late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 90
The blacksmith looked carefully. He wanted to reach for it, but I stopped him in time, "Be careful, it's poisonous."

After hearing what I said, the blacksmith immediately withdrew his hand, but he still answered very positively, "This is indeed made by a villain."

"Why are you so sure?" I asked him.

"This batch of needles should be the one ordered by Qin Wuye in the capital. At that time, Qin Wuye said that he asked Xiao to make a batch of fine needles. Iron should be used instead of silver, and the surface should be polished with sandpaper to make it very bright. The villain is in such a hurry, the handwork is a bit rough."

"My lord, if you don't believe me, please take a look. There are still edges and corners on it. It's because the villain didn't polish it carefully enough."

"Who is Qin Wuye? Why did he suddenly ask for so many needles? Did he tell you what the needles are going to be used for?" I continued to interrogate him.

The blacksmith scratched the back of his head, and shook his head in a daze, "I only know that Fifth Master Qin is a businessman, and he seems to run a grain station."

"I really don't know anything else? Think about it again. Was it Qin Wuye himself who made the appointment for you?" I continued to cross-examine.

The blacksmith immediately shook his head, "It's not Fifth Lord Qin himself, but the housekeeper of his house, and the need is very urgent. I hope to get five hundred fine needles out within three days."

"What else did the butler say at that time?" I continued to ask.

The blacksmith shook his head, "If you finish it on time, the benefits will definitely be mine. Let me use enough iron, and you can't cut corners or things like that."

"How much iron does he ask you to use?"

"The housekeeper said that each needle needs to use at least one tael of iron, and the price he gave was very high, so I took this order and rushed for three days and three nights to finish the batch of fine needles."

"Okay, it's okay, you go to work."

After I finished asking, I gave Yixin a wink, and we walked back together.

"Sixth Master, tell me, what does Fifth Master Qin need so many fine needles for?" I asked as I walked.

Yixin was also confused, "I can't think of any other use other than assassinating you."

We only chatted for a few words, but couldn't figure out anything, so I went back to the house, and Yixin sent someone to check on Fifth Master Qin.

When I went back, Mei Shuang hadn't come back yet, and it was already midnight, and I was lying on the bed with all my clothes on, recalling what had happened in the past few days.

Before I could figure out a thought, I was forcibly pulled into Tianlun Jue.

As soon as I entered, the old monk's dissatisfied voice came, "You brat, aren't you lazy! You haven't come in for so many years!"

I immediately yelled that I was wronged, "Old Monk, I have really been delayed by something these few days, so what kind of laziness!"

"Excuses! Everything is an excuse!" The old monk stared at me with a beard and a beard, wishing he could beat me up.

I'm not his opponent, so I can only confess, "Old monk, it's okay if I made a mistake. No matter how busy I am in the future, I will report to you."

"No! You brat is the one who can't help you! I have to give you some flair today!" The old monk said, and he wanted to fight with me.

At this time, Mengyao pushed the door and came out, stopped the old monk, "Old monk, Xiao Jun has already waited impatiently, so don't blame the young master anymore."

"Hum!" The elder monk snorted coldly, turned his hands away, and ignored me.

Mengyao beckoned to me, took my arm, and stuffed me into the fourth room.

As soon as I entered, I saw an eight or nine-year-old kid sitting behind the desk, looking at me solemnly.

"Brother Tang, please sit down." The child pointed to the stone bench on one side, and then pushed the book in front of me, "Here, this is yours."

I sat over with a dazed expression, pointed at him and asked, "Little friend, are you the person in charge here?"

"I'm not a child. My name is Xiaojun. Brother Tang must remember my name, Xiaojun!" Xiaojun seemed afraid that I would forget, so he repeated it again.

"I remember, it's Xiaojun, I won't forget." I said, picked up the book on the table, and asked him, "Is this for me?"

He nodded and explained to me, "Brother Tang, this is the Shennong Encyclopedia, which contains everything you need."

"Needless to say, let me memorize it myself again?" I sighed, this time I need to memorize things... so much more!

Xiaojun nodded honestly, and told me kindly, "Brother Tang, this book doesn't look like much, but it's actually tens of thousands of pages thick, and it covers all the knowledge about farming, mulberry and animal husbandry. of."

"Thank... thank you... you..." I felt my voice trembling, tens of thousands of pages, my God, kill me!
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Snow on November 1861, 11

When I got up, the sky was already gray and it was snowing lightly. This was the first snow since the beginning of winter. Why did I look out of the window? I was in a different mood.

I don't have to go to court today, so it's rare for me to sleep late.

Mei Shuang hasn't come back yet, and I'm always a little uneasy. Although it's safe, I can't be at ease until I see the final result.

The old housekeeper waited in the hall early and asked me, "Sir, do you want to eat anything this morning?"

"Just come as usual." I replied casually.

I guess, it won't be long before Yixin's people will definitely come over. Except for Zhu Yuanhong, we can only investigate from the clue of Qin Wuye.

Yixin's subordinates really have nothing to say about their work. They are efficient and accurate, which saves us a lot of trouble.

I simply ate breakfast, and sat under the eaves to enjoy the snow. This was the first time since I came to the Qing Dynasty that I sat in the courtyard so leisurely, made a pot of hot tea, and listened to the snow with my eyes closed.

The sound of falling snow is very beautiful. If the environment is quiet, you will hear the rustling sound. The sound hits your heart and has a profound artistic conception.

At this time, it was already deep winter, and now it was snowing again, and it was getting colder. In addition, there is no greenhouse effect and global warming. Even if I wear a thick padded jacket and sit for a while, I will still Feel a little cold.

And the tea on the table was already cold, and it lost its previous fragrance when it was drunk in the mouth, and it was even colder and uncomfortable when it entered the stomach.

It's time to go.

I picked up the teacup, walked to the door, poured the tea in it on the snow, and soon, a snow cave was formed.

"Haha, Zhongzheng, you still have this elegance!"

Yi Xin's voice came in suddenly, and he was wearing more than usual today, a fox fur cloak wrapped him tightly.

"I didn't expect Liu Ye to come in person." I put away the teacup and let him in.

"Otherwise? I knew you wouldn't take the initiative to find me!" Yixin snorted dissatisfiedly, then moved closer to me, and said mysteriously, "Bringing an important person over."

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(End of this chapter)