The flower slave blinked his eyes, and there was no emotion in his sweet smile: "It's easy to have a few girls, but no one will care about them if they die, but there are not so many in a hurry. Is three enough?"
Yan Shifan shook his head: "It's probably not enough. Let's find two more! At least we have to survive this period of time. I have already thought of a plan to kill two birds with one stone, but it still takes some time."
Zhang Yuan looked at Hua Nu: "Recently, Yan Shoufu is trying to implement the conversion of rice into mulberry in Jiangnan. The people have made a lot of troubles. I have sent people from Dongchang to go over and kill several families and arrest them in the name of conspiring to rebel. When the girls come back, I don’t expect the Supervisor of Ceremonies to interfere."
Yan Shifan nodded and said: "Zhao Wenhua is currently in the south of the Yangtze River and is temporarily in charge of the governor's office. You can ask people from Dongchang to find him as well. The fishermen along the coast are all suspected of being Japanese pirates. If there is a suitable woman, you can also give it to him. Catch him on a crime."
Hua Nu smiled sweetly: "Both adults have thought carefully about it for me, what should I worry about? Sir, please don't worry, I will pick out five people to send it to you.
It's just that the Jiaofang Secretary has strict orders, but these five people can't deliver them openly, otherwise Baihualou will definitely get into trouble, and I'm afraid this will trouble the factory owner. "
Zhang Yuan laughed and said, "What's so difficult about this? I'll use Dongchang's car to transport me, and I'll also escort a few prisoners to hide it from others. In this capital, no one has ever dared to check and follow Dongchang's vehicles!"
Xiao Feng was in the World View at this time, and he told the old man seriously: "Don't worry about anything else, just keep an eye on the Dongchang vehicles leaving the city these days, especially those going to Baihualou.
The area inside the city is small, and people from Shuntian Mansion and Dali Temple are keeping an eye on it. The area outside the city is too big, and only you can keep an eye on it. "
The old Taoist nodded repeatedly: "I can't do anything else, but I can still follow a few cars. What's more, I have a telescope made by Zeng, so don't worry."
Xiao Feng thought about it again and again, and finally told him: "Second Master, last time you went to Liujiazhuang to help me investigate the case with the Taoist Taoist badge, there was no danger, but this time it is different.
When tracking, no matter what you see, don't let anyone discover it, just report it back. Your kung fu is mediocre, and you probably can't beat me. Don't take risks easily. "
The old Taoist laughed loudly: "You think too highly of Pindao. Don't you know what kind of virtuous person Pindao is? If there is real danger, Pindao will definitely be the first to escape."
Xiao Feng felt relieved and took out something like a hair from his arms and handed it to Zeng Zaoban: "Do you recognize this thing?"
Zeng Zaoban took it in his hand, twisted it gently with his hand, and suddenly jumped up. He tremblingly straightened the silk thread until it was only one arm long, and then pulled it again until it was two arms long.
Zeng Zaoban didn't dare to pull anymore. His fingers could already feel the thread changing from soft to hard, from smooth to sharp. He took two hard and strong iron rods, wrapped the silk thread around the two iron rods, and clamped them with clamps.
Then Zeng Zaoban slowly pulled, and as the silk thread slowly stretched, the place where the two iron rods were wound made a squeaking sound, and two dents were made!
Zeng Zaoban swung the taut silk thread at the corner of the table. With a soft "chi" sound, the corner of the table fell to the ground, and the cut was as smooth as tofu cut with a sharp knife.
Lao Dao and Zeng Zaoban shouted at the same time: "Wu Jinsi! It's Wu Jinsi!"
Xiao Feng was quite surprised: "Have you all seen this thing?"
Zeng Zaoban shook his head excitedly: "I have never seen it, but I have heard that the senior craftsmen said that it is like hair, like silk, and cutting iron is like clay. Who among us craftsmen does not long for a cutting knife made of black gold wire? It's just that This thing is extremely rare and has never been seen before.”
Xiao Feng became interested. He thought this thing could only be used as a murder weapon, but he didn't expect it to have such a use: "How to make a cutting knife?"
Zeng Zaofan picked up a small stand like a miniature bow, with a handle extending from one end. This stand was not made of iron, but steel.
The Ming Dynasty already had small-scale steelmaking technology, and Huo Gong Taoist was one of the masters. It's just that it was extremely difficult to make steel before. It was difficult to produce one furnace of steel from a hundred furnaces of iron. It all depended on luck.
