Wei Wen had seen the appearance of this crossbow before. It had an almost identical shell, but its power was increased by almost 30%.

Don’t underestimate this 30%. One person may not feel it very much, but what if a group of people feel it? The effect will be quite terrifying.

What's more, this is just the result of just a few hours.

Wei Wen initially thought he was mistaken, but after trying it again, he found that it was indeed not an illusion.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong?" Wei Wen asked again subconsciously.

The servant beside Wei Wen did not hesitate and assured firmly: "I have followed your instructions from beginning to end."

The servant is trustworthy, and Uncle Wei is trustworthy, so the crossbow in his hand was indeed improved according to the drawing given by his little cousin.

Wei Wen was a little surprised.

"What about the other one? How about the second one?" Wei Wen asked hurriedly.

But the servant was not Uncle Wei himself after all, and he had no idea what the lines and markings above meant.

However, the servant was still able to describe Uncle Wei's reaction exactly as it happened.

"At first, Uncle Wei couldn't quite figure out what the Ninth Prince was drawing, but since it was the eldest son who asked him to do so, he said he would give it a try. Then I didn't think much about it, so I put the thing down and left."

"When I go there again today, wow, guess what--" The servant couldn't help but gesture with his hand.

"With such heavy dark circles under his eyes, I suspect that Uncle Wei didn't sleep at all last night."

Uncle Wei had seen many ups and downs with my grandfather. After he was forced to leave the battlefield due to an injury in one eye, he has been raised in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood did not change his expression back then, but now he has not slept all night, and I think Uncle Wei must be very excited.

To be able to make a craftsman like him who specializes in making weapons so excited, it seems that the power of these two blueprints of his little cousin is extraordinary.

As the saying goes, seeing is believing, Wei Wen finally decided to go there in person.

When Wei Wen arrived, Uncle Wei was carving wood in the most remote house in the Duke's Mansion.

Although Ye Shuo drew the components and marked the proportions and sizes, it was difficult to make them out for a while because Uncle Wei had never seen the shapes of many of the parts before.

This was the third time Uncle Wei had failed, but instead of feeling anxious, he was so focused that he didn't even notice the sound of Wei Wen pushing the door.

Wei Wen did not disturb him. He waited until Uncle Wei's work was temporarily finished before speaking: "Uncle Wei, thank you for your hard work."

Uncle Wei was startled when he suddenly heard a voice other than his own in the room. After realizing what he was doing, he quickly put down what he was doing and saluted: "Young Master."

Before he could bend down, Wei Wen reached out and held him up: "Uncle Wei, there's no need to be so polite. If my grandfather saw this, he would scold me again."

"To make a long story short, I think Uncle Wei should be able to guess why I came here today. What do you think of the second blueprint, Uncle Wei?"

When Uncle Wei heard him talking about this, he immediately stopped caring about anything else and suddenly became like a different person. He looked radiant and his only remaining eye seemed to be glowing.

"From the drawing that the eldest son gave me, it should be the design of a repeating crossbow."

When he heard the word "crossbow", Wei Wen couldn't help but frowned.

There are crossbows in the military camp, but due to their low power and poor accuracy, they are basically useless.

Unless, this design is particularly different.

As if he had read his mind, Old Uncle Wei said with certainty: "Based on my many years of experience, this should be something very different."

Even if the power is very high, we still have to wait until it is made to determine it.

Wei Wen naturally believed what Uncle Wei said, but it was precisely because of this that he became more conflicted.

"By the way, young master, can you tell me who made these two pictures?" Although the second finished product has not yet come out, it must be correct judging from the first one.

Especially such a special and clear way of drawing made Uncle Wei feel a little anxious.

Seeing this scene, Wei Wen couldn't help but have a clearer understanding of his little cousin.

The other side.

His cousin didn't come to see him the whole day, but Ye Shuo wasn't worried. He went about his daily routine and did what he was supposed to do.

Such a big thing should naturally be carefully considered. If it is decided in such a hurry, Ye Shuo will really have doubts in his heart.

He still prefers to work with cautious people.

The next day, as soon as Ye Shuo arrived at the martial arts training ground, he was called away by the old Duke of Zhenguo, saying that he would be taught individually.

But in fact, both of them knew what to teach.

