There are six small mechanism boxes on the table in front of you.
The little boy lit an incense stick, his face tilted back, looking very excited.
"The third challenge is to break through the incense when it burns out, and then you can see my master."
Jiang Qingwan picked them up and examined them one by one.
She could solve problems of this level easily when she was ten years old.
She didn't come here to cause trouble, so we gave her some face.
After studying it seriously for a while, he unlocked the third one when the incense had burned halfway, successfully completing the task.
The child clapped his hands in delight.
"You are the first woman to successfully pass the test. You are very clever."
Just as Jiang Qingwan was about to speak, the wooden door in front of her slowly opened.
The child immediately became extremely respectful.
"Master invites you inside."
Jiang Qingwan nodded slightly, stepped aside, and walked over the table in front of her into the room.
The entire room was filled with mechanical artifacts and diagrams.
Amidst a pile of parts sat an elderly man with gray hair, tapping something.
"Little girl, you know more than just those three, don't you?"
He slowly raised his head, wearing a strange mirror over his left eye, and his right eye was devoid of light, as if he were blind.
This person has a solitary appearance, with a faint air of death between his brows.
Jiang Qingwan smiled faintly but didn't respond to the question. Instead, she looked towards the window on the east side.
The source of the deathly aura is over there, but it is not something harmful.
It must be the burial place of a close relative.
She withdrew her gaze, stepped forward, and gave a slight curtsy in greeting.
"Master Luo, I would like to ask you to make something for me. Here are the blueprints."
Luo Jiu didn't even look at it, and his expression turned cold.
"If you can break my mechanism box, then you are a kindred spirit. If you want to discuss mechanism techniques with me, you are welcome to do so. But if you want me to make something, then please leave."
After he finished speaking, he continued to tap the thing in his hand, clearly indicating that he didn't want to pay any more attention to it.
Jiang Qingwan wasn't in a hurry.
Place the folded drawings on the side of the table.
He found a spot and sat down leisurely, looking at the parts next to Luo Jiu, and spoke softly.
"The modification of chariots should be the responsibility of the Ministry of War's Construction Department. According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, civilians cannot carry out such modifications on their own."
Luo Jiu snorted coldly.
"If you want to report this to the authorities, go ahead. I'm already buried, why would I be threatened by you?"
Jiang Qingwan pushed one of the jars of wine toward him, then opened another jar, grabbed it with one hand, and took a sip.
The aroma of the wine is rich and mellow once opened.
Luo Jiu subconsciously licked his lips.
"General, are you going?"
"Ten years or more, want to try it?"
Jiang Qingwan held up the wine jar to indicate her presence.
Luo Jiu was envious. She glanced at it several times before turning her gaze away and waving her hand irritably. "Take the wine away. I said I won't make it for you, and that means I'm not making it. Get out of here."
This old man is quite stubborn.
"Using mechanical engineering to modify the chariots, making them more defensive while also offensive, is indeed an excellent idea, but there's something wrong with the blueprints on your wall."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Luo Jiu instantly flew into a rage.
"My blueprints could be wrong? Don't think you can understand all this just by breaking down a few small parts. If you really understood, would you need me to make things for you?"
Actually, Jiang Qingwan could also make that furnace.
However, it was too time-consuming and laborious, and the conditions in the backyard of the Prince's mansion simply did not allow for smelting.
She put down the wine jar, found paper and pen among a pile of odds and ends, and began to draw and explain.
Luo Jiu initially scoffed, but the more he listened, the darker his expression became. In the end, he went over and stared intently at the scene, occasionally stroking his mustache and sighing.
Jiang Qingwan suddenly stopped drawing halfway through, grabbed the drawing paper, and tore it to shreds.
"You, you, you..."
Luo Jiu jumped up and down in a panic.
Jiang Qingwan replied, "I'm giving you the drawing to show you that I wasn't lying. I'm not letting you finish it because the chariots cause slaughter, and the cause and effect shouldn't be tied up."
If her cultivation recovers, she will naturally not care about this cause and effect.
But not now.
Luo Jiu's eyes turned red with anxiety.
"You...you are ignorant! If the chariots are successfully modified, they will save countless soldiers of my Great Zhou. Those people are all sons, husbands, fathers, and brothers of the common people!"
Jiang Qingwan's eyes widened slightly in surprise.
Everything is a double-edged sword; the judgment of merit and demerit will be made by Heaven.
The bitterness lingering in her heart forced her to admit that part of the reason she didn't want to get involved in this karma was because of Qin Minglang.
She defied fate and aided him with the Crimson Jade, and now all his merits and demerits on the battlefield have backfired on her.
The cost was devastating.
However, these two things cannot be compared.
Unexpectedly, even after leaving the Qin family, she was still trapped in her emotions because of that person.
It's absolutely ridiculous.
She raised an eyebrow slightly, then returned to normal.
"You make me a tripod, I'll draw up the design for you, deal?"
Luo Jiu choked, panting heavily with anger. He turned around angrily to pick up the blueprints on the table, but after seeing them clearly, his expression became extremely strange.
"You know alchemy?"
Jiang Qingwan became curious.
"You know all this?"
Luo Jiu's eyes flickered, but he offered no explanation.
"Complete it within five days."
Jiang Qingwan didn't press the matter.
"On the day I retrieve the tripod, I will draw the complete blueprints for you."
After saying that, he bent down, picked up the wine, and walked out.
Luo Jiu was unhappy.
"Wasn't this wine delivered to me?"
"Didn't you say you didn't want it?"
Jiang Qingwan didn't even turn her head. She waved her small hand and disappeared outside the door.
The young boy personally saw him off, and seeing that Qin Minglang was still there, he put his hands on his hips, snorted coldly, and closed the door with utter disdain.
With a thud, it felt like a slap across Qin Minglang's face, leaving all the emotions he had been building up stuck in his throat.
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