Outside the main hall, by the Yuntai, eight low-level palace maids hung their heads, smiling, and did not dare to move in this stiff posture. Every two quarters, the official on duty outside the palace raised the dust in the crook of his arm to signal, and the palace maids were like being amnestied, and they couldn't take a breath of relief and hurriedly changed their postures. Even if it's just two movements left and right, but at the end of the day, that tiredness is more than the hostess in front of the hotel in the future.

At this moment, a thunderous roar erupted in the hall, which shocked all the rotating directors, cowards, and palace maids outside the hall trembling.

"Buber, the month period has passed early, and you say that the period is too short, and I ask for a grace date. I gave you another three months, and now it's up, and what do you give me as a result? Is this inferior firebreaker? Where's my gun? What about my cannon? You damn Beiting kid is so long-lived, you dare to bully the king! ”

There was a banging kowtow in the hall, and a panicked voice sounded: "Great Khan, please appease the wrath of the gods of heaven." Although Xiao Chen could not completely imitate the Song musket, on the basis of the bronze musket, with reference to the musket to increase the function, the rope firearm made was not as good as the Song musket, but it was much stronger than the earlier copper firecracker......"

"What I want is not much stronger than your broken copper musket, I want the Song people's musket, the same musket!" Kublai Khan's thunderous roar almost lifted the roof of the hall, "I don't know how many skilled craftsmen are more skilled than the Song people, I don't know how much stronger, the Song people can build it, why can't I build it?" Why can't I concentrate on the military craftsmen of the major craftsmen in foreign regions and build the Wanhu Mansion! You tell me! Say! ”

Although the priests, cowards, and palace maids outside the hall could not see the situation in the hall, they could fully imagine the scene where the sweat sprayed on the face of the poor warsmith mansion.

Buber almost cried: "Great Khan Wow! It's not that the ministers don't make guns for the Great Khan, it's the muskets...... It's so hard, wow! The ministers, the ministers, and the masters of the palace have tried their best, and they can only do this. Please give the Great Khan some more time......"

"How long will it take?" Kublai Khan's voice suddenly calmed down, as if the furious voice of the previous moment had not been made by him.

Buber seemed to be hesitating, and Ai Ai said: "It will take about half a year for the minister...... No, no...... Three months, three months will definitely be able to ......"

Kublai Khan was noncommittal, and then asked: "The Song people also have a kind of artillery, which is even more powerful, how is the study of this artifact?" ”

Buber's tone was bitter: "The Great Khan forgives his sins, he hasn't seen the real thing, and it is difficult for the ministers to imitate it, so he ......"

"Understood, I believe that this time the prime minister will bring what you want." Kublai Khan's tone changed, revealing indescribable coldness, "How can the army fight fiercely because of your incompetence?" Give you another month, either see the gun, or see your head, you choose. Now – get out! ”

Soon, a disgraced figure fell backwards from the temple, tripped under the hem of his robe and nearly fell as he descended the stairs.

A palace maid nearby subconsciously stretched out her hand to help: "Lord Buber, please be careful......"

Buber raised his blank eyes and glanced at the palace maid, the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing an ugly smile: "Thank you...... It's okay, you can't die if you fall, in fact, it's good to fall to death......" As he spoke, he walked away, and the rickety back revealed an indescribable desolation.

The palace maid watched silently, and her clear eyes seemed to reflect another equally miserable back, until a sharp cold snort came from behind her: "! You're kind. Hmph, unprovoked actions, loss of honor in front of the palace, is it a great disrespect, can you be guilty? ”

The palace maid's face turned pale, her body moved slightly and she braked stiffly, trying her best to stay as it was, not daring to make any moves, and bowed her head and pleaded guilty: "Princess, Huanniang is an unintentional mistake, you have a lot of ......."

The prince sneered: "The Sprinkle family is not the prime minister, where did the large number come from?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the palace maid known as Huanniang suddenly changed color, and the palace maids on the left and right beside her were silent and quietly retreated a few steps to both sides to open up the distance.

The crime of losing honor in front of the palace can be big or small, depending on the mood of the internal official, when the mood is good, reprimand a sentence lightly let go, if you are in a bad mood, you can go on the line, cane scolding, claustrophobia, dethronement, how ruthless how to come.

The prince stared at Huanniang, with a touch of fierceness in his cold eyes, and even the palace maids who had nothing to do with it trembled at this look.

