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

"Late last night, Xiang Lixi, a master craftsman in the Shaofu's residence, sent a battle invitation to this official."

"I want to compete with my official in the art of construction."

"Now that I'm employing people, I don't know who is willing to work for me?"

Chen Qing scanned the crowd majesticly.

"Master?"

"He... he must have saved us."

"Master! Disciple, I'm sorry!"

When the craftsmen heard Xiangli Xi's name, their expressions immediately changed.

Some people even couldn't help covering their faces and sobbing, their expressions were extremely sad.

Chen Qing waited for a long time, but no one responded to him.

The craftsmen lowered their heads, assuming that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

It is simply impossible for them to use the skills they learned from their master to deal with Qin Mo's faction.

Even if you want to kill their heads, it's still the same.

"It seems that no one is willing to help me?"

"Forget it, then I will let you go back."

Chen Qing waved his hand and let the door out.

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The craftsmen suddenly raised their heads and looked at him incredulously.

"Chen Zhonghou, are you serious?"

"My lord, you can't lie to a villain."

"Are you really willing to let us go back?"

When they heard that they were going to be let go, everyone was excited, but at the same time they couldn't believe that Chen Qing would be so kind.

"When will the official's words not be counted?"

"Not to mention a group of ungrateful villains, so what if I let you go?"

"I can't imagine that the dignified Mo family has fallen to such a point now. Only half of the great virtuous and good people are missing. Instead, there are so many villains like you."

"Hmph, what's the comparison?"

"Go back and tell Xiangli Xi that I don't bother to compete with Qin Mo, that's all!"

Chen Qing showed anger, turned around and flicked his sleeves, as if to leave.

"My lord, wait a moment!"

"Has Qin Mo ever been ungrateful?"

"My lord, please stay!"

The craftsmen were in a hurry, shouting and chasing after them.

This is not an era in which future generations are shameless and invincible.

During the Warring States period, it was called the collapse of rites and the destruction of music, but it has not yet completely collapsed.

Propriety, righteousness, sincerity, and trustworthiness are still universal moral concepts.

If Qin Mo is accused of being ungrateful, he will immediately become a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats, and he will simply cut himself off from the world!

Chen Qing paused, turned around and said with a cold face: "What else can you say?"

"Your Majesty wanted to kill you before, so I stood up and begged for you."

"Now you don't pay attention to my orders, isn't it ungrateful?"

"You are now reduced to slavery, and life and death are all tied to the thought of this official."

"This official treats you with good food and drink, but has no intention of repaying you. Isn't it a sense of injustice?"

"Is there something wrong with being ungrateful?"

The disciples of the Mo family turned red, and were too ashamed to speak.

"My lord, it's not that I don't want to work for you. It's just..."

"Master's kindness to us is as great as a mountain, how can we help you deal with your fellow disciples."

"My lord, if it's something else, even if I go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, I won't frown, but..."

To help Chen Qing is to betray the master.

It would be ungrateful not to help him.

The seven craftsmen were caught in a dilemma, looking miserable.

"You have a point."

Chen Qing nodded silently.

"Thank you, my lord, for understanding my difficulties."

"My lord, if you are not willing to do it unless it is a small one, you really can't do it."

"If you have other errands, the little one is willing to do the work of a dog and a horse."

The seven began to express their loyalty one after another, with a very solemn attitude.

"How about this."

Chen Qing changed the subject: "I only use your help to build utensils, and compete with Qin Mo. No matter whether you win or lose, I will burn the slave documents after the competition, and let you go back to reunite with the teacher. I think Mr. Xiangli will understand you Waiting for the difficulties, I will not blame you."

"If you still don't want to agree, then you are deliberately planning to be that ungrateful person!"

"I am ashamed to compete with Qin Mo, so let's go away!"

The seven craftsmen hesitated and kept winking at each other.

If they don't help this, if Chen Qing ruins the reputation of the Mohists everywhere, they will become eternal sinners of the master's sect!

But if they help him, what will Master think of them?

After thinking about it, one of the elders cupped his hands and said: "Chen Zhonghou, please keep your word. Once the competition is over, let me be free."

The rest of the people thought about it, sighed and echoed at the same time.

Qin Mo lost a game, but his skills were inferior to others.

But if you bear the reputation of being ungrateful, you will never even think about raising your head in that lifetime.

"If Lord Chen keeps his promise, I'm willing to help."

The corner of Chen Qing's mouth curled up: "Okay!"

"This official promises a thousand gold, how can he break his promise and become fat?"

"You have to use [-]% of your skills, don't fool me."

The craftsmen nodded and said yes, and they never dared to lie.

"hey-hey."

Chen Qing looked at the seven of them playfully.

I keep my promise and put you back in the division.

But soon Qin Mo will be under my command, and you are still working under my command.

Do you think it's a coincidence?

Chapter 60 The Eternal Sinner Hu Hai

For several days in a row, Chen Qing was never seen in the imperial tomb camp.

In order to allow him to concentrate on the competition, Fusu allocated a space in Yichun Palace for them to use.

Most of the materials needed were allocated by the internal treasury, and they spared no effort to help him win.

"You all come and see."

Chen Qing held a chain connected end to end, and his eyes couldn't help showing admiration.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe it?

According to what he said, the Mohist craftsman actually made a bicycle chain by hand!

He only said the general appearance, and someone suggested: "This thing should be made with a press."

As a result, Chen Qing saw that the so-called press was the original version of the punch!

There is also the button post in the middle link. The craftsmen first pulled out the iron wire, then cut it out according to the same size, and finally quenched it to strengthen its hardness.

He doesn't need to mention everything too much, he will know it himself!

"My lord, I have made the gear transmission mechanism you mentioned."

A craftsman holds a long and neatly arranged gear set in his hand and offers it with both hands.

The shock in Chen Qing's heart was even more indescribable.

He was afraid of failing to make a chain-driven bicycle, so he casually mentioned that this thing can also be driven by gears.

Who knew that people would create a real thing soon!

He took it in his hand and carefully screened it.

Not to mention how practical and durable it is, at least the idea and style are completely correct.

"You guys, you guys."

Holding the gear set in his hand, Chen Qing turned around and cursed at Li Yi and the others.

"As people grow brains, you also grow brains."

"But you have pig brains!"

"When someone grows hands, you grow hands too."

"But your hands are dumber than pig's hooves!"

"If I hadn't met you bastards, why would I be in such a bad mood?"

Chen Qing was really depressed.

If he had met a Mohist craftsman earlier, wouldn't the various products of later generations in his mind have become reality long ago?

How could Zhao Chong lead a group of big soldiers to break into the door?

"Boss, I'll wait..."

"Please forgive me, my lord."

"I'm really stupid, I'm embarrassing my boss."

The craftsmen of the copper and iron shop were downcast.

At the beginning, they relied on their status as Chen Qing's old subordinates, and wanted to overwhelm each other.

They never expected that it was only when they got started that they found out that their crappy craftsmanship was not worthy of carrying shoes for others.

The two sides are at odds!

At this time, many people were too ashamed to lift their heads, and they didn't even dare to call themselves "craftsmen" in the future.

With their little skills, I'm afraid they are not even qualified to learn from the disciples of the Mohist school. How can they dare to be called "craftsmen"?

"Everyone in Qin Mo has skills like yours?"

Chen Qing couldn't help asking.

"Uh... about [-]% to [-]% are about the same as us. There are also brothers who are more ingenious than us, and some are not as good as us."

The Mohist disciple replied honestly.

Chen Qing sighed even more.