Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 63 Aiqing is not young, do you want to get married?

"Sitting in this car, can you actually see the outside of the car?"

Ying Zheng reached out and touched the crystal window, feeling more and more fond of the Yuyu car in his heart: "Where did Ai Qing find such a large black crystal?"

Qin Mo explained: "It's not crystal, it's fired from special sandstone."

Ying Zheng nodded subconsciously, but then he was stunned, and looked at Qin Mo in surprise: "Sandstone firing???"

The princes and princesses who got into the car to watch the excitement were also full of astonishment.

But it is unimaginable, how can sand and stone be fired into crystal? !

"It is indeed made of sand and stone. The crystal bottle that was just given to the princesses is also a common method of firing. It is called glass."

Qin Mo nodded affirmatively, and explained: "There is no need to think about it too complicatedly, the firing of glass is just like firing colored glaze."

"Isn't Liuli also crystal clear?"

"This method of firing glass is based on the basis of firing colored glaze, refined and improved!"

That said, it's easy to understand.

Yingzheng and the other princes and princesses suddenly realized that Liuli was a rare thing in the pre-Qin era, but it was not unavailable.

It’s just that there are no other places, but there must be some in the royal collection, and they have all been seen and played with!

"Please look at this, Your Majesty."

Qin Mo took off a golden bronze cylinder as thick as a child's arm from the wall of the carriage, and handed it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng thought that there was something new and strange inside, so he squinted his Danfeng eyes and looked in, but he was stunned when he saw it.

There are people in it?
What he saw was a guard warrior in iron armor. The warrior was still alive and yawning.

Yingzheng's thoughts turned, and Danfeng's eyes suddenly widened for a moment. He looked away from the bronze cylinder and looked at the distance pointed by the bronze cylinder.

There stood a guard warrior, who could be vaguely seen holding his saber with one hand and covering his mouth with the other, as if he was yawning.

Surprised and amazed, Ying Zheng cast his gaze into the bronze cylinder again.

This time he saw clearly, what he saw was the guard warrior secretly yawning.

Maybe it was too sleepy, and I yawned tears!

"hiss……"

After repeating this several times, Ying Zheng suddenly took a breath, and asked Qin Mo in horror, "This...what kind of artifact is this?"

Qin Mowan'er explained: "It's not a magical tool, it's just made of transparent and pure glass, which involves the study of Mohism, and I named it..."

Ying Zheng hurriedly replied, "Thousand-mile mirror, what a name!"

Qin Mo's eyes lit up, he nodded hesitantly and said, "Your Majesty and this minister really share the same mind, and this minister was also about to talk about binoculars."

He was happy, but Ying Zheng was constipated and suddenly doubted himself.

After all, it's really not something to be proud of to be connected with Qin Mo, a non-mainstream person, in terms of cultural aesthetics!

Ying Zheng forcibly focused his attention on the binoculars, and exclaimed: "This thing is very useful in battle, but I don't know how much it costs?"

Qin Mo took off a magnifying glass from the wall of the carriage, and let Ying Zheng play with it, saying, "The glass lens is placed in the tube, and the inside and outside are not worth a hundred dollars. The key lies in the craftsman."

It's not like he hasn't tried producing telescopes over the years, replacing glass with pure crystal.

However, crystals with acceptable purity are extremely difficult to find, and they were found with great difficulty. They were not enough for the craftsmen to trial-manufacture, and finally made a few, but the multiples were better than none, so they were temporarily shelved.

Now that there is transparent glass, under random wear and tear, a few skilled grinders have finally been fed to produce a high-magnification multi-thousand-mile mirror!
"This mirror is also magical."

Ying Zheng was holding a magnifying glass, and already found out where the mirror was pointing, he would magnify it several times.

Trying to shine on Qin Mo's face, his eyes and nose were suddenly as big as fists.

The princes and princesses poked their heads to watch, and shouted in amazement: "It's getting bigger, it's getting bigger~!"

Qin Mo: "..."

What has become bigger, can you explain it clearly?

The car was driven inexplicably and embarrassingly.

Yingzheng played with it for a while, then put away the magnifying glass, and said to Zhao Gao: "Knowing that the ministers are high-ranking officials, I issued an edict to focus on rewarding the superiors and subordinates of the trial production of this mirror."

"In addition, the Shaofu is going all out to manufacture the telescope and assemble it with the generals of the Great Qin Dynasty. It will be of great use in the southern expedition to Baiyue in the future!"

Zhao Gao took out the bamboo slips in the pen holder and quickly wrote down his order.

Ying Zheng sat down in the car, let Zhao Gao drive, and ran around the square in front of the hall.

The square is paved with stone slabs. Although the splicing is seamless, it is not as good as a cement road that is cast in one piece.

If an ordinary carriage walks on it, it will inevitably bump when it runs fast.

However, a soft steel damping plate was installed under Yuyu's car, and six sweaty horses were galloping in the square. Ying Zheng, who was sitting in the car, could barely feel the bumps and was very satisfied.

"With this Yuyu car, it will be much more comfortable for me to patrol Chu later. Aiqing has a heart!" Ying Zheng praised without hesitation.

Qin Mo was not modest either, he just said: "Since your majesty likes it, you must take this car and go to the academy to participate in the auction in three days."

Ying Zheng fully promised: "I will definitely stand up for Ai Qing!"

As he spoke, he patted the grape wine barrel on the car: "Aiqing and the visitor gave a big gift, and my son is here, so let's have a feast today, how about it?"

Qin Mo and Yu Ji held hands together: "I dare not obey orders!"

……

Later, a banquet will be set up in the main hall, with all kinds of food, wine and Nuo opera.

Now the chef in the palace has long been replaced by the Huotou army trained by Qin Mo, and the dishes are quite delicious.

Fusu and his younger brothers and sisters toasted to Qin Mo and Yu Ji one by one, one cup after another.

Even though the grape wine is sweet and sour and very delicious, it really makes the two of them drink enough.

Concubine Yu could not hold a lot of alcohol, and she was lost in the middle of the banquet, and was escorted to the side hall by the maid to sober up.

Seeing Yu Ji leaving and Qin Mo getting drunk, Ying Zheng waved off the Nuo opera actors and let the older children perform in person.

This is a family banquet, so it is harmonious.

Fusu was the first to leave the stage, and danced the drunken sword staggeringly, and then Yuan Man came down to perform a dance, and the princes and princesses sang and sang together.

Ying Zheng beckoned Qin Mo to his case, pointed to Yuan Man in the middle of the room and said, "What do you think, Ai Qing?"

Qin Mo wanted to be drunk but still rational, so in front of Ying Zheng, he glanced at his daughter randomly, nodded indiscriminately and said, "You are as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming!"

"Hmm~"

Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, but he never thought that he would spit out such a beautiful word when he opened his mouth, it was so exquisite.

It's not so unconventional these days!
However, Qin Mo's praise of Yuan Man hit him right in his arms, and he said, "Ai Qing is not young, do you want to get married?"

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly widened.

Then, under Ying Zheng's expectant eyes, he let out long belches: "Hi..."

Then with a bang, he fell headlong on Yingzheng's table.

Just a moment later, the snoring sounded.

Ying Zheng: "..."

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