Chapter 250: The Guest Girl (asking for a guaranteed monthly ticket)



Chapter 250 The Guest Girl (asking for the guaranteed monthly ticket)

After staying at the post station for half a month, Gu Qingcheng went to check on the simple "workshop" every day.

Seeing how "serious" Gu Qingcheng was, the craftsmen became more determined to not slack off.

Ding, ding, ding! After three days of hammering and banging, they finally made a finished product.

Gu Qingcheng took the horseshoe which was still warm and slowly felt around with her hand.

Her hands are the standard!

She could clearly feel whether the workmanship of the horseshoe was up to standard and whether the size was standard.

"Here, and here, polish it a little more!"

Gu Qingcheng couldn't tell the specific unit of measurement. After all, the word "silk" was simply incomprehensible to the craftsmen of that era.

"Never mind! Give me the file."

Gu Qingcheng couldn’t describe how much was missing, so she just did it herself!

The craftsmen were first shocked, and then terrified.

The steward also looked worried.

"Didn't you hear me?"

However, Gu Qingcheng seemed not to notice the surprised looks on their faces.

After a few days of adapting, she had completely returned to the mode of a noble lady from aristocratic family.

As for a noble lady, the key word is “noble”.

She can do whatever she wants and act as she pleases.

Although the aristocratic families of this era were not as bohemian as those in the Wei and Jin dynasties, they were still very independent and independent.

There are celebrities who like the bray of a donkey, and there are lunatics who are obsessed with taking drugs and running naked. For Gu Qingcheng, just forging iron, it seems to be an "elegant thing"!

Sure enough, seeing that Gu Qingcheng insisted, although the steward felt it was inappropriate, he still winked at the craftsman.

After getting the approval of the steward, the craftsman held the file in front of Gu Qingcheng with trembling hands.

Gu Qingcheng held the file, and the familiar feeling from her soul made her enter the state instantly.

Swish!

With a gentle touch, the slight thickness was removed, and Gu Qingcheng was satisfied! There was only a 0.5-thousandth difference, but it made this horseshoe reach perfection!

Craftsman & Steward: ...

Their skills are not advanced enough, so naturally they cannot feel Gu Qingcheng's power.

They were just pure astonishment: That's it! That's it! Is my Sanniang okay?

Gu Qingcheng: ...It’s lonely at the top.

"This is?"

Gu Heng looked at the pieces of iron placed in front of him and had no idea what his granddaughter meant.

"This is a divine weapon that can reduce the damage to war horses!"

Gu Qingcheng picked up the horseshoe and explained to her grandfather while demonstrating it.

"You mean, if I nail this to a horse's hoof, it will reduce wear and tear on the hoof?"

If the horse's hooves were not worn out, the warhorse would not be scrapped! Gu Heng was still able to sort out this cause and effect relationship.

But, here comes the problem——

“If you hammer a nail into a horse’s hoof, will the horse get hurt?”

Gu Heng brought in a person's foot and hammered nails into it. Hiss~, just thinking about it made Gu Heng feel pain!

Gu Qingcheng: ...

"Horse hooves are indeed similar to human feet, but horse hooves are not made of flesh, but -"

Gu Qingcheng thought about it and pointed at her nails, "It should be similar to her nails!"

Trimming nails doesn't hurt! Gu Heng looked at his granddaughter's face, which had obviously "grown up". Hmm, she looked prettier again.

I looked at the horseshoe again, half believing and half doubting.

"Aunt, we'll know whether it will work or not once we give it a try!"

The knowledge beyond time and space that Gu Qingcheng learned in the world of novels had been worn away, so she couldn't say that horse hooves were a kind of stratum corneum.

Since the explanation is unclear, I won't explain it.

Speak directly with facts.

"Okay!"

Seeing that his little granddaughter was full of confidence, Gu Heng didn't want to discourage her.

It’s just a horse. The Gu family can afford the loss.

Avoiding Zheng Mo, the General of the Guards who was in charge of the "escort", Gu Heng quietly ordered someone to bring a horse and then nail horseshoes on the horse's hooves.

Throughout the process, the horse was frightened but not in pain.

Gu Heng was watching the scene and couldn't help but nod, "Aqing is right, the horse really doesn't feel any pain!"

Seeing this scene, Gu Heng became more confident in his little granddaughter.

"Let someone ride on horseback to explore the way forward!"

"Master the distance, about three or four hundred miles round trip will be enough!"

Gu Heng asked his soldiers who were good at riding and shooting. Generally speaking, after running seven or eight hundred miles, the horse's hooves would be worn out.

A distance of three or four hundred miles would cause wear and tear, but it would not hurt the horse's hooves! "Yes!"

One of the soldiers agreed and rode out at full speed.

Gu Heng and others continued to stay at the post station and wait.

Zheng Mo: ...What on earth are the Gu family doing? They are forging iron, exploring the way, so mysterious and furtive.

However, due to the status of the Gu family and Gu Heng's reputation, he did not dare to pay too much attention.

"It should be the little girl from the Gu family who is making trouble. Lord You'an is also so indulgent!"

Gu Qingcheng's age is indeed the best disguise.

When they heard that she was the "leader", Zheng Mo and others would subconsciously think that she was the one making trouble.

Come to think of it, what big things can a six-year-old child, a girl at that, do?

Three days later, Gu's troops returned on horseback.

Gu Heng ordered his men to take all the people and horses to the backyard.

Pull up the fence to block all curious eyes.

"how?"

