Yang Mansion Backyard!

The fog in the house was boiling, and Yang Fan took a comfortable hot bath.

The chill has faded, but I am still a little excited.

The anger that was stirred up by Changsun Wugui has not been vented yet. This cannot be solved by taking a hot bath.

Since that's the case, of course I need to vent my excitement and hug Wu Meiniang who rubbed her back.

"Oh, my husband, be careful, the water will splash Mei Niang's clothes..." Wu Mei Niang struggled and scolded.

"That's right. I'll have to change it later anyway, so it's better to take it off and save trouble." Yang Fan smiled.

The two of them treated each other honestly.

"Mr...."

"Um?"

"I'm taking a shower, don't move..."

"Um!"

"Langjun...you go find your sister?"

"I dare to dislike this husband, I should be punished..."

Moan!

Finally, Wu Meiniang fell softly on the bed, not wanting to move.

The soul seemed to be thrown out of the sky, his mind was in a daze, and his soft body seemed to be hit by the waves.

After resting for a while, Wu Meiniang slowly recovered and lay on her wide chest and drew circles.

Beautiful eyes stared at Yang Fan affectionately and asked in confusion: "Why are you so excited today!"

Yang Fan smiled, of course he couldn't tell the reason.

If Wu Meiniang knew that she had endured the anger that Changsun Wugui had stirred up, it would be a big deal for the house.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's face darkened and said, "What this means is that the husband did not feed Mei Niang before? It seems that he has to implement family rules again!"

"Mei Niang is overwhelmed... Mei Niang doesn't mean that!" When Wu Mei Niang heard Yang Fan say this, she quickly explained.

I am really afraid of punishing her for a moment, so I will not have to sleep until I wake up tomorrow.

Of course, Yang Fan also knew that this delicate body could no longer bear it.

As the saying goes, too much is too little, so I just look at her with a smile.

After discovering that she was teased by Yang Fan again, Wu Meiniang raised her hand and slapped her chest while saying unyieldingly: "Mr. Lang is simply too bad!"

Yang Fan smiled and squinted his eyes with a refreshed look, which was so comfortable.

A drunken beauty is the supreme dream of a man.

Although he did not have the ambition to take charge of the world at this time, it is a good choice to have a beautiful woman.

After a while, only a slight breathing sound was heard in the room. It was obvious that Wu Meiniang was so tired just now.

But after venting, Yang Fan was not tired at all, but instead felt that the sticky bed became cold.

Then he suddenly woke up. This was the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago. There was no air conditioner or something, so no wonder it was a little chilled.

Wu Meiniang can't sleep like this, it's easy to feel the wind and cold.

The weather will get colder and colder, and it seems that you have to find a way to make this cold winter live happily.

I remember reading a report in my previous life. Since there are records, the Tang Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty were two small ice ages, so the winter was particularly long and very cold.

This is also the reason why the Tang Dynasty was prosperous but it was full of disasters.

It is unrealistic to install air conditioners. After all, there is no electricity. If you burn carbon in the house and put a stove, you are afraid of carbon monoxide poisoning.

Alas, it's really difficult!

Soon, Yang Fan patted his head and said, "Isn't there something called kang?" Just get it up just by just getting it up."

In fact, fire pits were already in the Later Han Dynasty, but the fire kang at this time and the fire kang in later generations were very different.

Because the ventilation effect of the fire pit at this time is extremely poor, if you are not careful, the room will be filled with smoke and water, and some even smoke but not hot kangs, so the popularity rate is extremely low.

In the Tang Dynasty, big-name households prefer to make charcoal fires in their rooms to keep warm.

But wood charcoal is very expensive and not affordable to ordinary people.

Another thing is that if the ventilation conditions are not good, it is easy to cause carbon monoxide poisoning.

Of course, the ancients did not understand what carbon monoxide was, but they knew it could kill people.

Therefore, wealthy families usually send servants to guard the brazier and ventilate after a while.

As a time traveler, Yang Fan certainly didn't want a servant to watch over his bed all night, so making a kang is the best way.

He did what he thought of, Yang Fan asked the little maid Xing'er to clean up Wu Meiniang for a while, and then got up and entered the study.

Although Yang Fan did not live in the Northeast, he knew how to make a kang in the later era of information development, so of course he did not need to spend money to exchange drawings in the system.

It took more than an hour to draw the drawings, and then Yang Fan drew out the drawings of the kang.

