Daqin: At the beginning, the father-in-law was invited to rebel, but the father-in-law turned out to

clang!

clang!

A series of powerful and crisp forging sounds came from the workshop. Song Yunlong and other Song family soldiers gathered outside the workshop, secretly waiting.

"Quenching!"

Song Yuan shouted loudly, and the craftsmen who were waiting in battle hurriedly moved the water tank.

laugh!

The sword embryo entered the water, and the red steel sword slowly cooled until all the red color faded away.

Song Yuan picked up the iron inlay and took out the steel sword.

The sword body is made of a new type of refined steel, the whole body is dark, although it has not been polished, it is still extremely smooth and can reflect light.

Swish!

The flames from the furnace on the side shone on the sword, reflecting a sharp sword light!

The craftsmen subconsciously took a step back.

"Finally successful!"

Song Yuan looked at the sword in his hand and sighed.

Since he asked the villagers to transform the workshop five days ago, he has been trying new methods of iron smelting and new forging methods.

The long sword in his hand is already one of his No. 20 three weapons, although the first 22 are all good.

But they all have some flaws, but this one can be said to be perfect!

The perfect blade, as smooth as a mirror!

The blade of the sword is also a straight line, just like nature itself!

Only power is left!

Song Yuan's gesture changed, and he let his fingertips swipe across the blade, and he could clearly feel the sharpness of the weapon.

But still have to experiment.

Song Yuan glanced around, and the craftsmen took another step back.

"What are you afraid of?"

Song Yuan laughed, picked up the iron inlay just now, and swung the sword with one hand.

clang!

The edge of the sword slashed across, like chopping mud, without even making a sound of chopping, the iron inlay broke in two and fell to the ground.

"hiss!"

A craftsman gasped, and the hair on his body exploded. If he was cut on himself, he would be killed on the spot.

Looking at the sword in Song Yuan's hands, they felt very dreamy.

If someone told them that the iron weapon was so powerful five days ago, they would have scoffed at it, but now they are full of admiration!

This is iron!

In the cognition of the people of Daqin, iron objects are broken at the touch of a touch.

However, with the hundreds of steel smelted by the owner and the new method of forging, all the weapons produced are like mud tiles!

The precious sword in front of him was unscathed after cutting off the iron inlay!

Song Yuan looked at them in a daze.

Then he asked: "In the past five days, have you memorized the forging and iron making methods I gave you? From now on, the village's weapons and armor will be made by you!"

The craftsmen nodded one after another. They were only villagers who knew a little about forging, but with the method taught by the young master, they were confident in forging good weapons.

The five-day observation also made them eager to try.

Song Yuan chuckled lightly and said, "During this time, you should practice hard. If you have any questions, you can come to me. I'll go first."

The craftsmen nodded hurriedly.

Song Yuan walked out of the workshop with his sword in his hand, and when he saw Song Yuanlong and others, he asked, "If you don't go to training, what are you doing here?"

Everyone didn't speak, but looked at the sword in Song Yuan's hand.

In the past five days, as long as there are new weapons, Song Yuan has sent them to the school grounds for trial use, and then collected feedback and adjusted them.

And the various advantages of the new ironware made the Song family's army unable to put it down. Every time Song Yuan built a weapon, he would stop and wait.

But the sword in Song Yuan's hand today surprised them.

The simple and unpretentious sword body, shining brightly under the sun, has a simple but powerful feeling, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Song Yuan looked at their radiant wolf-like appearance, and his mind moved.

He picked up the sword and said: "Yunlong, this sword is for you, it can be regarded as your reward for this time!"

Song Yuanlong looked excited, raised his hands to take the sword, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Young Master!"

Others also looked envious.

The owner of the Shaozhuang made so many weapons, which have always been public weapons, but today this perfect long sword was given to the leader Song Yuanlong.

Seeing everyone's envy, Song Yuan clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, work hard. Now the craftsmen are familiar with the new forging method. In the future, everyone will have a sword to use! Those with ability are given priority!"

"Yes!"

The Song family soldiers got excited and planned to perform well when they go back and get their own swords!

With the crowd dispersed.

Song Yuan also frowned.

Now the weapon building is on the right track, and the first batch of refined salt is also finished today, and everything is waiting for the channel of the father-in-law.

But five days passed, and his father-in-law didn't even see anyone, which made him very distressed.

If the refined salt cannot be sold, the farm owner will have no money, and everything is for nothing.

If the father-in-law doesn't come tomorrow, go to Xianyang to find him!

Song Yuan made a decision.

...

Xianyang City.

A sneeze!

Brother Zheng sneezed, and all the memorials in his hand fell on the table.

Li Si who was on the side saw the needles and said: "Your Majesty, it is late autumn and winter is coming soon. The weather is getting colder. I suggest you wear more clothes. The health of the dragon is the most important thing!"

