God Soldier Atlas

Zhou Shu staggered and almost fell.

Did you hear me when I spoke so quietly?

Hear it when you hear it, can't you pretend you didn't hear it?

It's embarrassing for you to ask me that, okay?

Da Sikong, you heard it wrong! It's not me, I didn't say it!

Zhou Shu shook his head again and again.

Yeah?

Yin Wuyou's voice was flat, understated and authentic, Haitang, did I hear you wrong?

No! Haitang said affirmatively, Your servant heard it too. When you entered the door, Your Highness, that's what Master Zhou said!

Zhou Shu: ...

Could it be that Mr. Zhou looks down on me, Sikong? Yin Wuyou said coldly, Is it true that in the eyes of Mr. Zhou, I, Sikong, is a man who manages soldiers, who knows what poems—

No, absolutely not.

Of course Zhou Shu had to deny, I've never thought about it that way, Da Sikong, I'm just a blacksmith. It's only right to use such words to describe me. I don't know a few big characters, so I don't understand poetry.

Really? Director Zhou wants to say again, this is what I heard from the storyteller?

Yin Wuyou said, I remember, the last time I asked Mr. Zhou to write down the poem, it seems Mr. Zhou hasn't brought it yet.

No!

Haitang echoed on the side.

Zhou Shu gave her a supercilious look. Anyway, we can be regarded as comrades-in-arms who have been together for a while, so we don't give face?

Da Sikong, the responsibility of No. 0 workshop is not about reciting poems. Zhou Shu bit the bullet and said, You can't use your power indiscriminately—

I abused it, so what about you?

Yin Wuyou said.

I'll give you two choices, one is to complete this new work, the other is to complete this one, and also complete the previous two.

Zhou Shu: ...

Is this a choice?

This is not a good choice.

Da Sikong, what if I say that I am incomplete? Are you going to dismiss me as the head of No. 0 Workshop?

Zhou Shu said.

That's not the case.

Yin Wuyou said, After all, you are a talent, I'm Da Sikong, it's not like this—

That's good.

Zhou Shu muttered.

However, what you just asked Ben Da Sikong to do, Ben Da Sikong can't do it either.

Yin Wuyou said, It is the responsibility of the chief minister, and there is no such thing as finding information for his subordinates.

Zhou Shu: ...

It is really difficult to raise only women and villains.

Unreasonable, is it really a woman's talent?

Bullying people.

Forgive me, I will never bend down for five buckets of rice!

...

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Shu left the princess mansion with pride.

Inside the Princess Mansion, Yin Wuyou held a piece of paper in his hand, with a disgusted expression on his face.

This broken character, even a three-year-old child can write better than him!

Yin Wuyou muttered something, endured his disgust, and set his eyes on the content of the words.

Spring outing is mighty, it's cold food every year, and pear blossom season. The white brocade has no traces and is fragrant, and the jade trees are piled up with snow. The quiet night is heavy, the floating light is misty, and the cold dip melts into the moon. In the sky on earth, the rotten silver glow shines through.

Yin Wuyou couldn't help chanting softly.

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she even felt a little hot.

It's like a Gushe real person, with a beautiful appearance and a noble spirit. Wanrui is different who believes in it, and he is not in the same rank as Qunfang. The noble spirit is pure and heroic, and the immortal talent is outstanding. It is difficult to distinguish from the earth. When you return to Yaotai, you can see the sky clearly.

After Yin Wuyou finished reading the last sentence, her pretty face had already turned into a red apple. That delicate and charming appearance made people want to take a bite.

Am I that good?

She said to herself.

Who is this real girl?

Yin Wuyou was a little puzzled, she had been well-read since she was a child, but she had never seen the name Gushe Daoist.

And this Yaotai, I have never heard of it, but I can vaguely guess the meaning of it.

Your Highness, this is a poem written by Chief Zhou for you. He is so bold!

Haitang exclaimed on the side.

Shut up!

Yin Wuyou lightly scolded, You didn't see anything today, do you understand?

knew.

Haitang rolled her eyes and said in a low voice.

Tomorrow, go to Workshop No. 0 and send over the materials of those master soldier builders. Also, by the way, who is this real Gushe?

Haitang really wanted to ask, didn't you mean that I didn't see anything today? Why do you still ask me to ask the real Gushe!

Of course, she didn't dare to ask, and if she asked again, Her Royal Highness would become angry from embarrassment.

Haitang exited the room, and when she closed the door, she saw Yin Wuyou fold the paper carefully, and then put it in a book. When she was doing this, His Highness's face was dazzlingly red...

Zhou Shu went all the way back to Workshop No. 0, and he wanted to slap himself a few times in his heart, can't he forge a good iron? It's okay to pretend to be a cultural person...

When he stepped into the gate of No. 0 workshop, Zhou Shu's heart suddenly moved. He stopped and looked around.

After a while, he frowned and entered the gate.

After the gate of No. 0 workshop was closed, there was an indiscernible sound of relief from a tree in the distance.

