Daqin: I will not unify the six kingdoms, why are you crying?

These craftsmen were different from those in later generations. They were pure craftsmen. In their eyes, there was no power, no glory and wealth. They only cared about whether they could make a good sword. The blueprint given by the First Emperor just met their wishes.

“What are you still standing there for? Open it quickly and let His Majesty have a look.”

Meng Yi interrupted from the side.

A group of blacksmiths excitedly pulled away the black cloth on the table.

A wooden box was revealed.

In the wooden box, there was a sword.

The sword lay there quietly, looking so simple and unadorned.

Ying Zheng stepped forward, picked up the sword, and began to observe it.

From the material, it can be distinguished that it is indeed steel.

A sword made of this material would probably be unpopular if thrown on the street in later generations, but in ancient times, it could definitely be called a magic weapon.

“Your Majesty, why do you like swords these days… I just happened to have some of them.”

Li Si stood by and flattered.

But when he said it, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He immediately changed his words.

He looked at the face of the First Emperor with fear in his heart.

He secretly wondered,”

Why is my mouth so cheap?”

Seeing that Ying Zheng didn’t care and didn’t take it seriously, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“”I used to like the big sword, but now I don’t like it anymore.”

Ying Zheng said leisurely, playing with the sword in his hand.

Big sword?

The faces of the people around him were full of confusion, not knowing what it was.

But they secretly remembered the name in their hearts.

Something that His Majesty likes is definitely not an ordinary thing.

“Your Majesty, there is a sword made by Ou Yezi in the State of Chu. I am willing to lead the army to fight, take back the sword, and add it to your Majesty’s collection.”

Wang Ben stood up and said respectfully.

In their opinion, the sword in front of them could not be compared with the work of the master iron smelter.

Because this sword… is too ordinary.

It does not have the sharpness and edge of a famous sword.

“Really?”

Ying Zheng raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a cunning look.

He waved his hand, and Meng Yi brought a spear and placed it on the table.

He picked up the sword in his hand and chopped it down fiercely.

Crack!

The bronze spear didn’t even resist for a second, and it broke into two pieces in an instant.

The table below was even more miserable, and it was directly smashed to pieces.

In an instant, the place became dead silent. Suddenly, there was a sound of gasps.

The three dukes and nine ministers stared with wide eyes, and their eyeballs fell to the ground one by one.

He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had an illusion.

You know.

The bronze smelting technology of the Qin State is extremely powerful.

Whether it is hardness or sharpness, it has reached an incredible level.

The sword in front of him, but it can be cut into two pieces so easily?

Oh my God.

What kind of magic weapon is this!

Even the sword made by Ou Yezi doesn’t have this power, right?

Everyone stared at the simple and unadorned sword in Ying Zheng’s hand, and was so surprised that they couldn’t speak for a while.

“Your Majesty, this sword is indeed sharp, but I think it is not very practical. It took so much manpower and material resources, and a month to make one.……”

Meng Yi stood by, with a helpless look on his face.

He couldn’t imagine how strong the Qin soldiers would be if they each had one of these swords.

However, quantity was a big problem.

“It takes a month to make just one? That’s a bit of a shame, isn’t it?”

“From this point of view, this sword is only worth collecting, and maybe it can be passed down in the future.”

“Your Majesty, I propose to use this material to tailor a piece of armor for you to protect yourself.”

The excitement on the faces of the people around him faded a little.

Many monarchs would ask the swordsmith Ou Yezi to make swords, but no one would invite him back to the country and then use him as a servant.

Because the efficiency is too low.

It takes several years to make a sword, which is not practical at all.

No matter how powerful the weapon is, it is impossible to defeat thousands of enemies alone.

“But what if I said that I forged nearly a thousand ancient swords in a month?”

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of craftsmen beside him immediately went to the warehouse and took out boxes one after another.

There were nearly a thousand boxes.

Shit!

Meng Tian’s eyes widened suddenly, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

He walked forward in disbelief and opened the boxes one by one.

When he found that there was a sword in each box, his face instantly turned red.

One thousand swords, a full one thousand swords!

Moreover, according to Meng Yi, it only took a month and a half in total.

This means that at least 10,000 swords can be made in a year.

If 10,000 experienced Qin people were organized into an army of 10,000 people with such sharp swords and tailor-made armor on the ship… hiss!

There was a large sound of gasps again around.

People dared not imagine how strong the Qin Dynasty would be by then.

Not to mention Zhao and Chu.

Even if the six countries were added together, they might not be enough for Qin.

“The reason why I did not attack the six countries is precisely because I obtained this iron smelting technology. I want to develop it secretly, sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and reduce the casualties of my Qin.”

Ying Zheng smiled and spoke slowly.

The eyes of the ministers around him changed when they looked at Ying Zheng, and became full of respect.

Before this, some people were dissatisfied and thought that His Majesty was too timid. At this moment, there was only guilt.

“Pass on my order. All the craftsmen who are responsible for making the swords this time will be promoted one level higher, rewarded with one thousand Qin Banliang, and one mu of good land.”

“After one year, everyone will be promoted two levels.”

“Everyone, work hard in the remaining days, I will not treat you unfairly”

“You don’t need to worry about your wives and children. The court will take care of you within this year. You will have enough food and clothing, and no one will dare to bully you.”

After taking a deep breath, Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at the craftsmen in front of him, and said firmly.

At this time,

Meng Yi turned to the door and called a carriage.

He led a group of soldiers and took a huge bag from the carriage.

Bang!

He picked up a sword next to him and chopped the bag fiercely.

With a crash, a large pile of Qin Banliang fell out of it.

Looking at the Qin Banliang scattered on the ground, the eyes of these craftsmen lit up instantly.

They don’t care about money, but can their families not care? Without money, they can’t support their families. Even if they don’t want it themselves, they have to have it for their wives and children.

“Thank you, Your Majesty. We will live up to your expectations.”

“Even if there is no monetary reward, I am grateful for the blueprints Your Majesty has given me.”

“Being able to follow His Majesty is the luckiest thing in our lives.”

Everyone immediately bowed respectfully to Ying Zheng to express their gratitude………………….. ps: The author has noticed the problem with the titles”朕” and”寡人”, and thanks for pointing it out. I am checking the previous text and revising it as fast as possible, but some things may be missed, so I apologize to the readers, and the author will check it again!