Hua Nu's eyes blinked, and there was no emotion in the coquettish laughter: "It's easy to ask for a few girls, but no one cares about them when they die, but there are not so many in a hurry. Is three enough?"

Yan Shifan shook his head: "I guess it's not enough, find two more!" At least to get through this period of time, I've come up with a plan to kill two birds with one stone, but it will take some time."

Zhang Yuan looked at Hua Nu: "Recently, Yan Shoufu tried to implement the matter of changing rice to mulberry in Jiangnan, and the people made a lot of trouble, I have already let the people from Dongchang pass, in the name of plotting rebellion, kill a few families, and arrest a few girls back, I don't think the celebrant will interfere."

Yan Shifan nodded and said, "Zhao Wenhua is in Jiangnan at this time, temporarily managing the Governor's Yamen. You let the people from Dongchang go to him too, the fishermen in the coastal area are all suspected of being convicted, and if there is a suitable woman, they can also be arrested for a crime."

Hua Nu smiled: "Both adults have thought about me thoughtfully, what else do I have to worry about? Don't worry, my lord, I'll send you five people.

It's just that the Teaching Workshop Division has a strict order, but these five people can't send it openly, otherwise Baihualou will inevitably cause trouble, and I'm afraid this will cause trouble for the factory father."

Zhang Yuan laughed: "What's so difficult about this, use the car of the East Factory to send it, and at the same time escort a few prisoners, covering people's eyes. In this capital, no one has ever dared to inspect and track the vehicles of the East Factory!"

Xiao Feng was in the WTO entry view at this time, and seriously told Lao Dao: "Don't worry about anything else, you will keep an eye on the Dongchang vehicles out of the city for me in the past few days, especially the cars that have been to Baihualou."

The scope inside the city is small, and there are people from Shuntianfu and Dali Temple staring at it, but the range outside the city is too large, and only you can keep an eye on it."

Lao Dao nodded again and again: "Poor Dao can't do anything else, tracking a few cars, it can still be done." Besides, if there is a telescope that has been built, you can rest assured."

Xiao Feng thought about it again and again, and still told him: "Second master, last time you took the waist card of the Huogong Daoist and went to Liujiazhuang to help me investigate the case, there was no danger, but this time it was different.

When tracking, no matter what you see, don't be discovered, just come back and report it. Your kung fu is mediocre, I guess I can't beat me, don't take risks easily."

Lao Dao laughed: "You also think too highly of Poor Dao, what kind of virtuous person is Poor Dao, don't you know it? If it's really dangerous, the poor road will definitely be the first to escape."

Xiao Feng was relieved, took out a hair-like thing from his arms, and handed it to Zeng Zaoban: "Do you know this thing?"

Zeng Zaoban took it in his hand, twisted it lightly with his hand, and suddenly jumped up, he trembled and gently straightened the silk thread, which was only one arm long, and then pulled it again, until it was two arms long.

Zeng Zaoban didn't dare to pull it, his fingers had already felt the silk thread change from soft to hard, from smooth to sharp. He took two hard, sturdy iron rods, wound the silk thread around them, and clamped them with clips.

Then Zeng Zaoban slowly pulled, and as the silk thread slowly lengthened, the place where the two iron rods were wound made a squeaky sound, and two dents were actually strangled!

Zeng Zaoban used a taut silk thread to swing down at the corner of the table, and with a soft "snort", the corner of the table fell to the ground, and the incision was as smooth as tofu cut with a quick knife.

Lao Dao and Zeng Zaoban shouted at the same time: "Uginsi! It's Ugins!"

Xiao Feng was quite surprised: "You've all seen this thing?"

Zeng Zaoban shook his head excitedly: "I haven't seen it, but I've heard the senior craftsmen say that it is like wool like silk, and iron is like clay, and we and other craftsmen, who doesn't hope to have a cutter made of black gold silk, but this thing is extremely rare, and I have never seen it."

Xiao Feng became interested, he thought that this thing could only be used as a murder weapon, and he didn't expect it to be of such a use: "How to make a knife?"

Zeng Zaoban picked up a small shelf like a miniature bow and extended a handle at one end, this shelf was not iron, but steel.

The Ming Dynasty already had the technology of small-scale steelmaking, and the pyrotechnic Taoists were among the masters. It's just that it was extremely difficult to make steel before, and it was difficult to produce a furnace of steel from a hundred furnaces of iron, which completely depended on luck.

