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Chapter 119 A Gift for the Weak Scholar

Chapter 119

In the middle of the night, the exhausted Yang Qian finally returned to Tang Guogong's mansion in Yangzhou.

Yang Qian lay on the couch with his limbs weak and weak, looking at the four treasure boxes in his consciousness, feeling happy.

The earliest one was obtained from the task of printing three thousand volumes of "Collection of Emperor's Poems and Fu", and the other one was obtained from rescuing Li Xiuning.

Then today, I received a poem and was praised by Yang Guang.

The last one was a reward for perfectly declining the offer of Emperor Yang Guang to become his minister.

However, when he thought of that time when the waterwheel structure diagram and the windmill hydraulic structure diagram were shown in succession, Yang Qian felt his liver hurt.

Four treasure chests, System Dad, let’s discuss it, don’t make a fuss, can we give you some useful information?

These are the troubled times that are coming, and I need your support.

After Yang Qian prayed silently and ritually, he finally began his journey to draw the treasure box.

A piece of note paper appeared floating in the air.

Yang Qian looked at this piece of paper with the recipe and recipe of fried chicken fillet on it with a look of emotion on his face, and his whole body collapsed.

Another note appeared floating in the air.

Fried chicken wings recipes and recipes...

"Fuck!" Yang Qian sat up directly, covering his heart with his hand.

At this moment, Yang Qian felt that this was even more exciting than the system's coquettish trial on the verge of death in front of Emperor Yang Guang on Yuelingtai Mountain.

Nima! System dad, can you be a little darker?

The third note gradually became reality. The structure and cross-section of the human-powered multi-functional thresher...

Finally, Yang Qian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't three rounds of fried chicken, otherwise he would have thought about wiping his neck.

Looking at the unopened treasure chest at the end, Yang Qian felt heartbroken, his liver ached, and his waist ached and thought for a moment.

He let out a long sigh and closed his eyes peacefully.

Forget it, it seems that the Feng Shui in Yangzhou is not suitable for me, so I will continue after returning home.

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After another day of rest in Li Mansion, Yang Qian said goodbye.

It has been out for nearly half a month, just to give a gift for the Double Ninth Festival yesterday.

Now that the mission has been completed, Yang Qian should quickly return to Yingze to report the good news to his mother.

Li Yuan stood outside the door of the mansion, quite reluctant to leave. "My dear nephew, how many more days will you stay?"

"My nephew thinks about it too. It's just that his mother is worried about him at home, and it's his first time traveling far away.

Now that things have happened, it would really be inappropriate not to go back."

Li Yuan nodded helplessly. "That's the same reason, but it doesn't matter. It only takes a day to get from Dongdu to Xingze."

"If you ride a fast horse, it will only take half a day. If my nephew has time, he can go to Dongdu and tell me about it."

"Erlang misses you a lot and said you told him many interesting stories. Haha..."

I saw Li Yuan stroking his beard and smiling meaningfully, and Li Shimin and Li Xiuning standing behind with strange expressions.

Thinking of the stories I told Lu Ban Li about his erroneous views.

Yang Qian smiled awkwardly.

At this time, a group of knights rushed towards this side, and the leader was none other than his uncle Han Shi'er.

After exchanging pleasantries with Li Yuan, Han Shi'e, who was still wearing heavy armor, looked at Yang Qandao reluctantly.

"I didn't expect that my uncle and you would just meet each other, and you would be going back to Xingyang."

"My uncle has to guard His Majesty's palace. These days, it is difficult for him to have free time to come see you. You are leaving today and I have nothing to give you."

"Come here, bring me my knife."

A Forbidden Army cavalryman walked over quickly and offered a heavy Yanyue sword with both hands.

After Han Shi'er took it, he handed it directly to Yang Qian. "My uncle's Yanyue Sword will be given to you."

Li Yuan, Li Xiuning, Li Shimin: "???"

Yang Qian: "???" What the hell, Yang Qian's whole body is not feeling well.

"Uncle, isn't this appropriate?" Yang Qian had lived for two lifetimes and this was the first time he saw someone giving this thing as a gift.

"This is my uncle's thing. If I say it's suitable, then it's suitable. Take it and don't be polite to me."

Han Shi'er was very heroic and authentic.

Yang Qian, who had a handsome appearance and a face like a crown jewel, was dressed as a frail scholar and stood there with a dark face, holding a heavy Yanyue Sword.

Li Yuan and his son couldn't help it, they all grinned with joy.

This was the first time that Yang Qian saw Li Xiuning's usually indifferent pretty face, with a bright smile blooming like a peach.

Han Shi'er's eyes lit up when he saw it. "Yes, although you look fragile, you still have a lot of strength."

"That's right. Unfortunately, uncle, I don't have time to teach you martial arts.

But with this big sword that I have used with my uncle on the battlefield for more than 20 years to defend myself, I will retreat naturally when I am young."

Yang Qian just laughed. Is this thing the same as a house-killing artifact?

Han Shi'er specially pulled Yang Qian aside, speaking very mysteriously.

"Even if you meet someone who wants to commit murder, just show me this big knife and go forward."

"...Get up there?!" Yang Qian's eyes froze.

"Nonsense, as the saying goes, one force can defeat ten. As long as you can use this big sword, how many people can resist it?"

“Back then, my uncle had just started practicing swordsmanship, and he had not even learned a few moves before he enlisted in the army because of the war.

A secret that your grandfather told me not to be passed down." Han Shi'e whispered proudly.

Yang Qian looked at this ferocious and bright Yanyue sword, and it was true that the two-foot-long blade alone also had such a heavy weight.

Once it is exposed, it will make those young people understand that this is not something ordinary people can afford to offend.

He handed the Yanyue Sword to his attendant and bowed respectfully to Han Shi'e. "Thank you, uncle."

Han Shi'e thought for a while, then supported Yang Qian again, looking extremely solemn.

"In today's world, well, there are always little ones who disturb the people and harm others. My little nephew, you have to practice your martial arts hard.

The more skills you have, the more money you can save your life, do you understand?"

Yang Qian looked blankly at his uncle, who was unprecedentedly serious.

Perhaps, even if my uncle was not keen on politics, as a famous general of the Sui Dynasty, he might have his unique sense of war.

Thinking of the era in a few years when the world will be in chaos and heroes will rise together.

Yang Qian nodded and said solemnly, "Don't worry, uncle, my nephew will definitely work hard and not let my uncle down."

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"Okay, uncle, I sneaked out secretly, so I won't give it to you.

When you return to Dongdu, don't forget to come to our house for a reunion. Otherwise, I will go to Xingze to look for you in person."

The arrogant Han Shi'er dropped such a sentence that stunned Yang Qian.

He said hello to Li Yuan, then hurriedly rode off the way he came.

"Your uncle is such a wonderful man, haha..." Li Yuan patted Yang Qian's shoulder and smiled.

Yang Qian was also smiling, but his face was a bit dark. He really couldn't understand what was so wonderful about his old uncle.

Lu Ban Li watched with envy as those Sui cavalrymen wearing helmets and armor gradually moved away.

"Father, when will my child be able to go into battle and kill enemies and make achievements like General Han?"

"Wait until your kid stops being so naughty..."

Li Yuan turned around, looked at this overly lively dog, and said helplessly.

ps: Thank you to my book friends, Maple Leaf (Tintin), Maple Leaf (Tintin), and Warhammer: Total War for your support. There are so many recommendation votes and collections. I am happy, grateful, and continue to pray.


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