I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

Now that the country has finally given him an opportunity, the blacksmith feels that he can finally show his skills!

After Yu Kaijian left, the boss immediately called the two apprentices over and said, "Put aside your work and do this job!"

The apprentices took the blueprint and looked at it, and they were all very curious about it. "Master, what kind of knife is this?"

"Master, where does this knife come from?" the apprentice asked curiously.

The blacksmith narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the blueprint in his hand, frowning slightly: "This blueprint seems familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere. How about this, you two go and prepare the materials first, and I will check the notebook left by our ancestors."

After saying this, the master lifted the curtain and went into the back room.

The two apprentices did not dare to delay and immediately got busy.

The master was rummaging in the back room and took out a yellowed notebook from a wooden box.

This book has obviously gone through the years and has been read countless times, and it has become quite loose.

It is densely packed with records of ironware knowledge passed down from generation to generation in the blacksmith family.

The master sat down and quickly flipped through his notebook, thinking constantly about the knife on the drawing.

When he saw the drawing for the first time, he felt that the draftsman was very professional and every detail was portrayed accurately, even surpassing the level of ordinary blacksmiths.

As the master was flipping through the books, he suddenly stopped and fixed his eyes on one page.

The more he looked, the more surprised he was. Finally, he found the knife in this family notebook - "The Imperial Guard of the Ming Dynasty, the Embroidered Spring Knife bestowed by the Emperor!"

When the master saw these words, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He hurried back to the outer room, picked up the blueprint and compared the blade pattern in the notebook carefully, and found that they were exactly the same.

At this moment, the master suddenly realized that what the leader in military uniform asked them to make was actually the famous weapon of the Ming Dynasty - Xiuchun Knife!

His hands were shaking with excitement, and he said to his apprentices, "All of you move aside. I want to make this knife myself!"

At the same time, Yu Kaijian walked out of the blacksmith shop, unaware of the excitement in the blacksmith's heart, and was looking for his next target along the street.

In the two drawings provided by Zhao Qi, Yu Kaijian only knew that there was a set of clothes and a knife, but he was not clear about their origins.

He now just wanted to complete the task as quickly as possible so as not to delay the progress of 788 Action Team , which would be a serious dereliction of duty.

Soon, Yu Kaijian noticed a tailor shop with a sign hanging in front of the door: "Three pieces per day." He stopped a passerby to ask out of curiosity.

The passerby looked back at the sign and explained, "The owner of this shop is very unique. He only makes three pieces of clothing a day. But his craftsmanship is really good. It is said that his ancestors worked in the Twelve Prisons of the Ming Dynasty. So although the owner has a bit of a weird temper, there are still many people coming every day. Unfortunately, no matter how many customers there are, he only accepts three orders a day."

Yu Kaijian found it very interesting that the owner of this shop was so principled and had such a strong personality.

He nodded, thanked the passerby, then walked towards the tailor shop with his guards and knocked on the door.

However, as soon as his hand touched the door, it was yanked open from the inside, and a weird old man poked his head out: "Didn't you see the sign on the door?"

After the old man finished speaking, he realized that the person standing at the door was an officer, dressed in a military uniform and with guards standing beside him. He immediately realized that this leader was not ordinary. He was startled and stopped talking.

Yu Kaijian didn't waste any words and directly showed his ID: "Master, I am the political commissar of the Kunlun Mountain Garrison District. I want to talk to you about something."

Although the old man was somewhat reluctant, he still opened the door and let Yu Kaijian and the guards enter the house.

After entering the house, Yu Kaijian found that the furnishings in the house were very simple and ancient, as if he had traveled back to the feudal era.

The most eye-catching thing is a complete set of dragon robes hanging in the center of the room!

Of course, it is unknown whether it is true or not.

Yu Kaijian asked curiously: "Master, what does the dragon robe hanging on the wall mean?"

The old man looked at the dragon robe and said with emotion: "My ancestor worked in the Twelve Prisons of the Ming Dynasty. The dragon robes worn by the emperor were all designed by him. Although this craft has been passed down, times have changed. In order not to lose the things passed down by my ancestors, I made another set, which is more realistic than the real thing. Unfortunately, which emperor wears this now? So I hang it in this room. When I burn incense to the ancestral tablets, I can also tell my ancestors that the craft has not been lost in my place."

Yu Kaijian nodded, thinking that the old man's move made sense and that the craft should indeed be passed down.

But he didn't dwell on it and went straight to the point: "Master, I came here this time to ask you to make a few sets of clothes."