It is necessary to gather the coal to burn, the blower is windy, the weather is hot, and the ironmaking master's eight characters are good

factors, in order to burn a small piece of stainless steel in a furnace of wrought iron, most of the rest is unusable crude steel, which is better than iron.

The price of this steel in the market far exceeds that of copper and can be compared to silver. Therefore, this kind of steel is almost not used to build weapons in the whole piece, but to clamp a strip on the blade, and it is very good.

This small frame in the shape of a bow is made of such steel, and there are two types of bowstrings, one is a blade, which is used to cut soft materials. The other is a thin thread made of horsehair, silk, beef tendon, and twine, which is extremely tough and used to cut hard materials.

This is an interesting scientific principle, use a hard knife when cutting soft objects, and use a soft knife when cutting hard objects. For example, jade, crystal and other things, it is useless for you to hit hard, let alone iron, even steel is not as hard as jade and crystal, how to cut it?

However, with a strong and firm thin thread, a little grinding, you can gradually cut the hard object, and those who don't understand the truth do feel that it is very mysterious.

Zeng Zaoban removed the bowstring on the shelf, carefully wound the black gold wire, and then left the middle section to gradually tighten, he was extremely careful when operating, the two iron rods used to strengthen the bowstring were still cut by the black gold silk one by one.

Zeng Zaoban took the knife and began to attack a piece of crystal, the black gold silk made a squeaking sound on the crystal, which made people's teeth ache, but obviously, the crystal was strangled and imprinted, and then some debris fell with it.

"My lord, with this tool, we can do crystal processing much faster! Telescopes can be mass-produced!"

Xiao Feng was also very happy, although according to the formula he gave, the glass test of the Huogong Daoist was also quite smooth, but to tell the truth, with the current process, the light transmittance of the glass made is far inferior to that of natural crystal.

In other words, it is okay to make a window and a cup, and if you want to use it to make a telescope, it will take a long time to improve.

At the same time, with this tool, many difficult parts will be easier, and there will be a war at sea in the future, and it will definitely not work if the weapon is not improved.

"Second master, how did you know about Uginsi? Didn't you steal it back then?"

Lao Dao sighed: "This black gold silk, not only have I seen it, but adults have also seen it, but you don't know it."

Xiao Feng was surprised: "When have I seen this thing?"

"My lord, Wujin Silk was brought from outside the territory during the Song Dynasty and has been placed in the Shaolin Temple, and it was once the treasure of the Shaolin Temple.

How many people have gone to Shaolin Temple to steal and rob, but they can't even see it. At the end of the Song Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and the Shaolin Temple also suffered a war, when the abbot didn't want anything, only let the monks and soldiers flee with the abbot's robe.

At that time, people learned that this black gold silk had been mixed with other gold threads in the abbot's robe. Therefore, the abbot of Shaolin Temple's robe, which cannot be broken by slashing and axe, is passed down as a treasure, which is actually the reason for Wujin Silk.

The treasure is revealed, it is difficult to keep it, at that time the Great Liao was still there, and there were great Liao masters and Shaolin monks competing for robes. The man's kung fu was extremely high, and the treasure guards could not fight the enemy, and several people died, sacrificing their lives to protect the robe and escape.

The Lord once said that Xiao Qin, the Holy Envoy of the White Lotus Sect, is a descendant of the Great Liao, and the kung fu used by this Great Liao master should be the Bliss Divine Skill."

Among the core members of Xiao Feng's group, only Qi Jiguang knew about the relationship between Xiao Feng and Xiao Qin, and Xiao Feng did not tell the others, nor did they have the opportunity to learn from Altan Khan.

Therefore, they all thought that Xiao Feng and Xiao Qin were brothers on the battlefield, and it was a kind of mockery of each other. Anyway, Xiao Feng is like this, he can be called a brother and brother with anyone, and the two have the same surname, so it is not surprising to ridicule him like this.

"Then why do you say that I have seen this thing before, since Xiao Qin's ancestor also failed to snatch the robe, where can I see it?"

Lao Dao smiled: "Don't worry, my lord, I haven't finished yet. Later, the Great Liao was gone, and the Song Dynasty was gone.

Until the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the descendants of the Great Liao master found the Shaolin Temple again, but this time they asked the Shaolin Temple to join the White Lotus Sect and jointly raise an army against the Yuan.

The Shaolin Temple is reluctant to participate in the strife of the world, let alone follow the people who have killed the monks and soldiers?