Gu Heng was a little excited.

Because he found that the soldiers on horseback looked ecstatic.

"My dear, the horse's hooves are not worn out!"

He ran back and forth for more than 400 miles without any damage at all.

When the horses run, they seem to be particularly happy.

Whether in mountains or flat land, with occasional small stones, the horses can handle it with ease.

"Okay! Okay!"

Although Gu Heng was a civil servant, he was not a pedantic scholar.

He is a man of both civil and military talents who can lead troops in battle when on horseback and govern the country when on foot.

He is also a true son of aristocratic family, proficient in the six arts of a gentleman, and can switch between the positions of general and minister at will.

When he was young, Gu Heng also led troops, so he knew the importance of horseshoes.

"With this, my son will be able to hold a high position in the Northern Dynasty!"

Maybe you can even change your title.

There was a gleam of ambition in Gu Heng's eyes.

He cares about his family, and even if he cannot gain a foothold in the Southern Dynasty, he will never fall into decline.

Even after going to the Northern Dynasties, he was still able to remain prominent by relying on his "military achievements".

That night, a group of knights galloped towards the Northern Dynasty.

Some of these horses have horseshoes, and some don't! What Gu Heng wants is a strong contrast that can be seen with the naked eye.

With such clear examples before him, he didn't need to waste any words in his letter.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Lord You'an, it's been almost a month. Should we set off now?"

Zheng Mo tried to hold back, but still couldn't.

That day, he came to ask for a meeting with Gu Heng and gave him a subtle reminder.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Gu Heng calculated the distance and agreed readily.

It was spring when I left Beijing. I walked and stopped on the road, stopped and walked again.

It has taken nearly two months.

It is early summer now.

He was still more than half way to his place of exile, Luozhou.

If we continue to travel at this speed, it will probably take another two or three months.

By then, it will be around the end of summer or the beginning of autumn.

Hurricane season should be over!

Gu Heng was knowledgeable and had served as the Minister of the Central Secretariat for many years, so he knew that there was a very terrible natural phenomenon in the southern coastal areas - hurricanes.

Every summer, strong winds blow from the sea.

The wind was so strong that it could overturn houses and destroy farmland.

Even towering trees can be pulled out of the ground.

People, livestock, etc. will also be blown into the sky by the wind.

Such strong winds are also called "hurricanes" (typhoons).

Every time hurricane season comes, coastal states and counties will be affected by disasters, and many officials are frightened by the power of heaven and have to retreat inland to avoid it.

Gu Heng was not afraid of the miasma, snakes, insects, rats and ants in Lingnan, but he also didn't want to be blown into the sky by a hurricane.

If you know there is danger, then avoid it! This is not cowardice, but a normal way of seeking good and avoiding danger.

"Hey! Good!"

Zheng Mo didn't know what Gu Heng was planning, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his ancestor had finally given in.

Just be willing to keep on going!

Zheng Mo really couldn't stand this kind of procrastinating and dragging schedule anymore.

However, even though we had already “set off”, the journey was still delayed for three days.

First of all, we need to prepare supplies again.

There weren’t as many convenience stores and supermarkets back then as there are today.

Food, medicine, clothing and other daily necessities need to be prepared in advance.

No one knows whether they will encounter a county town or post station while traveling.

If you are in the wilderness and there is not enough food, you can only bear it.

With so many people eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, we must make sufficient preparations.

Gu Qingcheng started the large-scale purchasing mode again, sending people to nearby villages, towns, and even the county town to buy all kinds of things.

Meat, eggs, vegetables, seeds, medicinal herbs...

The Gu family was wealthy, and when they were exiled, they also took with them a large cart of copper coins, gold and silver.

Therefore, Gu Qingcheng was not at all stingy when it came to spending money.

After purchasing two large ox carts of supplies, Gu Qingcheng announced that the mission was over.

At this moment, the guest girl that Gu Yi gave to Gu Qingcheng also arrived.

There were twenty little girls, the oldest was thirteen or fourteen years old, the youngest was seven or eight years old, all of them were from the Gu family.

They were servants of the Gu family and private property.

"Sanniang!"

Twenty little girls knelt respectfully in front of Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng took a glance and found that they were all very respectful and not the timid little kids.

"Can you read?"

Gu Qingcheng asked softly.

Seven or eight of the little girls raised their heads and said, "I know a few words!"

Not bad! Gu Qingcheng silently memorized these literate ladies.

"What other specialties do you have?"

Gu Qingcheng asked casually.

The little girls reported one by one.

This one said, "I know how to sew."

The other said, "I have learned cooking."

Another person said, "I learned horse riding and archery from my father and brother!"

Know martial arts? That's pretty good.

Gu Qingcheng made a special note of this guest girl.

Then it was the turn of a chubby-looking little girl, and she was very hesitant.

After grunting for a long time, the little girl said embarrassedly, "I am a big eater!"

The other little girls couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

Even Gu Qingcheng smiled a little.

Having a big appetite, to put it nicely, means being able to eat is a blessing, to put it bluntly, means being a glutton.

However, does a large appetite mean great strength?

Gu Qingcheng waved her hand, called the chubby guest girl over, pointed at the table in front of her, and asked, "Can you move it?"

The chubby girl looked about seven or eight years old. With normal strength, she should be able to push objects weighing more than ten kilograms.

"able!"

The chubby girl lifted the solid wood table with one hand without any effort! PS: It’s the first day of March, please support me with a guaranteed monthly ticket!

(End of this chapter)

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