Not far from the pavilion, several Langyun students gathered together.
Having stayed in the other world for so long, they have long since merged with the identity of immortals. At a glance, they all appear dignified and self-possessed, with calm expressions.
But where the natives couldn't see, everyone held a small bag filled with peeled chestnuts.
Just put one in your mouth when you have nothing to do. It is sweet and soft, and the aroma of caramel makes people feel better.
Among these people is Bian Yuhang from Mechanical Engineering.
The classmates were discussing things about the car display, and some newcomers were excitedly discussing the changes in Zhouguo. It was quite lively.
But he did not join in, but stared at the pavilion silently and intently.
Someone saw this and came over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Bian Yuhang continued to look at it and replied, "See how Kong Zhang reacts to those drawings."
The classmate was surprised: "You gave him the blueprint? Can he understand it?"
Bian Yuhang was confident: "Of course he can understand it. He learned the basics in Langyun and has a very high level of comprehension. In our school, he would have started out in at least a genius class. Later, he had many opportunities and his works were always excellent. For example, those flying hot air balloons and the ridiculously large waterwheel are all his work."
This student had obviously never done a mission in Zhou Country before and wasn't very familiar with the local scene. Upon hearing this, he couldn't hide his surprise. "Really? That's impressive! Is he really that skilled?"
As a result, Bian Yuhang directly shook his head and denied it: "The design is good, but the hands-on ability is average."
The classmate was puzzled: "Then how did he invent it?"
Bian Yuhang thought for a moment and said, "Failure is the mother of success."
"……What's the meaning?"
"That is to say, he has money and the King of Zhou and the entire Zhou Kingdom are behind him, so he can try anything and will definitely succeed."
classmate:……
Okay, I get it. Those who have the throne to inherit are indeed powerful.
After stuffing another chestnut into his mouth, the classmate muttered, "There's no need to give him all the design drawings. This is our mission after all."
Bian Yuhang retracted his gaze, pinched a chestnut, and then said, "Believe me, it won't be long before the task of building the car will be handed over to him."
Classmate: “…Huh?”
Bian Yuhang said calmly, "Based on our current progress, we won't be leaving for long. Even if we encounter setbacks, we'll return home sooner or later. By then, this world will probably be left with many seemingly complete industries that actually still have room for improvement."
The classmate immediately understood: "You mean, you want Kong Zhang to continue to develop?"
Bian Yuhang nodded.
They are professionally related, so they are very clear that in industry, human exploration and pursuit are endless.
Now Langyun can directly transplant the mature industrial system it has learned, which enables it to develop rapidly, but sooner or later, everything here will be handed over to the hands of the indigenous people themselves.
Judging from their recent performance, if you're not careful, they'll create some weird things.
Once the technology tree goes astray, it is not easy to turn it back.
So Bian Yuhang made up his mind early on: "Instead of teaching them later, it's better to let them get familiar with it now and make a good handover."
But his classmates were skeptical. "Even if Kong Zhang's learning ability is good enough, he's a prince of a country. Being a king, or even a prince, means he'll be able to live off his parents for the rest of his life. Is he really willing to work so hard on something like this?"
Bian Yuhang was extremely confident: "Don't worry, he has an extraordinary passion for mechanical manufacturing. Besides, he doesn't need to do it himself, just lead by example." He paused, "Besides, the child is very steady."
As he spoke, he pointed to the pavilion.
The original intention was to let my classmates see how focused that person was when looking at the drawings.
As a result, when the two of them looked over, they saw Kong Zhang with a conflicted look on his face. His originally handsome face with childishness was wrinkled like a bitter gourd.
The classmate muttered: "Is this, stumped?"
Bian Yuhang subconsciously defended the other party: "Maybe he was thinking too deeply."
At this moment, he suddenly stood up and walked to the pillar of the pavilion.
The classmate asked again: "Is this also for thinking?"
Bian Yuhang hesitated for a moment, then said, "It should be to find a quiet corner."
Before he could finish his words, Kong Zhang covered his round buttocks with his hands and ran away.
He ran while yelling, "Master! I'll go copy it right away! Don't hit me! Ahhh, Master, see you tomorrow!"
Tan Min: ...
Bian Yuhang: ...
Classmate: "...That's it, steady?"
Bian Yuhang looked up at the sky and suddenly felt that the handover would not be a matter of a day or two.
Life is full of setbacks...
On the other side, Zhong Zuo had already taken the prepared things to the place where the Barbarian delegation was staying, followed by a group of servants holding colorful silk and fans.
