This time, Kong Lianyi seemed to have realized something, widened her eyes, and thrust her palms and said, "Brother, I understand, you used fire to directly ignite what you said just now... Wax air, yes, it is wax air. Although this wax air is like smoke, it is actually homogeneous with candles. Lighting this wax air is like lighting a candle. Therefore, candle fire can be rekindled, not a flying fire outside the sky, and the fire dragon is in the sky?"

With excitement and excitement, her fair little face turned red.

Because of her spirit and wisdom, and her long-term love to hang out with Confucius, she understood and accepted this kind of physical thing faster by teaching her words and deeds.

Kong Lianshun is no less smart than her, but he is a semi-finished product of traditional education in classics, history, and collections of classics, history, and tragic in his bones. Instead, he didn't realize so quickly, and only caught something faintly. Now, he heard the little sister Kong Lianyi shouting, and then he was a little surprised. He scratched his head and sighed: "Brother Ning explained this, and then he realized that the previous 'two dragons reach the sky, and the fire in the air' was not the power of spiritual gods and ghosts, but also the principle of burning wax air! Alas, Kong Laozi once said, "I don't say that the strange power is in chaos, and I am really not bullying me!"

Kong Lianyi rarely did not refute her brother, nodded secretly, suddenly woke up, frowned, tilted her little head, and said with hesitation: "Big brother, so, my sister's previous action of attracting fire dragons and the fire-induced spell, actually has no effect?"

Ding Bao was a little surprised by the girl's agility and intelligence, and did not answer directly. He laughed: "Is it useful? You can see it yourself."

After saying that, she held two candlesticks in both hands. Just like when she demonstrated before, she first used gilded scissors to re-trim the cotton cords that had been burned into a stamen, and then used a fire-starting object to ignite the two candles together.

When the candlelight is burning, first place one of the candlesticks flat on the table, hold the other candlestick in hand, and hang it above the candlestick in the past.

Without any warning, he blew out the candle below and then held the candlestick above in his hand. He neither measured the distance with his forearm before, nor did he perform any strange specific actions to attract the fire dragon. He did not whisper in his mouth, but just watched the smoke rising up in the lower candle.

When the smoke rises to a certain height, use the flame of the candlestick in your hand to gather leisurely on the highest smoke, simple and casually. With a "puff", the brilliant fire dragon appeared again, winding down, and instantly penetrated the candle wick. The candle that had just been blown out below burned again.

After three experiments, they directly compared and combined with Ding Bao's explanation of the truth, the facts are all there and the truth is thorough. At this point, the two of them have no doubts.

Seeing Kong Lianyi's eyes shining brightly and eager to try, Ding Bao smiled and handed her the candlestick, "Come on, try it yourself."

Kong Lianyi quickly took the candlestick, took a deep breath, then picked up the scissors and went to trim the candle wick first.

Ding Bao was only concerned about how to explain it easily. When he was idle, he immediately noticed Kong Lianyi's skillful and almost subconscious action. Then he woke up. In addition to causing trouble, the candles at this time were actually very inconvenient to use. Because the candle wick is made of cotton thread and stands upright in the center of the flame and cannot be burned to char, so he must use scissors to cut the remaining candle heart from time to time, which is very troublesome.

Unconsciously, I suddenly remembered the popular poem "Cutting Candles" by a poet who I loved in my previous life. I thought to myself that the scene should be very beautiful. When I was in the mood, I took a sip of tea and couldn't help but chant softly: "Why should I cut the candles in the west window together, but I said... when the night rain in Zhongnan is raining."

The act of reciting poems is about emotions, but after reciting the first sentence, I feel that it is not good. There are at least two pairs of ears next to it. Who knows if there is Bashan in this world, and I can't show any horses? So I had an idea at the last moment and changed the Bashan in the original poem to Zhongnan.

Kong Lianyi was closest to her and was the first to hear it. However, she didn't like poetry since she was a child, and only felt that this poem felt great. Her eyes lit up and she silently wrote it down. Then she devoted her mind to the latest improved version of the "Cannon Candle" experiment.

As a person who understands poetry, Kong Lianshun was shocked when he heard this, he suddenly looked up and looked at Ding Bao with a complicated expression. His lips whispered a few times, but he didn't say anything.

In fact, Ding Bao brought him too much shock and surprise. Now he is a little numb.

Kong Lianyi played several times, until she got it thoroughly, and then she thanked her happily and left happily. Whether she forgot or intentional, she did not mention the bet.

When Ding Bao and Kong Lianshun were left in the guest room, Ding Bao looked at Kong Lianshun and frowned and said, "You quirky sister, don't you deliberately ignore it and want to cheat, right?"

"That won't be. The Kong family doesn't have such rules." Kong Lianshun was determined.

"That's true?"

"It should...not... right?"

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Xiyan Confucius Mansion is located in the deep and quiet Sanshui Street. There are many literati and scholars living here. In addition, they are far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It is one of the few pure places in Xiyan City, which is bustling all day long.

After the fifth update, in front of a two-story building with carved beams and painted buildings in the back garden of Kong Mansion, Kong Lianyi, who was wearing a goose yellow skirt, tiptoed to open the door, his face was slightly tired, but there was no trace of sleepiness at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, and he was full of excitement, as if he was eager to share a big secret with the owner of the small building, and he didn't want to delay it for a moment.

"Ripple?" A weak and tired voice came from the study room upstairs. He did not see anyone, but only hearing this sound made people feel distressed and felt a little sad and pityful.

"Little cousin, you haven't slept for another night!" Kong Lianyi was worried about disturbing the owner of the building to rest, but when she opened the door carefully, she saw the candlelight burning brightly. There was a warm fragrance of candle oil burning in the building after a long time. She didn't know that her energetic cousin, who had been busy all night, could not help but complain.

"Okay, little housewife. I still have half of the book written here, so I can't get up, come up by myself." The woman upstairs seemed to frown when she spoke, and there was a hint of helplessness in her delicate and tired voice. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, it would be hard to imagine that a person's voice would contain such complex and clear emotions.

Kong Lianyi wrinkled his nose. When he went upstairs, he deliberately stomped his feet and expressed his dissatisfaction and distress. But when he turned the handrail and saw the mountains of books in the study, there was almost no place to stand, especially on the 10-foot-long mahogany desk, all kinds of books, books, and letters piled up half a person high, completely blocking the thin and diligent woman behind him. Suddenly, he felt a little unbearable and couldn't help but lighter.

As if I felt her mood change, the woman behind the desk smiled softly, and her tone became brighter, "Why, who made our Ripples unhappy? Didn't I have arranged for them to repair and teach Kong Lianshun a lesson in front of the city gate?"
Chapter completed!