technical type

Stretching out her slender and strong fingers, she picked up the booklet. Aunt Ji lowered her eyes, watching the hand go out of her sight. She stared at the shadow on the wall. Time seemed to be extraordinarily lenient. Man, let her not understand him even more.

Liu Zhongjun flipped through it briefly, took a rough look, and found that it was an article on human sacrifices being inferior to mutton sacrifices, and some experimental data.

"Mo'er is lenient." Liu Zhongjun already knew what Ji Mo was doing, and there was nothing in this garden that could hide it from him, not to mention that Ji Mo had never concealed it, and he was setting up a stove, and doing experiments in groups. It made people look fresh.

I never thought that he could really do anything. He grew up under his nose. He was really a child. But when he really saw such a concrete and proven thing, he believed it, but he didn’t know how to use it, because people are better than sheep. Cheap.

"He hopes to complete this matter, and hopes that everyone will live well, slaves are no exception, he treats others..." Aunt Ji really doesn't know how to describe it, the feeling of equality in her bones is hard to explain, only getting along I'll know it later.

It's not saying that you are a brother with a slave, but turning your head to send it. It's a matter of course, but you never say it, but you don't feel a bit of domineering as a master in the practice. That's it, but Not to be underestimated.

It's not the kind of cowardly enough to listen to the words of the slaves, but... "I don't want to disappoint him, you can help if you can. If you can have a few more slaves as soldiers, wouldn't it be better than throwing yourself into the fire?"

The last sentence was unconsciously tinged with sarcasm.

After speaking, she pursed her lips remorsefully, her lip line was straight, and the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth were unconsciously highlighted, she was getting old.

"..." Liu Zhongjun was silent.

Both Aunt Ji and Ji Mo don't know much about the outside world, but in fact, the vast territory is vast and sparsely populated, and many places are short of people, people who lack farming and people who work. There are more and more slaves, and they are getting cheaper and cheaper. It seems that there are people everywhere, but in fact there are few people.

When there are only two kinds of people left in the world, the aristocratic family and the slaves, who should the emperor collect taxes from and where should he recruit soldiers?

Liu Zhongjun can think of some problems, but if he really does this, it will touch the interests of too many people, he doesn't want to take such a risk, the status of a royal nobleman is enough for him to be comfortable before he dies, Why bother with the rest, it's not that he is sitting in the position of the emperor.

What happened back then, Ji Chenyi felt resentment and hatred, why didn't Liu Zhongjun not?Many things in the family would not be clearly explained to him one by one, and it was only after the results came out that it suddenly dawned on him that he had laid the groundwork a long time ago and unconsciously became a pawn of the family.

He likes Ji Chenyi, if it wasn't for that, he wouldn't have to bow his head to marry her, and he didn't have to keep his wife's name for her all these years, and because of this, Ji Chenyi's sufferings, in his eyes, didn't matter. It's not that I hate it.

After the success of the big event, he didn't feel happy at all, because he knew that the wife who hated him would hate him even more.

For many years, I have been intoxicated by the wind and moon, and I seem to be romantic and unrestrained, so it is hard to say.

"Do you want me to do it?"

Liu Zhongjun asked softly, and the voice was sent to Aunt Ji's ears along with the wind. With the growth of age, the once clear youthful voice has become mature and stable now, and it seems to have a mellow taste of alcohol, which makes people listen to it. Get drunk.

"……Yes."

The hands hanging in the sleeves tightly squeezed the rosary, this is what you owe to me, this is what you owe to the Ji family, you should pay it back.

Aunt Ji was in a trance, and felt that the candles shaken by the wind were too annoying. Look, the shadows on the wall were so erratic, sometimes they seemed to be divided into several, and sometimes they seemed to go away... Ah, really Gone!

That scent, the scent that didn't belong to sandalwood, left, and she didn't hear his response, did he not say it, or did she miss it?

Sitting stiffly for a while, Aunt Ji got up, came to the Buddha, burned a stick of incense, and bowed deeply. She prayed to the Buddha in this life and was not for others. She only hoped that in the next life, there would be no such dilemma again.

She didn't know that before Liu Zhongjun left, those eyes were filled with heartache and tears after seeing her face destroyed by fire for the first time, and looking directly at her face for the second time. Looking directly at the layers of scars on her face and the light and dark skin, trying to recall her young and beautiful appearance—everything has really changed.

The swordsmiths of the swordsmith family are different from the swordsmiths in the army for casting long swords. Those swordsmiths who are promoted in the army have no foundation, and most of them started as blacksmiths. Do, say what to do.

They don't have as much attention as the sword-making family. If it weren't for the fact that human sacrifice is also a part of the sword-making technique, and it is part of the rules that many sword-making families follow, they would not do it.

