"Liang Wu, can you find out what's going on?" Liang Teng sat upright in the study, holding Zhu Jian's head in his hand and didn't raise his head.

"Master Inspector!" Liang Wu lowered his head and bent over and respectfully, "I have not found any suspicious things in the past few days. It is basically certain that this person has nothing to do with the bandit Pang Li."

"Well~" Liang Teng nodded slightly, "Then you'll feel relieved! Take care of him for a while and wait until he recovers from his injury, and give him some money!"

"yes!"

Liang Mansion Room.

After lying in bed for five days, Ning Ze's injury improved slightly. His physical strength, which had fallen to more than twenty points, had recovered to 51 points.

Dr. Yan's medical skills are indeed very good.

No one came to the guest room at ordinary times, only Liang Wu, who was responsible for taking care of him and Dr. Yan, who was treating the doctor, and Liang Teng only met once.

The Liang Mansion seemed to be very busy, and no one paid attention to small people like him.

Of course, when Liang Wu took care of himself, he strodes indirectly and inquire about information every day, and Ning Ze knew it very well. With an IQ advantage of 80 points, plus the two gold fingers defended it tightly.

For an otaku who is used to surfing the Internet every day, it is actually very unaccustomed to living in such a backward feudal society and not being able to access any modern technology.

Every day I habitually look for my phone, and then I remember that I didn’t bring it to you when I traveled through time. Even if I brought it, I couldn’t access the Internet.

Boring, boring, boring.

There is nothing to do yet, so I can only lie down and recover from my injuries. If Liang Wu hadn't accompanied him and used virtual maps to study the world's intelligence layout, I might have gone crazy.

The information of military generals in the city cannot be queried, but there was a Liang Teng in Huajun and a self.

It seems that only generals who have met or met after they have met will appear in the intelligence.

Without this restriction, you will check all the information of military generals in cities every day. Not to mention five days, you won’t be bored for fifty days.

I was about to rust while lying down, and I couldn't stand it if I didn't find anything to waste my time.

"Liang Wu!"

"Hey! Are you going to give me a respect?" Hearing that he called me, Liang Wu came over immediately, "I'll bring the Huer over?"

He thought Ning Ze wanted to go to the bathroom, so he prepared to go to the chamber pot.

"No, no, no," he said quickly when he saw that he misunderstood Ning Ze, "It's sunny today, and I want to go out and bask in the sun."

"But Dr. Yan asked you to rest in bed..."

"I'm almost moldy." Ning Ze smiled, "I'm just basking in the sun at the door. Can I help me?"

"Then... OK!" Liang Wu thought for a moment, came over to help Ning Ze get out of bed, and came to the yard carefully.

Since I arrived in Liang Mansion, this is the first time I saw the scenery outside the house. I felt that the air was much fresher and the warm sunlight made me feel refreshed.

Liang Wu helped Ning Ze to the middle of the yard and stopped at the best sunny position. There was a stone table and two stone benches. The surrounding peach blossoms were gorgeous and the scenery was pleasant.

The only drawback is that a carriage that was dismantled in the corner destroyed the picture.

Seeing his eyes falling on the carriage, Liang Wu said, "This is the old car that the Supervisor has replaced and is about to be dismantled as firewood. But there is a lot of work today and I don't have time to deal with it for the time being."

"So that?" Ning Ze looked at the two fairly complete wooden wheels, thinking.

"Then you are basking in the sun here, I will go into the house to clean it first."

"Wait a minute!" Ning Ze thought appeared in his mind and turned around immediately, "This carriage is useless, right? The mansion should be short of firewood. Can you give it to me?"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Liang Wuyi looked surprised, "This carriage is already broken and cannot be used. Besides, you have no horse..."

"I want to make a wheelchair." Ning Ze said, "At that time, you can wander around without you holding it. It's boring to lie down on the bed every day, and I'm sorry to ask you to help you walk around."

"Wheel...wheelchair?" Liang Wuyi looked confused. He didn't know what a wheelchair was.

"Yes, wheelchair! If you can, lend me a pen, ink, paper and ink."

"This... I have to ask the Supervisor, please wait!"

"good!"

Liang Wu stayed Ning Ze and hurriedly left the yard.

Ning Ze sat in this picturesque courtyard, staring at the damaged carriage, and studying how to design a wheelchair in his mind.

There is no concept of breakfast here, just eat one meal at noon and one meal at night.

However, as an otaku who has been in front of the computer for many years, he is accustomed to hungry breakfast.