The old man nodded and said, "No problem, but the reservation is now scheduled for 5 days later. Just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll start working on it in 5 days."

Yu Kaijian shook his head: "No, this is an urgent job and must be completed as soon as possible."

The old man sighed and said, "Boss, it's not that I don't want to take it, but the sign outside the door has been hung since my grandfather's generation. I only take three jobs a day, and no more. If you want to order now, I can only schedule it for 5 days later. After all, these few days have been booked. But if you let me break the rules, I'm afraid my ancestors will blame me."

Yu Kaijian naturally would not embarrass ordinary people, so he could only sigh and say, "Okay, master, I won't embarrass you. Please help me see if other companies can do it."

The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, Commander. But isn't there a special place in the military to make custom uniforms? Why do you have to go there in person?"

Yu Kaijian took out the blueprint and handed it to the old man, saying, "I don't make military uniforms, I make this suit. Can you help me find another shop that can make it?"

The old man took it, put on his reading glasses and looked down at it carefully.

However, what Yu Kaijian didn't expect was that the old man's eyes widened and he looked up suddenly the moment he opened the blueprint, looking at Yu Kaijian in disbelief: "Leader, why does the army need to make this kind of clothes?"

Yu Kaijian was a little confused and didn't understand why the old man reacted so strongly: "This was arranged by our military leader. I'm just following orders. Is there anything wrong with this dress?"

The old man's hands were shaking as he held the blueprint. After a moment, he spoke: "Boss, for other clothes, we only accept three sets a day. This is a rule that cannot be changed. But if you want to make this set of clothes, I can make an exception. I'm sure my ancestors won't blame me."

Yu Kaijian was even more confused. He didn't expect that this principled old man would make an exception for this.

He frowned and asked curiously, "Master, is there anything special about this suit?"

The old man's tone was very excited and his breathing became more rapid: "This is the flying fish suit worn by the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty!"

As he spoke, the old man turned around tremblingly and took out a few drawings from behind the counter and handed them to Yu Kaijian: "These are all left by our ancestors. During the Ming Dynasty, the Feiyu suit was the supreme symbol of supervision over all the officials directly under the emperor's management. My ancestors relied on making Feiyu suits for the Jinyiwei to climb up step by step from the 12th prison to the position of making dragon robes for the emperor himself."

As the old man told the story, Yu Kaijian learned about his ancestors.

It turned out that the old man's ancestor was a famous tailor, but because his family fell into poverty, he had no choice but to choose to enter the palace after being castrated.

With his exquisite craftsmanship, his status in the Twelve Prisons became higher and higher. However, from then on, he could only occasionally receive precious treasures or property from the palace to supplement his family expenses, and he could no longer see his wife and children.

It was not until the old man's ancestors left the palace due to old age that he returned home.

Although she had been castrated, she gave birth to a son before that so that the family lineage was not broken.

The old man brought back many crafts from the palace, including the Feiyu suit.

Although it has been passed down from generation to generation, there is no chance to make it again.

Now that the opportunity is right in front of him, how can the old man not be excited?
Isn't this a chance to restore the glory of our ancestors?

In a country like China that values ​​ancestral inheritance, which descendant can refuse?

Yu Kaijian finally understood what the blueprint Zhao Qi gave him was. At the same time, he was also very surprised. Why did the leader want to make this set of clothes?
However, the old man finally accepted the order of ten sets of Feiyu suits and promised to deliver them before tomorrow evening.

Yu Kaijian had finally accomplished his mission, and then he returned to the Kunlun Mountain Garrison with a lot of questions in his mind, and went straight to Zhao Qi's office.

Captain Zhao Qi looked up at Yu Kaijian and said with a smile, "You have done a good job. Things are progressing smoothly. It is expected to be completed in an expedited manner tomorrow night. However, the tailor told me that this set of clothes is called Feiyufu, which was the clothing of the Jinyiwei during the Ming Dynasty. I am a little curious, why are you preparing these clothes at this moment?"

Zhao Qi smiled slightly, looking at Yu Kaijian with deep eyes: "It is said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the people, and this is true. There are few educated people among the common people, but you can recognize the Feiyu suit, which must be due to your family's learning... The Forbidden City, that is the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the pride of the Han people. The Manchus entered the pass, cut off the dragon veins, and occupied the Forbidden City, which is not tolerated by the way of heaven. Now Qianlong's ghost wants to be the emperor in the Yin Palace, which is even more unacceptable to the way of heaven. The 788th team is here to enforce justice on behalf of heaven, but they must have a legitimate reason! To enter the Yin Palace and behead the emperor, they must pass this level first. I prepared these two things to give them a legitimate reason, and also to fulfill the last wish of an emperor..."

