Three days passed by in a flash, and when he returned to the Hanlin Academy, Ling Yun could clearly feel the strange looks from others.
Perhaps it was the result of twenty days of supervision, but his face and neck were darkened. Everyone who saw him in the Hanlin Academy covered their mouths, wanting to laugh but feeling embarrassed, which made him feel embarrassed for a while.
I remember that when he looked in the mirror at home, he felt that the change in skin color was not too obvious, but the reaction of these people made him surprised and confused. Is it really so obvious?
Feng Liangji knew that he was on duty today, and originally wanted to come over to reminisce and chat with him, but when he saw him for the first time, he mistakenly thought he was a new person.
"Who are you?"
After hearing this, Ling Yun slowly raised his head and looked at Feng Liangji. He could clearly see that Feng Liangji's pupils were constantly dilating, his eyes were wide open, and he was looking at him in disbelief.
After being stunned for a long time, he hesitated and said, "You...are you Ling Yun?"
Ling Yun thought to himself, aren't you talking nonsense?
The person sitting in this position, and he is still on duty, who else is it other than himself?
Ling Yun was ashamed and wondered, "Mr. Feng, why are you so surprised?"
Feng Liangji took two steps forward, looked around, and after he was sure, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you really Ling boy? Hahaha... Ling boy, no... You, you have changed too much, haven't you?
Let me think about it, we haven't seen each other for only twenty days, why do you seem like a different person?"
Ling Yun felt even more depressed. Could it be that he had really changed so much?
He was speechless and said, "Mr. Feng, my skin is just a little tanned, so you shouldn't be so surprised, right?"
Feng Liangji blurted out, "Some? You call this some?"
Then he shook his head, his eyes full of regret, and said with some distress, "Boy Ling, you have changed a lot. Along the way, have you developed the way others see you? Have you changed?"
This sounded true. As he walked along the way, many people looked at him and smiled, covering his mouth, so they nodded.
Feng Liangji sighed softly and said with emotion, "You! You have suffered so much these days, and now you are really blackened into coal, and you don't even know it."
Then I thought that Zhao Yulong had obviously not changed, and he was also a supervisor, so why was there such a huge difference in changes, and I couldn't help but feel confused.
"By the way, I remember Mr. Zhao... Mr. Zhao seemed to have gone with you. When he came back, he didn't find any changes from before. Didn't you two go to the same place?"
As soon as he said this, Ling Yun gave a bitter smile. Zhao Yulong was good with him, but he either hid in the room or lay in the small pavilion.
If he gets interested and wants to take a walk, his little ladies and maids carrying big parasols like sheds will not let him get even half of the sun, so the gap will appear.
A few days ago, when his skin felt hot, he also thought about wearing sun-protective clothes, but he felt it was too stuffy and felt uncomfortable all over.
Later, I thought about inventing a hat to protect the sun, but I felt that this task would not take long, and I didn't want to be too pretentious, so I ignored it, so I ended up with what I have now.
Furthermore, except for the discomfort in the first few days, it doesn’t really matter much afterwards.
He thought he had not suffered much, and compared to the people working inside, who kept waving their arms despite the scorching sun, his supervisory work was hundreds of times better.
"Yulong, we are indeed together. I guess he is more afraid of the sun, so he is often good at covering up from the sun."
Although Zhao Yulong didn't do anything, he wouldn't be nagging behind the scenes. Besides, because of his existence, he was able to have so many things to relieve the heat.
If Zhao Yulong hadn't existed, maybe he might have been the one complaining so much.
Feng Liangji paused and said thoughtfully, "Well! Mr. Zhao... Mr. Zhao may indeed be a little afraid of the sun. It is understandable that he was not exposed to the sun."
She reached out and patted his shoulder, saying with concern, "But thank you for your hard work. You have suffered like this for twenty days."
Ling Yun chuckled and said nonchalantly, "Mr. Feng, look at what you said. As an official of the imperial court, it is my duty to do things for the imperial court. What's more, this errand is something our Hanlin Academy has taken over ourselves, so there is no need to say anything about it.
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Feng Liangji was shocked. He didn't expect Ling Yun to be so open-minded. He was so tanned that he didn't feel any pain. He was filled with emotions.
The two chatted one after another, and not long after, Feng Liangji also left.
On the same day, Wang Chengyun also came to see him. When he saw his complexion changed drastically, he looked as surprised as Feng Liangji. The two chatted for a long time, but they just said they had worked hard, and encouraged him before leaving.
Although he was on duty at the Hanlin Academy, he didn't seem to have any tasks on his hands. Maybe Wang Chengyun couldn't bear to let him work anymore because of the incident at the Summer Resort.
What's more, it was even more unbearable to see his complexion become like this because of the supervision, so the time on duty was very boring. Apart from reading, he only had tea.
After returning home from the break, I went to the blacksmith shop as soon as possible. Fortunately, there was no problem this time, and the fan blades also took shape, and they will be out tomorrow.
Ling Yun learned about it and found that the toughness of the same material was just right and not as brittle as the iron material. In this way, the fan work could be carried out in full swing.
As for the fan shaft, he already has three drawings. When the time comes, he will let them build them one by one, and test which one has better effect one by one, and then use which one.
Nothing happened, so he started thinking about the outer frame of the fan again. The contents inside were almost ready, and only the outer frame was left.
As for the outer frame structure, he thought of using wooden materials again. Of course, he did not use wooden sticks, but planned to use bamboo.
When he was a child, he saw Ling Dashan using bamboo a lot. No matter what kind of utensils it was used for weaving, it didn't matter how long it was used. As for its toughness, it didn't matter.
This thing, whether you make it arc or round, there is no problem, it is simply the best choice for the fan frame.
The next day, when Ling Yun held the fan blade in his hand, he kept weighing it in his hand. He had to sigh that the copper piece was indeed much lighter than the iron piece. In addition, he required the blade to gradually reduce in size from the inside out.
It's thin and quite easy to hold in your hand.
I tried to spin around Yang Ergou. Although the speed was not fast, I could clearly feel the presence of wind.
"Ergou, do you feel the wind?"
When Yang Ergou heard this, he kept nodding his head and said excitedly, "Master, there is... wind. When the master turned this thing just now, I could clearly feel a light breeze blowing around me."
Then he approached Ling Yun and said with a puzzled look on his face, "Master, what on earth is this and why does it produce a chill?"
Ling Yun paused and explained with a smile, "This thing is called a fan. After I finish it, young master, as long as someone turns it, these copper pieces can generate wind."
Yang Ergou was surprised and said, "Really...really?"
"Of course, Master, when have I ever lied to you?"
"Okay! As long as you have it, you don't have to be afraid of the sultry sun..."
Ling Yun smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself, "I am the one who really wants to make it without fear of the heat, and you can only help me shake it, young master."
Of course, you can't say this now, otherwise Yang Ergou might change his face instantly.