Old Chen did not recover Li Xueyan in the end, mainly because he was too tall, so high that Old Chen could not reach it. But the only one in the family who was taller was still dazed, thinking about whether he could live another 1,400 years.

The servants in the mansion completed the work at hand, and they all looked at their young masters with admiration, even the generals who usually consider themselves to be men are no exception.

After all, not everyone can poke the needle in their flesh without changing their faces. Now they have to blow it out.

Of course, these bastards care more about whether to continue steaming the alcohol. After all, the young master's injury has been solved, and whether to steam or not is all in Li Hao's words.

How could Li Hao not know what these guys were thinking? Seeing their saliva flowing out of their old-fashioned look, he couldn't help but scold: "What are you doing when you stand there? Steam the remaining lees, don't waste it."

"Oh, okay." Chen Mengru, who was guarding Li Hao, received a general amnesty and went there happily.

Li Hao didn't have the intention to continue to make trouble with them anymore. After all, he was still hurt. Even if he wanted to contribute to the Tang Dynasty wine culture, he had to do what he could.

After thinking about it, he instructed the housekeeper Lao Chen who had just returned: "It's good to steam the remaining lees once. Leave me five jars of wine, and let them share the rest."

Old Chen bowed slightly and said, "Yes, young master."

In the past few days, whether it is heard or seen, Li Hao's performance has made the old butler look at him with admiration, and he unconsciously brings a little respect in his words and deeds.

Li Hao lives a leisurely and comfortable life here, both beautiful and wine-friendly, but his two best friends are not so easy.

Li Zhen knelt in the square in front of the East Palace for a whole night and a whole morning, and was taken home until the old men and Li Er discussed the assassination with Li Er in the Lizheng Hall.

Of course, after returning home, I have to be beaten again because Li Ji was very angry and very angry.

As soon as he entered the house, he shouted angrily: "You rebellious son, kneel down for me!"

Just kneel down, it's not the first time anyway.

Li Zhen knelt honestly and didn't dare to show up.

"You rebellious son, you really want to piss off my husband to death." Looking at his son's shameless look, Li Jie couldn't help but think of the Li Hao who dared to act in front of him. The more he thought about it, he kicked him out and scolded him angrily: "Why did I give birth to such a disobedient and unfilial thing? I'm idle all day long and drunk and dreaming. Have you ever drunkenly? I'm actually drunk in front of His Majesty. Not only can I protect you, but I even ask His Majesty to send someone to protect you."

Li Zhen was kicked, got up and knelt again, and explained: "I, I have never seen Your Majesty."

"What's wrong with not seeing this? Li Dejian has never seen that boy, but look at him, not only did he save the Saint, but he also led the pursuers to rescue the Empress. Not to mention how great the contribution is, from the perspective of the situation alone, he is already hundreds of times ahead of you."

Li Jie's finger almost poked into Li Zhen's mind, and he swayed it, but when facing the angry old man, he did not dare to dodge at all, so he could only bite the bullet and hold on.

In fact, Li Zhen knew that the old man might not mind much about his drunkenness. The reason why he got such a big temper was just because of jealousy.

I was jealous of Li Dejian's good luck, and I was jealous of his youth, so I made His Majesty favor him.

But who is right about luck? Li Hao can hold the emperor's waist and knock the emperor off the horse. But if it were him, he would know if the emperor could throw his head out of the pit when he fell down.

In that case, you probably won’t think about getting promoted or getting rich. It may be possible to confiscate your family and exterminate your clan.

But no matter how much I think about it, Li Zhen would never dare to say this. If he wants to save himself, he can only solve the problem from other directions.

for example…….

"Father, please stop the thunderous anger. I think there is something that I must mention to you."

"What's the matter? Tell me!" the furious Li Ji shouted.

"Do you know the stirrup?"

"Ma Tang?" The first thing Li Ji thought of was Hu Tang.

These days, he has not returned to the military camp because of something. The only time he went back was so angry that he was so angry that he had not had much contact with Su Dingfang, so naturally he didn't know about stirrups.

When Li Zhen saw the old man's face full of confusion, he was overjoyed and said excitedly: "The stirrup is actually two iron rings, tied with a rope and hung on the saddle. The cavalry can step on it and get on the horse. When controlling the horse and riding and shooting, he can better complete the bow-drawing action because of the force under his feet."

Li Ji roughly made up his mind, stopped his anger and frowned and asked, "Where did you know about this thing?"

"It was Li Dejian who came up with this. On the first day we entered the military camp, he made such a thing and equipped Su Dingfang's subordinates." Successfully attracted the attention of the old man, Li Zhen knew that he would probably not have to be beaten today. He was excited and said, "Father, you were not present at the time and didn't see the scene. I tell you that after being equipped with stirrups, the accuracy of those cavalry has been improved by more than one level. According to Su Dingfang, it can almost be compared with the elite Turkic cavalry."

Li Ji said suspiciously: "Take it serious?"

Li Zhen nodded and said, "It's true. If you don't believe it, you can ask Su Dingfang for a question."

"Why do you have to find him? Isn't it just two iron rings?" Li Ji snorted and shouted: "Come on, come outside and find a blacksmith to get a pair of iron rings for me." After saying that, he looked at Li Zhen: "I'm so evil beast, how big is that iron ring?"

Li Zhen quickly replied: "Don't have to be too big, just put your feet in."

Li Ji looked at the guard who was approaching him: "Did you hear it? Go quickly."

"No!" The personal guard did not dare to neglect and turned around and left quickly.

However, this guy went quickly and came back quickly. In less than two quarters of an hour, he was sweating heavily and rushed back empty-handedly.

Li Jizheng sat in the main hall for tea. When he saw him coming back empty-handed, he was stunned: "What's going on?"

"Young Gong, that..." The personal guard looked embarrassed and said in a puzzled manner: "That blacksmith can't be found."

Li Ji's face sank: "What? What do you mean is that even a blacksmith in the huge Chang'an City is gone?"

The personal guard pointed his head as if he was pecking rice: "Yes, Yinggong, I have traveled to many places, let alone blacksmiths, even an apprentice, were not found. I heard from others that all the blacksmiths in the city were taken away by the right martial guards as suspects."

At this time, if Li Ji didn't know what was going on, he wouldn't have to be in the position of the general.

He looked at Li Zhen, who was kneeling not far away, and the more he thought about it, he became more angry. He broke out with a big foot and cursed angrily: "Old Man Cheng, I am incompatible with you!"
Chapter completed!