Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 19 Bet
"I'm a horse washer, and I'm good at washing. I want to wash the horse's buttocks to make it white and shiny. After washing the front and back, it's really beautiful. Oh my little pony, just be more obedient~"

The music was melodious. After a day of physical labor, after washing the asses of countless horses, Nangong Yue was finally freed from the heavy physical labor.

Humming a little tune, Nangong Yue cheerfully returned to her den with a pile of wet clothes during the day.

Regardless of whether the clothes on her body were dry or not, she fell onto her soft bed and began to roll over.

It seems that in the time period without Mo Qitian, everything in her life is wonderful.

Even if it is to wash a horse's ass, she is willing to do it~
"Princess, come back there~" Watching Nangong Yue enter the tent, Fu Shun also came over.

He didn't dare to push the door to go in, but stood outside the door and knocked very carefully.

"Yes, we finally came back alive~" Nangong Yue sat up from the bed, stretched greatly, and then said to Fu Shun outside as if thinking of something: "By the way, Fu Shun Shun, can you find some blacksmiths for me right now?"

"Blacksmith?" Fu Shun outside the door was full of doubts: "The blacksmiths are forging iron for the soldiers at the cavalry camp. Want them to come? But without the order of the general, they can't run around..."

Fu Shun said with some embarrassment, Nangong Yue didn't force him when she heard this: "If that's the case, then wait for me to change clothes, and you can take me to the cavalry camp."

"Go now?"

"Yes, let's go now." Nangong Yue hurriedly started to find her clothes in the room.

"But it's getting late now, why don't we go tomorrow." Fu Shun also said with concern.

"No, I have to go to Maying to work in the daytime tomorrow. Don't miss it at night. Let's come back early~" Nangong Yue said to Fu Shun behind her while rummaging through her clothes.

"Okay." Fu Shun responded to Nangong inside.

But at this moment, Nangong Yue, who was still searching for things in the room, froze in place at this moment.

Not because of anything else, but because she found her mahogany box among her clothes!
Nangong Yue lightly hugged the box in her arms, weighed it, and shook it, as if all the contents inside were still there.

Gently pulling out the mechanism of the box a few times, at this moment she frowned instantly.

It's not because of anything else, but because her mechanism seems to have been tampered with, and the scales on it are all inaccurate. Although it seems that there is no change on the surface, for her, the owner of the box, which made the box by herself, it is very difficult. Can clearly see the tricks in it.

If she guessed correctly, it is estimated that Mo Qitian has already opened this box in all likelihood, but she didn't know why he returned the box to her intact after knowing what was in it.

The more she thought about it, Nangong Yue didn't plan to open her mahogany box anymore, but simply hid it under the bed.

Although she has never had much interaction with Mo Qitian, she knows that a high-ranking person must be a suspicious person. Since he secretly returned the box to her, he must not have planned to let her notice it. Yes, if she had used this thousand machine crossbow that day, it is estimated that she would cause big trouble for herself nine times out of ten.

Anyway, she is not in a hurry to use it now, so let's put it here first, and prepare it for emergencies later.

After finishing everything, Nangong Yue also turned around and found a set of water-blue Confucian skirts, and simply changed them on her body, and then went to the cavalry camp with Fu Shun.

From time to time along the way, soldiers greeted her and smiled at her in a friendly manner.

It was also because of Mo Qitian that she was already famous in the entire barracks, but anyone who saw her would know who she was without looking at her face.

Perhaps because of these reasons, Nangong Yue's request to the blacksmith went smoothly.

"Get all the best blacksmiths here. If you have jobs that you can't get rid of, let them go. If anything happens, I will take care of you." Standing in front of the blacksmiths, looking Nangong Yue couldn't help frowning when she saw the most primitive ancient iron-making method they used.

Their technology seems to be a little backward. Even if there is no matter how good the ore is placed in front of them, it is estimated that they will not be able to produce any good iron. Even if the so-called good iron is produced, the density accuracy and hardness are probably not half as good as modern ones.

"Princess, we still have work to do. Now, even if the princess takes care of it or not, it's almost done. How can you tell us to let it go." They have wasted a lot of effort, fortunately, they have worked hard to develop something, and seeing that it is almost over, how can there be any reason to let it go.

"This is what I said here. Whether you listen to it or not is up to you, but I can assure you that the things you type now will never be as good as I am. If you want to learn the craft, just follow me. Gong, if you have no intention of learning, then just continue with what you are doing."

