The Nanliang delegation will arrive in Beijing tomorrow.
Zhao An needs Jiuyin's help to keep an eye on them and see who will meet them first after they come to the capital.
Xu Ruqing smiled softly and said, "People from the Ministry of Rites are here to receive you. Your Majesty appointed Xiao Tian as Qinglu Lang. Is this just for this matter?"
"How much do you know about Nanliang Kingdom?" Zhao An asked with a frown.
"Nan Liang Kingdom borders the southern states of Da Xia. The people there are strong and strong. Although they pay tribute to Da Xia every year, there have been some strange noises in the court in recent years. I came here this time to investigate. Explore the reality of Daxia."
Everyone knows that the Chen family controls the government in Daxia. Although the Chen family has been eradicated for a while, it must be noted that the roots of the big tree are deep. If they are dug up all at once, they are afraid of shaking the country's foundation. This is why the emperor has not eliminated the gangs who are connected with the Chen family. Family reasons.
The purpose of the Nanliang Kingdom's delegation to Beijing is not simple, and they need to be careful about someone taking the opportunity to cause chaos.
Zhao An sneered and said: "The barbarians from Fanbang still want to break free of the dog leash, which is a bad idea."
That's all, let's wait until they come.
Zhao An told Jiuyin a few more words, and then met Qian Yu in the workshop.
Qianyu's arms were naked, and his tendons were covered in soot. He looked like he had just crawled out from the bottom of the pot.
Zhao An punched him directly and curled his lips and said, "I can't tell, you are quite strong."
Qian Yu grinned his white teeth, and then excitedly took out a gun barrel.
Zhao An was surprised, "Nice craftsmanship, who made it?"
"Old Zhangtou."
Qian Yu shouted and saw an old man in his forties wearing a coarse green robe running out.
His name is Zhang Yuan, his ancestor was a blacksmith, and his forging skills are not weak in the whole of Great Xia. In order to hire him, Xincheng gave him a very high salary, and also gave him a new house to accommodate his family and gave him a job. , to persuade people to move.
Zhao An looked at the iron pipe carefully. There were no bubbles inside and the workmanship was very mature.
Zhang Yuan was a little proud and began to introduce his ancestor, saying that apart from forging, he was a skilled craftsman and even dabbled in mechanism arts.
The more Zhao An listened, the more frightened he became.
So, his ancestor is Master Lu Ban of Daxia?
"Who is Lu Ban?"
Sure enough, Zhang Yuan didn't know the originator of the mechanism technique.
Zhao An cleared his throat and asked how the other workpieces went.
Zhang Yuan's old face fell, "To be honest, we must use the most primitive method to forge these parts, which takes a long time. The details of other parts are not perfect. If they are not done properly, they will explode."
He also knew how to explode the barrel, and Zhao An was quite satisfied with his rigorous attitude.
The three-eyed fire cannon produced now is slightly different from the original fire cannon in the original world. It is more powerful and does not require repeated reloading.
Theoretically, it can penetrate armor within a hundred steps. Because of the mature gunpowder technology, the lethality is 50% higher than that of the original fire blunderbuss, and it is also more convenient.
For the next time, Zhao An stayed at the forging office and introduced the principles and improvement directions to Zhang Yuan.
Forging is difficult, but as long as it can be made, it is a powerful weapon. Even if it is equipped with a squad of a hundred people, it can form a combat effectiveness. At least it is enough to besiege some monsters.
Zhang Yuan didn't care much at first, and his respect was all due to Zhao An's power. But as Zhao An explained the mechanical principles more and more deeply, his mouth gradually grew larger, and the look of contempt disappeared from his old face. It was replaced by awe.
Finally, he cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Zhang is indeed a strange man who can invent explosives. Sometimes I am very curious, where did you learn these things?"
"Hey, I have extraordinary talents, you don't have to envy me,"
Zhao An was extremely embarrassed.
Zhang Yuan nodded seriously, while Qian Yu rolled his eyes almost to the roof.
"Why, you kid doesn't accept it? I'm free today, let's practice together."
Zhao An made a request.
Qian Yu threw down the hammer and said with a curl of his lips: "You are a skinny eunuch, I can hold you with one hand."
There are many strong men around Zhao An, but Qian Yu is relatively weak, and he is one of the few ninth-grade men.
In the previous dream, I saw the young original owner killing someone with his head rolling, and the knife was cut off.
Although he is young but very powerful, Zhao An vaguely feels that his strength has become stronger based on the memory he has gained. Today he wants to give it a try, and Qian Yu is the best opponent.
Amidst the shouts of the craftsmen, Zhao An had a fight with the shirtless Qian Yu.
Qian Yu became more and more frightened as he fought, "You kid, when did you become so powerful!"
Zhao An is not as good as him physically, but he is very fast. His current strength can be called a true ninth-grade warrior, and he is considered the number one figure in the world.
Zhao An had a sullen face, constantly recalling and chewing on the mood of the original owner when they were fighting. Although Qian Yu had been on the battlefield, his fierceness could not be affected in the slightest. On the contrary, Qian Yu was frightened several times by his fierce eyes.
In the end, Zhao An relied on his speed to kick Qian Yu to the ground. He flew out and took a mouthful of mud, cursing: "You kid, be gentle!"
Seeing his defeat, the craftsmen burst into laughter.
Zhao An gasped, stepped forward to pull him up from the ground, and joked: "How is it? Are you considered a master?"
"My body skills are good. If my swordsmanship and swordsmanship improve further, I should not be your opponent."
Qian Yu rarely commented seriously.
Zhao An was convinced. According to him, the original owner was definitely strong enough. It was initially estimated that he would not be weaker than the young monk Huitong, and he might even be a great master.
Zhao An was startled by such an idea and felt itchy in his heart.
If all the memories of the original owner are retrieved in the future, his strength will definitely skyrocket, but it will also be affected by the original owner's state of mind.
It's true that blessings come from disasters, and misfortunes come from blessings.
When he was young, Zhao An was dragged to the bathing place by Qian Yu.
Zhao An naturally did not dare to take off his clothes and enter the water, otherwise the identity of the fake eunuch would be exposed.
Qian Yu jumped into the bathtub and said suspiciously: "What are you talking about? You are a grown man, why are you afraid that I will molest you?"
Zhao An opened his mouth, but still stood by the bathtub hesitating.
Should we tell this boy the truth?
The surroundings became quiet, and Qian Yu stopped talking. He grabbed a towel and wiped his armpits randomly with a weird look on his face.
After thinking for a long time, Zhao An gritted his teeth and took off his clothes.
Qian Yu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he could fit a salted duck egg in his mouth. He pointed at him crazily and said excitedly: "You, you..."
"What are you?"
Zhao An glared angrily.
Qian Yu stumbled over and took a closer look, "Oh my God, you can do this!"
"I won't hide it from you until now. I am His Majesty's secret agent, not a eunuch. However, this matter cannot be revealed, otherwise there will be big problems." Zhao An warned seriously, and Qian Yu immediately patted his chest with a loud sound. , winked and said: "Don't worry, brother, I have the strictest mouth, so I'll give you something meaty -"