You must have good coal to burn, the blower is strong, the weather is hot, the iron smelting master’s horoscope is good, etc.
Factors can only produce a small piece of fine steel in a furnace of wrought iron. Most of the rest is crude steel that cannot be used for much purpose, and is only slightly better than iron.
The price of this kind of fine steel in the market far exceeds that of copper and is comparable to silver. Therefore, this kind of fine steel is rarely used to make weapons in one piece. Instead, a strip is clipped on the blade, which is awesome.
This small bow-shaped stand is made of such fine steel. There are two types of bow strings. One is a blade, which is used to cut soft materials. The other is a thin thread made by mixing horsehair, silk, beef tendon, and twine together. It is extremely tough and used to cut hard materials.
This is an interesting scientific principle. When cutting soft objects, use a hard knife, and when cutting hard objects, use a soft knife. For example, jade, crystal and other objects are useless if you try hard. Let alone iron, even steel is not as hard as jade and crystal. How to cut it?
However, with a strong thin thread and a little bit of grinding, hard objects can be gradually cut open. Those who don't understand the reason will find it really mysterious.
Zeng Zaofan unloaded the bow string from the shelf, carefully wound it around the black gold wire, and then left a middle section to gradually tighten it. He was extremely careful when operating, and the two iron rods used to tighten the bow string were still covered by the black gold wire. A series of strangulation marks were cut out.
Zeng Zaoban took this cutting knife and started to work on a piece of crystal. The black gold wire made a squeaking sound on the crystal, which made people feel sad, but it was obvious that the piece of crystal was scratched, and then some debris followed. It falls.
"Sir, with this tool, our crystal processing will be much faster! Telescopes can also be mass-produced!"
Xiao Feng was also very happy. Although the Huo Gong Taoist's glass test went very smoothly according to the formula he gave, to be honest, with the current technology, the transparency of the glass produced is far less than that of natural crystal.
In other words, it is okay to frame a window and make a cup, but if you want to use it as a telescope, it will take a long time to improve.
At the same time, with this tool, many difficult parts will be easier to make. The Ming Dynasty will definitely have a war on the sea in the future, and it will definitely not work without improving the weapons.
"Second Master, how do you know about Wu Jinsi? Did you steal it back then?"
The old Taoist sighed: "Not only have I seen this Wujinsi, but adults have also seen it, it's just that you don't know about it."
Xiao Feng was greatly surprised: "When have I seen this thing?"
"Sir, Wu Jinsi was brought from outside the region during the Song Dynasty and has always been kept in the Shaolin Temple. It was once the most precious treasure of the Shaolin Temple.
How many people have gone to the Shaolin Temple to rob secretly and secretly, but never even saw them. At the end of the Song Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and Shaolin Temple also suffered from war. At that time, the abbot wanted nothing but allowed the monks and soldiers to flee with the abbot's cassocks.
Only then did people realize that the black gold thread had been mixed with other gold threads in the abbot's cassock. For this reason, the abbot's cassock of Shaolin Temple, which is unbreakable by knives and axes and is considered a treasure, is actually the reason why it is made of black gold silk.
Once the treasure was revealed, it would be difficult to keep it. At that time, the Liao Dynasty was still there, and there were Daliao masters and Shaolin monk soldiers competing for the cassock. The man's kung fu was extremely high, and the monk soldiers protecting the treasure were no match for him. Several people died, and he risked his life to protect his cassock and escaped.
Your Excellency once said that Xiao Qin, the holy envoy of the White Lotus Sect, is a descendant of Daliao. The Kung Fu used by this Daliao master should be the Divine Art of Bliss. "
Among the core members of Xiao Feng's group, only Qi Jiguang knew about the relationship between Xiao Feng and Xiao Qin. The others, Xiao Feng, had not informed them and had no chance to find out from An Dahan.
Therefore, they all thought that Xiao Feng and Xiao Qin were mocking each other for being brothers on the battlefield. Anyway, Xiao Feng is like this. He can call anyone a brother. They have the same surname, so it's not surprising that they tease him like this.
"Then why do you say that I have seen this thing before? Since Xiao Qin's ancestors did not take away the cassock, where can I see it?"
The old Taoist smiled: "Don't worry, sir, I haven't finished speaking yet. Later, the Liao Dynasty disappeared, and so did the Song Dynasty.
It was not until the end of the Yuan Dynasty that the descendants of the Daliao master found the Shaolin Temple again, but this time they asked the Shaolin Temple to join the White Lotus Sect and jointly launch an army against the Yuan Dynasty.