The one walking in front was Zhong Zuo's confidant. He glanced back twice, then turned around and asked in a low voice, "Have you asked Master Tan why he prepared all this these days?"
Zhong Zuo waved his hand and said, "No need to ask, what I thought before must be correct."
The confidant said nothing more, but just glanced at his master, wondering in his heart whether he didn't need to ask or he didn't dare to ask.
Zhong Zuo naturally didn't notice the man's expression. He just raised his head to look at the sun above his head and muttered, "The sun is particularly hot this year, and the temperature has risen sharply. It's so hot." As he said that, he was about to take off his hat to fan himself.
This action did not attract any attention.
After all, everyone in the court was accustomed to the reckless behavior of this latecomer, Lord Zhong.
Not to mention using his hat to fan himself, he even once dismissed his sedan chair bearers to save money. He wore his official uniform and walked to and from court every day, claiming that it was for fitness. Every time he did so, he attracted the attention of the people.
In the end, Lord Tan Min couldn't bear it any longer and secretly paid for him to find new sedan chair bearers.
Now it’s just taking off a hat, it’s nothing.
But just as Zhong Zuo touched the brim of the hat, Tan Min's face suddenly appeared in his head.
And some cold words:
"Wear your hat when you go out. If I see you disobeying official orders again, I'll make you a steward in the palace. You only need to take a single blow to become a third-rank official, and your monthly salary will be several times higher than it is now."
Zhong Zuo's movements paused for a moment, then he straightened his back, raised his chin, and tried hard to act like an official.
Just a pair of eyes rolling around, he whispered: "Master Tan is not here, right?"
The confidant looked around and replied, "He's not here, don't worry, sir."
Zhong Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked forward with square steps.
He looks just like a veteran official.
However, he did not notice the complicated look in his confidant's eyes: It seemed that his master was indeed very afraid of Lord Tan and did not dare to ask any questions.
Alas, it is not easy to be an official these days.
And they soon saw the embassy gate.
Zhong Zuo paused slightly and didn't move forward. He just waved his hand and said, "Send it in. Remember to explain clearly that this is a gift from the Zhou Kingdom. Tell them to accept it with kindness. Also, ask them to go to the outskirts of the city to watch the ceremony tomorrow."
The confidant then asked, "Sir, why don't you go in and see those barbarian envoys?"
Zhong Zuo sneered, "I'm not going. The envoy this time is the prince of the Barbarian Kingdom, and he was the first to see through the wine trafficking scheme. I'm in charge of this trade route, so it's better not to meet him. Those barbarians are very unreasonable."
The confidant was puzzled: "Are you afraid that a quarrel will affect trade?"
Zhong Zuo said confidently: "No, I'm afraid of being beaten."
Confidant: ...
oh.
At this moment, a red-haired barbarian came forward.
It was Chiwu.
Speaking of which, his experience was quite tortuous. At first, he was a spy trained by the Barbarian Country. Unexpectedly, he made a mistake and was tricked by the female leader of the grassland. Later, he escaped because he stood on the wrong side, and was controlled by the grassland tribe because of his failed fraud.
After much difficulty, he found a way to go to Bankui Kingdom with his companions, but they were almost wiped out by Bankui. In the end, he was able to survive by performing arts performances.
The reason he went to Zhou State in the Bankui delegation was because he heard that the Barbarian State was also coming.
Chi Wu, who knew the temper of his family members well, naturally knew that these people would not ask for peace, nor would they run away for no reason. He was afraid that they were here to cause trouble, so he hurried over.
I happened to run into Zhong Zuo outside the door.
It's an acquaintance I met in Banqui.
He paused slightly, then quickly stepped forward, saluted with a smile, and his voice wasn't as loud and rough as that of an average barbarian, but rather exceptionally honest and straightforward: "Lord Zhong, long time no see."
Zhong Zuo glanced at him, focusing on his red hair, and quickly said with a smile: "You are here, what's going on? Do you have something to do with your tribesmen?"
Chi Wu nodded, but said nothing more, his eyes sweeping over the group of people behind Zhong Zuo.
And what they hold in their hands.
In fact, according to what Zhong Zuo thought, he guessed that Tan Min wanted to leave the barbarian's body intact, as a deterrent, so he put white silk inside, and placed it in the front, for fear that people would not see it.
But the other colorful silks and fans were so gorgeous that Chi Wu's gaze was involuntarily drawn to them.
And he was very familiar with these things.
