Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

"Mr. Xiangli, you and I each have our own expertise, and there is no distinction between who is superior and who is inferior."

"In the future, let's cooperate sincerely and do more things that benefit the people and Great Qin, so that we will not be in vain of a man of seven feet."

This made Xianglixi feel better.

He stood up, but still embarrassed to raise his head.

"Chen Zhonghou, I'm ashamed to say it."

"The old man was inspired by you, so he thought of using fire oil on the hot air balloon."

"Oh, Ah Ling took advantage of the chaos to get in touch with some of my incompetent disciples, and she has no intention of stealing from them."

"In the future, the Mohists will never create anything similar. If there is any violation, the sky will be struck by lightning!"

Xiangli Xi realized that he had slipped his tongue, and immediately swears solemnly to the sky.

Chen Qing didn't take it seriously: "There's no reason to steal the teacher. The burning device of the hot air balloon is thanks to the help of a few of your disciples, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it."

Xiangli Xi saw that the other party's expression did not seem to be fake, and he admired him infinitely.

This person has a broad mind and can accommodate all corners of the world.

Great benevolence and righteousness are comparable to ancient sages.

"Chen Zhonghou, although Qin Mo's crafting skills are insignificant, they still have merit."

"For example, if the torch blowing device built by my few villains uses fierce fire oil as fuel, the inside needs to be changed a lot."

"The old man thought, it's better to build a round furnace, use thin tubes to introduce fierce fire oil, and then blow it with strong wind."

"Fire oil gushes out, hits the furnace wall, and splashes in all directions."

"Put the fire source at the mouth of the furnace, and the fire will be like a long dragon, and it will be fierce."

"Just now you said that fierce fire oil can be calcined into oil and gas."

"If this is the case, maybe we can draw out part of the firepower and burn the fierce fire oil in advance."

"After the oil and gas come out, put it into the furnace, the effect will definitely be better."

"Uh……"

"I don't know if it can be repeated, it seems to work."

A gentleman votes a peach, and I reward him with a plum.

Xiangli Xi Ming thought hard, trying to use his skills to help Chen Qing make the hot air balloon bigger and better.

"You don't want to build an engine, do you?"

Chen Qing was dumbfounded.

I just casually mentioned the local method of refining oil, have you even thought about how to build the engine?

Is this still called a trivial skill?

Chapter 78 Warm and Soft

Late at night, Chen Qing slept in a specially furnished 'luxury' room.

The two spies made a bed on the floor and slept in their clothes.

The sound of snoring next door, grinding teeth, farting, and talking in sleep can be heard endlessly.

Chen Qing tossed and turned, not feeling sleepy at all.

He looked up at the bright moon outside the window, and Xiangli Xi couldn't help but feel guilty.

The Mohists have never thought of using fierce fire oil for lighting for a hundred years. Is it really the responsibility of the other party?

of course not!

The status of craftsmen in ancient times was low, and they had to do whatever the superior officials ordered them to do.

The dignitaries asked Qin Mo to build the mausoleum, and the disciples of the Mo family naturally had to rack their brains, thinking about how to make the mechanism more powerful and more lethal.

Over time, a mindset has formed.

And Chen Qingjiang took out the hot air balloon, and Xiang Lixi immediately thought that the fuel could be replaced with kerosene, which ignited rapidly.

And also self-taught, trying to build an automatic cycle combustion device.

"What they need has never been the advice of a traverser, it's just that they lack the space to display it."

Chen Qing let out a long sigh.

The Chinese ancestors have never lacked in wisdom, such as Xiangli Xi, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are amazingly talented.

But the rulers of all dynasties seem to regard them as a tool that cannot think, and let the craftsmen follow their orders.

As long as you give them a little bit of status and help, obviously these people can create infinite possibilities.

"The responsibility is heavy!"

After Chen Qing sighed with emotion, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

The two spies got up quietly, recorded his soliloquy in a small notebook by moonlight, and then lay down again.

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Mao Shi.

The crisp sound of clappers sounded in the emperor's camp.

Chen Qing got up, dressed and washed, and was going back to the palace to have a face-to-face talk with Emperor Shihuang.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

"Chen Zhonghou."

Xiangliling's crisp and sweet voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in."

Chen Qing wiped his face and responded casually.

"Yeah, you got up so early."

Xiangli Ling brought a basin of hot water, and was slightly disappointed to see that he had finished grooming.

"Xi'an is a long way from Xianyang."

"I have to go to the palace to meet His Majesty after the morning court."

"Miss Ling, next time I come back, I will take you away together."

"Qin Mo should never sink here."

"Follow me in the future, the skills of the Mo family will shine brightly, and your father will soon be famous all over the world."

There was a lot of wind and sand in the camp of the imperial mausoleum.

Chen Qing used a silk brocade as a towel and wiped his neck again.

"I'm here to serve you."

Holding back her shame, Xiangli Ling reached out and grabbed the towel, and wiped it carefully on his head and face.

"Can adults live here safely?"

"I didn't prepare well in a hurry, but what was missing?"

In order to relieve the nervousness, Xiangli Ling took the initiative to start the household chores.

She has a big heart and works carefully.

In order to clean the back of Chen Qing's ears, he stuck it on the other's arm when he was not paying attention.

With the shaking of her little hand, Chen Qing's muscles tensed instantly, and his mind was distracted.

"Why don't adults speak?"

"Oh... what did you say?"

"The little girl asked just now, is there anything missing in the room? Please forgive me if there is any inconvenience."

"It's not missing anything, it's just missing facial cleanser."

Chen Qing said subconsciously.

"cleasing milk?"

Xiangli Ling showed doubts on his face: "What is that?"

……

Chen Qing glanced sideways and took a sneak peek.

No, no.

I am the one who will marry the princess.

If you don't become a family with the first emperor, life and death will be unpredictable in the future.

but……

I really want Naiko!

"Why is the corner of your mouth twitching, but it was cold yesterday, did wind evil enter your body?"

Xiangli Ling looked at him nervously.

"Uh-huh."

Chen Qing nodded with a bitter face.

An evil mind has taken over my nai hai, it only wants brains now!

"what!"

"This is how to do?"

Xiangli Ling believed it was true, and was shocked.

The so-called twitching of the corners of the mouth after the evil wind enters the body is actually facial paralysis.

It is a very serious disease in Daqin.

"I... my cheeks are stiff, no... I can't control it anymore."

Chen Qing stammered.

"My lord, wait a moment, I'll call the doctor right away."

Xiangli Ling walked out in a panic.

"Hold on."

Chen Qing grabbed her wrist: "This disease is not a serious problem, just overcome rigidity with softness."

"What does it mean to overcome rigidity with softness?"

Xiang Liling asked with concern.

"After the wind evil entered the body, the cheeks became stiff. I need something warm and soft to apply on my face."

"It will take effect in a moment and a half."

"This is a method passed down from my hometown, and it works very well."

Chen Qing's eyes were dull, and the corners of his mouth were almost drooling.

"Warm? Soft?"

Xiangli Ling saw that his mouth was drooling, it was obvious that the symptoms were getting worse.

She glanced around in a hurry, looking for the things Chen Qing needed.

"Miss Xiangli, if I don't treat my wind-evil-like disease, I won't be able to save this face."

Chen Qing said eagerly.

"My lord, what should I do then!"

Xiangli Ling was so anxious that she almost cried.