He didn't know that behind the gate of No. 0 workshop, the corners of Zhou Shu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

...

The red sun was just rising, Zhou Shu got up early as usual, first inspected the progress of Zhang Yibei, Wu Laoliu and others' cultivation, and then pointed out their casting techniques. He was about to go back and start his casting. coming.

She didn't come alone, she also brought a few handymen from the Casting Division, and those handymen were holding a few boxes that were two feet square.

These are the things you want, Your Highness asked me to deliver them.

Haitang asked them to put the box on the table, then waved them to wait outside the door, and then spoke.

These are all the secrets of the Casting Division. His Highness has specially confessed them. They must not be seen by outsiders. After reading them, Mr. Zhou, let me know and I will take them back.

Haitang said.

Zhou Shu nodded and said, Don't worry, nothing will go wrong.

This is the workshop of the Casting Division, and it is heavily guarded, and idlers cannot enter.

Even if someone can sneak into the workshop without telling the guards outside, how can he be considered a vegetarian?

Unless an expert of the third rank or above in martial arts came to be a gentleman, no matter who came, he would be dismissed.

It's okay, you can go.

Zhou Shu was anxious to check Zhu Chuanfeng's information, and waved his hand at Haitang bluntly.

Haitang's feet seemed to have taken root, and she didn't move, which stopped Zhou Shu's hand reaching for the box.

Is there anything else?

Zhou Shu couldn't help asking.

Your Highness asked me to ask you, who is Gushe Zhenren?

Haitang opened the mouth and said.

Zhou Shu: ...

He was speechless. In the past two days, he was speechless more than in the previous year.

It's time to smoke, it's okay to pretend to be a cultural person! Trouble is coming.

Your Highness said, you don't have to say anything about Mr. Zhou, she won't hold grudges.

Haitang continued to speak.

Zhou Shu rolled his eyes in his heart, women have to listen to what they say, and if they don't hold grudges, they will definitely hold grudges.

You said that you are a majestic princess, and you have a grudge against me, a little guy. Is it interesting?

Also, how can we say that he is also the chief Sikong of the Casting Division, why don't we pay more attention to the casting? What's the point of asking poetry all day long?

I would rather offend a gentleman than a villain, and I would rather offend a villain than a woman...

Zhou Shu sighed, and said, There are gods and men living in the mountain of Miaogushe. The skin is like ice and snow, and it is as graceful as a virgin. It does not eat five grains, absorbs the wind and drinks dew, rides the clouds, rides the flying dragon, and travels beyond the four seas.

...

Miao Gushe's mountain is home to gods and men. His skin is like ice and snow, and he is as graceful as a virgin.

Yin Wuyou muttered to himself, her pretty face was getting redder and redder, she couldn't help turning her face away, afraid of being seen by her maid.

Zhou Shu, this guy is really hateful!

...

Ah Choo—

Zhou Shu sneezed, couldn't help but rubbed his nose and muttered, Who scolded me!

The next moment, he flipped through Zhu Chuanfeng's information.

Among the materials that Yin Wuyou asked Haitang to send, Zhu Chuanfeng's was as many as several books. Adding it up, it is estimated that there are hundreds of thousands of words.

This also made Zhou Shu aware of the power of the court again.

Although this is the world of Gao Wu, the strength of the imperial court is not weak at all, and it has managed to control the master craftsmen to such an extent.

These materials recorded almost everything in the life of the master soldiers, including what weapons they had cast, what they were good at, and what their weaknesses were.

Yin Wuyou really trusts me. Zhou Shu muttered, if these materials were leaked into the hands of the enemy country, the enemy country would be able to deal with the master craftsman in a targeted manner.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhou Shu looked through Zhu Chuanfeng's information carefully, not missing a single word.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Although he had met Zhu Chuanfeng several times, he never expected that Zhu Chuanfeng would be so powerful!

This guy has grown up wearing the halo of the protagonist.

Before the age of twenty, he was just a blacksmith in a rural village, not even as an apprentice in a soldier casting. At the age of twenty, he accidentally saved a soldier casting master, and then the soldier casting master accepted him as an apprentice .

From then on, Zhu Chuanfeng seemed to be on the hook.

Just like what Yang Hong said before, it took him five years to become a soldier casting master, and a general soldier casting master would have to go through at least seven or eight years of study before he could become a soldier casting master.

If these five years were not amazing, then in the next three years, he went through a journey that most people would take ten years to become a high-level soldier-casting master.

Afterwards, it only took him ten years to cross the threshold that countless soldiers could not cross in their lifetime, and became a master soldier.

That year, he was not yet forty!

He directly broke the record of the youngest soldier casting master. Before him, the youngest soldier casting master in Great Xia was also promoted successfully at the age of forty.

Not only that, but according to Zhu Bingsi's materials, both of Zhu Chuanfeng's parents died, and he himself has no children, not even a wife. Even the Zhu Bingsi's materials commented that he has almost no weaknesses!

According to the data, Zhu Chuanfeng is not only an out-and-out genius, but also a perfect man, a perfect man with almost no flaws!