On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, the sky is dry, and things are dry, so be careful of the fire. This is the commentary of the old sage Li Chunfeng. Ning Wen felt that it was nonsense, but unfortunately his family was like a god. Yu'er actually wanted to paste the commentary of these words.

"What's the magic of nonsense? It's just a combination of the weather. After two months, the charlatans should be careful of floods. They are all nonsense!"

Ning Wen snatched the charlatan from Yu'er's hand. Not to mention that the charlatan's word is really well written, which is quite like a postmodern imaging school. Ning Wen carefully identified it, but finally gave up, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it under the corner of the bed.

Yu'er slapped Ning Wen on the shoulder, put down Xiao Wen, took out the magic treasure of the sage from under the bed, and spread it carefully. Seeing that Ning Wen had already caught the dragon grapple, she sighed and turned around and glanced at Ning Wen, hugged Xiao Wen, but Ning Wen's son was still powerful, and she completely destroyed the sage's heavenly book with one hand, which made Yu'er laugh and cry. She reached out and came up on Xiao Wen's white and tender buttocks.

Erya was still maternal and reached out to snatch Xiaowen who was about to make a sound, and comforted her a little bit. Then she got to the end.

Ning Wen looked at his son's eyes with red eyes. His father's love was like a surging river, and like the Yellow River flooding, he was out of control. Taking advantage of his good mood, he quickly called Sangouzi and ordered him to prepare a machete, bamboo stick, pen, ink, paper and ink, to serve him, and prepare to do a big fight.

"Sir, what do you want to do with a machete?"

Seeing Ning Wen was very excited, Sangouzi was afraid that something would happen to the Lord, so he quickly asked.

"No, watch the lanterns on the Lantern Festival, your lord will make a few lanterns by yourself!"

After getting more excited, Ning Wen picked up the machete handed by Sangouzi, and chopped the bamboo stick on the ground in a few seconds. Until he found the mess on the ground, there was not a decent bamboo stick in his hand. Ning Wen then realized that the lantern was not that easy to make. Ning Wen scratched his forehead. Since he had already made a boast, there were still Yu'er who was still angry, Erya, who was licking his nose, and Xiaowen who was licking his nose. As for Sangouzi, he was also looking at him with a smile on his face. What should he do? Ning Wen was extremely embarrassed.

Kongming lantern, since Ning Wen couldn't make the lantern, so he would just change to Kongming lantern. Ning Wen handed the machete to Sangou, patted the bamboo chips on his body, looked up at the sky, and said:

"Well, I'm not in the state today. Sangou, please help me. You can make this bamboo stick. Don't be careless!"

Sangou was happy and quickly sat in the pavilion. He cut the bamboo sticks into bamboo sticks with uniform thickness and flattery and handed them to Ning Wen.

"It's still Sangou who works very well. I don't know what lanterns you plan to make. Could it be that it's the only thing in our Tang Dynasty?"

"Not bad, let's look at the means of being a husband!"

Not to mention, Ning Wen was very skilled in making Kongming lanterns. He saw that Yu'er and Erya were very involved, but Ning Wen miscalculated a little. Since it was called Kongming lanterns, it naturally appeared in the Three Kingdoms. Now many people can do it in the Tang Dynasty, and it is not a rare thing. As soon as Ning Wen made it, he made Yu'er contempt.

"What, this is unique, Mr. Lang?"

Yu'er giggled and pulled Erya away quickly, for fear that Ning Wen would be angry and use his unique tricks.

Ning Wen came to his senses and felt a little fever on his face. Seeing that Sangou was giving Ning Wen a small bamboo stick very seriously, he ignored his wife's jokes, and after half an hour, he made more than a dozen large and small Kongming lanterns.

"Candle, Sangou, get some candles!"

Ning Wen ordered casually.

"What, Lord, candles, I used up all the year before, where can I find them now?"

Sangouzi spread his hands and said in a very aggrieved manner.

Ning Wen scratched his head and forgot that he had used it at home just before the New Year. It was quite expensive and the taste was very big. Ning Wen couldn't stand it. Although the gold and silver in the room at home, no matter how expensive the candles were, at least they could still be used in the inner courtyard, mainly because the taste was too big.

"Well, we forgot, that's it, let's use pine oil, go quickly."

Seeing Sangou being stunned, Ning Wen kicked her. Only then did Sangou come to his senses and quickly ran to the kitchen to get Ning Wen's pine oil.