Previously, the barbarians went to Banqui to rob and were almost wiped out. It was only by relying on these talents that they pretended to be able to sing and dance and saved their lives.
Now that Bankui and the Zhou Kingdom have a good relationship, this matter is probably known here as well.
That is to say, they also knew that the Barbarian delegation was looking for trouble this time...
Chi Wu's eyes were slightly stern, and he couldn't keep his smile.
He took a deep breath, turned around, and asked Zhong Zuo softly, "Who gave this to you?"
Zhong Zuo thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it: "Master Tan Min."
Chi Wu took another deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Please thank Master Tan for me."
Zhong Zuo felt strange: "How, do you know what these are used for?" How could he be so calm in the face of life and death?
Chi Wu nodded, his tone heavy: "Yes, I will let them use it well." The worst that could happen is another song and dance performance.
But Zhong Zuo didn't know the inside story.
He just looked at the other person in surprise, thinking, this person is willing to sacrifice his own family for the sake of justice, how admirable!
But Chi Wu misunderstood the man's expression. He pondered and looked at the other person's face. It turned out that there was a lot of meaning in it. Lord Tan wanted to repay evil with kindness.
Soon, both of them looked at each other with admiration.
Even though their thoughts were completely different, their ideas were surprisingly consistent.
He is such a good man.
After Zhong Zuo left, Chi Wu hurried into the Barbarian Embassy.
After passing through layers of guards and entering the inner hall, as expected, I heard the barbarian prince's curse: "What a garbage Great Zhou Kingdom! Don't they just want us to use the white silver and fat cattle and sheep to exchange those grains for wine that will make people addicted? Insidious! Abominable! Their hearts deserve death!"
This was not the first time Chiwu came, nor was it the first time he heard him scold.
From the initial surprise, to the later habit, and then to the helplessness now.
This made him say something that was both funny and embarrassing: "Your Highness, there's nothing wrong with drinking, but you can't be greedy. If you have to indulge in it and it becomes an addiction, shouldn't you look for the reason in yourself?"
The prince refused to accept this and shouted in barbarian language: "What if he doesn't give us this opportunity? The Zhou people are still bad guys!"
Chi Wu: "Then Your Majesty can quit."
Prince: "Isn't this impossible to quit?"
Chiwu:......
Seeing the expressions of approval on the faces of the other barbarians, Chi Wu knew that he didn't need to persuade them anymore, it was useless.
So he asked, "What are your plans, my Lord?"
The prince's response was straightforward and blunt: "Our previous defeat was due to negligence. Now that we've recovered and trained new elite soldiers and generals, we're naturally not afraid. We must regain our lost ground!"
As for how to find the place, he didn't say, and Chi Wu didn't ask.
Because he knew it was impossible.
Anyone who has seen Banqui's things that make "dong dong dong" and "bang bang bang" will not have the slightest intention of finding fault with them.
So he just reminded: "If something really goes wrong and cannot be handled, you can use singing and dancing to cover it up. Qi and Zhou both have good intentions towards cultural projects, so there is always a way out."
As he spoke, he pointed to the things that Zhong Zuo had sent.
The prince scoffed, "Oh, have you become a lackey during your time in Banque? I, a dignified prince, cannot be the number one. I can lose the battle but not the battle!"
Chi Wu did not try to persuade him, but walked forward and stuffed a red handkerchief into his hand.
The prince glared: "What is this?"
Chi Wu said seriously: "This is my last act of kindness. I hope everything goes well for His Majesty."
After saying that, he left with light steps.
It seemed that he had completely ignored it, but the next day, he still followed the Barbarian delegation to the outskirts of the capital to see the "new things" of the Zhou Kingdom.
At this time, Tan Min was already waiting there.
The same goes for Langyun and his group.
Among them, Bian Yuhang immediately turned around and hid when he saw Tan Min.
Compared with other indigenous people, he has always had an instinctive resistance to the beautiful Lady Tan.
When I was in Dechang County, I had seen that this man could whip stubborn prisoners with a smile until their skin was torn and he could also dig a big hole for people to jump into with just a few words. Anyone who saw this would have some psychological trauma.
However, as he was walking away, he heard someone coming forward and talking to Tan Min.
There are several keywords in it.
Qi State, wedding banquet, fireworks in the sky, and a car that can carry seven people.
Bian Yuhang paused slightly and did not return to his residence. Instead, he found a shady place, took out his mobile phone, thought for a moment, and dialed his father's number.
Soon, Teacher Bian's face appeared on the screen: "Yuhang, is there anything wrong?"
