Chapter 1887: Black Iron Ore
Xuanyuan Jin's arrogant look made everyone so angry that they wanted to bite him.
Even Zhao Wu wanted to punch his master a few times.
This is too inhumane!
Is it so great to be rich? As if the dark cave wall is more valuable than the glittering jewels in the cave.
Well, having money is great.
Everyone was upset and helpless.
Tang Bao touched her little nose, feeling helpless.
My brother's mouth is so hateful.
At the same time, I feel helpless about the people's judgment.
Some things are valuable whether you say they are valuable or not.
However, some things are priceless and cannot be measured by money.
How come they can't see it?
"Actually, you really haven't noticed that these aren't the most precious things here?" Tang Bao pointed at the mountain of jewels and asked curiously.
Everyone: “…”
They were all stunned.
What does this mean?
No, could it be that...
Everyone looked at Suramo's skeleton.
Well, Sulamo's bones are precious, and for the people of southern Xinjiang, they are incomparable spiritual wealth. However, no matter how precious Sulamo's bones are, they cannot be used as money.
What everyone cares about most is these jewels.
After all, who would dare to sell Sulamo's bones?
Tang Bao followed everyone's gaze and guessed what they were thinking, and couldn't help but frown.
Tang Bao walked towards the cave wall Xuanyuan Jin was looking at, reached out and patted the dark cave wall, and asked: "Didn't you notice? This is actually a black iron mine."
Everyone: “…”
What? Black iron ore?
Everyone's eyes suddenly widened.
Erpan looked down at the thousand-year-old black iron spear in his hand, then at the dark cave wall.
"Aunt, you mean..."
Erpan spoke, his face full of disbelief.
The black iron spear in his hand was obtained from the treasure house of Yunzhong City.
How precious is black iron!
It is a great honor for me to get a black iron spear.
As a result, his aunt told him that there was a black iron mine here!
This is such a joke!
How could he believe this?
Tang Bao nodded.
"Don't doubt it, it's what you think it means." Tang Bao said, "The black iron ore here can be used to forge countless black iron weapons."
Er Pan: “…”
Everyone: “…”
What should I do if my heart beats too fast?
"I am really stupid..." Da Pan muttered.
Although gold, silver and treasures are precious, they are also valuable.
A piece of black iron ore is priceless.
Gold and silver mines are indeed not worth mentioning compared to the black iron ore that can be used to forge weapons.
Da Pan looked at the dark cave wall, and his eyes began to glow green.
As a future military commander, how could one resist the temptation of black iron weapons?
He also wanted a black iron spear...
Erpan's eyes also began to glow with wolfish light.
Although he has a black iron spear, who would want to have too many good things?
Swords, spears, halberds, bows, arrows and flying knives, he wants them all, right?
Everyone rushed to the cave wall and reached out to touch it gently.
It feels cold to the touch, like an unsharpened sword, its edge hidden, but one cannot ignore its sharp connotation.
This is black iron ore!
How many extremely sharp weapons can be forged with this!
A country that owns such a black iron mine can simply look down on the world!
It turns out that this is the most important wealth that Sulamo left to the people of Southern Xinjiang!
After Yu Zhilan was shocked, her expression became serious.
The black iron mine that Sulamo left to the people of Southern Xinjiang is simply the capital left for Southern Xinjiang to unify the world!
You know, weapons made of black iron are extremely sharp and can cut iron like mud.
Iron weapons are like small wooden swords held by children against the cold and gleaming butcher knife in front of black iron weapons.
That will definitely cut everything off with one cut!
There is such a black iron mine in southern Xinjiang, plus these treasures in the caves. If southern Xinjiang really has the intention to unify the world, then wouldn't Dayan be in danger?
No! He needs to discuss this matter with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...
Forget it, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still a child.
Yu Zhilan shook her head secretly and looked at Tang Bao again.
Fortunately, there is a reliable little apprentice.
Although the little disciple is the saint of Southern Xinjiang, she is also a citizen of Dayan and will never do anything that is detrimental to Dayan.
However, if the young disciple had been staying in southern Xinjiang, there would be nothing to worry about.
However, the young disciple will definitely stay in Dayan for a long time.
If anything happens in southern Xinjiang, my disciple will be unable to do anything about it.
"Fuya, come here." Yu Zhilan said solemnly.
"What's wrong, Master?"
Tang Bao walked over and didn't understand why the master looked so serious.
Yu Zhilan looked at Tang Bao and said meaningfully: "When the high priest gave you the treasure map, it naturally meant that he also gave you the things in the treasure. Now that you have found the treasure, then these things should..." all belong to you?
Yu Zhilan didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was self-evident.
These things should belong to Tangbao.
By the way, if she didn't know that this was a black iron mine, Yu Zhilan wouldn't have thought too much about it, and she had no intention of letting Tang Bao take the thing for herself.
After all, this is Suramo's tomb, you can't take away his burial objects.
Even if there are gold and silver mines discovered on the road, they are located in the territory of southern Xinjiang. There is absolutely no reason for you, the people of Dayan, to come here to mine them.
It's different now.
Black iron ore!
If you don’t fight, you’re a fool!
Even if we can obtain some mining rights, it will give us unparalleled confidence when used on the battlefield.
Tang Bao is not a fool and immediately understood what Yu Zhilan meant.
His master wants a piece of the pie.
The others were not fools either, and they also sensed other meanings from Yu Zhilan's words.
So everyone started thinking about the pros and cons.
Many times, personal emotions have to take a back seat in the face of national interests.
Pomegranate's expression turned cold.
"Master Taifu, don't worry. As long as my southern border is not bullied by other countries, I will never let anyone disturb Sulamo's rest unless the country is in danger of extinction." Shi Liu said coldly.
After saying this, he paused and his tone became tougher.
He added, "This is the sacred place of our Southern Border. No outsiders are allowed to approach!"
Shi Liu's words had two meanings. One was that she would not initiate a war just because of the black iron ore. The other was that this was the territory of Southern Xinjiang and the tomb of Sulamo, and people from other countries were absolutely not allowed to come and mine.
As soon as Shi Liu finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.
Xia Siya and others couldn't help feeling uneasy. They looked at Shi Liu, then at Yu Zhilan, and no one dared to speak.
Now is not the time to talk about personal feelings.
Yu Zhilan remained calm.
As the Grand Tutor of Dayan, how could he give up his plan just because of Shi Liu's words?
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