Peking Prefecture.
The weather is getting colder.
The Chinese New Year is only ten days away, and Prince Yan is eager to return home.
In the past, it didn’t matter to him where he spent the New Year, because he was alone anyway.
But he is different now, he has his own son, so he must spend this New Year with his son.
The Prince of Yan had just returned to his mansion exhausted and had not had time to wash up when his attendant Wen Xin came to him with a secret letter.
"Master, there is a secret letter from the Wulan Mansion!"
King Yan's eyes flashed, and he took the secret letter and opened it. He just glanced at it twice and handed the secret letter back to Wen Xin.
King Yan said to Wen Xin, "Send the secret letter to Hua Changjue later!"
Wen Xin nodded and quickly prepared to do it.
"Wait a moment!"
Wen Xin stopped and asked with a bow.
"Master, do you have any other instructions?"
Prince Yan thought for a moment and asked, "How is Mr. Qiu Mobai doing? Is there any news recently?"
Wen Xin nodded and said, "Mr. Qiu has made great progress recently. I heard that the Bai family father and son have invented many things."
"They are all weapons used on the battlefield! They are extremely lethal."
Wen Xin was a little excited when she said this.
"You don't know that the bows we used to have could only shoot one arrow at a time."
"But the bow designed by the Bai family father and son can shoot ten arrows at a time, and the force is terrifying."
“It can be nailed directly to the wall without falling down.”
"There's another kind of ladder! It can actually rise to a height of three meters!"
"The soldiers can also hide behind the ladders and avoid being hit by the soldiers on the wall."
"There's another kind of bomb!"
"The gunpowder we used to have could kill one person at most and injure three or five people."
"But the bombs they designed can kill more than a dozen people at a time."
"There is also an observation thing!"
“You can see very, very far away.”
"besides……"
Wen Xin said a lot in one breath. At the end, she sighed.
"Ah, I still feel that we are lucky to have Mr. Qiu's help."
"No matter how capable the Bai family is, they don't have a lot of financial support."
"Where can they get such a good place and all kinds of support to do experiments?"
After Qiu Mobai rescued the Bai father and son, he directly provided a mountain near Pingyang Prefecture.
The Bai family father and son lived in the mountains and studied all kinds of strange things every day.
Qiu Mobai also provided them with all the materials they needed.
Wen Xin continued to nag at King Yan, "Master, you don't know!"
"It's used to study observation equipment. All the materials used are precious crystal stones!"
"We don't have any in the Great Sheng Dynasty. Master Qiu bought them at a high price in the Southern Song Dynasty!"
King Yan's blood boiled after hearing this and he nodded.
"When will Mr. Qiu come back?"
Wen Xin thought for a moment and said, "It should be these few days."
"Recently, there are people from Bianjing City looking for Master Qiu! They seem to be very anxious."
King Yan raised his eyebrows, "Do you know who it is? And why?"
Wen Xin thought for a moment and said, "The other person's surname is Gao! He is very close to Lord Hua!"
"I have recently bought a property and I guess I plan to live here for a long time."
King Yan nodded and said, "Go check again to see what their background is."
Wen Xin nodded and hurried to do her work.
The King of Yan traveled for many days but did not feel tired, probably because he would see his son soon.
He went back to his own courtyard to wash up, and after washing up, he went to the study and took out a scroll from the secret compartment. The scroll was a little yellowed, and it was obvious that it was very old.
King Yan carefully opened the scroll, and inside was a woman in purple dancing with a sword.
The woman has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and looks heroic.
It was the wife of Prince Yan, Qiu Mobai's mother, Princess Zijin.
Prince Yan's rough big hand carefully stroked the face of the woman in the painting.
"Ma'am, how are you doing lately?"
"My husband is back!"
"My husband has conquered two more cities of the Great Jin!"
"Wait a minute over there!"
"When I destroy the Great Jin, I will come and accompany you!"
"Ma'am! Our son is so amazing!"
"He is just like you, smart and wise, and has great martial arts skills!"
…
The King of Yan was talking to Murong Zijin's portrait, not at all the cold and silent person he was in front of others.
When talking about Qiu Mobai, King Yan's eyes were full of smiles.
He hasn't seen his son for more than a month. He didn't feel it before, but now that he has his own son, he misses him very much. He is worried about him.
I really want to know if he eats well, sleeps well, has any difficulties, and needs my help.
King Yan smiled helplessly.
The butler knocked on the study door.
"Your Highness, lunch is ready! Do you want to have it in the study?"
Prince Yan paused, then carefully rolled up the scroll. Then he said to the butler, "Send it to the study!"
The housekeeper hurried downstairs to prepare, and soon served four dishes and a soup.
A plate of stewed beef, a plate of steamed fish, two plates of vegetarian dishes, a bowl of soup and a large bowl of rice.
When the King of Yan was alone, he lived a simple life. The population of the whole palace was also very simple.
Everyone is used to simplicity.
Because most of the salary of the Prince of Yan was used to maintain the army. In fact, the Prince of Yan's Palace was almost an empty shell. There was not much money in the entire palace.
Prince Yan picked up his chopsticks and was about to have lunch when suddenly the housekeeper hurried in.
"Your Majesty, Master Qiu is back and is asking to see you outside the door!"
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