Taking the drawings, Yang Fan walked out of the study room. While thinking about where to build it, he thought about what materials he needed.

At this moment, the little girl Xing'er hurried over and reported: "Young Master, a Taoist priest in the front yard asked for a meeting, saying that he had met the young master in Xuantian Temple."

Yang Fan's heart suddenly broke out, "I'll go, why are these Taoist priests catching up with the door?"

Could it be that these old masters of bulls have calculated that I am possessed by a "monster" and are here to eliminate monsters today?

But it was soon denied!

After all, it has been more than a month since we last met. If these bulls really saw that they were possessed by monsters, they should have come out to deal with themselves long ago, so why should they wait until now?

Since you are here, let’s meet! I just don’t know if it’s Yuan Tiangang or Li Chunfeng?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan said, "Please invite the Taoist priest into the main hall." He said that, and turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Not long after, the Taoist was brought in, and Yang Fan was so shocked that he almost dropped his chin.

It’s not that Yang Fan didn’t know the person he came, but he recognized the Taoist at a glance, Li Chunfeng.

However, Li Chunfeng, who was originally covered in black hair, had a faint gray hair, and his originally rosy and shiny skin also looked much older.

Compared with the outstanding appearance of a master who was a month ago, he is at least ten years older.

What's going on?

If it's makeup, it's a bit too powerful.

Yang Fan trusted his sharp eyes very much because he could not see any signs of makeup.

Seeing Yang Fan's surprised expression, Li Chunfeng looked a little sad. He did not listen to his uncle Yuan Tiangang's advice and forced his calculations.

Not only did he not calculate one, two, and three, he instead damaged his own foundation.

If Yuan Tiangang hadn't helped him with treatment for more than a month, the injuries on his body might have been cured now!

Li Chunfeng shook Chen and said with a wry smile: "I made Bo Zhongyi laugh. Deduce a way to reveal the secret of heaven and go against the sky. The old Taoist was forced to imput it to be sent to heaven, so he damaged the foundation of Taoism and broke the Taoism."

Yang Fan quickly reacted, smiled and clasped his fists and said, "It's a certain person who is involved in the Taoism. The body of a Taoist practitioner is just a skin. Today, Taoist Li is here. No wonder he heard a magpies screaming in his mansion early in the morning?"

Li Chunfeng's mouth twitched as he heard Yang Fan's words.

Since I am here to visit, of course I know Yang Fan’s whereabouts. This morning, the count in front of me was still standing in the palace!

I really don’t know what his uncle Yuan Tiangang likes about this count, but he actually...

The two guests and guests sat opposite each other, Yang Fan turned to the little maid Xing'er and said, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and make tea for the Taoist priest!"

As a time traveler, Yang Fan certainly didn't know that the admiration of Li Chunfeng as a master of enlightenment is no worse than his master in this era.

The little girl was about to let this master of Taoism in the Tang Dynasty tell her a fortune, but Yang Fan's words still work. She held her mouth shut and turned around and left quickly.

Yang Fan looked at Li Chunfeng carefully, and it seemed that he had no malice, so he felt completely relieved.

I think this old Taoist is not here to find fault today!

So he asked, "I don't know what advice is there when the Taoist priest is going today?"

Li Chunfeng said: "I dare not take the advice. Today, I came to my house. On the one hand, I was entrusted by my uncle Yuan Tiangang to bring something to Bo Zhongyi; on the other hand, I also wanted to ask Bo Zhongyi about the magic..."

As soon as I said this, I accidentally caught a white piece of paper on the table in front of me.

There are several pictures outlined above, with clear lines and supplemented by a font you have never seen before.

The drawings were clear at a glance, and Li Chunfeng certainly knew what it was.

It is obviously the structure of a kang, but it is much more complicated than the kang he saw.

Li Chunfeng was stunned when he leaned over and looked carefully.

This time it was not because of the drawings, but the number of curved figures on the paper like earthworms.

He knew this number, which belonged to ancient India invented for calculating.

According to Li Chunfeng's understanding, no more than five people in the Tang Dynasty could recognize this number.

Yang Fan was the first to write this number familiar.

Li Chunfeng never thought that Yang Fan could learn so much at a young age.

He has great poetry and no calculating skills. Now he can even pick up ancient Indian numbers that almost no one knows in the Tang Dynasty.

No wonder my uncle must make friends with this young count.

It's simply a monster!
Chapter completed!