After reading the confession, Yinreng sent someone to invite Yinzhi to his tent.

Yinzhi almost didn't sleep all night because of Tian Erlang's matter, and his face looked very bad when he was invited over.

After quickly reading the confession handed over by Yinreng, Yinzhi cried out in shock.

"And Japan sent twenty spies just once? How many people must they have sent over the years?"

"This just proves the Japanese's evil ambitions. What I'm afraid of now is that they haven't just sent people to Tianjin. Jilin and even coastal areas like Jiangnan might be their targets."

Yinreng drank the last mouthful of porridge, his face remaining calm.

But Yinzhi was not so calm.

"What do these Japanese want to do?!"

"What else can you do? Knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in every battle. This small island nation may not be big, but it has a big appetite!"

Yinreng sneered and told his guess. He no longer paid attention to Yinzhi, but turned to look at Dachun.

"Have you brought back Takeda Jiro's accomplices?"

"Not yet. This place is more than 20 miles away from the county town. During the day, we can walk back and forth in more than an hour. It is much more difficult to travel at night. However, when Fu An and his men went there, it was already the end of the Chinese New Year. I think they will be able to bring the people back soon."

"Just punish him directly when he arrives. There's no need to inform me."

"yes!"

Dachun responded, and when he saw Yinreng waving at him, he tactfully retreated.

When they were the only two left in the tent, Yinreng pointed to the confession on the table and said,

"Send someone to deliver the confession to the old man today, and ask him for a group of firearms craftsmen. I want to turn this place into a military base, and I can't do it without firearms craftsmen."

Yinzhi was stunned.

"Why don't you send someone out yourself?"

Yinreng rolled his eyes at him.

"The coastal areas have been infiltrated by the Japanese. You don't think there are no spies in the capital, do you?"

"Do these bastards have the guts to do that?"

Yinzhi frowned into the shape of a "川" character, obviously not believing that the Japanese would dare to send people to Kyoto. But even if they did, what did that have to do with whether Yinreng submitted a confession or not?

"Whether it's there or not, we have to be on guard. You're not happy with this chance to make amends..."

Yinzhi was stunned. Only then did he realize that Takeda Jiro was his subordinate. If he had caught Takeda Jiro, it would have been fine. But if he had been caught by Yinreng, he would surely be in trouble.

"You must clearly state the firearms craftsman I need on the memorial. Also, be sure to find someone trustworthy to send him out of the barracks."

Yinreng reminded Yinzhi again, asking him to pay attention to this matter, and then stood up and walked outside.

"I'm going out for a walk."

Since we want to build a military base, the surrounding land must be fenced off.

He had to look around to see if there were any villages nearby.

"knew."

Yinzhi was not pretentious. He took the confession and left Yinreng's tent.

Five days later, Kangxi received a secret report from Haodaer.

After reading what was recorded in the confession, Kangxi's nostrils dilated with anger.

"How dare these little Japanese pirates crawl into the territory of the Qing Dynasty and stir up trouble? How despicable!"

If Kangxi had only had a vague understanding of the Japanese's despicable behavior from Yinreng's inner voice before, he now clearly sensed the Japanese's wolfish ambitions from that confession.

If they had no plans against the Qing Dynasty, how could they have sent so many Japanese to the Qing Dynasty to gather information?

They even have eyes in the army, how could Kangxi not be on guard?

Kangxi was so angry that he gritted his teeth and immediately asked Liang Jiugong to prepare the carriage and horses, and he wanted to go to the firearm camp in person.

More than half an hour later, Kangxi arrived at the Firearms Camp, which had become like a small city.

When Kangxi came to inspect the construction factory, Dai Zi dropped his work and accompanied him in person.

Compared to when he first arrived at the Firearms Battalion eleven years ago, Dai Zi's aura of fear and trepidation has completely disappeared, replaced by a confident and calm demeanor.

The construction factory was also very different from the simple one eleven years ago. Now the construction factory even covered an area of ​​20 acres. The forging department and the artillery shell manufacturing department were clearly separated, and both sides were busy in full swing.

Kangxi only took a look from a distance at the door, then pulled Dai Zi to a secluded place. It was not that he didn't want to observe the craftsmen making firearms up close, but the guards around him stopped him from going in.

The steel, gunpowder, and red-burning furnace inside were all dangerous factors, and no one dared to let Kangxi take the risk.

"Mr. Dai, I intend to dispatch twenty men to Weihaiwei. Is this convenient for you?"

Over the years, he has asked Dai Zi to train craftsmen, and all of them are Manchus. Now more than 80% of the staff in the construction factory are Manchus.

Dai Zi was a little surprised when he heard this. Transferring people to Weihaiwei?

Is there going to be a war?

He was confused in his heart, but agreed without hesitation.

"There are over three hundred craftsmen in the factory now. It would be fine if you could transfer twenty of them."

Last time, Kangxi transferred five people from the Firearms Battalion to the Tianjin Shipyard, and another fifty people were transferred to the two naval camps in Fujian and Jilin. There were still more than three hundred craftsmen left in the construction factory.

He has taught many students in the past ten years, but most of them are dull and cannot even understand the data on the drawings. Therefore, after ten years, there are only three or four hundred people who can be considered as graduates.

The remaining hundreds are apprentices who help with manual labor.

Kangxi nodded in satisfaction.

"I've witnessed all your contributions to the Firearms Battalion over the years. Your Dai Heng is already twelve years old. Are you confident in giving him a try?"

Kangxi was always generous to people he approved of. Dai Zi was one of the few Han people whom he admired very much. Ever since the construction factory was opened, Kangxi sent Dai Zi's wife and children here and specially built a house for Dai Zi.

The treatment Dai Zi now enjoys is almost as good as that of a first-rank official in the court.

His wife and children also enjoyed the highest courtesy.

Dai Heng was not interested in his father's career, but was particularly fond of studying and taking the imperial examinations. So last year, Kangxi allowed Dai Heng to enter the Imperial College.

Kangxi asked Dai Heng's teacher and knew that he was also a very talented child, so he asked this question.

When Dai Heng was mentioned, Dai Zi's serious face finally softened.

"He has his own plans, and as a father, I can only respect them."

Kangxi said nothing more after hearing this. He only ordered Dai Zi to pick out twenty good fighters and send someone to pick them up early the next morning. Then he left the Firearm Camp.

Kangxi did not want to hide the fact that Yinzhi had found a Japanese pirate spy among his subordinates from the court officials, so the court was in an uproar early the next morning.

Many generals regarded the Japanese's act of planting spies in the army as a provocation and clamored to teach the Japanese pirates a lesson they would never forget.