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

Chen Qing looked him up and down in satisfaction.

It's a pity not to participate in bodybuilding competitions with this physique!

Even being a general is much better than being a craftsman!

He couldn't help looking at Xiangli Xi's exaggerated chest muscles, "No wonder Ling'ai's chest muscles are so developed, it's genetic!"

"Master Zuo Zhonghou, what did you say?"

Xiangli Xi didn't understand why and asked.

"Oh, what I mean is, Mr. Xiangli holds his head high and hides eight feet, so majestic."

"The adults have won the prize."

Chen Qing turned around: "Bring me my high-grade gold sore medicine."

……

The two iron eagle guards looked at each other: Chen Zhonghou started acting aggressive again.

They learned this word from Chen Qingxian.

I didn't know what it meant at first, but when I think about it carefully, I feel endless aftertaste.

"My lord, your golden sore medicine."

One of them took out the wound medicine distributed by the Black Ice Platform and offered it with both hands.

"Mr. Xiangli, let me apply the medicine for you first."

Chen Qing said enthusiastically.

"Oh, no, no."

"How dare you bother Mr. Zuo Zhonghou."

Xiangli Xi was flattered and waved his hands again and again.

"You and I are officials in the same dynasty, so what's the matter?"

Chen Qing walked around behind the other party, "Don't move, the powder is precious, it's a pity to spill it."

Xiangli Xi was immediately moved beyond measure.

Who is spreading rumors behind Mr. Chen's back?

He has lived for such a long time, and he has never seen such a caring and magnanimous official as Chen Qing!

If I meet such a shameless person next time, I will definitely not spare him!

Chen Qing dipped his fingers in the powder and smeared every bloody spot on Xianglixi's back, secretly happy in his heart.

I found a treasure!

It was delivered to the door by myself!

Once upon a time, when he was smuggling salt, he suffered from the crossbows of officers and soldiers. As soon as his business of copper and iron shops started to improve, he thought about making firearms.

Unexpectedly, this thing is easy to say, but when it comes to actual operation, it is almost impossible to do it.

The firecracker was made first.

But because the power is too small, it was quickly eliminated.

Matchlock guns have also been produced, but the loading speed is too slow.

Chen Qing experimented several times, and also passed it.

The Qin army's crossbow array is the best in the world.

In the army ratio, the proportion of crossbowmen is as high as 30%.

And the equipment rate of individual crossbows has reached an insane 80%!

What's even more amazing is that people will shoot three times in rounds, and then go forward with each other.

It's really hard to say who will win and who will lose if you stand and fight with matchlock guns and Qin Jun's crossbow array.

If even firearms are used, they still can't beat the Qin army in the cold weapon era, isn't that a big joke!

If it happened that the official historian recorded such a sum, Chen Qingke would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever.

After some hesitation, the firearm was completely sealed up by him.

When you meet a skilled craftsman, get out the flintlock or revolver.

"Master Chen, my wound seems to have been well medicated."

Xiang Lixi heard a scalp-numbing 'hehe' laughter from behind, and Chen Qing seemed to be drawing circles behind his back with his fingers, so he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

"Oh, all right!"

Only then did Chen Qing come to his senses, and quickly put away the golden sore medicine.

"Mr. Xiangli, what position is he now?"

"If a villain is not talented, he will become a great craftsman in the Shaofu."

Xiangli Xi bowed and said.

"Master..."

As soon as Chen Qing heard it, he knew that anyone who had anything to do with "craftsman" in the Qin Dynasty was definitely not a high-ranking official.

"I don't know if Mr. Xiangli is willing to come to my side and do things for me?"

"How many people are there in Qin Mo's faction? Are there many skilled craftsmen like making treadmills?"

Xiangli Xi raised his head abruptly.

There are a large number of hidden weapons arranged in the mausoleum of the first emperor, and mercury is used as the water for rivers, rivers and seas, and it goes back and forth, instilled with each other.

