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Lei Jia said: "Uncle Feng, what does your lord mean?"

Feng Bo said: "Your Excellency understands how you are, General, so I don't tell you. In fact, Your Excellency did this to prevent problems before they happen."

Seeing that Lei Jia still didn't quite understand, Feng Bo simply explained it to him directly.

"General Lei, you are upright and upright. You are a loyal subordinate and a good general who is considerate and considerate to his subordinates, but you are too sentimental. However, a superior can't just have both ability and political integrity. You also need to know how to check and balance, my lord. Letting the craftsmen work in the workshop and giving them enough wages is the justice of an adult. It is the benevolence of an adult to let the craftsmen call their families to work together in the workshop, but it is also a means of an adult. Understood?"

Lei Jia suddenly said: "What Uncle Feng means... Your Excellency deliberately asked the craftsmen to bring their families to the workshop, intending to exchange the safety of their family members for the loyalty of the craftsmen?"

Feng Bo nodded silently.

Lei Jia frowned immediately: "If you don't use the suspect, you don't need to be suspicious of the employing person. If your lord does this, if you let the craftsmen know, you will definitely be chilled."

"How can you be chilled?" Uncle Feng laughed and said, "My lord gave them food and gave them work. This is a gift from heaven to them."

Lei Jia looked blankly at Uncle Feng: "Uncle Feng, why do you make me more confused the more you talk about it? Isn't it you, this is an adult's method?"

"But have you ever thought that this is also a kind of protection?" Feng Bo said, "My lord allows the families of the craftsmen to work in the workshop, which means that these people will be the master's people in the future. If anyone dares to touch them , that is to startle the snake, and the adults will definitely pursue it."

Lei Jia stared blankly at Uncle Feng, apparently dumbfounded by Uncle Feng's words.

Seeing Lei Jia's appearance, Uncle Feng stretched out his hand and patted Lei Jia's shoulder and sighed lightly: "What your lord said is that it is better not to tell the general about some things."

Lei Jia came back to his senses and looked at Uncle Feng with a complicated expression: "Uncle Feng, you..."

Uncle Feng picked up the broom beside him: "Oh, I just remembered, your Uncle Wu asked me to sweep the backyard together, I have to hurry over there, General, you can do your work too."

After Feng Bo finished speaking, he took the broom and left. Lei Jia looked at Feng Bo's back. He had seen this back for decades, but today he suddenly felt a little strange?

Lei Jia lowered his head and walked out with a pensive expression on his face, but he never noticed that C, who was standing behind the pillars in the corridor, C first looked at Lei Jia who was leaving, and then at the direction where Uncle Feng left, thinking for a while, Turned around and went to look for Wushuang.

Wushuang is writing and drawing again. He often sits at the desk to write and draw recently. Although he is in the workshop, he only asks B to come forward to help him monitor the progress, while he stays in the room and writes and draws. When C looked at it before, he didn’t see what it was, but when he looked at it now, it had already taken shape, so C could see it at a glance.

"Your Highness, is this...a bow and arrow?"

The guards on the tower of the prison bar carry bows and arrows all year round. If someone dares to escape from the prison, the bows and arrows in the soldiers' hands will shoot the opponent to death without mercy.

But Wushuang's bow and arrow are different from the ones Bing has seen before. The bow and arrow are very simple, but Wushuang's looks very complicated.

Sure enough, Wushuang smiled and said: "This is not a bow and arrow, this is called a crossbow. Compared with a bow and arrow, it is smaller and easier to use, and it does not require strong arms. Even a child can use it. The key is its range. And the hit rate far exceeds that of bows and arrows."

"is it?"

The Yaozu's natural strength is not as strong as the Spirit's, so when Bing heard that it doesn't need too much arm strength, he immediately became very interested in the crossbow. He looked at Wushuang and asked, "Your Highness, can I pick it up and take a closer look?"

Wushuang chuckled: "Of course."

Bing immediately happily took the drawings of Wushuanghua to look at them. Wushuang's paintings were very detailed. He drew out each structure of the crossbow in detail, and wrote notes on the side.

It's a pity that Wushuang himself knows that character, because it's all simplified characters, and Wushuang doesn't know Xia Dynasty's characters. To put it bluntly, he is no different from an illiterate now, but neither B nor C can read. The only way is to use simplified characters to annotate first, and then find someone to translate later.

It’s just that the translator is hard to find, and you have to have no second thoughts about Wushuang. Originally, Wu Hui is fine, but Wu Hui is too busy recently, so it’s not convenient for him to find Wu Hui. Then there’s Lei Jia, Wushuang thought, Observe for another two days, if there is no problem, it will be thunder armor.

Bing had already read the blueprint, he put the blueprint back gently like a baby, and asked Wushuang in a low voice: "His Royal Highness is not looking for those craftsmen to make stone mills, but to let them make crossbows for His Highness. ?"

