Martial: I Started The Technological Revolution In Ancient Times

0After passing through the bamboo forest that could still survive in winter, Xiao Yun looked at the snowflakes on the bamboo leaves and continued to walk forward.    0

    

He continued walking until he reached the flower field.    

    

When he looked over, he saw a sea of flowers.    

    

Why would there be flowers in winter?    

    

Actually, there were some flowers that were extremely special.    

    

And this place seemed to be an exhibition hall for all kinds of special breeds. Most of them were flowers and plants that Xiao Yun could not name.    

    

When they walked further in, a servant walked out from between the flowers and plants.    

    

First, he smiled at Xiao Yun. He was dressed plainly, but he said that he was extraordinary.    

    

"Greetings, sir. Could it be that you have gone to the wrong place and missed the road? Did you accidentally enter the flowers and plants? Can you wait for me to lead the way and lead you out? May I know where Sir is going? This garden is divided into four exits. It can be said to be connected in all directions, but it's also easy to get lost."    

    

Xiao Yun smiled and said," I am not lost. I am here. "    

    

"Here? May I ask who you are familiar with and if there is an invitation letter?"    

    

Xiao Yun took out a book from his bosom and unfolded it. It was an ink painting the size of a fan, and there was a red print on the signature, which was very eye-catching.    

    

He had found this painting in Zhao Wuji's house.    

    

When he opened the roof, he saw a big package on the roof. When he was discovered and jumped down, he immediately took the package down and secretly opened it. Only then did he know that there was only one painting inside.    

    

He quietly hid it on his body, and no one else noticed it.    

    

Even though the Wine Master had been staring at Xiao Yun, he did not see clearly that Xiao Yun had made so many movements the moment he fell!    

    

As for this painting, he looked at it even heavier than the small booklet!    

    

Yet now, he had taken it out in front of this servant, and even handed it over to let him see it clearly.    

    

The servant was clearly stunned for a moment.    

    

Then, he leaned closer to his face and took a closer look. After that, he let out a long breath and laughed bitterly. Then, he said, "Then... Sir, please follow me."    

    

Xiao Yun smiled and followed him with a relaxed expression.    

    

After passing through the flowerbed, there was a courtyard and pavilion in front of them. It looked very elegant.    

    

There was also a white gauze fluttering in the wind. Combined with the mist from the stream, it looked like a paradise on earth.    

    

In the middle of the place, there was a pavilion. A person dressed in white sat upright and sipped tea there.    

    

There were a few women serving him all around, busying himself.    

    

"Master, a guest is coming."    

    

The servant walked forward and greeted him with his fists when he was twenty steps away.    

    

The man in white did not turn around. Instead, he said softly, "Didn't you say that there are no guests?"    

    

"Master, the guest has a painting with him."    

    

The man in white's drinking movement clearly stiffened.    

    

This made his elegant and calm temperament freeze.    

    

After a while, he turned around and carefully sized Xiao Yun up.    

    

At the same time, Xiao Yun was also sizing him up.    

    

He looked like he was in his early thirties. As a man, his appearance was a little delicate. There was even a trace of charm between his eyebrows. It was not that kind of flamboyant charm, but was reserved.    

    

A picture immediately formed in Xiao Yun's mind. If this person was wearing female clothing, he would be more beautiful than most of the women in the world.    

    

The man in white looked for a while and revealed a gentle smile. He bowed slightly and said, "Sir, please take a seat inside."    

    

Xiao Yun nodded and did not bow. He walked up to the man in white.    

    

The mud under his feet left a clear footprint on the ground. It also left an indelible mark on the spotless mat.    

    

Then, he sat across from the man in white and picked up the teapot from the table. Then, he drank from the teapot.    

    

The tea was warm but not hot. At first, there was a strong smell of meat and even the taste of osmanthus. However, the aftertaste was the fragrance of fruits. The sweet taste lingered in his throat for a long time.    

    

It was a good tea that was steamed.    

    

"Ha..."    

    

Xiao Yun spat out a mouthful of hot air and wiped his mouth happily.    

    

Only at this moment did he raise his head to look at the other party.    

