Gu Wei reached out and held Xie Ling in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"Don't worry, I have a plan. Liu Xiu is a very suspicious person, so I just need to send some gifts to Zhu Di and say some vague words.

He will certainly doubt the relationship between Sinan and Zhu Di. As long as there is suspicion, there will be estrangement, and Sinan will naturally have an opportunity to take advantage of it. "

Xie Ling twisted Gu Wei's hair and looked up at him, "Okay, how about the iron ore?"

"I have already searched according to the map you gave me. I should have results in a few days."

As the population of Sinan increased, Xie Ling focused on the iron mine.

Although all the Sinan soldiers were elite, weapons were a big problem.

Not every soldier in Sinan was equipped with proper weapons. Basically, there was only one sword or spear for every ten men.

Not to mention weapons, even stirrups, iron farm tools, armor, protective gear and other things that require iron are very scarce in Sinan.

The iron mine is a huge project. There were not enough people before, but now there are more people and more labor force.

Xie Ling decided to look for iron ore, smelt iron, and make weapons and farm tools.

There are quite a few biological and chemical weapons such as bombs, poisonous fog, etc. in her space.

The biological weapons developed by the perverted scientists in the last days were naturally very powerful. They were far superior to the poison of Nanzhao.

Once it is taken out, destroying a city will be a piece of cake.

But she would never let those things see the light of day here.

Biological and chemical weapons will inevitably cause changes in the environment, plants, and even humans.

This dynasty was full of vitality, with flourishing vegetation and fresh air. It was completely different from the end of the world with broken walls, gloomy sky and long-lost sunshine.

Xie Ling is not a saint, but she cannot destroy this beautiful continent.

As a human being, you must have a bottom line. If you hold the golden finger of space, you must have an even stronger bottom line.

Xie Ling retracted her thoughts, "Do you still remember Xiao Ning?"

Gu Wei nodded. "Remember, genius swordsman."

Xie Ling pondered, "I was thinking, why don't we ask him to help? We only have a few ordinary blacksmiths here, and no iron smelter, so I don't think we can make the weapon you want."

"good."

At that time, they helped Xiao Ning find his lover and got a promise from him.

He should help with this.

——

Although the Northern and Eastern schools tried their best to suppress Song Zhen's article, the article had already been circulated among the people. Beneath the calm undercurrent, the turbulent hearts of the literati and celebrities were filled with emotion.

Many scholars gathered together and agreed to go to Sinan to find Song Zhen and realize their ideal of helping the world.

Only literati who truly care about the people of the world can understand what Song Zhen is writing.

Words have temperature.

It is not a sharp weapon, nor a delicacy that can fill the stomach, but it can knock open the closed doors of people's hearts and inject soft yet strong power.

A magnificent article is enough to attract writers to flock to Sinan.

This is also Song Zhen’s purpose.

But because his writings were too fierce and decisive, if he was not careful, he would be attacked by writers all over the world.

The poems and essays written by scholars are full of hidden sharp edges, which are enough to criticize him to death with words and writing.

But he didn't care, he believed that Sinan would give a perfect answer to the literati who came.

That night, the scholars made an appointment to get together, carry their bags and books, climb over the hills, cross the paths, and go together to find their ideal ivory tower.

Perhaps it was a blessing from God as we were about to enter the Lingnan area.

The northern and eastern schools of literati just happened to collide with each other.

They were all scholars, all looked dusty, carrying book boxes on their backs and wearing long gowns.

The group of people just looked at each other and knew what was going on.

Without saying much, everyone walked towards Sinan together.

This day.

The literati finally arrived at the edge of Lingnan and came to the foot of a hillside.

There are lush grass and bushes all around, and towering mountains in the distance. The dense green almost hits your face, and when you take a breath, your chest and lungs are filled with fresh mountain air.

The oldest scholar sat on the ground and said, "Everyone, please rest here for one night. We will arrive soon. According to the local chronicles, we have already entered Lingnan."

The others also took out dry food from their simple bags and started eating.

The moon gradually climbed up the hillside, and the night in Lingnan was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of the trees in the wind.

There were too many mosquitoes, and a young scholar at the outermost position couldn't fall asleep, so he planned to get up and recite scriptures.

Suddenly, in the pitch-black night, he met a pair of green eyes.

He was so frightened that he trembled all over and couldn't help screaming: "Yes, there is a wolf!"