Daqin: Zulong Overheard My Rebellion Plan

Ying Zheng said calmly: "Wu Chenghou will definitely have more evidence, but Wu Chenghou is too cautious.

"If I asked about Ziying's real identity, Wu Chenghou would immediately pick up his bag and run away, and find a place in the mountains, forests and lakes to hide his name for the rest of his life!"

"But after I rehabilitate my second brother, prove Ziying's identity, and show my attitude, the old man will naturally present the evidence he has!"

He smiled and cupped his hands: "Your Majesty is wise!"

After leaving the secret prison and sitting back in the six-horse cart, Ying Zheng murmured in a low voice.

"Could it be that this is retribution?"

"The second younger brother is dedicated to the country, and when he was fourteen years old, he lobbied for the Great Qin to come to the Baili territory, but was framed by Lu Buwei and Lao Ai as a rebel.

"Now the second younger brother's son has a rebellion for no reason."

"Second brother, did Daqin disappoint you, making you no longer trust Daqin, not even Ziying~Ren Daqin?"

The rebellion that won into creeping - was framed.

Now Ying Ziying wants his son to inherit his father's will, and to give the false accusation of being framed?

Looking up at the sky, Ying Zheng's eyes were determined.

"But I won't let you down again!"

"My nephew is a stranger, and even more so, a peerless talent!"

"Second brother, don't worry, whether it's because of my nephew's talent or because he is my nephew, I will definitely take good care of and teach my nephew."

"I will definitely raise my nephew's trust and loyalty to Daqin, extinguish any resentment, and help me build Daqin into what you and I imagined in the past!"

Under Ying Zheng's imagination, the many white clouds in the sky vaguely formed a human figure, who was slowly nodding his head.

Wang Ying had no idea that Ying Zheng had so many inner dramas.

At this moment, Wang Ying was standing in the medicine valley that had just been opened up, dragging an iron ball that was round in shape and the size of a watermelon in his hand.

The surface of the iron ball is uneven, like a layer of fine scales, and a fuze protrudes from the top.

"Fire fold!"

Reaching out to take the fire folder from Iron Shield, Wang Ying took a deep breath to adjust his state, and then brought the fire folder closer to the fuze.

"Hiss~~~"

Hearing the sound of the fuze burning, Wang Ying stretched his body like a bow, stretched his right arm backwards, his muscles suddenly exerted force, and his veins burst out.

"drink!"

Wang Ying's right arm swung forward suddenly like a trebuchet, and quietly loosened his fingers holding the iron ball halfway.

"Get down!"

After the iron ball left his hand, Wang Ying yelled, and quickly lay down on the ground, staring at the iron ball with both eyes.

Sliding through a perfect parabola, the iron ball finally fell on the ground twenty feet away.

After a few breaths, a loud bang suddenly sounded.

"Boom~~~~"

Hearing the deafening noise like thunder, Iron Shield, Tonglu and others all lost their voices.

"Could it be that the son is the reincarnation of Lei Zhenzi, with the ability to control thunder?"

"With such a blast, even if it can't kill people, it can scare people to death!"

Tie Dun and the others climbed up immediately, and ran quickly to the vicinity of the explosion point of the iron ball.

Looking at the pit blasted by the iron ball, the iron filings murmured.

"Is this really a weapon that manpower can create?"

"God's punishment is nothing more than that!"

When they looked back at Wang Ying, Tie Dun and the others looked more reverent and fearful of gods and demons.

Wang Ying patted the dirt on his hands and asked with a smile, "Why do you look at me like that?"

Tonglu couldn't help asking: "My lord, are you the reincarnation of a fairy god?"

Wang Ying couldn't help laughing: "The specific production method has been given to you by this son."

"You can also create such bombs in the future, so can't we all be reincarnated gods?"

Tonglu and the others were startled, and then laughed.

Are they all immortals?

How can it be!

If they were immortal gods reincarnated, they would not have allowed Ying Cheng to slay himself in front of them in the past!

Looking at the pits on the ground, Wang Ying said with a little dissatisfaction: "The grinding of saltpeter and other materials still needs some work."

"Otherwise the power of the explosion would not be limited to this."

"This is not a problem of technique, but a problem of equipment. New grinding tools need to be studied."

Tonglu was stunned and said: "Your Majesty, you are not satisfied?"

It doesn't matter if the clay pot bomb was not satisfied.

Throwing such a bomb over, even a centurion would be so frightened that they would lose their fighting power in an instant.

Shizi is still not satisfied?

Wang Ying pouted: "This is where it is."

For Tonglu and the others, this bomb is already a treasure beyond the limit of imagination.