I just eat on time when I go to work.

After a while, Liang Wu returned to the yard and brought the four treasures of the study.

However, the one who replaces the paper is the bamboo slips worn together: "The Supervisor agreed, but rice paper is too expensive and rarely used in the mansion. Bamboo slips should be OK, right?"

"It's okay! I'm grateful for being able to lend it to me." Ning Ze nodded and smiled, helping me put it on the table.

"yes......"

"By the way, Liang Wu, can you do a simple carpentry?"

"No! Do you want to invite Uncle Liu here? He is a carpenter."

“Is it convenient?”

"I have to ask the Supervisor!"

"Will it be very troublesome? We should have done it myself, but the injury has not healed..."

"You are here to wait, I will ask the Inspector!"

"Trouble!"

Liang Wu left for a while, and after about ten minutes, he brought back a thin old man, who was also a servant of the Liang family.

Liang Teng is easy to talk to, after all, he has a 72-point personality and a straightforward personality.

When Liu Bo came here, he heard Ning Ze roughly explain the shape and structure of the wheelchair, and he knew it. As he was drawing the picture, he first went to remove the carriage and prepare the materials.

With professional carpenters working together, Ning Ze used his expertise to gradually draw the overall structure of the wheelchair and the patterns of various parts. He did this before traveling. Who would have thought that he would die suddenly during the holidays when he was online alone?

After half a day, Liu Bo made the wooden wheelchair parts according to the drawings. After assembling, a simple wooden wheelchair was born.

With Liang Wu helping her to get into a wheelchair, I felt good. It was quite convenient to walk around the courtyard by myself.

With this, it’s all right to go around or Liang Wu help push it. Don’t worry about getting moldy in the house.

Perhaps curious about Ning Ze's strange things. After listening to the report from Liang Wu and Liu Bo, Liang Teng asked him to speak in the study.

He would not have disturbed him from resting, and he could move freely with a wheelchair, so he had no worries.

So Liang Wu pushed the wheelchair and took Ning Ze to the study room and helped him into it.

"Master Inspector!" Seeing his life-savior again, Ning Ze gave a salute gift with Liang Wu's support.

"You little brother, don't be polite!" Liang Teng quickly waved his hand to stop him, and his eyes fell on the wheelchair outside the door. "I didn't expect you to have such ingenious ideas, it's amazing!"

"The Inspector laughed!" After Ning Ze sat down, Liang Wu took the initiative to exit the study and closed the door.

"It seems that little brother is recovering well?"

"I have to thank Master Inspector!"

"Doctor Yan is the best medical skills in our Hua County, and the wounded soldiers in the army are all treated by him!" Liang Teng smiled and said, "The Yan family's ancestors' wounded medicine has the best effect and is very effective!"

This is true. It has recovered so much in just five days and can be called a miracle doctor.

"Speaking of this, I don't know what the little brother does yet! Judging from your craft, the ancestral carpenter?" Liang Teng looked at him curiously.

Through communication with Liang Wu, Ning Ze knew that the status of craftsmen in this world was not high. Therefore, he shook his head: "I have been studying since I was a child, and my ancestors have never produced craftsmen. I just like to make some things, that's all!"

"Oh? Have you read a book?"

"yes!"

"I don't know what the scriptures are reading? Who did the master come from?"

"Ze has been familiar with Sun Tzu's Art of War since he was a child. Thirty-six strategies were passed down by his parents." This is true. As a teacher, his parents have cultivated his interests and hobbies since childhood. Reading ancient Chinese and practicing calligraphy is a must-have homework. Sun Tzu's Art of War, Thirty-six strategies were just two of the most memorable books of Ning Ze.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War, Thirty-Six Strategies?" Liang Teng looked confused, "Who made up, Liang has never heard of it."

Yet, this world is not the earth.

Ning Ze immediately replied: "It is the ancestor of my Ning family."

"These two volumes sound like military books?"

“That’s right!”

"Little brother, why not talk about the content of these two military books..." Liang Teng was obviously interested in military books, and he also had the meaning of testing him.

But before Ning Ze spoke, the sound of urgent footsteps came from outside the door, and someone knocked on the door: "Father, urgent military information!"

"Come in!" Liang Teng instantly became serious and sat upright.

The study door was pushed open, and a young man who was about the same age as Ning Ze hurried in and came to the front of the case in a few steps: "Pang Lishan..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he found Ning Ze sitting on the left, so he stopped and looked at Liang Teng with confusion.

Father? He is Liang Teng’s son?
To be continued...