"Prince, what's it?"

Liu Qin'er still has some say in the mansion. Seeing the crowd coming and going, she aroused curiosity and took two steps forward.

Yuan Ling still loves the beauty in front of him very much. He also did some ulterior motives in the past few days, and said with a little joy: "A farmer's water-drawing equipment, Qin'er, who is in a wealthy family, must have never seen it."

Yuan Ling really didn't expect the girls in the pavilion to come in handy with the piano music, but just called them by the way.

Liu Qin'er was also tactful and did not argue. She saw that the silk cloth had been wandering around the crowd, but no one knew it. She took it curiously, but said "Huh" in her mouth.

Yuan Ling was a little disappointed, but suddenly saw the situation reversed and said in surprise: "Qin'er, can you recognize this thing?"

Liu Qin'er looked carefully for a while, thought about it for a while, shook her head and said, "It seems familiar, but it seems a little different seriously. It should not be the one in the prince's painting."

Yuan Ling was overjoyed and said, "It's right if it's not the same. This is what I drew based on my memory, or it's a trolley from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Isn't it strange or not?"

He was so happy that he said it during the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Fortunately, Liu Qin'er couldn't understand it, and did not check it carefully, saying, "It's been many years. I remember that when I was young, I saw similar drawings from my father. It was a cousin of my parents' family named He Zhi, and the son of He Chou, who was the young supervisor in the past. The drawings were designed by He Chou, and it was said that it was a big event for Bi Lan and Ma Jun. My father was happy for a while and warmly treated him, but in the end there was no news. It should have been a failure."

Yuan Ling had never heard of He Chou's name, but knew the weight of being the young prisoner. He said in surprise: "Do you have any contact?"

Liu Qin'er smiled miserably: "At that time, all the relatives and neighbors retreated, and they just wanted to step on a few steps. How could they have another contact?"

Yuan Ling didn't find it strange. Liu Qin'er's father was directly involved in the rebellion. Except for Empress Changsun, who dared to plead for his younger brother, who had the courage to get close to them, does he feel that his life is long? No matter how understanding it is, he will inevitably feel lost.

Liu Qin'er said: "I don't know where my cousin is now, but as long as the prince goes to the general to investigate it, he will know. He Shaojian is a fourth-rank official. Even though he has been dead for many years, he still has files and asks for the address of his ancestral home. It's easy to do it."

Yuan Ling's eyes lit up. He had not yet officially integrated into this era, so he didn't expect such a simple thing.

In feudal society, having the status of a king and acting is not an ordinary convenience.

Yuan Ling is here to be the supervisor.

The third-rank supervisor came to greet him in person.

After hearing Yuan Ling's intention, the Chief Secretary did not delay and made arrangements directly.

Most of the people who can hang out in the officialdom are old-fashioned people. There is no need to offend a prince for trivial matters, even though this prince has no real power.

He Chou’s address in the archive is Guiyifang, located southwest of Zhuque Street, and the area is quite prosperous.

Yuan Ling rode a horse and led his entourage on the street, followed by a luxuriously decorated carriage.

At first, Yuan Ling didn't dare to ride a horse, and wanted to sit upright in the carriage with Liu Qin'er, but was caught with strange gaze.

The Tang Dynasty advocated martial arts, and even when literati went in and out, they rode a large horse with a long sword and a Tang sword.

carriage?

That was where the girl sat in her house.

A man who is a real man traveling by car?

Yuan Ling was also very proud of his face and clenched the horse prepared by the entourage for him.

Tianxuan Li Yuanai was good at riding skills, and Yuan Ling followed his memory and copied it, and rode it in a similar way.

However, in just a few cups of tea, Yuan Ling fell in love with riding horses.

As a man, born in China with a long history, every time he comes into contact with history, what he sees and hears is nothing more than the great achievements of the heroes: the First Emperor who was so arrogant, Emperor Wu of Han who expanded his territory, Emperor Taizong of Tang who came to congratulate all nations, Meng Tian who shook the Huns, Wei Qing of Mazhaixi, Huo Qubing, Li Jing of Tuyuhun, etc.

Whenever I think of these, I feel excited and I just want to be in it.

Now riding on the horse, Yuan Ling looked around and felt like he was giving advice to the country.

I fantasized myself along the way, but I didn’t feel it when I got to the place.

It was not until the servant knocked on the door that Yuan Ling calmed down and looked at the He Mansion in front of him.

The He Mansion faces south and north, with the gate facing the street, covering a vast area and standing in the central area of ​​Guiyifang.

Just as Guiyifang is said, the seat where He Mansion is located is considered the king of the area.

However, the He Mansion in front of him seemed a little defeated, with freckles all over the gate, and traces left by the red paint falling off.

It took a while before the mansion opened for a young young man.

The young man was over 20 years old and was holding a book with some broken books in his hand. He looked at the formation outside the house and was a little surprised. Then he said politely: "I studied hard behind closed doors and didn't know that the distinguished guest was coming, and he was missing."

Yuan Ling signaled Liu Qin'er to come forward and speak.

Liu Qin'er bowed and said, "Your name is He'an? Do you still remember me? My mother, Liu He, are cousins ​​of your father. You lived in our house for a while in the early years."

He An had a little shocked face, obviously remembering this rebellious relative.

Liu Qin'er was very understanding and said, "I was saved by the King of Shang. Now I am the singer of the King of Shang. My cousin can be at home. The King of Shang has something to do to find him."

After hearing the explanation of Da'an, He An even more horrified when he heard it.

Yuan Ling couldn't wait, "Ling Zun is here? I have something to look for him!"

He An was stunned, showed a little complicated expression, and said, "My father, my father has been dead for many years."

Yuan Ling was suddenly shocked and hurriedly said, "Then can you inherit what he has learned?"

In ancient times, there was also a saying that it was important to agriculture and neglected to industry, and it was also said that his disciples starved his master to death.

Many craftsmanship skills are unwilling to be passed on, and this bad habit has led to the loss of many crafts.

He An suddenly looked contemptuous and said, "What are we going to learn the skills of those villains when we read the books of sages?"

Yuan Ling looked unhappy on his face, and he really wanted to refute it.

But Liu Qin'er shouted first: "Ling Zun is dedicated to proof of his reputation for his father and glorify his ancestors. How can he dare to slander Ling Zun like this as a son? If his grandfather's fault is wrong, how can Ling Zun be punished?"

Yuan Ling looked curious.

Liu Qin'er was a little disobedient and apologized to Yuan Ling first, then explained: "Why did He Shaojian please Yang Guang, the tyrant of the previous dynasty in the past, and created many ridiculous things that were despised by the people of the world. But He Shaojian's talent cannot be ignored, and each has its own merits as Yuwen Kai of the past. I remember that in the eighth year of Daye, the foolish monarch attacked Goguryeo, and the army blocked the river. Yuwen Kai, the Minister of Works, failed to build a bridge, and Mai Tiebang, the general of the Youtun Guard, was killed. The tyrant ordered He Shaojian to take action, and it was formed in two days. He Shaojian also designed and built a city of Liuhe, which was eight miles around and ten kilometer high on the front line overnight, reducing a large number of casualties for the Sui army. If He Shaojian was really just a villain, how could he get the trust of the tyrant, Yu Wen, Wang Shichong and the current saints?"

Yuan Ling instantly realized that such people have shortcomings in their virtues and talents, and they don’t agree with them in their hearts. There are not so many saints in this world. As long as they do not lose their integrity, it is human nature to have selfishness.
Chapter completed!