Nangong Yue's words were categorical, and she didn't show any affection for these blacksmiths who already claimed to be masters.

"Since the princess said so, I don't have to worry about offending the princess anymore. Whatever the princess wants to do, I can do it myself. Anyway, I won't play house with the princess!" said an old blacksmith with the most experience. Picking up his hammer head, he continued to smash his own iron.

He has been blacksmithing for decades, and he thinks that his skills have reached the level of a master, and he also thinks that there is nothing more reliable in the world than his skills. He expressed his dissatisfaction with Nangong Yue's words.

"So do we." Several experienced blacksmiths turned to the old blacksmith one after another.

"Princess, it's not that we don't want to follow you, it's just that Master Xu is here, and there are not many people in the world who can surpass Master Xu." Some timid blacksmiths, afraid of offending Nangong Yue, did not forget to come forward and explain .

"Yes, the princess should go back quickly." The old blacksmith surnamed Xu took a puff of tobacco, feeling a little complacent about his immortal status in the army.

"How about a bet between me and you? If the iron made according to my technology is not as good as yours, I will apologize to you in front of everyone, and try to get the general to give you the title of number one in the world. If Ben Gong wins, then..."

"That old man broke his hands in front of the princess, and he will never do blacksmithing again!" The old blacksmith threw down the dry tobacco in his hand, and said to Nangong Yue confidently.

"Okay, then let all the soldiers present testify for you and me."

Nangong Yue is not afraid that what she said is too much. Although the ancient iron-making technology has reached a certain level, the modern industrial-style iron-making technology has also been highly sublimated in it.

Guns and ammunition require iron with high precision, hardness and density. If you use these ancient irons to make guns, you will definitely not be able to make them.

So she needs her own iron-making team, a team that is not only obedient, but also convincing to her.

If this cannot be done, if one of them makes a mistake in the future, once those powerful combat weapons are obtained by lawless people, it will definitely be a devastating thing at that time.

She didn't dare to take the risk of causing chaos to the world, so she needed her own people to give herself what she wanted.

"Then, Da Zhuang, Er Zhuang, San Fatty, Xu Fu, and Niudan will follow the princess, and the others will pick five. After five days, the iron will come out. Let's invite the general to come and make a judgment." Old blacksmith Xu casually He sent a few people to Nangong Yue and asked them to follow Nangong Yue.

"What I need are people who follow me voluntarily, not those who are unwilling but have to be sent." Looking at the hesitation and embarrassment on the faces of the five blacksmiths, Nangong Yue did not force them.

As soon as those five people heard Nangong Yue say this, they all went back to their own furnace in ecstasy.

"What are you doing? How dare you run back! Isn't it just to forge iron!" Seeing this, old blacksmith Xu severely reprimanded them in front of everyone, and also wanted to give Nangong Yue face.

"It's nothing. I don't like to force others to do things. The melons that are forced are not sweet. If they don't want to, the things they make will not be so good." Nangong Yue said leisurely, those disobedient people, It's a burden if she asks for it.

"Since the princess said so, the two of us brothers are willing to follow the princess. Regardless of whether the princess is doing well or not, we all want to be happy. Even if the princess loses at that time, we will do our best!" Nangong Yue said. , but someone stood up at this time.

The two have basically the same face carved out of the mold, except that one is taller and the other is shorter, and they look like they are only in their early twenties.

The profession of blacksmiths is about seniority, and it seems that the qualifications of the two brothers are still a little low.

"What's your name?" Nangong Yue didn't dislike them. Didn't she have a saying that as long as she worked hard enough, an iron pestle could be ground into a needle? As long as they put their heart into it, she wasn't afraid that she wouldn't be able to train them badly.

"The younger one is called Sun He is the elder brother." The shorter one stood up.

"The younger one is called Sun An and is my younger brother." The taller one also reported his name.

"Okay, Sun He and Sun An will follow this princess from now on." Nangong Yue nodded in agreement.

"And we, the princess, already made up two of us. Adding the three of us, there are five people in total. Five people should be just enough." A thin middle-aged man stood up, behind him With two teenagers.

"Our family is all iron smelters. The youngest is Zhang San. These are two sons. The eldest son is Zhang Qing, who is fifteen this year, and the second son is Zhang Quan, who is eighteen this year. Although they are younger, they However, I have been blacksmithing for more than ten years with the younger one, although the qualifications of other old blacksmiths are not comparable, but as long as the princess is responsible, we will go through fire and water, and we will do whatever we want!"

(End of this chapter)