At the end of the negotiation, everyone left one by one, leaving only the end of the car and Xiang Lidu, who looked at the two of them and said, "Regarding the matter of the Chamber of Commerce, I have two plans here. ”

"One of them can be done by the Chamber of Commerce, and the other requires craftsmen."

"Therefore, the Chamber of Commerce launched the first plan, in which all the participants are die-hard people, and the secret recipe must not be revealed."

"At the same time, Xiangli can gather craftsmen he knows, some children of the Mo family, or people from the Gongyi family, and craftsmen who are good at manufacturing."

"What I demand from them is competence, loyalty, ......"

Xiang Lidu nodded, took the bamboo slip from the barren hand, opened it and took a look, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Family master, this saltpeter ice?" Did you try it in Songdi? ”

"Hmm."

Regarding this matter, Huang did not hide it, after all, it was also the saltpeter collected by Xiang Li at that time: "There is a complete production process on the bamboo slips, which is very simple and easy. ”

"It's just that this kind of business can only be done in summer and autumn, just to relieve the pressure on the chamber of commerce."

"Similarly, because the production is too simple, even if we keep it secret, along with the consumption of raw materials, sooner or later people will find out and make it."

"Therefore, while implementing saltpeter ice making, craftsmen were summoned to start a second plan to ensure the normal development of the chamber of commerce."

Xiang Lidu handed the first bamboo slip to the end of the car, and then silently opened the second one, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Although there is no detailed production process on the second part, Araku paints a great vision, and once it is made, the Sun Chamber of Commerce will no longer be short of money.

Take the starch and replace it, and make sugar in the Central Plains.

When he finished reading it, he couldn't help but look at the wilderness, and he was shocked in his heart, even if he was a child of the Mo family, he was not so powerful.

At this moment, I finally understood why Huang had to recruit disciples of the Mo family, as well as people from the public losers, or some top craftsmen.

This kind of thing can't be done by ordinary craftsmen.

After being silent for a while, he smiled bitterly: "Family master, our relationship with the Mo family is like water and fire, but I am afraid that it will be difficult for the children of the Mo family to come." ”

"Even if the minister goes to ask his father, he will not succeed......"

glanced at Xiang Li, and smiled absurdly: "Children of the Mo family, it's just an example to let you understand the requirements for craftsmen." ”

"You talk to the Gongyi family, the people of the Mo family, even if it comes, I won't rest assured."

"No."

After arranging all this, the desolate eyes are deep, and the most troublesome thing now is the entanglement with the Mo family.

In the moonlight, he looked at the sky.

He was thinking about what his pursuit was when he came to the Warring States Period, whether he needed to enter the Mo family, and whether it was a necessary journey for him.

"What, what's on your mind?" Under the moonlight, Ji Linglong danced, poured wine in red, sat down in the wind, and said.

"Not really."

Huang turned his head and glanced at Feng Zheng, and smiled bitterly: "I'm just thinking about the Mo family, and I'm also thinking about what I want......"

At this time, he was a little confused, he wanted to take the way of martial arts, but he had the idea of cherishing his life in his heart, and he didn't want to go to officialdom, but he was deeply bound to the Qin State.

After taking a sip of wine, Feng Zheng said meaningfully: "You are just too stressed, too curious, and know too many secrets, which makes you feel great pressure and makes you feel small." ”

"It's precisely because of this that you have doubts about your choice."

Feng Zheng couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the wilderness, and said, "You must know that living is the key to doing everything, and sparing life is the mentality of a normal person." ”

"In a sense, on the land of the Central Plains, your choice is not wrong, if you want to be in the martial arts, you are going too far in cultivation, unless you are attached to a strong family, like the ancient clan, or like you."

"Obviously, the latter is more liberal......"

Feng Zheng's words made Huang suddenly realize.

The entanglement in his heart disappeared in an instant, and at this moment, the desolate spirit spirit reached a breakthrough, he had a special understanding, and his own cultivation reached a critical point.

Only half a step away is the late stage of dark energy.

"Thank you, old man wind."

Wild's face improved, a smile appeared, and he drank the wine poured full of red clothes in one gulp: "Old man Feng clean up, I will explain to the king here, we will enter Shennong Mountain, see the headquarters of the Mo family, and see Lao Mozi, this generation of sages." ”

"Haha......"

A loud laugh rang out, and Feng Zheng nodded.

.........

Following.

He got up early in the morning, because he wanted to participate in the court meeting, he simply stood on the stake, warmed up, washed up, and came to Liyang Palace.

Because Yingqu Liang clearly told the government and the opposition that today is the day of arrangement for all the scholars, the civil and military officials who came to the court are relatively complete, and they have basically arrived.

"Your Majesty."

Huang walked into the political hall, gestured towards Yingquliang, and then nodded towards Yingqian.

"National teacher." Ying Qu Liang and Ying Qian nodded.

"I've seen the national teacher." At this moment, Jing Jian and Zi Cheying all walked towards the absurd.

Although they were familiar with each other, when the court meeting, this was a formal occasion, so it was natural for Qin to treat them politely.

"Inner history, Captain Wei!" To this, he responded with a ridiculous smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since the imperial court issued the order to seek talents, a year has passed, and you have also visited Qin in March, and you have each taken a note of Chen, and you have also looked at them one by one."

"Summoning you today, it is to decide to enter the Qin Shizi and stay!"

Speaking of this, Ying Quliang glanced at Hei Bo, who stood on the next step, opened his bamboo slip and said: "Jun Shu: In terms of the talent of the Qin scholars, the scholars left in the Zhaoxian Pavilion, Wang Shi served as the Liyang Order, and the former Liyang Lingzian General returned to the army. ”

"The rest of the scholars will be issued by the government affairs hall, and they will serve as county guards, and the county orders will be ......."

At this time, the county is more important than the county, and the county order is higher than the county guard, and it belongs to the highest local government directly under the national government.

At this time, the Qin State, except for the counties in the Rongdi area of Longxi and the desolate areas in the north, all the hinterland was governed by counties, and there were no counties.

At this time, the county guards and county orders were all grasped by the military and government, and they belonged to the princes of one party.

At this time, the ministers were a little restless, but they were suppressed by Gan Long, Du Zhi and others, and what they cared about was not these people, but the Wei Ying who had a deep talk with Yingqu Liang.

After all, Yingquliang only granted officials to the Qin scholars, not knighthoods, and in a big country, without a title, he was a temporary official, and he had not yet stepped into the real upper class.

Once deposed, he is still a civilian.

All they care about is Wei Ying, as long as it is not their fundamental interests, they don't want to have a stalemate with Yingquliang.

Hei Bo's voice continued: "Bai Wei Ying is the guest secretary of the Qin State, and he will give him a mansion that enters the courtyard twice!" ”

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.