Bai Zang, Bai Mu and other craftsmen were speechless at this time.
If someone had told them in the past that iron was completely superior to bronze, they would have called that person a fool!
But what they saw and heard today told them that steel smelted by a special method is indeed much better than bronze!
Ying Yiren couldn't help but praise: "The seven-foot long sword is enough to be called a magic weapon!"
These days, few people use swords on the battlefield. Soldiers cannot afford bronze swords, so they all use spears or long swords.
Generals use halberds, spears and other weapons. Swords are mostly used by rangers, assassins, or for decoration.
There is no doubt that the steel sword forged by Zhang Beichen will change the weapon ecology.
Bai Zang took a deep breath and asked: "Prime Minister, can I have a look at this sword?"
"Okay!" Zhang Beichen handed him the sword.
Bai Zang held it in his hand and felt that it was much lighter than the bronze sword he forged. He bent the sword body. The sword body was extremely tough and could not be broken even with brute force.
He swung his sword down, and the wooden pile was split in half instantly!
When he saw the sword body, his eyes were a little surprised and a little lonely.
"It is indeed a good sword! I lost!" Bai Zang sighed, "Iron weapons forged by this method are indeed much better than bronze weapons!"
"From now on, the world will be in the age of iron!"
"Dad!" Bai Mu was still unwilling, but Bai Zang said: "If you lose, you lose. My son, you must obey the law honestly and never resist again!"
He returned the long sword to Zhang Beichen and said: "Prime Minister, we are ignorant. We actually disobeyed the Prime Minister's decree. Please punish me! I just ask the Prime Minister to teach us the forging method of such iron weapons!"
Zhang Beichen nodded and said: "This is natural. I will order someone to write down the shaft furnace and the method of making steel in a book for you to learn. As for you, you must follow the government's orders to forge iron tools in the future. If this happens again , I will definitely not take mercy on you!"
"Thank you, Prime Minister!" Bai Zang knelt down directly. As a craftsman, he knew that this was something to eat. Even if you are a master and a disciple, it is impossible to teach it directly!
And what Zhang Beichen taught them was equivalent to giving them a big job! How can craftsmen not feel grateful and respected?
Other craftsmen also knelt down and shouted: "Thank you Prime Minister, we will definitely abide by the Prime Minister's decree. From now on, we will no longer forge bronze wares and forge iron wares for Qin!"
Zhang Beichen nodded and said: "As long as you act in accordance with the law, the Prime Minister can forget the blame for such small things. As for Bai Mu, you sneaked into the Prime Minister's mansion privately and poisoned the Prime Minister's mount, committing two crimes! According to Qin law, you You need to pay double compensation for the actual losses and be fined with eight years of hard labor. Can you plead guilty?"
Zhang Beichen stipulates in the "Book of Dharma" that all criminals will be sent to do labor, and those on death row will be sent to guard the border! Unless it's the most heinous crime, he'll be beheaded directly!
Because the Qin State is now too weak and has no money to feed so many prisoners, it must maximize its use of resources.
"Xiao Min pleads guilty!" Bai Mu knelt down.
Ying Yiren watched all this and felt happy when she saw that the craftsmen were impressed by Zhang Beichen's methods.
When the Qin State uses a large number of iron tools, its agriculture, handicrafts and military power will be greatly improved. These iron tools can also be used for trade to earn money and food!
Zhang Beichen looked at her, held the sword and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this sword is a gift from me. It is only a third-grade spiritual treasure, please don't dislike it!"
"What a good sword! I will definitely keep this sword!" Ying Yiren took the sword happily and looked at the sword body carefully. In addition to the weapon pattern, there were also two words carved on it - Dingxi.
A third-grade spiritual treasure is indeed nothing to her. But this was a gift from Zhang Beichen to her!
Are there any other princes and kings? If Wei Yao and Han Mengshu knew about it, they would be extremely envious! The more she thinks like this, the happier Ying Yiren feels!
"Dingxi?" When Ying Yiren saw these two words, he thought of the first skin achievement he obtained during the first simulation - [Pinging Longxi: Ying Yiren].
Is Zhang Beichen commemorating the simulation or the meeting between the two?
"I like this sword very much!" Ying Yiren put the sword into its sheath and carried it on her back with a smile on her face.
She thought that Zhang Beichen's horse was dead, so she said: "Prime Minister, I said that I will personally choose a BMW for you. You should be tired today, let's go tomorrow!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Forging a sword was really exhausting, so Zhang Beichen took a day off.
The next day, he followed Ying Yiren to the racecourse outside the city.
Not long after, the two arrived at the racecourse.
This racecourse is not big, it is the exclusive racecourse of the office. They raise all the best horses for their own use or as rewards or for trade.