No matter what, non-skilled craftsmen can't do it.

There is also the dome of the underground palace, where precious stones from all over the world are gathered to form a constellation, and if the size is slightly wrong, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Most of Qin Mo's faction were transferred to build the imperial mausoleum, and the manpower was beyond their means.

Where can I have free time to do things for Chen Qing?

"The villain eats the king's salary, and it is a matter of loyalty to the king."

"It's not that I don't want to work for adults, but that I have a duty."

"Please forgive me, my lord."

Xiangli Xi politely declined the other party's request.

"Is that so..."

Chen Qing quickly figured out the reason.

Once there is coal, iron will soon be found.

A hydraulic forging machine has also been developed, and it is not difficult to add a hydraulic drilling machine.

The best craftsman in the world is right in front of him, but he just missed the door!

Do you want……

Chen Qing shivered violently.

If I tell Shi Huangdi not to build your imperial mausoleum, he will definitely kill me, right?

But if I don't say it, I will feel uncomfortable all over!

Chapter 58 Competing with Qin Mo

As night falls, the Milky Way hangs high.

The Imperial Study Room of Xianyang Palace is brightly lit.

Ying Zheng pointed to a scroll, and carefully taught Fusu to identify the state of mind of the officials when they wrote the letter, and figure out how much exaggeration, concealment, and fraud were contained in it.

"That's why... Weichen thinks that good steel should be used on the blade."

"Many of the craftsmen who will be in the Shaofu are those with outstanding skills. I want to mobilize some and build the industrial foundation first."

"If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools."

"If..."

Chen Qing carefully considered his words. Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zheng stopped talking and turned around abruptly.

He immediately felt a strong sense of oppression and buried his head deeply.

"I don't know how many craftsmen you want to mobilize?"

Ying Zheng asked coldly.

"Uh, not many, 100 people are enough."

"Actually, fifty is fine."

Chen Qing sensed something was wrong, so he changed his words and lowered it by half.

"Heh, heh."

With a gloomy expression on his face, Ying Zheng hurried towards him.

"Father, calm down."

Fusu hurriedly begged for mercy.

Ying Zheng ignored it, staring at the back of Chen Qing's head, wishing he could cut it off with his sword.

"You want to release the prisoner and the civilian husband, and the widow approves you."

"Because you have contributed to the construction of the water mill, which can be regarded as canceling each other out."

"Now you even have your eye on the craftsmen who built the imperial mausoleum!"

"The widow asks you, what else do you want next?"

Chen Qing pressed his head lower: "I don't ask for much, I only hope that Daqin is stronger than in history."

Ying Zheng was in a better mood, but his anger remained.

"With fifty craftsmen mobilized, will Daqin be stronger?"

"If you don't accumulate a few steps, you can reach a thousand miles. If His Majesty is merciful and allows you to mobilize a hundred craftsmen, maybe you will start faster."

Chen Qing said bravely.

"you!"

"Chen Qing, you really deserve to be killed!"

The first emperor paced back and forth angrily.

"The talented officials who will be the young mansion all come from Qin Mo's faction."

"The widow gave them to you, how to build the imperial tomb?"

"Are you here to fix it?"

Chen Qing said calmly and forcefully: "Your Majesty, no matter how magnificent the imperial mausoleum is, after thousands of years, it will be a pile of loess. As time goes by, it may be buried deeply, and no one will know about you again." name."

"But what the humble official has done may be passed down forever."

"Whether another 1000 or 1 years pass, the world will eventually remember that it was Daqin who first invented them."

"It was Daqin, the first to have the fire of industrial civilization."

"It is Daqin who established a great achievement that no one has ever seen before."

"Because Daqin has a wise man with great talent..."

Before Chen Qing's flattery was finished, Emperor Shi Huang waved his hand impatiently: "All right, all right."

Listening to other people's flattery makes me feel at ease.

But listening to Chen Qing's flattery, I always feel that this thing is secretly bad.

It doesn't taste right!