Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

Fusu was very surprised.

It takes [-] days to do it manually, but only [-] days to hydraulically peel the bed. This speed is more than ten times faster!

"It's still slow."

Chen Qing said with emotion: "If we can build a more powerful machine and a machine tool with higher precision. For such a simple breech-loading artillery, cutting the barrel for 10 minutes is considered slow."

He put down the stone bomb in his hand and slapped the dust off his fingertips.

I forgot when, Chen Qing mentioned in front of Fusu that he wanted to set off a salute at the wedding for fun.

On the one hand, it deters those who are not ministers, and on the other hand, it adds a bit of joy to the wedding.

As a result, the words quickly reached the ears of the first emperor, who greatly supported the matter, and immediately ordered the commander-in-chief to make ten cannons to show the grandeur of the royal princess's wedding.

Chen Qing didn't even have the nerve to poke at his small thoughts.

Just say what you want, and find a lot of reasons.

The point is that after Emperor Shihuang did this, Chen Qing still had to accept his affection.

After all, after the cannon is made, it will be fired once at the wedding, and then it will be pulled to the north and erected on the Great Wall.

No matter how you say it, the First Emperor is his father-in-law, and the love that should be paid can never be forgotten.

When Chen Qing frowned and thought hard, Lu Xianweng cautiously stepped forward and called softly, "Master Shaofu."

"Old deer."

"But the glass is made?"

Chen Qing put away his distracting thoughts quickly, and asked calmly.

He glanced unexpectedly, and there was a young man with a cautious expression beside Lu Xianweng.

Lu Xianweng nodded excitedly: "My lord is indeed a genius!"

"Three days and nights of small trial production, and finally made a large piece of glass with the method you taught."

"Now the tinsmith is stepping up to apply the tin foil, and the little one is watching from the side..."

"Wow! That's really a fine detail, even the hairs on the nose can be clearly seen."

Chen Qing tapped his belly impatiently with the back of his hand: "That's all right, all right, once you tell me something good, why do you get offended?"

"Who is he?"

Lu Xianweng quickly pointed to the young man beside him and introduced: "Oh, this is a new alchemist named Fang Ying. He was the one who figured out the method of removing the variegated colors in the glass. The young one dare not take credit for it, so I brought him along. Come together."

Chen Qing nodded: "Fang Ying? Sure enough, a hero born a boy."

"You can think of a way to remove the variegated color of the glass, and you must be the best among your peers."

"I will definitely reward you!"

Fang Ying knelt on the ground, bowed and said, "My lord, I don't want any rewards for the younger one. I just ask you to let me go home and reunite with my wife and children. There is an eighty-year-old mother on the villain, and a three-year-old child on the bottom."

"Since the villain entered Xianyang, there has been no news. I don't know what to worry about at home."

When Fang Ying talked about sad things, she couldn't help feeling sad, and kept wiping away her tears with her sleeves.

"It's because I failed to understand my subordinates."

Chen Qing looked solemn, and helped him up with both hands: "Since your family is worried about you, why don't you bring them to Xianyang. Lei Huosi will provide all the food and clothing for the house."

"You can just serve the court with peace of mind."

Fang Ying froze for a moment, and shouted anxiously: "My lord, I don't want anything, I just want to go home!"

"Hey, that's not right."

"My hometown is where my heart is at ease."

"When your wife and children take over, Xianyang will be your home."

"Come here, inquire about Fang Ying's household registration, and order Kuai Ma Tong to send his family to Xianyang."

Chen Qing turned his head and ordered.

"grown ups!"

Fang Ying was trembling all over: "The little one wants to go home, please don't trouble the little one's wife and children."

"No matter how you want to deal with me, the little one will never disobey."

Before he finished speaking, tears of sadness flowed down his face.

"hiss……"

"Is this officer that scary?"

"You have committed a crime! Why should I punish you?"

Chen Qing was slightly annoyed.

Fang Ying is young and flexible.

Of course, he couldn't easily let such a talent go back and continue to make a living in alchemy and Taoism.

But I took your family to Xianyang with good intentions, why do you seem to be in a catastrophe?

"My lord, please let the little one go."

"You said that whoever can make credit can be sent back to his hometown."

"The little one just wants to go home!"

Fang Ying's knees gave way, and she knelt on the ground begging.

The craftsmen around did not dare to show their atmosphere, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, pretending not to see all this.

Lu Xianweng shouted angrily: "Fang Ying, get up quickly!"