Ning Wen experimented with one, which was good, and it flew very high, but it turned into a ball of fire. The ball of pine oil was wrapped in too much. Ning Wen missed the candle very much, and thought that he would find some time to solve the problem of the candle. As for these Kongming lanterns, Ning Wen looked at them and threw them to Sangou, asking him to find a place where no one was available.

The curfew was opened on the Lantern Festival. Both officials and the common people could have fun. Yu'er and Erya followed Aunt Cheng to the palace to have a party with a group of women. It is said that the fifth princess Changle proposed it. Ning Wen didn't know why, so he asked Aunt Cheng, but he didn't know. It was strange anyway, but this was good, so he could see the world.

Yu'er and Erya have never seen any world. In the Cheng family, at most, the Qin family swayed. They never took the initiative to invite their aunts and girls to come. They are usually dedicated to taking care of their husbands and children, and they are simply the best home girl. There is also Ning Xiaowen. She has grown up so old that she has never seen what the palace looks like. She only knows how nonsense is.

One person and one riding, carrying Dayong to support the scene, Ning Wen finally left the door. The location was the private room on the third floor of Zuiyue Tower in Qujiang. A group of bastards had been impatient. When he saw Ning Wen going upstairs, he asked Ning Wen to drink and apologize.

Drinking is not a difficult task. Ning Wen is just a good foundation. Although he was allergic to alcohol in later generations, he was drunk three or five times after traveling through time. Including the supreme leader Li Shimin once praised Ning Wen, which is an honor.

"By the way, Brother Ning, why didn't Huailiang come here today? I heard that he had been a master, but I wonder if it was true?"

Du Gou took a sip of wine and asked in surprise.

Huai Liang is going to accompany Master Zhou today. According to him, he has been learning to make a blacksmith these days, which is also tiring, so he missed this party. Ning Wen didn't say anything. Huai Liang has become more and more resilient since he came to the Weapons Supervisor.

"Yeah, really!"

Ning Wen took a sip of wine and nodded.

"I heard that it is Master Zhou from the Weapons Supervisor? Brother Ning, why would we all give our brothers help to Brother Ning? I heard that Yi Ai Wei's wife will take office immediately after the New Year, right?"

Handsome Cui interrupted, and for a moment, the handsome guy was eager to try, as if he had agreed.

Now the matter of weapons supervision is spread among a group of officials. Although the people do not know it, the officials of the court know that there is such a place, and the name of the Tianwei cannon spread like wildfire, which made Ning Wen very passive for a while. Cui Yuqing intends to vent Ning Wen's tone, and does not know if these bastards have planned it together.

Ning Wen only reported to Li Chengqian once about the promotion of Yi Ai's brother to the Weapon Supervision Supervisor. Li Chengqian agreed immediately and probably submitted it to the Secretariat. Perhaps the rumors came from where they were. It was really unreliable. Ning Wen sighed in his heart that the State Council actually spread the rumor, and it was a secret rumor! It really made Ning Wen feel at a loss.

"Well, the weapon surveillance is a blessing. Do you know? I've made a big iron, a dozen kilograms of big iron hammer, and it's been swung all day long. Is it cold? I feel hot when I'm shirtless in the workshop now. It feels like it's snowing and sweating in the cold weather. Have you tried it? And, squeak..."

Ning Wen took a sip of wine and continued to talk nonsense.

"It's not counting swinging a sledgehammer. I guess you haven't seen a blower before. It's enough to shake it for one day. And, what about transporting ore and coal, a truck with a total of about 200 kilograms, and you have to transport dozens of buckets a day. It's so tiring to think about it!"

Ning Wen picked up the wine bowl, then took the opportunity to drink and looked at the people on the table. Du Gou and handsome Cui were calling each other the most. After Ning Wen said this, he felt that the weapon was like hell, and he didn't dare to ask for any help for a while.

"Since my brothers look down on our weapons surveillance so much, why don't I tell the prince tomorrow brothers? I'll make me satisfied?"

"Well, let's just talk about it, haha, I heard that that place is a confidentiality unit. We have a big mouth, so let's not get involved!"

Du Gou smiled embarrassedly and picked up the wine bowl to cover up his embarrassment. As for handsome Cui, he picked up the wine bowl with a graceful and elegant step, walked to the railing, leaning against the railing of Zuiyue Tower overlooking Qujiang. His thick skin was outrageous!

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Chapter completed!