The descendants of the master forced the people of Shaolin Temple to compete, and if Shaolin lost, they had to give way

And all the monks and soldiers went with him. Otherwise, he would kill one person every day, and if he couldn't kill people in Shaolin, he would kill the family members of lay disciples.

The Shaolin abbot knew that his martial arts were extremely high, and if he really wanted to kill someone, he couldn't prevent it. Moreover, most of the Shaolin monks and soldiers are lay disciples, and their families are scattered all over the country, in this troubled world, who can stop him from killing people?

Therefore, I had to agree to the competition. But choose and choose, although there are many Shaolin masters, they can't find anyone who can win steadily.

At the critical moment, a lay disciple stepped forward, and he asked the descendants of the Great Liao master if he could use any weapon against the enemy, and the descendants of the Great Liao master arrogantly said: You are free, I am empty-handed.

The next day, the lay disciple came on the field with a pair of golden gloves and fought against the descendants of the Great Liao masters. The lay disciple's kung fu is very high, but he is still not the opponent of the descendants of the Great Liao master, and after thirty moves, he was swept away and slapped on his chest with one palm.

This palm directly knocked the lay disciple away, but the lay disciple immediately got up and hugged his fists and said, "Accept."

The right hand of the descendants of the Great Liao master was broken at the wrist, but the left hand copied a piece of black gold silk in his hand, and shook his head with a miserable smile.

It turned out that the lay disciple pulled out the two black gold wires in the robe overnight, knitted one into the glove, and held the other black gold silk in his hand.

The black gold silk was too thin, how could it be seen when the two of them were fighting? But this is a weapon in the hand, but it is not a hidden weapon, so it is not a violation.

The descendants of the Da Liao master fell into the plot, but they were extremely tough, leaving a sentence of 'I am willing to gamble and lose, and go away with that black gold silk.'"

That night, the lay disciple died of his injuries, and the Shaolin Temple, grateful for his sacrifice, left these gloves containing black gold silk to his descendants, and allowed his descendants to enter the Shaolin Temple from generation to generation to learn martial arts."

A piece of the past, the old Tao told it thrillingly, and Xiao Feng was shocked when he heard it. Counting the time, from the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the present, that master is at least Xiao Qin's grandfather.

"From this point of view, Xiao Qin's grandfather is also a real villain who believes in his word, why is my brother Qin not as good as his grandfather, this is really not as good as the generation.

That lay disciple thinks it's surnamed Zhan, Zhan Feiyun's grandfather can fight with Xiao Qin's grandfather for thirty rounds, it is estimated that Zhan Feiyun and Xiao Qin can't last twenty moves, so it seems that one generation is not as good as a generation."

Lao Dao shook his head: "That lay disciple is not surnamed Zhan, it is said that his surname is Gu. Why does the war catcher have these golden gloves, but Poor Dao doesn't know."

Xiao Qin, who was not as good as the generation, was looking at Yan Shifan's reply at this time, he sighed abruptly, and Gu Yue'er asked with concern as usual, "What's the matter?"

"Xiao Useless's face has been drawn by Xiao Feng, his biggest advantage has been cracked by Xiao Feng, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to enter and exit the Yan Mansion in the future.

Fortunately, before he left, according to my wishes, I left the pigeon and the secret order to Yan Shifan, and with Yan Shifan's city government wisdom, he should be able to make his own decision. Otherwise, thousands of miles away, how can you deal with sudden changes?"

Gu Yue'er said in surprise, "Brother Qin, you have always refused to fully trust Yan Shifan before, why do you want to give it all this time?

With the secret order, he can mobilize the entire sect congregation around the capital! What if he uses the congregation as a substitute for the dead?"

Xiao Qin smiled indifferently: "It's just a force near the capital. Yan Shifan is a smart person, and using the power of the Holy Sect is also a dangerous move for him.

When he really wants to use the Holy Religion, who will be the substitute for whom, it is difficult to say. What's more, he wants to do something big for me this time, and if he doesn't give him some sweetness, how can he be willing?"

Gu Yue'er bit her lip: "I see, there is a quid pro quo, but the price is too great. Is this Xiao Feng really so powerful? This is the price we have to pay for dealing with him?"

Xiao Qin smiled faintly: "No matter how powerful he is, he is not an immortal, this plan designed by Yan Shifan, as long as it succeeds, I will not be afraid of anything!"