"Anyone?" Dream gently pushed open the door of the workshop, and heard the sound of ping-pong metal colliding from afar, but there was no human figure in sight.

She was about to knock a second time when a woman came out of it.

Although she is dressed in men's clothes, she is sure at a glance that she is definitely a woman, her face is serious and tense, and the cold energy is really a fight with someone.

She looked at people without warmth, and her voice did not fluctuate with emotion: "Who are you looking for?" What's up? ”

Meng Qing handed over the sign in a friendly manner: "I came to find the weapon master here and want to create something." ”

"We don't take personal stuff here." The woman was about to close the door.

"Wait!" Dream lightly covered the door she was about to close, "I'm the queen, and what I built this time is for hunting in the mountains ten days later." ”

In addition to looking at her more, the woman didn't seem to take this identity into her eyes at all, and her calloused hand reached out to her: "Drawings." ”

Meng thought lightly for a moment, and then hesitated to stretch out his hand, "It's precious." ”

The woman's eyes were calm, but Yumeki felt her disdain.

However, when she spread out the paper, her expression, which was colder than a man's, finally cracked slightly.

She opened the door and said, "You guys are in there later." ”

The small room on this porch is not large, with a table and two chairs, and there are not even superfluous items.

Not long after, an old man came, took her drawing and came directly to ask, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, where did this drawing come from?" ”

Dream was surprised for a moment, and only replied: "I painted it, I have seen it in a book, but I have changed some places." "Actually, I saw it in the museum, because I was interested in it at the time, so I looked it up on the Internet, and the changes were made by experts.

The old man's hands holding the drawings trembled slightly, and a pair of eyes were filled with tears: "Providence! Providence! ”

Mengqing didn't know what he was excited about, and was about to speak, but he saw him raise his head and sigh heavily, and his excitement turned into full sadness.

"It's a pity...... Such a good one, but no one can beat it. ”

What the? Mengqing stared at him with wide eyes, "Isn't there a drawing, just follow it." ”

The old man shook his head: "The old man learned from the people of Nanshan, and the master wanted to make such a bow back then, he had a unique smelting skill, but unfortunately because the arrow delivery strength of the machine was not enough, he could only regret his death in the end." ”

"Since you have studied under the people of Mennanshan, you must be able to do it." Could it be that this master left a hand and did not teach the students?

The old man shook his head: "The old man was not good at learning art back then, and after repeated failures, he gave up, and he was ashamed of his master!" ”

"How do you know if you can't do it without trying? I've read some exotic weapons books, maybe some of them do the same as you said? ”

The old man looked at the drawings again, and a little hope burst out of his old eyes, but when he looked back at her small body, he shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid you haven't even carried a hammer, right?" ”

"I said, you fight."

Mengqing's sincerity finally touched the old man, to be precise, let him see his original enthusiasm.

But the woman dressed as a man on the side, for some reason, made Meng Qing feel that she had a share to kill her heart, and this felt really similar to someone.

Yimo waited in the gatehouse, and Mengqing, who was wearing only men's clothes, followed the old man into the workshop.

In the hot summer, this place is like purgatory on earth, the heat wave of the shop makes people want to turn around and flee, and those blacksmiths are all shirtless, all relying on the bucket next to them to pour on their bodies to cool down.

Her arrows have an extra manual device, because considering their own strength, that handle can help automatically pull the string to reduce the pulling force.

The wooden part can be done by a delicate carpenter, mainly the parts of the machine, and the requirements for the arrow arrow.

The old man's name is Qin Zhongyi, and he is a famous weapon casting master in the Great Liang Kingdom, specializing in the casting of royal weapons.

"Uncle Qin, the arrow can't be hit like this." Dream pulled his throat lightly, pointed to an arrow that was being built, and said, there was a noise of striking iron all around, and he had to shout to speak.

"This is the arrow that King An Ning brought back from the northern frontier, and the range is very long, we did it, and I heard that it is very powerful." Qin Zhongyi's words were all about reverence for King Anning.

"The arrows are too thin, although the range is long, but the lethality is small, nine out of ten arrows will not hurt, and if you are wearing armor, you can hardly penetrate."

As soon as her voice fell, the surroundings fell silent inexplicably, and all the hammers in the master's hands stopped in mid-air.

Just as she didn't know why, she felt a cold wind coming from the workshop at more than forty degrees, and her hairs stood on end.

Only then did he turn around, a tall figure shrouded him, and his voice carried his usual coercion: "Tell me, what kind of arrow is lethal and can penetrate armor?" ”

Meng Qing swallowed his saliva unconsciously, stared at his terrifying mask and said: "The arrow is moderately weight, sharp and slender, with strong lethality, long range, and strong armor-piercing ability. ”

Xiao Yiting raised his hand, and Meng Qing unconsciously shrank back.

His hand paused, and turned to the drawing in Qin Zhongyi's hand, his eyes were as black as a deep pool at the moment, and the bottom could not be seen, but there was no blood-red color of that day.