The molten metal smelted in one furnace, the swordsmiths of the swordsmithing family can only cast one famous sword, but these despised swordsmiths who are not worthy of being called masters can introduce many clay molds and produce many sword embryos in batches .A large number of high-yield, obviously the quality requirements are not so fine, which is also understandable.

When the things in the brochure were requested to be implemented, there was no resistance in front of these swordsmiths. At most, a few people said that mutton was too expensive. In order to ensure that they used mutton instead of roasting the meat secretly After eating, there are more people to supervise.

One thing caused a lot of trouble because of this, but it was carried out in the end.

These swordsmiths have always been the target of criticism from the swordsmith family, and they have no secrets about what they do. At least many swordsmiths from the swordsmith family know that they are using mutton instead of human sacrifice.This is really poking a hornet's nest.

Forging other weapons is of course possible, they can do whatever they want, but this is not the case for casting swords. I don’t know how many sword-making families protested like a frying pan. Among them, the Kong family is somewhat unknown.

Kong Xian was also the one who protested at the beginning: "Why does the Son of Heaven reuse such people? Can these people be called swordsmiths? They don't understand at all..."

He talked a lot about the merits of human sacrifice, and Kong Xian didn't have to hide anything in front of his father, but Master Kong kept silent all the time, which made Kong Xian puzzled and couldn't help asking.

"Go and see Jimo. He lives there. If others don't want him to know, he doesn't know anything. Tell him about it and see what he has to say."

Master Kong had a premonition that this incident must have something to do with Ji Mo. He still remembered Ji Mo's resolute look at that time, and he was not a person who would give up easily.

Kong Xian misunderstood what Master Kong meant, thinking that Master Kong was going to let Ji Mo speak out on behalf of the Ji family, and quickly responded: "Yes, that's exactly how it should be, our two families should speak out together, this kind of thing can't be condoned, otherwise I don't know what else those people will do, the rules of the ancestors are gone..."

Ji Mo, who was busy making swords, named his third sword Tomorrow Sword.

The so-called virtue of the Son of Heaven is none other than Ming.From ancient times to the present, more than one emperor wished to be an enlightened emperor. Since this is the case, this sword cannot be called the emperor's sword directly, as if it has other plans.

Taking "Tomorrow" as the name, "Ming" is the expectation for the Son of Heaven, and "Heaven" refers to the Son of Heaven. It is not wrong to call it "Ming Jun Sword", but Ji Mo thinks that "Ming Jun" and "Son of Heaven" are as straightforward, saying It may attract criticism, but "Tomorrow Sword" seems a bit vulgar, but it is catchy and understands its meaning properly.

"Brother came just in time, let's take a look at my sword made of steel."

When Ji Mo saw Kong Xian, he beckoned him to come over and watch it. It wasn't completely finished, but it was shining brightly, and it did have an extraordinary appearance.

Kong Xian just glanced at it, thinking about what was in his heart, and urged: "Junior Brother, why do you still want to make a sword? I wonder if there is a quarrel outside? Hurry up and speak out with my family. This time, we must let those who do not deserve the name The swordsmith knows how powerful it is."

"It's a quarrel, what's the matter?"

Ji Mo looked at the sword, carefully thinking about what else needs to be repaired. Hearing this, he was a little curious, put down the sword, and turned to look at Kong Xian.

Kong Xian then talked about the outside world, how the swordsmiths in the army used mutton instead of human sacrifices, what kind of behavior is contemptuous of ghosts and gods.

Ji Mo was surprised and overjoyed: "It's such a good thing, I just hate why I came here at this time."

This, this, this, this is different from what he thought, Kong Xian thought he heard it wrong, so he picked his ears, "What did you say?"

"Isn't this a good thing?" Ji Mo said with joy on his face, he didn't mind saying it again, and said in detail, "Last time you read the brochure I wrote, I didn't let you read it, it said That's all, I experimented all those years for this.

After my experiments, I have determined that using mutton, or even mutton, any animal meat can replace human sacrifice, as long as the amount is sufficient.The so-called sword is sharper after the human sacrifice, not because the human sacrifice pleases the ghosts and gods, but because the fat increases the burning temperature, so, as long as you take some oily meat, you don't need to use humans at all..."

Speaking of this matter, Ji Mo couldn't help eloquent. He has studied it seriously and has the right to speak. At least he is not afraid of saying nothing.

Kong Xian was shocked at the beginning, this deviant behavior was actually caused by Ji Mo?He subconsciously came to such a conclusion, although it was good, but there was no deduction, but at the moment he didn't care about it so much, after being surprised, he listened slowly, and didn't think Ji Mo was long-winded, after listening, he was silent for a long time.

Recalling the meaning of his father asking him to come here, recalling the fact that his father did not speak out with those sword-making families, Kong Xian's eyes were complicated, and he asked, "How did you think of studying these things?"

"They're all human, why would someone else think of throwing people into the fire to forge swords?" Ji Mo asked this question, making Kong Xian silent.