Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

Silk, satin, brocade hats and mink fur can only be owned by a very small number of people, and the vast majority of people still rely on rags and flax to keep out the cold in winter. The pillows and bedding are filled with kapok, and there is no cotton for weaving.

Wei Ji looked at the parchment on which the mecha figure was drawn for a while, put the thing back, and then recalled where the cotton was brought to the Central Plains, and where would he pass if he walked west from the Central Plains, where there was cotton Is the place now called Shendu or Tianzhu?

These things are really a bit biased for him. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of where to find cotton that can be used for weaving and heating. He can only keep this matter in his heart and let the caravan go out when he returns. There are several trade routes, and there are many places to go, and you can always find what you need.

Compared with these mechanism armors, heating is indeed more important. After all, this thing is really equipped for soldiers, and it is estimated that few soldiers can learn to use it.

This thing is too cumbersome to wear as clothes, and the bow and crossbow weapons it carries can't be replenished after they are used up. With this time, the enemies are rushing over. Instead of thinking about how to make it smaller, it is better to build some big ones and fix them directly on the city wall. What is important is that defending the city is not charging, and defense is the most important thing.

Wei Ji asked a group of noisy masters to stop, said his meaning tactfully, and then took out another roll of parchment and handed it over. For weapons, the manufacturing method described above is too cumbersome, so he simplified it a bit. Anyway, they don't need to attack the city, so they naturally come out of it as they are prudent.

Mechanism A can continue to research, but before he gets the cotton, there is a high probability that it will be useless in winter, and even if the caravan can find cotton seeds as quickly as possible, it will take time to plant, cultivate, weave and even pluck cotton. The most important point is that he always feels that even if this thing can come in handy in the end, it won't be on the body of their guards.

The armor itself is not light, and with all kinds of delicate parts inside, and some bow and crossbow blades and even silver needle darts, the weight is really unbearable for ordinary people.

Wei Ji thought about the combined weight of everything, and shook his head, thinking that the soldiers who could bear it had to be found from the Qin army.

After the drawings are sent over, he is not important anymore. He has been studying these brain-intensive things for the past few days, and he will not come here again. If there is something to do, let other people come. Yaotian is more suitable for him.

Farming consumes physical strength, thinking about this thing will cause hair loss!

The young man touched his hair with lingering fear, making sure that it was still smooth and supple, and he was relieved that it didn't fall out and fly in the wind like those unlucky brothers.

He is still young, he really doesn't want to be extremely smart, his hair is a treasure, and he can't say anything less.

Wei Ji looked at the few masters with thinning hair in front of him, sighed a few times, and then turned around to leave. He came here today not only to deliver things, but also to check how the new batch of armors were cast.

Diqiu built several iron-making furnaces in the past two years. They are fine iron smelted with a new method. The armor made is better than the previous ones. It is not easy to satisfy people with refined iron. The formula was determined after two years of research, and the armor made this time is the first batch.

Outside, Prince Si and Xiao Jia saw him coming out from a distance, put the spear in their hands back on the weapon rack, and ran over happily. Brother Ji was the most generous to him, but now it is only because he is too young to hold a weapon safely. When he grows up in a few years, brother Ji will definitely arrange all the weapons and armor for him.

It doesn't have to be too good, he is satisfied with being the same as his uncle. There is no coward in Daqin who dare not go to the battlefield. My father is strong and can work for decades, so he will definitely have a chance to go to the battlefield in the future.

When he can lead troops to fight, the Wei people will wash their necks and wait. Regardless of Anyi or Daliang, his invincible cavalry will crush everything.

Wei Ji looked at the child who was more excited than before, rubbed his head, then turned to look at Xiao Jia who had been following the little guy, without asking what happened.

However, Xiao Jia doesn't know why the emotions of children of this age change. He is almost 20 years old, not a little doll who is less than ten years old, and he really doesn't understand the psychology of the little doll.

"Okay, let's go and see how the armor is. If there are no accidents, there may be a copy of you inside." Wei Ji smiled and changed the subject, ignoring the surprise eyes of their little guard, just let He quickly followed.

There are not many generals in the state of Wei, and there are only a handful of generals who can lead troops. Xiaojia is rare to have talent. It was not obvious when he was young. With the training of these years, what should appear has also appeared. In his brother's opinion , and then throw this kid into the Qin army for a few years of training, and he can take office directly after he comes back.

Soldiers can't do anything if they haven't seen blood, and generals can't and haven't seen blood.

Prince Si looked enviously at the little guard who suppressed the excitement in his heart and didn't jump up directly, tugged at Wei Ji's sleeve and said eagerly, "Brother Ji, Si'er wants it too."

He is good at cavalry and archery, and the soldiers who can go into battle may not be as good as him. Others have armor, and he wants it too.

"Si'er good boy, children grow up too fast, the armor has to be replaced every year, and it will be prepared for you when you grow taller than Brother Ji." Wei Ji said unhurriedly, the temptation of the armor I understand, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't bear the weight, he would also want to get a set to wear.

The setting sun fills the dust, Hu Qi hunts the autumn, who doesn't want to ride a horse and bend a bow to shoot a big eagle?

Uh...it seems a bit of a joke.