Bian Yuhang nodded: "I want to see the things used in the Qi Kingdom's wedding. I heard they are very interesting."
Teacher Bian saw through it immediately and said, "You want to ask about the progress of the mission in Qi State, right?"
Bian Yuhang didn't expect that he would be seen through just after he started.
So he was silent for a moment, but still nodded: "Well, Dad, you said before that we should have a deeper father-son relationship now that we are in another world, right?"
Teacher Bian smiled gently and said in a loving voice, "Yes."
"Then can you tell me?"
"cannot."
Bian Yuhang's eyes widened: "Dad!"
Teacher Bian smiled and said, "Dad is teaching you that even if we're father and son, as long as we're working on different projects, we have to compete when it's time to compete. When it comes to points, all other feelings have to take a back seat." He then added, "Don't blame Dad. Dad misses your mom and wants to go back as soon as possible."
Bian Yuhang looked conflicted: "We promised a deep father-son relationship..."
Teacher Bian: "So this is a free lesson for you. No need to thank me. This is my love for you."
Then, Teacher Bian hung up the phone without mercy.
The blackened screen reflected the confused look on Bian Yuhang's face.
He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until his classmates came over.
Seeing this, the classmate asked, "What's wrong?"
Bian Yuhang didn't answer directly, but just raised his head and sighed: "My parents are true love, I guess, I am just an accident."
classmate:? ? ?
And at this moment, the envoys from the barbarian country had arrived.
The prince was at the front, and his walking posture showed that he didn't care about his relatives.
As for the attendants who followed him, they were all similar.
Even though they had lost to the Zhou people not long ago, their long history of bullying the Zhou State made them have no fear of this place.
Think about it, in the past, the barbarians bullied the Zhou people just like wolves bullying sheep.
Even if the sheep occasionally fight back, how can a wolf who calls himself a wolf be afraid of sheep?
The prince’s idea is simpler.
He didn't care about any new things at all, he was only thinking about how to get as much benefit as possible from the Zhou people.
The more the better.
But before he could get close, Tan Min had already received the news.
The corner of his eyes twitched slightly, then he raised his hand and made a simple gesture.
Next second.
"Bang!"
“Bang!”
The huge noise shocked the barbarians so much that they subconsciously drew their weapons and their hair stood on end!
The prince even shouted: "What is it!"
As a result, we saw beautiful fireworks blooming in the sky.
White smoke was still coming out of a thin iron pipe not far away.
Then, several cars drove over.
There was still the rumbling sound and the white smoke rising up.
Before, Kong Zhang thought this was an immortal’s chariot because he knew it was made by Lang Yun.
But in the eyes of the barbarians, they had just been frightened, and now they suddenly saw a pitch-black thing coming in the clouds. How could they not be afraid!
Someone immediately raised his arm subconsciously and shot with a hidden arrow.
As a result, it bounced away with a "ding" sound.
Not a single scratch was made!
The barbarians' expressions suddenly changed. The prince was stunned, and most of the people behind him were also shocked.
Except Chiwu.
Chi Wu was not surprised by what he saw.
The Barbarian Country is already isolated, and other countries are very wary of it, so naturally they won't tell them too much, which leads to the barbarians having very little knowledge.
Now if you suddenly see something big, you will naturally be scared.
Compared to Banqui's, where a small ball can smash a ship, these are just welcome gifts at most.
But Chiwu didn't want to explain.
Because he knew very well that his people should be a little afraid.
In front of them, there are not only the Zhou people, but also the Langyun Fairyland.
While resistance is important, sometimes it's better not to fight against a rock with an egg.
After all, if you do something knowing it’s impossible but it ends up serving the interests of your country and family, then you’re courageous; if it ends up with a 100% sudden death, then you’re a fool.
So, when the prince had already begun to retreat, Chi Wu stepped forward and asked seriously, "Is the red handkerchief I gave the prince yesterday still there?"
The prince shook his head subconsciously, then suddenly stopped.
He was trembling and thinking, no wonder the Zhou people sent those things yesterday, they were preparing to crush them!
And Bai Ling...are they trying to kill him...
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chi Wu took the initiative to say, "I sing well. I am the leader of the choir in Bankui."
Upon hearing this, the prince's desire to survive finally came to the fore.
He quickly stepped back and asked someone to go to the embassy to get all the things.
When he got the red handkerchief, he frowned and thought -
Oh God, I am tone-deaf, I am big and weak, and I can’t sing or dance at all. Is it too late to learn how to spin a handkerchief now?
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