"Dad, he hasn't even laid a solid foundation yet..." Isn't this nonsense?

Despite the old duke's tough attitude and his uncle and cousins' hesitant expressions, Ye Shuo was finally taken away.

The old Duke Zhenguo hadn't used those tricks for many years. He was too old to afford to lose face, so after bringing Ye Shuo to his yard, he decisively closed the door of the yard.

Ye Shuo was more open and aboveboard when he was drawing the blueprints. Comparing the scene now with that when he was drawing the blueprints, the latter looked more like a scene of a thief.

Ye Shuo couldn't help but smack his lips: "It's really that serious."

"How could it be possible?" A dignified duke, a dignified prince, was studying here how to dig out people's eyes, kick people's crotches, and bite people's ears. What would happen if this got out?

The Duke of Zhenguo couldn't help but puff out his beard and glare.

Ye Shuo beside him couldn't help but add two sentences silently: "There are also hair pulling and breaking people's little fingers."

Old Duke Zhenguo: “…”

If it were a few decades ago, when the old Duke of Zhenguo was still a small soldier, people might have praised him, saying that a real man is one who can advance and retreat. But now his status is different after all, and even the old Duke of Zhenguo has to have dignity.

Ever since his status rose, the old Duke Zhenguo has almost stopped using those despicable tricks. After all, as a general, when he challenges the enemy's main general to a duel, he can't use those tricks in public. What kind of excuse would that make?

What matters in challenging a challenge is momentum. Winning must be beautiful and fair so as to boost the morale of your own side. Otherwise, the other side will look down on you.

If the victory is unfair, the other party will feel humiliated and may end up making things worse in anger.

So now no one knows that he knows all these things. If his grandson hadn't suddenly brought it up, the Duke of Zhenguo would never have used it again.

But since he has decided to teach, he will definitely teach well.

Although these despicable tricks sound simple, they are not the same when actually put into use. You just raise two fingers and go straight to the person's eyes. How can the person not be on guard?

Anyone with a little bit of kung fu skills can easily dodge it.

The more shady the trick is, the more unexpected, mysterious and unpredictable it is, making it hard to guard against.

The old Duke Zhenguo was not polite either. He directly grabbed his grandson to practice with him. After all, he wanted to learn it himself, so what was wrong with enduring a little hardship?

Even though Ye Shuo had practiced internal skills for more than five years, he was still no match for the old Duke of Zhenguo, so the old Duke of Zhenguo told him not to hold back and just attack.

Ye Shuo didn't hesitate and rushed forward using the palm technique he had just learned.

As a result, before he could react, he felt something sticking to him. Ye Shuo subconsciously tried to shake it off, but he couldn't.

Then the next moment, he felt a huge force coming from his shoulder, and his whole body trembled with pain.

"See? It's a dirty trick. You have to hit close to the person's body."

There are so many vital points on a person's body. If the eyeballs can't be hit, there's the solar plexus. If the solar plexus can't be hit, there's the back of the head. If the back of the head doesn't work, there's the neck, two inches below the ribs, the crotch, the perineum...

Go around from front to back and from back to front, within two circles, this person is basically gone.

Ye Shuo vaguely understood that it all came down to two words: fast and cunning.

The reaction speed must be fast and the movements must be unpredictable.

“…Come again.” Enduring the pain in his shoulder, Ye Shuo gritted his teeth and started the second round of attack.

As expected, the Duke of Zhenguo discovered that the trick he had just used was indeed learned by him.

But after learning this, there are other things.

Just like that, after enduring a whole morning of beatings, Ye Shuo gradually figured out what kind of reactions to make in different situations, and... how to stick to others so as not to be easily left behind.

At first, the old Duke Zhenguo didn't take it too seriously. After all, no matter how talented a person was, he still had decades more experience than him.

But then the old Duke discovered that this kid could do two things at once, or even do more than one thing at a time...

It's like his left and right hands can make different movements at the same time, including his legs, and it feels like his limbs can act independently of each other without being affected at all.

In other words, the old Duke Zhenguo has to guard against three places at the same time to prevent him from attacking.

He certainly wouldn't be defeated, otherwise the old Duke would have lived to such an old age and fought on the battlefield so many times in vain. But the fighting was indeed getting more and more strenuous, and he gradually lost the ease that he had at the beginning when he could be knocked down with one move.