The young man rubbed his ears, forgetting the scene of his own gun sweeping a large area behind him, and happened to arrive at the warehouse where the armor was stored, and asked the guard to open the door and skip the topic.

It's just that he wanted to skip it. The little prince obviously didn't give up so easily. When he didn't see the armor, he was just thinking a little bit. After seeing it, he wanted it more than anything, and the drool was about to stay.

He has never seen such a bright armor when he grows up so big. If he wears such a suit and walks under the sun, will he be as mighty as a god descending to earth?

The little prince looked at the row of neat white armor with his face up, pinched his arm to bring himself back to his senses, stood up straight and made gestures for his height, and then thought about his growth trend in recent years , his eyes lit up and he realized that things were not as bad as he thought.

If it is enough to be taller than Brother Ji, it will be fine in three or four years!

The Qin people are stronger than the Central Plains people, no matter how tall Brother Ji grows, he will not be much taller than Wei Gong, but his father is much taller than Wei Gong, so he will definitely not wait until seventeen or eighteen to grow so tall .

Having armor means that he is qualified to go to the battlefield. If he is qualified to go to the battlefield, he will be able to lead the troops himself after a few more years of hard work. The future is so bright, and if he doesn't work hard, he will be sorry for the big and tall people in his family.

Xiao Jia looked at the little prince who was still sullen and smirked for a moment, scratched his head and felt that he was too old to understand what the child was thinking.

Wei Gong, the Qin soldiers who haven't appeared in Diqiu for a long time are rare. They don't come to ride horses like refugees. Instead, they change into coarse linen clothes and drive the carriage to Diqiu. If they are not stronger than the Central Plains people Too many, the guards guarding the city may not even recognize that this is a Qin person.

The city gate order came out in a hurry and looked at the Qin soldiers who were completely different from the previous few times. After all, they still asked the people as usual and then took them to the palace. These people were holding tokens from the emperor, not bad people in disguise. You can let people go.

The city gate commander brought him to the gate of the palace with question marks all over his head, tilted his head and saw that the guards in the palace had the same reaction as he did just now, and then went back in a low voice.

When did Qin people become so refined?

In fact, the Qin people did not become gentle, but had to abandon their fast horses and choose a carriage, because this time they brought not only news from the battlefield, but also a few puppies from Xirong Jin.

The puppies have just been weaned and can't stand the bumps, and if they don't pay attention, they will lose their lives. Even if they can ride fast horses, they dare not ride. Xirong sent two of them here, and they were all sent by the king to Weiguo. It doesn't matter if something goes wrong, who is responsible for the bastard?

In the palace, Wei Gong looked at the two puppies lying on the cushion, put the battle report aside, squatted down and poked the seemingly harmless soft belly, "Is this a Hudi wild dog puppy?"

It’s so small that I can’t tell what it will grow into in the future, but it’s not something ordinary to be offered by Xi Rong. When the tribes in the west came to Luoyang to pay tribute, they gave mastiff dogs. I heard that they are very powerful. I don’t know if these two What does a dingo look like when it grows up.

The mastiff is a tribute to the royal family. When the Zhou royal family was prosperous, all the barbarians and barbarians would pay tribute. Now that the Zhou family is declining, not to mention the barbarians outside the Central Plains, few of the serious vassal states want to go to Luoyang to meet the emperor, so He has never seen what a mastiff looks like.

Wei people are good at poetry and books but not good at field hunting. Although there are hunting grounds in the country, they are not used much. It is enough to go out and ride horses once in a while, but if you can't shoot your prey with a bow and arrow, it is no worse than throwing it outside.

The soldier of Qin who led the team scratched his head naively when he heard his words, "Your Majesty, this is not a mastiff, it is a blue dog. When it grows up, it can't compare to ordinary hounds, and it's smaller than a fox, but it's a housekeeper. The courtyard is enough, Qing An looks small and exquisite, but is actually more spiritual than a mastiff."

Wei Gong looked at the puppies whimpering and licking his fingers with some surprise, he didn't expect these two to be such rare and precious dogs as Qing Yan.

It is small like a fox, and its black beak is good at guarding. According to legend, when King Zhou of Shang Dynasty imprisoned King Wen of Zhou, the courtiers of King Wen spent a lot of money to search for rare treasures in the world in order to rescue the monarch who was trapped in the court song. Finally, they got a blue dragon and dedicated it to Zhou. Then King Zhou released King Wen. The legend is a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to show that this dog is rare.

Xi Rong is not a fool, Qin and Sanjin are fighting fiercely, even if they were scared by Qin before, they will not rush to deliver things at this time, unless the battle has already been resolved, and Qin won very well .

The battle report that was placed next to it was finally picked up again. Wei Gong stood up and opened the parchment, walked back while looking at it, saw what was written on it, and almost fell on the steps.

Sun Junshi had a clever plan, tricked the coalition army into an ambush circle and killed the opponent's [-] elite soldiers with only more than [-] troops. Did he read it wrong or did Qin Gong write it wrong?

One hundred thousand elite soldiers!

Ten times as many troops as Sun Boling!

Just like that, they were all killed? !

Wei Gong opened his eyes wide in shock, only one sentence remained in his mind: Army Master Sun is indeed a talent!

The author has something to say: Sun Boling (waving his hand modestly): Play normally and play normally~