Through the otherworldly peerless

Uncle Feng entered the house, and C stood at the door to watch the wind, not letting anyone approach him.

Wushuang was looking at the picture he had made, as well as the annotations next to it. If there was something unclear, he picked up a pen and re-edited it.

Hearing someone coming in, Wushuang put down his pen and raised his head, smiling and shouting to the person: "Uncle Feng is here."

Uncle Feng hurriedly knelt down: "This subordinate dare not."

"Uncle Feng, get up quickly, Uncle Feng," Wushuang didn't expect to laugh at someone, who knelt down, and quickly went to pull him up, "Uncle Feng, I came to you because I have something to trouble you. "

Feng Bo was anxious all the time on the way here, he thought Wu Shuang knew something, now he heard that he had something to trouble him, he was stunned for a moment and said: "My lord, if you need anything, just ask."

Wushuang asked, "Can Feng Bo know how to read?"

Uncle Feng was startled. There are not many literate people in Baicheng, and the total may not exceed ten people. When Wushuang asked this suddenly, Uncle Feng felt uneasy again. After hesitating for a moment, he replied nervously: "... Know a thing or two."

Wushuang cheered: "That's really great!"

Wushuang cheered, and pulled Uncle Feng to the case table, "Uncle Feng, come with me."

This time the title has changed, Feng Bo stared at Wushuang, feeling like he was on a roller coaster for only a few tens of seconds, it was a thrill.

But he doesn't know at the moment, what's more exciting is yet to come.

Wushuang brought him to the desk, and showed Uncle Feng a drawing he had drawn: "Uncle Feng, look at this."

Uncle Feng took it with both hands, and looked closely in front of his eyes, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became, and his skinny hands trembled slightly.

Seeing him watching for a long time, Wushuang saw that the expression on his face was unpredictable, and he couldn't see what he was thinking, so he asked aloud: "Uncle Feng, what do you think?"

Uncle Feng's legs softened, and he knelt down in front of Wushuang.

Wushuang was dumbfounded: "Why... why did you kneel down again? Did I say anything?"

Feng Bo knocked his head three times: "My lord, my lord, please forgive me, my subordinates didn't see anything today, please rest assured, my lord!"

"How could I not have seen it?" Wushuang reacted belatedly, "Uncle Feng, you misunderstood, I have no other meaning, no... I just want you to do me a favor, look at the one marked on my picture. Is there a text?"

Uncle Feng refused to get up, so Wushuang could only squat in front of him, pointing to the annotation he had written and showing him: "Do you know this word?"

Uncle Feng looked surprised: "Is this a word?"

"Yes," Wushuang said with a wrinkled face, "it's a pity that only I know this word."

Uncle Feng was surprised: "Wang Cheng writes such characters now?"

"That's not true," Wushuang scratched his face, and said vaguely, "I will explain this problem to you when I have a chance in the future. In short, I came to you just to ask you to translate for me and mark what I wrote. Make it into a text that you can understand. When I hand over the picture to Ding Wei and the others later, I will need your help. Although it is not difficult for him to make this thing, it is fresh after all. I am afraid that without these annotations, Ding They were a little confused for a while."

Uncle Feng looked at the picture, pursed his lips and said, "Indeed."

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Craftsmen like Ding Wei and others can sharpen a stone knife or make a stone mill on weekdays. These finer and more skilled ones have to be practiced slowly. This is also the reason why Wushuang likes Ding Wei. Wei Wei is young and quick-witted, with the help of a group of old craftsmen beside him, coupled with Feng Bo's wisdom, it must not be difficult to make a crossbow.

Wu Shuang happily said: "So, Uncle Feng, you agreed?"

Uncle Feng looked at Wu Shuang, with a slightly immature face, beautiful and gentle. When he smiled, his eyes were so clean that it seemed that as long as these eyes looked at you, you couldn’t help but believe him and agree to whatever he said. he.

Uncle Feng was also aroused by these eyes, he looked at Wushuang and asked softly: "Can this subordinate ask your lord a question?"

Wushuang nodded: "Of course, Uncle Feng has something to say, but it doesn't matter."

Feng Bo said: "This picture... was drawn by the adults himself? Maybe it's because my subordinates are short-sighted, and I don't seem to have seen such a bow and arrow in my impression."

Wushuang: "This is called a crossbow. It can be regarded as an evolutionary version of bow and arrow. Its range and accuracy far exceed that of bow and arrow. The key is that it doesn't need too strong arm strength, and children can use it."

Uncle Feng swallowed: "My lord... do you know what I'm talking about?"

Wushuang: "What does Uncle Feng mean?"

Feng Bo said: "If this thing goes to the battlefield..."

Feng Bo stopped, Wushuang nodded clearly: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with this. We can do it, and others can do it too. Our advantage is that we can use it before them, and compared to crossbows, explosives are the best." Terrible weapon."

Uncle Feng was puzzled: "Explosives?"

Wushuang sighed softly: "Uncle Feng, I don't really have any big ideas. What I'm doing now is just for self-protection. Now that I have become the master of Baicheng, I hope that my people can settle down in my city." In Leye, every household can eat enough and wear warm clothing.”