Brother Zheng nodded, picked up the memorial on the table and began to review it, but he couldn't concentrate.

The index finger and middle finger are clamped unconsciously.

"That's all! The important things have been settled, and they are all trivial matters. Tomorrow, Li Si, you, Wang Jian, and Meng Yi will deal with the government affairs, and I will go to Songjiazhuang!"

Brother Zheng put down the memorial and said

He wants to smoke, and wants to eat hot pot to warm his body.

More importantly, it's time to help Song Yuan sell salt. .

Chapter 27

"Is Your Majesty going now?"

Li Si looked at the memorials piled high on the table, and felt a little apprehensive. He was the only one in the palace now. Wang Jian and Meng Yi would definitely not come today. If His Majesty left, this memorial would be terrible!

Brother Zheng looked at Li Si showing timidity, and the evil interest in his heart increased greatly. He stepped forward and patted Li Si on the shoulder and said, "Work hard, you are the best prime minister in my heart!"

With that said, Brother Zheng left the palace directly regardless of Li Si's tragic eyes.

This is the end.

Li Si looked at the memorial on the table, felt a little dizzy and touched his temples, today he was going to fight until late at night.

First compare with Liz.

At this moment, Meng Tian's mood is very good, he is also a little bit addicted to cigarettes, and happened to be announced into the palace by His Majesty, and he wants to go to Songjiazhuang with him.

On the way, Meng Tian also said: "Your Majesty, I think Song Yuan should be asked to sell cigarettes too. These are very good!"

Brother Zheng said with a face of approval: "I think so too! If it's not possible, I have to let Song Yuan's stock come out!"

Meng Tian nodded approvingly.

For a moment, the two newly promoted smokers showed smiles at the same time.

Especially after arriving at Songjiazhuang, Brother Zheng and Meng Tian quickened their pace, approached the villagers to inquire, and went directly to the owner's mansion.

At this moment, Song Yuan is discussing with Ying Shiman about going to Xianyang to find his father-in-law tomorrow.

And Ying Shiman was also busy parrying, trying to find ways to slow Song Yuan down.

"No, Manman, you don't know. Now that the refined salt has been made, we can't wait any longer. We only have two years to develop! Tell your father-in-law's address to your husband!"

Song Yuan looked serious.

Seeing this, Ying Shiman didn't dare to shirk.

Thinking of how the father deceived her husband and caused her husband to work so hard recently, Ying Shiman felt distressed again, and immediately gritted her teeth and said: "Father hua..."

"Song Yuan, where are you? I helped you get through the private salt channel!"

At this time, there was a shout from outside the house.

Song Yuan was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Since father-in-law is here, let's talk about it next time!"

After saying that, Song Yuan went outside to meet Brother Zheng.

Only then did Ying Shiman heave a sigh of relief, she was about to have a showdown, but she was also a little melancholy, what should I do next time?

outside the house.

Brother Zheng saw Song Yuan coming out to greet him, and laughed loudly: "Haha! Song Yuanwu helped you open up the private salt channel, don't you want to thank me?"

Song Yuan heard the words, glanced at Brother Zheng's waving fingers, and immediately said: "Naturally, I will give a Huazi to my father-in-law later!"

"A Hanako? What do you mean?"

Brother Zheng was puzzled, what he wanted was cigarettes, not Huazi!

Song Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then realized that his father-in-law didn't understand this stalk.

He quickly said: "Hua Zi is the cigarette we smoked before, a Hua Zi is ten packs of cigarettes, and a pack of cigarettes has 20 cigarettes."

Brother Zheng understood in seconds, counting down to 200 cigarettes, it can last quite a long time!

He smiled and said, "Okay! You have a conscience!"

At this time Meng Tian winked wildly.

Song Yuan was also full of emotional intelligence, and said, "Butler Ji has been working hard recently, and I still have five or six packs of loose cigarettes, and I will give them to you when the time comes!"

Meng Tian also showed a satisfied smile.

After the gifts were delivered, Song Yuan also said, "Father-in-law, how big is your private salt channel, and how much can you eat?"

Brother Zheng pondered for a moment and said: "My channel is to buy directly from the nobles of the six countries. This is thanks to the samples you gave me!"

Song Yuan was overjoyed.

He didn't doubt it either, after all, the quality of refined salt was hard enough that no one would refuse it.

And selling to the nobles of the six countries is not a problem. They are the enemies of the imperial court themselves, so there is no possibility of any reports.

And their strength is strong enough, even if the village's refined salt production is tripled, they can still eat it completely.

After all, although the nobles of the six countries are in Xianyang, they still have many tentacles outside.

Immediately, Song Yuan said, "Thank you father-in-law for being so caring!"