Ying Yiren pointed to the horses in the racecourse and introduced proudly: "Although our Qin country is weak, because it is close to the grassland, it will not lose to any other country in terms of BMW!"
"Aiqing, do you know anything about horses?" Ying Yiren asked.
Zhang Beichen shook his head.
"In that case, I'll personally pick one for you!" Ying Yiren said and walked into the racecourse first.
There were horse breeds from all over the place. Ying Yiren jumped over and said: "Although these horses are all good horses, they are not the best mounts. Only those horses with the blood of ferocious beasts and monster beasts are the real ones." Good horses! They have extremely high spiritual awareness, and some can control wind, rain, fire, and travel thousands of miles to cooperate with their masters in battle."
Zhang Beichen knew that King Chu had a dragon horse!
"This black horse has the blood of the Longxi wolf demon. It is extremely ferocious and runs like lightning! However, this horse is not human and is not suitable as a mount."
"This three-eyed horse has the blood of the three-eyed demon. The third eye can release illusions and interfere with the enemy's mind! It has miraculous effects in combat!"
"Although this tripod horse only has three legs, it can control wind and rain and travel thousands of miles a day!"
Ying Yiren was obviously proficient in this. She introduced them one by one, and soon she came to a bronze stable.
This is the exclusive stable of King Qin, and inside it is a BMW with azure mane.
"This horse is called Zhui Feng, and it is very fast. It has the blood of monsters in its body and can sense the direction of the wind. It can run continuously for a day and night, and it is very fast! If you ride this horse, you can catch up with the strong wind!" Ying Yiren introduced proudly. , "This horse was captured from the barbarians when I followed my father on the northern expedition! The most difficult thing is that its character is very docile and easy to control!"
"Just give this Zhui Feng to your beloved!"
Zhang Beichen quickly said: "This must be your beloved horse, how dare I accept it?"
"It doesn't matter!" Ying Yiren said, "I keep my word!"
She walked up to Zhuifeng, touched its mane, and said, "Zhuifeng, your master will be Zhang Beichen from now on, do you understand?"
"Eh~!" Zhui Feng chirped, seeming to agree. Zhang Beichen went up to lead the horse, but it didn't resist at all. It was indeed very docile.
"This is the racecourse, Aiqing can give it a try!" Ying Yiren suggested.
"Okay!" Zhang Beichen rode on Zhuifeng. Zhuifeng was not dissatisfied. He was eager to try and gallop.
"Drive!" Zhang Beichen shouted, chasing the wind and rushing out. However, it suddenly roared and jumped high, almost throwing Zhang Beichen off.
"My dear!" Ying Yiren caught up with him on another horse and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'll try again!" Zhang Beichen tried driving again. Zhui Feng was running well, but he secretly fired a burst of spiritual power on Zhui Feng. Zhui Feng stung, and raised his hoof again, almost throwing Zhang Beichen off.
"What's going on?" Ying Yiren looked confused, "Zhui Feng is usually very docile!"
"Maybe my riding skills are not very good." Zhang Beichen looked regretful, "It seems that I have no chance of riding this horse."
When Ying Yi saw this, she said, "It doesn't matter, I'm here to teach you. I'm so smart, I'm sure you can learn it right away!"
"Well, thank you!" Zhang Beichen showed a smile on his face.
After a while, two people were riding on Zhui Feng.
Zhang Beichen was riding in front, and Ying Yiren was riding behind, with their bodies tightly touching each other. Originally, it was extremely inappropriate for men and women to ride like this.
But Ying Yiren didn't pay so much attention to fighting in the army before. Besides, it was Zhang Beichen in front of her, so she naturally didn't care.
"My dear, when you start running later, you have to use the reins and your legs to tell the horse the direction you want to go and the horse's speed..." Ying Yiren patiently explained various operations, but Zhang Beichen felt it carefully .
Of course he can ride a horse! In the memory of simulated time and space, he has achieved the achievement of "King of Yiqu"!
Now, Ying Yiren's breath was like blue, and she was sticking close to his back. Because she was going to the racecourse today, Ying Yiren wore more casual clothes, similar to Hufu.
People here have long discovered that Hu clothing is more suitable for riding and shooting than clothing from other countries. So similar clothing appeared.
Ying Yiren now wears tight-fitting short-sleeved clothes, trousers and leather boots. Such clothes can show off her perfect figure better than the loose royal robes. A pair of lotus-rooted arms were exposed to the air, pulling the reins, and his body was close to Zhang Beichen. Zhang Beichen could feel a strange touch, like a big balloon filled with water. Although it was restrained by a cloth bag, the feeling was still there. This sense of oppression is still strong!