Feng Bo looked at Wu Shuang and knew that he was not lying.

Wushuang said again: "But it's not just the human race, it doesn't matter whether it's the monster race or the foreign race, as long as they want to, they can also regard Baicheng as their home."

Uncle Feng exclaimed: "My lord! How can you say these words in front of your subordinates?! This is... but you are defying the public opinion!"

Wu Shuang smiled: "I've always hired people without suspicion, and I don't use people with suspicion. I believe in Uncle Feng and General Lei. I have to explain some things clearly to you. If you feel that there is a risk, you should directly reject it. It's better than afterwards." When you find out that you are on my thief ship, it is much better to be restless and make some wrong decisions?"

Talking about making a wrong decision is a betrayal, but Wushuang changed the way of saying it, and I always feel that it sounds less scary and not so ugly.

Feng Bo lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time without speaking.

Wushuang didn't rush, just waited for him.

Feng Bo suddenly laughed, looked up at Wushuang and said: "I thought that this was the only thing I would do in my life, although living to my age is something that many people would wake up from their dreams with laughter, but When I dreamed back in the middle of the night, the old man was still a little bit unwilling. After thinking about it, it was probably because he had read a few books and boasted that he had some skills. It was so wasteful. I am really sorry for the husband who taught me, and now I am an adult. Willing to give this old man a chance... From now on, whatever the lord orders, this old man must swear to his death to complete it for the lord, if there is a second heart in the middle, I will let the old man die without a place to bury him! After death, his soul will enter the Nine Netherworld, and he will never live in peace!"

Wushuang said in a low voice: "I don't think Jiuyou should be so scary..."

Feng Bo: "What did your lord say?"

"It's nothing!" Wushuang clasped his fists at Uncle Feng, "Then there will be Uncle Feng!"

Wushuang said, coughing lightly: "Then... can we get up now?"

Uncle Feng lowered his head and found that he was still kneeling, and smiled: "Yes, yes, it's the old man who is confused, please hurry up, my lord."

Wushuang held Feng Bo's arms, and the two stood up together, Wushuang said: "In this case, then... it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, let's start now?"

Uncle Feng nodded: "Yes, listen to your lord."

Ding Weiji and the family members of the craftsmen all came to the workshop early in the morning on the second day. When Wushuang came, he was surprised to see the blackness in the yard.

"Why... so many people?"

Wushuang walked up to Ding Wei, counted the ones that Ding Wei had brought, and there were six of them. Wushuang asked Ding Wei, "Are these your...sisters?"

Ding Wei was a little embarrassed: "It's my lord, I have six older sisters."

Wushuang glanced at old man Ding: "The old man...is really amazing."

Old man Ding said with some shame: "My lord is just joking, but I have always wanted to have a son, but who would have given birth to six daughters in a row, and finally finally had an old man like Ding Wei. At last, I didn't let the old Ding's family come to me." After the skill is perfect, it can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors."

The world at that time was patriarchal, but we can’t blame people for being pedantic. After all, everyone lived by farming. Women’s strength is not as strong as men. If there are few men in the family, the whole family may die To starve to death.

It is conceivable how desperate the people of Baicheng would be when Xiangkang recruited all the strong men in the city to serve as soldiers.

Therefore, when Wushuang called, several craftsmen brought all the women in the family here, not to mention the wages or not, as long as they could have a bite to eat and save their lives.

Wushuang looked at the people in front of him, but felt a little worried: "But my workshop can't have so many people for now..."

Everyone turned pale when they heard Wushuang's words, and knelt down on the ground.

"My lord, my lord please let us stay, we don't need wages, just give us some food, please, my lord, please."

"My lord, please let us stay, please let us stay..."

"Please, my lord..."

A group of weak women kowtowed to themselves and begged for mercy, crying and yelling to stay, but Wushuang couldn't resist, so she said softly, "Then...then let's stay first."

The women burst into tears of joy, knelt down and kowtowed to Wushuang several times, causing Wushuang to jump.

So many people came today, Wushuang didn't know how to arrange it for a while, so he could only let them go back first. Before leaving, Wushuang seemed to be reluctant to look at them. His forehead started to sweat.

After everyone left, Wushuang immediately ran back to the house, lying on the desk and sighing.

Seeing him distressed, B said: "Your Highness shouldn't be soft-hearted just now, there are so many people, how can we afford it!"

Wushuang sighed: "I don't want to, but a group of weak girls are crying like that, I... I'm soft-hearted!"

As he said that, Wushuang realized that they seemed to be missing someone, and raised his head and asked B: "Where's C? Why didn't you see him?"

B said: "He went to find Lei Jia."

Wushuang was taken aback: "Looking for Lei Jia? What is he looking for for Lei Jia?"

B said: "It is said that we want to compete."

"Ah?" Wushuang didn't expect Bing to be so bold now that he dared to challenge others. Thinking back to when he first learned that Wu Hui was a general, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he dared to challenge others now. General contest?