Yu Kaijian didn't quite understand what he heard, but he knew it would be of great benefit to the 788 Action Team , so he didn't ask any more questions. He just had to wait until the agreed delivery time tomorrow and then go down the mountain to check.

In the distant Beijing branch, Zhu Qingyang and others knew nothing. They were still waiting anxiously, but no news came.

In the meeting room of the branch, only the second exploration team led by Zhu Qingyang and the female leader Shen Wen were present.

Zhu Qingyang paced around the room anxiously: "Why is there no movement? What is the chief busy with? We have no idea what the situation is in the Forbidden City. If Qianlong succeeds in becoming emperor, everything will be too late..." Others were as worried as he was.

Since Zhao Qi replied to the last telegram, there has been no news, leaving them to wait.

But what are they waiting for? When will it come? No one knows.

This inevitably made them feel confused and uneasy.

In comparison, Shen Wen was the calmest among the group.

She looked at everyone with interest without interrupting their conversation.

The team members were discussing what might happen next. This was the only thing they could do now, to think of all possible disadvantages in advance and rehearse them in their minds in order to find solutions.

However, Zhu Qingyang repeatedly reminded Chen Tian and others that this method had limited practical effect because the situations during mission execution were changeable and unpredictable.

Especially when it comes to matters involving dragon veins, demons, and evil spirits, there is no certainty, so how can one practice it?

They could only improvise and rely on their strength and experience to solve the problem. They were doing this now just to ease the tension of their first mission.

Although they knew Zhu Qingyang was right, the three members of Team 2 couldn't help but feel nervous.

This night was extremely difficult for everyone. Even Directors Shang Qiu and Xiao Dainan had difficulty falling asleep.

The lights in the conference room were on all night until the sky gradually brightened, and then the lights were turned off.

Yu Kaijian and Zhao Qi from the Kunlun Mountain Garrison were also anxiously waiting. They chatted in the office all night.

After Zhao Qi's narration, Yu Kaijian finally understood the task that the Second Operation Team of the 788 Exploration Team would soon face, and he couldn't help but worry for them.

Finally, the scheduled delivery time arrived, and Yu Kaijian hurried to the provincial capital at the foot of the mountain.

There were several large boxes in front of the blacksmith shop and the tailor shop, obviously they had completed the task on time.

Yu Kaijian didn't have time to say much. After a quick inspection, he ordered the accompanying soldiers to move the boxes into the car.

He didn't check them too much because he couldn't tell whether these things were good or bad, so he had to let Zhao Qi take a look personally.

Then he paid a sum far exceeding the regular price and left in a hurry.

The two shop owners were particularly excited. Although they didn't know what the country needed these things for, since the leaders were doing it personally, they must be of great use.

Being able to make such items and supply the country like my ancestors did can be regarded as restoring the glory and not dishonoring the ancestral craftsmanship.

After Yu Kaijian returned to the military region, the military vehicle stopped in front of the office building.

Zhao Qi has been waiting here for a long time.

The soldiers opened the boxes one by one, and inside were the Embroidered Spring Sword and Flying Fish Suit that he wanted.

Zhao Qi nodded with satisfaction, and Yu Kaijian asked quickly, "Captain Zhao, should we send the military vehicles off now? Send them to the provincial military district and then to the capital via helicopter?"

This was the fastest way he could think of to get things into the hands of the second team.

But Zhao Qi shook his head and said thoughtfully: "This is too troublesome and takes too long..."

He looked at the soldier beside him and said, "Go and call that big black dog over..."

The soldier was stunned at first, then he realized who the commander was talking about.

He nodded quickly and walked towards the entrance of the military area.

The big black dog that Zhao Qi mentioned was none other than the black dog spirit that had always coveted the treasures of Lingbao Pavilion.

After several unsuccessful attempts to escape, the big black dog had apparently given up the idea.

On weekdays, it always lies by the door and sleeps, and hardly communicates with people.

But when a curious soldier passed by and looked at it for a few more times, it would stare at him and ask, "What are you looking at?"

At this time, the soldiers who received Zhao Qi's order hurried to the gate of the garrison, looked at the big black dog lying on the ground and snored, and shouted: "Hey, brother dog, don't sleep! The commander wants to see you!" (End of this chapter)