A conquest between countries set the tone between the two of them when they were staggered with wine.

Yan paid the road from Sichuan and Shu in the Great Shu Kingdom to Yongzhou, Mangshan, Miza, and Hancheng, and could obtain thirty percent of Cao Wei's booty from the Mauryan Dynasty.

In order to let Cao Wei get out of the situation of being forced to die as soon as possible, Yang Qi not only agreed to lend him the way, but also promised to provide him with a batch of second-generation firearms.

Compared with the first-generation artillery provided by the Yan State to the Great Shu Kingdom and the Great Jin Kingdom earlier, the second-generation firearms include portable light artillery, arquebuses, explosives bags, and earth mines.

In terms of equipment, the soldiers and horses of the Great Shu Kingdom, which are equipped with second-generation firearms, will be hundreds of times stronger than before.

Of course, although Yang Qi and Cao Wei were close, it was impossible for him to let Cao Wei's soldiers and horses surpass the Yan army.

The Yan army has long been equipped with fifth-generation firearms, the fifth-generation firearms include a wider range, and its combat effectiveness is more than one stubble higher than that of the second-generation firearms.

With the continuous upgrading of weapons, the upgrading of weapons and equipment has also accelerated.

Every time the whole army changes its equipment, it consumes a lot of money in the state treasury.

It was through this means of secondary use that Yang Qi sold the eliminated firearms to the two countries of Dashu and Dajin to complete the upgrading of the weapons of the Yan army.

To sum it up, it is to use other people's money to constantly strengthen one's own armament.

The pressure of replacing armaments was transferred to the two countries of Dashu and Dajin.

Of course, the two countries of Dashu and Dajin are not fools, they naturally know that Yan Guo is using their money to constantly enhance themselves.

But all the skills of firearms are basically in the hands of Yan Guo.

Although they had carefully sent people to study it secretly, they were still in the most primitive stage of the most fundamental iron-making technology and the production of gunpowder.

In the case that they did not metamorphose the black gunpowder into yellow gunpowder, the things they imitated could not reach the power of the firearms of the Yan Kingdom.

And the cost of their research and development is far higher than the firearms they buy from Yan Guo.

After weighing the cost performance, they decisively gave up research and development, and chose to continue to buy firearms from Yanguo.

In this way, their dependence on Yan Guo will become stronger, and as for the means of Yan Guo's pressure transfer, they will pretend not to see it.

It is worth mentioning that although the two countries have peeps at the skills of Yanguo firearms, they have never had the intention of stealing or buying.

The three kingdoms can be regarded as allies linked by kinship.

Stealing the firearms-making skills of the Yan Kingdom can easily undermine this alliance.

I didn't spend money on buying skills, because of the consciousness of the two countries of Dashu and Dajin.

The Cao and Zhe families behind Dashu and Dajin are all transformed from the family, and they have their own way of life.

Unless it is to take advantage of the fire to rob, it is simply impossible to spend money to buy other people's core Zhenguo skills from others.

They just understood this, so they didn't open their mouths to buy firearms-making skills from Yang Qi.

Yang Qi was willing to sell a batch of firearms to Cao Wei privately without going through the official state of the Great Shu Kingdom, which was great news for Cao Wei.

Cao Wei was grateful, and pulled Yang Qi to drink a lot of wine together.

until the cheeks that poured himself red and dizzy.

He politely refused Yang Qi's support, grinned and walked out of the imperial study, brought in a little guy from outside the imperial study, and after throwing it in front of Yang Qi, he fell to the ground and fainted drunk.

The little guy was only six years old, two feet tall, dressed in Shu brocade, with a pair of big black eyes, with a hint of shyness and curiosity, staring at Yang Qi with a wink.

"Oh~"

Just as Yang Qi was looking the little guy up and down, Cao Wei, who was at the little guy's feet, opened his mouth in a daze and spit out, with bubbles still bubbling in his mouth.

Yang Qi shuddered.

The little guy moved his foot to the side in disgust, and when he saw Yang Qi looking at him, he immediately stopped.

"Chen Lin!"

Yang Qi shouted in a low voice.

Chen Lin shook off the dust, trotted into the imperial study, and after seeing Cao Wei lying on the ground like a dead dog, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Fork it out, throw it into the soup pool, and sober him up. Then I had someone clean up the imperial study. ”

Yang Qi looked at Cao Wei, who was spitting bubbles, and did not hide the disgust on his face at all, and almost commanded Chen Lin in a roar-like voice.

Chen Lin hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then asked Gong E to clean up the ground, and he asked the imperial guard to drive Cao Wei out of the imperial study.