Wushuang smiled: "If you want to make a stone mill, you must also make a crossbow. We must first be able to protect ourselves before we can go to a well-off society together."

Bing and Wushuang's time is not too short, and he has already cultivated the ability to not be surprised if Wushuang pops up some new words.

Bing thought for a while and said, "Your Highness, I just met General Lei outside."

Wushuang said: "What happened to him?"

C said: "He looks very confused, as if there is some problem he can't figure out."

Wushuang laughed: "Oh, I know why, let him go, don't worry about it."

But Bing said: "Your Highness, the person I want to talk about is not General Lei, but that Uncle Feng."

"Uncle Feng?" Wushuang blinked, "Who is that?"

B: "It's the old man with gray beard who came with General Lei."

Wushuang: "...General Lei brought more than one old man."

Bing scratched the back of his neck and thought hard: "That's... the one with the most white hair!"

Wushuang bit her pen, tilted her head and recalled: "...Oh, I probably know who you are talking about, what happened to him? Look at a very honest old man."

Bing frowned and thought for a long time before coming up with an adjective: "He is very smart!"

"Wisdom?" Wushuang stared, "You know how to use the word wisdom now? Didn't you just know smart before?"

B was a little embarrassed: "Smart is not suitable for him. In short, he told General Lei that your highness not only has both ability and political integrity, but is also very resourceful! He is also protecting the families of the craftsmen, Your Highness, do you think he is very wise?"

Wushuang was surprised and said: "Really, I'm just talking about Lei Jia's temperament, how did he survive under Xiangkang's hands all these years, it turns out that there are experts behind him to guide him!"

Bing nodded: "Your Highness is right, that Uncle Feng is indeed a master."

Wushuang immediately put down the banknotes in his hand, and said to Bing: "Where is Uncle Feng now? Bing, go and help me invite someone over here."

C nodded: "Yes, Your Highness, I'll go right away."

Wushuang urged: "Go."

Bing went to the backyard and easily found Uncle Feng who was chatting and working with Uncle Wu. He walked up to Uncle Feng, instinctively respecting this wise old man, and said softly: "Uncle Feng , our lord invites you to go over there."

"What?" Uncle Feng was taken aback, "Your Excellency, he wants to see me?"

C nodded: "Yes."

Uncle Feng was puzzled: "But I am such an old man, why would your lord want to see me? Is it... General Lei is here?"

Bing glanced at Uncle Feng, shook his head and said, "No, General Lei has already left."

Uncle Feng's eyes obviously stabilized a bit, and he sighed: "Oh, that's it, then...then wait a moment, I put down the broom, and I will follow you to see your lord."

Bing said: "It's good to call me Bing, this is the name given to me by adults."

Uncle Feng was a little surprised, a human race would actually name a monster race?It seems that this lord really loves this little demon clan in his hands.

Uncle Feng put down his broom and said before leaving, "Wait, let me have a word with my old friend, is that okay?"

C nodded: "Of course."

Uncle Feng turned to Uncle Wu and said, "Old Wu, if General Lei wants to find me later, you can help me tell the general that I was called away by the adults, you are not being lazy."

Uncle Wu hadn't come back to his senses yet, but was called back to his soul by Uncle Feng, he was stunned for a moment and nodded to Uncle Feng, "Oh, I, I know, don't worry."

Uncle Feng followed Bing to Wushuang's place.

Not long after he left, Uncle Feng heard Bing in front of him suddenly say: "Did you just ask the other party to inform you?"

Feng Bo's heart trembled, and his face changed slightly after he followed Bing: "Why do I not understand what you said?"

B thought to himself: "It doesn't matter if you understand or not, I just want to tell me that my adults will never bully the weak, let alone kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Uncle Feng looked up at Bing's back, two cat-like ears pricked up, and a long and thin cat's tail behind him, this is indeed a monster, but this monster raised its head when walking chest, firm and powerful when speaking, Uncle Feng has never seen such a monster in his life, even if it is not because of his different appearance, Uncle Feng will think that he is actually the same as himself. personal race.

Speaking of it, whether it is human race, monster race, or even spirit race, there is actually not much difference in appearance between everyone, they all have eyes, ears, mouth, nose, hands and feet, and only one heart and one life. A hundred years ago, the "betrayer", the Spirit Race and the Yaozu became the situation today. To put it bluntly, what did the current Yaozu and the Spirit Race themselves do wrong?Why can't he look like a human race and live a normal life?

Thinking of this, Uncle Feng suddenly laughed for some reason.

B heard it, and turned to look at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Uncle Feng quickly put away his smile and said, "Cough, no, it's nothing."

Bing looked at him carefully again, knowing that there must be something, but he didn't continue to ask, he just said to Uncle Feng: "Here, you can go in directly, the adults are waiting for you inside."

"Yes, I'll go in right now."

Uncle Feng pushed open the door and hurried into the room, fearing that B would say something shocking again.