After a while, he turned and walked to the other side, and the sound of striking iron around him resumed.

Meng Qinggang wanted to continue the discussion with Uncle Qin, but heard the arrogant man turn around and say, "Come here." ”

Heh, you said you would come? Is she still a queen?

"Don't tell this king to say it a second time."

Well, she, the queen, didn't let people kill her, the emperor didn't support her much, and Concubine Xian was not even punished by her relatives when she was convicted.

Rolled up his sleeves and followed, only to see a blood-pumping scene when he arrived.

King An Ning removed the clothes on his body, and the strong lines were particularly protruding among the hundreds of men, but there were many large and small scars on the well-proportioned texture, especially on his left shoulder, the large blurry scar was left after being burned by the fire, and it made people feel inexplicably distressed to look at.

Unconsciously, her hand reached over and brushed over the scars of varying shades.

"Bold!"

A long sword suddenly struck her, and she didn't have time to react.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pass through his throat, an arm stretched out like lightning, and clamped on the shining silver sword, as if there was no force at all, only a slight pick, and the sword was broken in two like a crunchy wooden strip and fell to the ground.

Meng Qing was still afraid, and looked over in a trance, it was the woman who received her in the concierge who killed her with a sword, and her eyes were still sharp at the moment, as if she had robbed her man, and she was trying to break herself into pieces.

"Lord Wang! She is disrespectful to you! Lin Fan stood there unconvinced.

"Go out and get your punishment." Xiao Yiting's voice couldn't hear joy and anger, and his eyes had already fallen on the red-hot arrow in the stove.

Lin Fan glared at Meng lightly and left with anger.

Mengqing, who was originally scorched by the stove, was already scared to the back at the moment, and she couldn't help laughing at herself, it turned out that she was still afraid of death.

Xiao Yiting took out the arrow from the stove and knocked it rhythmically with the hammer.

Just as he was wondering what he was calling himself for, he saw that the arrow he was striking had become what it was on the drawing.

Mengqing couldn't help but exclaim: "Success? ”

Suddenly, he beat his hands, and the man was already standing upright.

"What's wrong? Why don't you knock it? ”

"The willfulness of the bronze is not enough, if the arrows are made like that, the bronze will crack, and it will be fine in the summer, but before it is on the battlefield in the winter, those arrows will have to be scrapped."

Although Mengqing doesn't know how to smelt, he still understands the common sense of basic metal tools, "Are you saying that the texture of metal is too hard and needs to be softened?" ”

"Softened?" Xiao Yiting sneered, "Do you think that the mud thing can be softened?" ”

She ignored his sarcasm and said matter-of-factly: "What I said is that if the bronze is too strong, then it will be mixed with other metals to form an alloy, so that the arrowhead will be more formable and sharper." ”

"How to dope? Iron and copper can't be fused together at all, not to mention, even if iron is used, it will only weaken the sharpness of the weapon. ”

Finally shameless to ask, this prince's serious appearance is quite funny, "In the process of smelting, add silver or aluminum, if the temperature is high enough, it can be dissolved, this is actually just as long as aluminum is added, after all, the cost of silver is too high......"

The cold moonlight and the fire of the workshop are intertwined, diluting the scorching heat inside, the two people are selflessly engaged in the casting of the arrow, when it is hot, they come out to relax and discuss the drawings, and then go back to continue casting the arrow, everything in time seems to be completely eliminated from the flow of these two people......

At this time, Xiao Yiheng unloaded his mind full of government affairs and was walking to Luanfeng Palace under the illumination of the lights.

He hadn't seen her for two days, and the little woman was always surprising him now, not knowing that she would have so many ideas in her head.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but have a little smile on her lips, but when she thought of the child in her womb, she was faintly worried.

Xiao Peizi saw the palace lamp coming from a distance, and hurriedly asked the people in the courtyard to prepare, but unfortunately he was only three people, and the queen didn't know what to think, saying that she would not leave the people from the Internal Affairs Office, so that he, the head of Luanfeng Palace, couldn't raise his head in the harem.

"The emperor has arrived—"

After a high-pitched announcement, Xiao Peizi led everyone to kneel, but they couldn't hear the movement inside for a long time.

Xiao Yiheng walked in front of the palace people, and he didn't mind her little personality, since she didn't come out, she would go in by herself.

Pushing open the door, a faint candlelight was faintly visible inside, and he stepped on the candlelight to walk in, the faint fragrance of flowers was different from the usual earthy freshness.

Xiao Yiheng was more satisfied with her intentions for herself, waved off Pan Gonggong and the others, and went straight in.

"What are you doing with this darkness?"

The people inside didn't make a sound, but the veil beside the bed was faintly visible, and the gilded purple tassels shook a few times.

The smile on the corner of his lips widened, which was related to his brain temper.

"You're getting more and more likeable." As he spoke, people naturally came to him.

Before he could sit down, a pair of slender arms stretched out and wrapped tightly around his waist, and he took the two of them into his arms.

The person inside chuckled, but the person holding her got up suddenly, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Get down!" ”