But for Wang Ying, who has watched countless war movies, the power of this bomb is really a bit small.

Wang Ying said seriously: "There is also the size, shape and weight of the bomb."

"The bomb just now can be thrown out, but the Common soldiers probably can't even move it, so it can only be used on the trebuchet.

Ben Hou needs bombs that can be carried and used by manpower. "

"Furthermore... you should pay more attention to these aspects, Bronze Deer.

This is the benefit of having someone under your command.

Wang Ying only needs to make a request, and the rest is up to Tonglu and others.

Wang Ying believes that after opening the door to the age of firearms, the development and research capabilities of those professional craftsmen will not be much worse than their own.

After all, people are professionals!

Tonglu said in a deep voice: "This subordinate will never let the prince down!"

Wang Ying exhorted: "Don't relax security for the sake of results."

"People who enter Medicine Valley must be core personnel."

Tonglu nodded and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry!"

Wang Ying smiled and nodded: "Leave it to you, I will rest assured!"

"By the way, is the paper mill finished?"

Tonglu suddenly showed excitement: "Not only has it been made, but the first batch of paper has also been made."

Wang Ying said expectantly: "Oh?"

"show me!"

Tonglu carefully took out a stack of papers from his pocket and handed it to Wang Ying.

"Look, son, this is newly created paper!"

Taking the paper and stroking the rough lines on the paper with her fingertips, Wang Ying nodded in satisfaction.

0...seeking flowers...

The paper in my hand is different from the white paper commonly used in later generations, but more like rice paper.

This texture of paper is not as strong as white paper, but it is more suitable for brushes.

"Very good!"

"Enough for writing!"

Tonglu showed helplessness.

Originally, I thought that after delivering this stack of papers, I would be praised by the prince.

Never thought that it was just an evaluation enough to write?

Shizi's vision is really too high!

Putting the rice paper in his sleeve, Wang Ying ordered: "Put the first batch of paper in the car, and this prince will take it away.

"You don't need to expand paper production, just ensure the needs in Qianlong Valley."

Tonglu was slightly stunned: "My lord, do you want to take this thing out?"

Wang Ying nodded: "That's right, only by taking this item out will it be of greater value!"

Taking a look at the sky, Wang Ying relaxed and smiled: "This son has been here for eight days, it's time to go back.

Tonglu persuaded with reluctance: "Your Majesty, why don't you stay for two more days?"

"The potatoes are expected to mature in another month, won't the first batch of potatoes be harvested in person?"

Wang Ying smiled and shook her head: "Another month?"

"Do you believe that when the time comes, Ah Weng will personally lead the troops to encircle Qianlong Valley?"

Tonglu smiled awkwardly: "The Patriarch is really capable of such things."

After eating lunch in Qianlong Valley, Wang Ying put on the iron shield and left Qianlong Valley towards Pinyang.

But Wang Ying never expected that when he arrived at the gate of Marquis Wucheng's residence in Pinyang, he would meet an acquaintance.

"Dun Shangqing?"

Wang Ying looked at Meng Yi in surprise: "Why are you here in person?"

Seeing Wang Ying's astonished expression, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly suddenly: "I came here for His Majesty's orders.

Wang Ying was even more surprised: "What kind of decree is it that Dun Shangqing needs to go there in person!"

Wang Ben said helplessly, "It's His Majesty's order for Ying'er."

Wang Ying was stunned, suddenly if he had already unfolded the silk cloth, he said loudly: "Wang Ying accepts the order!"

Subconsciously, Wang Ying bowed to Duruo and said, "My minister is here!"

Dunruo said in a serious voice: "I know that Wang Shilang has recovered from his serious illness, so I ordered Wang Ying, the servant, to return to Xianyang City as soon as possible!"

Wang Ying said with some confusion: "Dun Shangqing, my minister's illness is actually a bit unhealthy."

"Can Weichen stay in Pinyang for another two days?"

I have just returned to Pinyang!

I haven't eaten the mung bean cake in Pinyang East City yet.

I have never tasted the chicken stuffed with glutinous glutinous rice in Pinyang West Market.

In the end, you have to go back to Xianyang City again?

Suddenly smiling, he looked at Wang Ying: "What does Wang Shilang think?"

Although Dunruo is smiling, Wang Ying can see a strong aura of danger from Dunruo's smile!

Now Wang Ying understands why Dunruo came here in person.

If Wang Ying dares to procrastinate, Dun Ruo fears that Wang Ying will be kidnapped directly, the kind that even Wang Ben can't stop!

Wang Ying had no choice but to bow his hands: "My minister, take the decree!"

He smiled suddenly and nodded: "That's good."

"Is Your Majesty waiting for you!".