"Chen Shaofu wants to reward you, why are you so ignorant!"

He grabbed the opponent by the back of the collar and said with a poignant smile, "My lord, he must have come from a long way away and he is not acclimatized, and his head is plagued!"

Chen Qing nodded slowly: "I look like it too."

Relying on his strength, Lu Xianweng pulled the limp Fang Ying up: "My little man, take him down to wash his face, and rest for two days and he will be fine."

"When his family member arrives in Xianyang and sees his old friend, it is unknown whether the plague will heal without medicine."

Chen Qing waved his hand: "Take him down."

Fusu watched this scene quietly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

From his point of view, although Chen Qing's behavior was unexpected and disregarded etiquette, at best he could be regarded as unrestrained and informal.

Never be like Fang Ying, afraid of him like a tiger.

"It made His Highness laugh."

Chen Qing cupped his hands in embarrassment: "I didn't expect that Weichen was so notorious among the alchemists. It stands to reason that I was not the one who demoted them to slavery. Why do they blame me?"

Fu Su was silent.

It would be disrespectful to say that again.

-

A remote mountain temple outside Xianyang city.

At sunset, the lonely carriage meanders through the rugged path, and finally stops slowly in the sparse woods outside the temple.

The door curtain of the carriage was opened, but what came out was not women and children, but a mysterious man with a bronze mask and a healthy figure.

He looked around for a long time, and after hearing a few rhythmic birdsong, he walked into the temple with confidence.

After walking along the secret path behind the statue for a long time, I finally arrived at a secret room with dim candlelight.

Eight people gathered here a long time ago. After hearing the sound of footsteps, they all stared at the entrance of the secret passage.

They breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the familiar bronze mask.

After the visitor nodded, he found his seat and sat down.

Nine people sat in a circle, but a stone pier was left empty.

"Ren Jiang can't come."

Someone sighed with emotion.

The rest were silent, all of them felt sad for the death of the rabbit and the fox.

The Xie family has two origins, one is the Ren surname Xie in ancient times, and the other is the Jiang surname Xie.

When the old Chu Xungui and Xie's house were searched from the Black Ice Terrace, those present guessed that another comrade was about to die.

"Can everyone's desire to perish from the Qin Dynasty disappear?"

An old man asked excitedly.

"But if there is one breath left, Qin will perish!"

"The hatred of the country and the family will last forever!"

"My whole family died at the hands of Qin Bing, and I live on earth just to pay blood for blood and tooth for tooth!"

"Although Ren Jiang is dead, those who died in Qin will continue to succeed!"

In the process of Qin's unification of the world, blood was shed.

Opponents of the Qin Dynasty have never ceased, and there are countless such secret associations, large and small.

It's just that this branch has a particularly strict organization and the most powerful force.

"A cup of turbid wine, send Jiang Huangquan to walk on the road."

After everyone held the memorial ceremony in the secret room, they began to closely plan the next move.

They are all in a single-line connection, and they don't know each other's names, but they are willing to share their resources with their companions.

Soon, disputes began to arise.

Kill Yingzheng, Fusu, and Chen Qing.

Three options were before them.

"Or throw the pot to make a decision?"

I don't know who suggested it.

Everyone nodded slowly.

An ear piercing bottle was placed on the stone table, and each of the nine people held a feathered arrow.

"Those who kill Yingzheng vote for them."

After the words fell, one of them threw the feather arrow in his hand into it without hesitation.

However, the rest were all indifferent.

"This matter should be considered in the long run, and if we act rashly, our chances will only decrease."

Those who speak up basically represent everyone's ideas.

Is Ying Zheng so easy to kill?

Moreover, as the Qin State became stronger and stronger, perhaps they didn't realize it, and they also vaguely had the idea that this was the destiny.

After a short silence, the host shouted again: "Those who kill and help Su will vote!"

Clang.

Another feather arrow was thrown in, and then it was silent.

"Fu Su's heart is soft and his hands are soft, it is difficult to become a great weapon, and it is useless to kill him."

Some defended themselves, and most nodded in agreement.

Seeing that no one was throwing arrows, the host continued to shout: "Those who kill Chen Qing will shoot!"

clang!clang!clang!clatter...

A series of seven feathered arrows were thrown in one after another.

"Qin State's criminal law is strict, and the people complained. But this man abolished the harsh punishment and showed kindness to the people. Nowadays, Fusu's reputation is praised everywhere, and the people in the head of Guizhou are full of expectations for Daqin again. If you don't kill him, it will be bad!"