Shaolin Temple is unwilling to participate in the world's disputes, let alone follow someone who has killed monk soldiers?
The descendants of that master forced the people of Shaolin Temple to compete in martial arts. If Shaolin lost, they would have to let someone else compete.
The monks and soldiers followed him. Otherwise, he would kill one person every day. If he could not kill the Shaolin people, he would kill the family members of the lay disciples.
The abbot of Shaolin knew that his martial arts skills were extremely high, and if he really wanted to kill someone, he would be unable to prevent him. Moreover, most of the Shaolin monks are lay disciples, and their families live in various places. In these troubled times, who can stop him from killing people?
So he had to agree to compete. But after much selection, although there are many Shaolin masters, there is no one who can win steadily.
At the critical moment, a lay disciple stepped forward and asked the descendants of the Daliao masters if they could use any weapons to fight the enemy. The descendants of the Daliao masters arrogantly said: You can do whatever you want, I am empty-handed.
The next day, the lay disciple came on the stage wearing a pair of golden gloves and fought against the descendants of the Daliao masters. The lay disciple's kung fu was very high, but he was still no match for the descendants of the masters from Daliao. After thirty moves, his hands were thrown away and he was slapped on the chest.
This palm directly knocked the lay disciple away, but the lay disciple immediately stood up, cupped his fists and said, "Give in."
The descendant of the Daliao master's right hand was cut off at the wrist, but he held a piece of black gold wire in his left hand and shook his head with a sad smile.
It turned out that the lay disciple took out two black gold threads from his cassock overnight, woven one into his glove, and held the other black gold thread in his hand. When he could no longer resist, he received a slap on his chest and pulled it apart with both hands. Wu Jinsi cut off the wrists of descendants of Daliao masters.
The black gold wire is too thin, how can it be seen when the two are fighting fiercely? But this is a weapon in your hand, but it is not a hidden weapon, so it is not considered a violation.
The descendant of the Daliao master was plotted against, but he was extremely stubborn and left a message saying, "I am willing to admit defeat and leave with that piece of black gold silk."
The lay disciple died of his injuries that night. The Shaolin Temple was grateful for his sacrifice, so he left the pair of gloves with black gold threads to his descendants, and allowed his descendants to enter the Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts from generation to generation. "
The old Taoist told a story about the past that was thrilling, and Xiao Feng felt sad when he heard it. Counting time, from the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the present, that master must be at least Xiao Qin's grandfather.
"From this point of view, Xiao Qin's grandfather can be regarded as a real villain who keeps his word. Why is my brother Qin not as good as my grandfather? This is really inferior to each other.
I think the lay disciple’s surname is Zhan. Zhan Feiyun’s grandfather could fight Xiao Qin’s grandfather for thirty rounds. It is estimated that Zhan Feiyun and Xiao Qin could not survive twenty rounds. It seems that one generation is inferior to the other. . "
The old Taoist shook his head: "That lay disciple is not named Zhan, but is said to be Gu. Why does Mr. Zhan have these gold gloves? I don't know."
Xiao Qin, who was inferior to every generation, was reading Yan Shifan's reply. He sighed sadly. Gu Yuer'er asked with concern as usual: "What's wrong?"
"Xiao Wuyong's face was painted by Xiao Feng, and his biggest advantage has been cracked by Xiao Feng. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to enter and leave the Yan Mansion in the future.
Fortunately, before he left, he left both the pigeon and the secret order with Yan Shifan according to my wish. With Yan Shifan's city government's wisdom, he should be able to make his own decision. Otherwise, how can we deal with the rapid changes thousands of miles away? "
Gu Yue'er said in surprise: "Brother Qin, you have been unwilling to fully trust Yan Shifan before, why do you want to tell everything this time?
With the secret order, he can mobilize the entire congregation near the capital! What if he uses the church members as scapegoats? "
Xiao Qin smiled calmly: "It's just a force near the capital. Yan Shifan is a smart man, and using the power of the Holy Cult is also a dangerous move against him.
When he really wants to use the Holy Religion, it's hard to say who will be whose scapegoat. What's more, he wants to do a big thing for me this time. How can he be willing to do it without giving him some sweetness? "
Gu Yue'er bit her lip: "So, there is an exchange, but the price is too high. Is Xiao Feng really so powerful? Do we have to pay such a price to deal with him?"
Xiao Qin smiled faintly: "No matter how powerful he is, he is not a god. As long as this plan designed by Yan Shifan succeeds, I will have nothing to fear!"