The guards drove Cao Wei away, and after the palace ladies cleaned up the imperial study, they also retreated outside the door.

There were only two people left in the imperial study, Yang Qi and the little guy.

The little one looks a little restrained.

Yang Qi looked at the little guy again, and said hesitantly, "You...... Is it a girl, or a boy? ”

The little guy was stunned for a moment, his little face was a little red, he drooped his head, and said hesitantly: "I...... I'm a boy......"

Although the little guy is dressed as a boy, he is pink and tender, shy and delicate like a girl, which makes Yang Qisheng have some illusions.

Yang Qi raised his eyes and glanced out of the door, "That was your father just now?" ”

The little guy shook his head slightly, "My Uncle Wang ......"

Yang Qi frowned, and said suspiciously: "You are not his son, so what did he do by throwing you to me?" ”

The little guy pouted, hesitated for a long time, and said, "My imperial grandfather said to Uncle Wang that when I was not born, you decided to make me your disciple.

Uncle Wang sent me here to apprentice at the behest of the emperor's grandfather this time. ”

When Yang Qi heard this, he was a little dazed, his eyes kept flickering, searching for the memories in his mind.

When did he say that he would take the Cao family as an apprentice.

Counting the famous stakeholders in the history of the Cao family, in addition to Cao Bin, only Cao Wei and Cao Baochen remained.

Cao Baochen has been trained by him, who else in the Cao family can be more powerful than Cao Baochen, worthy of his personal training?

Yang Qihu glanced at the little guy suspiciously, looking at the little guy uneasily.

"What's your name? Who is your father? ”

The little guy saluted Yang Qi with a straight look, "Back to my uncle's words, the boy's name is Cao Yu, and my father Cao Yu ......."

"Uncle? Cao Tong? Cao Xi? ”

Yang Qi repeated the name he had given himself and the two names in his mouth.

After a while, he looked at the little guy in amazement and said in surprise: "You said your name is Cao Yan?" ”

The little guy didn't understand why his uncle had such a reaction, and he nodded hesitantly.

"You are actually Cao Tong and Cao Jingxiu......"

Yang Qi sighed, raised his hand and put his hand on the little guy's head, happy.

Just now, my brain short-circuited for a while, and I actually forgot about him.

Judging from the official history, this little guy is also a lucky person who relies on his sister's wealth, and there is nothing to praise.

But from the altar, this little guy is one of the eight immortals in the upper cave.

Uncle Cao Guo.

Although Yang Qi has lived in this world for many years, he has not seen anything like gods and ghosts.

But if you adjust the evil taste of the gods, he still has it.

Cao Yan's small body struggled, wanting to break away from Yang Qi's clutches.

He didn't understand why Yang Qi called him Cao Jingxiu.

But he hated Yang Qi for playing with his head.

However, his weak strength couldn't even suppress Yang Qi's little thumb, so he could only be toyed with by someone holding his head with one hand.

Yang Qi didn't bully the little guy too hard, but after messing up the fairy's hair with a bad taste, he generously said to him: "Go to the Imperial Garden and find your brothers to play." ”

Cao Tong was relieved and rushed out of the imperial study as if he had escaped.

After Cao Tong left, Yang Qi had just returned to the dragon chair and sat down, and before he could sit down steadily, he heard bursts of crying coming from outside the door.

Before he could open his mouth to ask a question, he saw a man with a large waist and a round waist, black and white hair entering the imperial study.

The huge body is crying like a confinement baby, which is strange and disobedient.

"Puff~"

The man really knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Foreign ministers fold the imperial secretary, see His Majesty Emperor Dayan." ”

Yang Qi was startled, hurriedly got up, rushed to Zhe Yuqing's side, and helped him up, "Uncle, what are you doing here?" Although my nephew is now the honor of a country, in front of you, I am still a nephew.

What's more, Yan Guo has already canceled the kneeling ceremony, if you are an elder and kneel to me, I will lose my life. ”

Yang Qi got up with the huge body of Zhe Yuqing, folded Yuqing's pair of tiger claws, grabbed his arm, and wailed: "Qilang, uncle can't live!" ”

Yang Qi sat down comfortably and asked, "What are you talking about, you are now the king of Han in the Great Jin Kingdom, and you are the emperor's younger brother, with an army of 500,000 in your hands, who can let you not live." ”

Zhi Yuqing grabbed Yang Qi and cried: "Qilang, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other." In the eyes of others, my uncle, the king of the Great Jin Dynasty, has an army of 500,000 and is majestic. But in fact, my uncle is not far from death. ”

Yang Qi was stunned and said in a deep voice: "How do you say this?" ”

Zhi Yuqing looked at Yang Qi pitifully, "Uncle told you the truth, can you take your uncle in Yan Kingdom." ”

Seeing a person two wheels older than himself wailing in front of him, Yang Qi really couldn't stand it.