    

The man in white was not as angry as he had imagined. Instead, he looked at him with a smile and could not help but smile.    

    

"Why are you smiling?"    

    

Xiao Yun curled his lips, as if he was looking for trouble.    

    

The man in white shook his head. He covered his mouth and laughed again. Then, he gently shook his sleeves. He bowed slightly to Xiao Yun and said softly, "Sir's actions reminded me of a play. It's like this in a play. The defeated princess, Huan Qingsi, is seven feet tall. The general, who was barefooted as he boiled tea in a tall building, came over in a suit of armor. He walked in casually and left a scarlet footprint on the ground. Just like Sir, he drank a pot of tea that took four hours to brew. "    

    

Xiao Yun smiled and said," That is an interesting story. Is it about the war between two countries? "    

    

"No, the story is only about Feng Yue."    

    

"Ah?" Xiao Yun scratched his head awkwardly and said, "So it is a story that is not suitable for children."    

    

The man in white was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "What do you mean by not suitable for children?"    

    

But before Xiao Yun could answer, he laughed out loud. He hurriedly covered his nose with his sleeve and softly spat. However, he nodded and said, "So that's what you mean. It is indeed as Sir said. It is that kind of story that... is unsuitable for children. "    

    

Xiao Yun tilted his head and asked, "Then what exactly is it about? That story. "    

    

"The Great General swept across the land, and the princess of the defeated country used herself as a bargaining chip to exchange for the lives of the people of the old country. However, when she came to the Great General's residence, she suffered all kinds of bullying."    

    

"So it was a tragedy."    

    

" Not really. Sigh... a woman's life, just like her, is quite interesting. "    

    

Xiao Yun nodded.    

    

He raised his head and looked at him again to confirm his gender.    

    

For some reason, from the moment he came in until now, he had been observing his movements, listening to his words, and even the details of the details... In any case, he would always give Xiao Yun a feeling that he was actually a woman.    

    

But it really wasn't!    

    

Compared to Shangguan Qing'er's carefree personality, the person opposite him was more like a woman. Or rather, he was more like a woman than most women in the world!    

    

Originally, Xiao Yun wouldn't ask about the plot of that bullshit story, but subconsciously, he wanted to talk to him again.    

    

He sighed and shook his head.    

    

Xiao Yun pulled his thoughts back.    

    

He asked, "Aren't you curious where I found this painting?"    

    

The man in white smiled and said, "This painting was made by the Pitiful Man. It was only made once. For some reason, it was given to the Grand Preceptor. Sir has naturally gotten it from the Grand Preceptor."    

    

“ Oh?" Xiao Yun smiled and said, "Then why don't you ask about my identity?"    

    

"I am the only Saint Grade in the Qin Country today. I have no official position, but I am able to step into the Nine States. Who doesn't know? However, she didn't expect that the Xiao family was facing a great disaster. Mister, I'm just surprised that you have come here personally."    

    

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes.    

    

After a few simple words, the other party had already begun to show him his strength.    

    

As for the man's identity, he could tell from the man in white's self-proclamation.    

    

Pitiful.    

    

[What is Pitiful Man?]    

    

The people of Qin Country loved to play. Although they liked poems and songs, they were still the things of scholars. Civilians who did not know the big characters were the ones who took up the most weight.    

    

As for the opera, it was the most bustling and lively.    

    

Between the Core Stage, there were hundreds of scenes in the world for thousands of years.    

    

But those who sang were all in the lower nine flows.    

    

And even lower than peddlers and vagabonds.    

    

Women were smart and often had to sell their looks. Even if they did not want to make a living by doing so, or even resist, a noble person would still have to obediently send themselves up.    

    

The man was similarly cautious and cautious, taking every step he took.    

    

Even if some people came to protect and protect her, it would only be a toy for those in power. It was due to a momentary interest.    

    

Therefore, Ling Ren had always had the same status as the women in brothels.    

    

Even those who had finally made a name for themselves and had a small status were worried that they would get carried away by the praise. They also warned themselves not to forget their status and called themselves Ling Ren.    

    

Ling Ren, Ling Ren.    

    

In this world where people had to put their lives on the line for two meals a day, they were truly pitiful people.