From one move at the beginning, it gradually became two moves, three moves, and so on.

Especially the old Duke Zhenguo found that Ye Shuo was particularly suitable for practicing this, because this kid was really ruthless. He didn't care whether it was good or bad. In his eyes, winning was the most important thing. In the end, he even used his teeth.

"Stop, stop, stop, it's getting late, it's time to have lunch." A hand clasped his shoulder, making the boy unable to move. Then, the old duke, who was almost kicked in the crotch, looked at the calf that almost brushed past his clothes, and couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

But he still pretended to be at ease.

Ye Shuo was not so particular. He howled almost the moment he was controlled: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Grandfather, it's broken, it's broken, the bone is breaking!"

Ye Shuo was not feeling much better at this time. He found that his grandfather was actually serious and showed no mercy at all, which made him experience firsthand what it was like to be in excruciating pain.

It turns out that being beaten hurts so much. And this is not even with a knife. If a knife were used, it would be so painful!

If this is the case with our relatives, we would never dare to think about it if it were our enemies.

Ye Shuo became more and more determined to practice these dirty tricks to the end, and would never try to fight with others head-on if he could avoid it.

So what if it's not decent? Saving your life is better than anything else.

After lunch, Ye Shuo almost limped back.

After waking up from a nap, Ye Shuo lifted up his underwear and, as expected, his arms, legs and stomach were almost all blue.

This is only the first day, and there are still nine days to go. I really don’t know how I’m going to get through the rest of the day.

What Ye Shuo didn't know was that the old Duke was also thinking about this question in the room.

What if I get hit by that guy in the next few days? He is so cruel that if he gets hit, I will die.

The two of them felt sad at the same time.

Compared to Ye Shuo who was accepting the old Duke's special training with pain and happiness, Wei Wen was much more conflicted.

The crossbow on the second drawing was made on the third day, and Wei Wen even tested its power personally.

Although it is a repeating crossbow, its power is not bad, and it is even better than the ordinary single arrow one.

Ten rounds at a time, the power is incomparable.

Wei Wen's first reaction was to ask Uncle Wei not to tell this matter to anyone. Then he felt that it was necessary to talk to his younger cousin.

Wei Wen originally thought that his little cousin would come to him first, after all, he looked rather anxious. But... Wei Wen waited and waited, but on the ninth day he still didn't come. Wei Wen couldn't sit still any longer, so he had to take the initiative to find him.

At that time, Ye Shuo was sitting on the bed, applying medicine to himself with a grimace.

He did learn those dirty tricks, but the price he paid was not small. He was beaten almost all the time, and Ye Shuo almost couldn't hold on if he had enough willpower.

As expected, experience still needs to be gained through practice...

Seeing Wei Wen coming in, Ye Shuo pointed to the medicine for injuries and sprains next to him and said, "Cousin, you've come at the right time. Please help me."

It hurts anyway, so if we feel the pain together, at least it will end faster.

Wei Wen did not refuse.

Perhaps the situation in the Duke's Mansion had lasted for too many years, so that he was physically and mentally exhausted. In addition, the Duke's Mansion and his little cousin were now in the same boat. If one of them made any move, the other would immediately change as well.

Therefore, Wei Wen was too lazy to beat around the bush and asked directly: "What is your purpose?"

After much thought, Wei Wen felt that the reason for the little princess's marriage was really untenable.

Unless... there's really something wrong with his brain.

If it weren't for the little princess, the rest of the answer would be obvious.

Wei Wen's eyes couldn't help but turn cold: "If it's for that position, I might as well tell you straight out that it's impossible."

Life was already difficult, and Wei Wen would never allow him to drag the entire Duke's Mansion into trouble, even if he was his aunt's son.

As for being hated by the little cousin? The Zhenguo Mansion has already suffered enough, and this one is not a big deal.

"So you should just give up on this idea."

After realizing what his cousin was saying, it was Ye Shuo's turn to look at him as if he was a lunatic.

How desperate must one be to think of becoming an emperor!

"…Do you think the prince's position is not high enough, or do you think being a prince is not as free as being an emperor?"

"Do you think the emperor doesn't worry enough, or do you think the idle prince doesn't have enough leisure time?"