He smiled bitterly and frowned, "You talk about it first......

Zhi Yuqing choked up and said: "You don't know, that kid is black-hearted." When I was in Fuzhou before, my uncle and I took care of him in every way and pampered him, he was not my parent, but I treated him like a parent.

But since he was canonized as the crown prince, under the bewitchment of those civil officials, his heart has turned black.

He saw that your uncle was old, and he felt that I, the imperial brother, was a threat to his ascension to the throne, so he hacked me.

Sixteen killers were sent back and forth, all of them rushing for my life.

The most thrilling time, my old life was almost gone. ”

While crying, Fold Yuqing lifted his sleeves, revealing a hideous scar on it, which was purple and black, and pus.

Zhi Yuqing pointed to the scar and cried: "This is your uncle and I were assassinated on the way to Yanjing City, if it weren't for the hard work of my guards, I'm afraid my life would have been confessed."

That kid was so vicious that he even used poison. ”

Yang Qi was also taken aback by the scar on Yu Qing's arm, the knife was very deep, obviously coated with poison, and he could clearly smell the stench at the wound.

"This is a deadly method, how ruthless?!"

Yang Qi exclaimed in surprise and shouted, "Chen Lin, hurry up, send the imperial doctor, come and help my uncle diagnose and treat." ”

Looking at the scar on Yuqing's hand and the poisoning, if you don't pull out the poison, I'm afraid this arm will be scrapped.

Zhi Yuqing said with a bitter face: "Qilang, you must promise to save your uncle, if you don't save your uncle, your uncle's arm is useless." ”

Yang Qi's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

"Uncle, as far as I know, Brother Weizheng is a taciturn and upright man. How could he do such a shady thing? ”

Zhi Yuqing's eyes immediately widened, and he wailed: "Do you think that I, who is an uncle, deliberately played a bitter trick and framed him?" ”

Yang Qi waved his hand awkwardly, "That's ...... That's not ......."

"You said that the kid was silent and upright, it was all before, and the kid pretended to be good. Now that he has become the crown prince, under the instigation of the ministers, his true nature is exposed. Uncle's wound is the best proof of this. ”

"Uh...... If that's the case, then I won't die without help. With the current strength of my nephew, I will protect you to stay in Yan Kingdom, and no matter how fierce he is, he will not dare to stab him in front of his nephew. ”

"Nephew! You are the living bodhisattva who saves the suffering. ”

"Uh...... I don't believe in Buddhism, and neither do the people of Yan Kingdom. ”

“……”

After receiving Yang Qi's promise of protection, Zhi Yuqing didn't continue to wail, and his expression eased a lot.

Under Yang Qi's conscription, the Fahai Imperial Doctor was belated.

"See Your Majesty'......"

"Don't talk about those vulgar rites, look at my uncle's wounds."

After Fahai bowed his hand, he let Zhi Yuqing lift his sleeves, and after looking at the purple and blue wound, he gasped.

"What a cruel poison ......"

The corners of Yu Qing's mouth twitched, but he didn't speak.

Yang Qi frowned and asked, "Have you ever been treated?" ”

Fahai nodded and said solemnly: "There is a doctor, but you have to rip off a large piece of meat on your arm." ”

"Then let's do it."

With Yang Qi's approval, Fahai used two silver needles to seal the pain on Yu Qing's arm, as well as the blood veins, and began to use the knife to cut the flesh.

Fahai took more than three taels of flesh from Zhen Yuqing's arm to remove the poison from his arm.

Then sprinkled with a layer of hemostatic and muscle-building powder, the wound was filled with herbs, and the wound was wrapped in gauze.

After it was dealt with, Fahai bowed and left the imperial study.

Although Fahai sealed Zhe Yuqing's pain with a silver needle, cold sweat broke out on his still painful forehead.

As he cut the flesh, blood stained the carpet beneath his feet.

Looking at the deep wound and Yin Hong's blood, Yang Qi no longer had the slightest suspicion about his words.

Zhi Yuqing's face was pale, his mouth trembled, and he said weakly: "Qilang, uncle thought about it just now, you just shelter me alone, I'm afraid it's not appropriate." Uncle is in Dajin, and there are tens of thousands of henchmen and brothers.

If the uncle leaves, they will definitely not have a good time staying in Dajin.

If they are mutilated to death by your brother, your uncle will be troubled. ”