The prince's fierce light flickered, and his face showed coolness several times, but thinking of the moment in the hall who was being irritable at the moment, for fear of making some noise and causing unpredictable disasters, he had to hold back, snorted coldly, and swept the dust: "Count your cheap maid lucky, this time I will spare you once, and the dinner will be subtracted, and I will be on duty until the hour." Next time, I'll let you roll with your cheap sister to the sewing girl's storeroom! ”

After the prince finished speaking, the pointed-faced official on the side flattered: "The father-in-law is really kind-hearted and measured. ”

The princess said with a cold face: "The daughter of such a rebellious minister, who died early and was born early, hummed, like this plain white flour noodles...... That is, the Great Khan is merciful. ”

The eunuchs around him should be in unison, and they all praise endlessly.

Only Huanniang's face was cold, and a touch of sadness flashed in her bright eyes when she lowered her head.

……

Dadu Imperial Palace, Yanhua Pavilion, East Deer Top Palace, sewing female warehouse.

As the name suggests, this is the place where the low-level maids of the inner palace sew and mend clothes. In the corners of the corridors on both sides of the storehouse, there is a row of simple rooms, which is the residence of the weaver girls.

Every morning when the golden bell rings, the weaver girls have to report to the treasury on time and start their work, and only at the end of the Shen hour can they rest and eat. Sometimes I can't finish my work, and I have to fight at night, and I am tired. In the entire concubine palace system, the weaver girl is almost the lowest existence, usually except for the elderly maids, most of them are degraded to this place because of their sins.

As the golden bell rang at sunset, the door of the library was opened, and a group of palace maids with red eyes and numb expressions rushed out, and after receiving the meal, they returned to their residences.

A palace maid with a pale face but a beautiful appearance had just pushed open the door, and with a flash of incense, a figure appeared in front of her, and whispered, "Sister." ”

The palace maid put down the food box, and a relieved smile appeared on her pale and tired face: "Huanniang." ”

"Sister, you've lost weight again." Huanniang stroked her sister's face, and her eyes were red with distress.

The palace maid smiled faintly: "Huanniang is more rounded, very good." ”

"Sister......" Huanniang held her sister's rough and cracked palm, remembering the delicate and silky pair of soft wattles back then, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Huanniang don't cry, the weather is getting hotter now, and it's much better than a few days ago."

Sewing this kind of work is the most painful to the hand, especially in the cold winter, the skin is cracked and the blood flow, and the bones are visible in serious cases. Judging from the ten fingers of the palace maid who are a little deformed, she has suffered a lot.

"Huanniang, why didn't you come over yesterday?" The palace maid gently wiped the tears from her sister's face with the back of her hand.

"I was punished by the old eunuch of the prince and father-in-law, and I kept it until the time."

"Ahh The palace maid was shocked, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?" ”

"No......" Huanniang bit her lip and said hatefully, "That old gelding wanted to come, but he didn't dare." ”

He ...... How dare not? The palace maid was surprised.

Huanniang raised a Qianqianyu finger and pointed in a certain direction, and said in a low voice: "That person, he was furious today." ”

"I see." The palace maid Lan is kind to her heart, and she is penetrating at one point.

Huanniang's eyes lit up, and she approached mysteriously: "Sister, do you know that the reason why that person was so angry was because he was forced by a kind of divine soldier called 'musket' in our Great Song Army." ”

"Muskets?" The palace maid was surprised, frowned and thought for a while, "We don't have this kind of divine soldier in the Song army." ”

"Well, I think it's a new magic soldier, and even the military craftsman camp Wanhu Buber can't do anything to imitate it. There is also an artifact called 'artillery', listening to that person's roar, it is more powerful than a musket, and the Yuan Tartar is very afraid. Huanniang clasped her hands together and looked fascinated, "I really want to see what kind of magic weapon it is to force that person into such a musket and artillery." ”

"To make the thief chief so angry, this sharp weapon must have made Yuan Tartar suffer a lot. Well, Huanniang brought good news to my sister. The palace maid smiled happily, and sighed faintly, "It's a pity that our sisters are imprisoned in the palace, and we can't hear any news from the outside, and I don't know if my father is okay, and the dynasty can be fine......"

As soon as they said this, the joy that had just risen between the two sisters slowly sank again, and they wept at each other, speechless and choked.

A sharp voice suddenly came from outside the door, shattering the sadness in the room: "Has Liu Niang finished eating?" Start work quickly, and there are still three silk silks to be completed tonight......"