Daqin: Consolidate the destiny of the country and help the ancestors live forever!

Leaving that thing in Brother Zheng's hands seemed to have no effect at all.

Might as well use it for waste utilization.

Chapter 135 Asking for Meteorites and Making Weapons

"If the chopper can be made of other rare metals, the effect will be even better."

"Whether it is toughness or sharpness, it can be raised to a higher level."

"So, I want my father to give me some meteorites to make a saber."

Ying Ziye still spoke out.

Last year, a meteorite fell from the sky in Dongjun County, and someone with a heart wrote seven words on the meteorite.

The First Emperor dies and dies!

This matter has never been mentioned.

Now that Ying Ziye brought up the matter of the meteorite again, he was afraid that Brother Zheng would not like it.

Sure enough, Brother Zheng's expression darkened when he heard the meteorite.

Ying Zheng stopped talking.

Zhang Han didn't dare to speak anymore.

Even the neck shrank inadvertently.

These Ninth Young Masters are as courageous as ever.

How dare you say anything?

His little heart couldn't stand it.

It was as if Ying Zheng's memory had been awakened.

Can't help but think of the meteorite incident in Dongjun last year.

At that time, the surrounding area where the Dongjun meteorite landed was bloody for hundreds of miles!

Dogs and chickens will not stay within a radius of a hundred miles!

As for the meteorite that fell from the sky, because it was too big, it was also smashed and secretly transported back to Xianyang Palace.

There are many people who know about this matter.

Then he traveled eastward and had an accident on the way.

Thinking about it now, he died and came back to life.

The curse of the first emperor's death and land should be broken, right?

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng felt better.

He didn't blame Ying Ziye for bringing up the old matter again, but just thought of this unpleasant incident.

He is the Son of Destiny, and he is attached to heaven, so he will not die.

"Since you have said that the chopper is so powerful, then use those meteorite irons!"

"Staying here is just waste, it's better to use waste to make weapons."

"I hope to add some meteorite iron to it to make it even more powerful."

Ying Ziye was overjoyed when he heard that.

Unexpectedly, Brother Zheng actually agreed.

But I don't know if there is any iron content in those meteorites.

If it contains a lot of iron, it can be recycled.

"Father, my son has one more matter, I wonder if it can be resolved together?"

Seeing Brother Zheng's good mood, Ying Ziye raised another matter.

Seeing that His Majesty was not angry, Zhang Han breathed a sigh of relief.

But Jiu Gongzi's words made him a little uneasy again.

At this time, my mood was really fluctuating violently.

"Say something together."

Ying Zheng glanced at Ying Ziye.

Why does this kid have so many things today.

"Father should know that the son is stronger, right?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"I want to see if there is any extra meteorite in the meteorite, and I want to use the meteorite to make myself a saber."

Ying Ziye thought about it, the shape of the saber is so handsome.

If a saber can be forged from meteorite, it would definitely be a magic weapon.

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Ziye in surprise.

He had also heard that Ziye was very strong.

But does he know that meteorite is not light, if it is used to forge a weapon according to the size of a saber.

It might not be accurate if it weighs more than a hundred catties. Wouldn't it be tiring to swing such a heavy weapon?

"Meteorite is very heavy, are you sure you want to make a saber with it?"

Ying Ziye nodded, men are naturally possessive of swords and guns.

Just like a woman has a desire for shopping.

"Okay, Zhang Han, you handle this matter."

"Transport those meteorites to the craftsman's mansion."

"By the way, urge them to quickly build the three-piece horse suit and saber."

"promise!"

Zhang Han also looked at Young Master Jiu in surprise.

Meteorite makes a saber, how sharp does it have to be?

However, people with great strength seem to be able to do whatever they want.

These things are also handled properly.

Ying Ziye also bid farewell to Brother Zheng and went back.

After Ying Ziye left.

Ying Zheng also returned to the imperial study.

"What do you think of Midnight?"

"Can you entrust me with an important task?"

Zhang Han trembled when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that all the young masters are very good."

Companion to a king is like companion to a tiger, the emperor's mind is unpredictable.

Zhang Han didn't dare to talk nonsense.

And he never participated in the open and secret fights between the sons.

Although he thinks that among all the sons, the ninth son is the most promising...

But he dare not say it!

Who knows what His Majesty is thinking.

"Old and confused?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhang Han.

"The widow asks you about the ninth son, and you tell the widow about all the sons."

"The widow still doesn't know your thoughts?"

"If you have something to say, I won't blame you."

Zhang Han smiled awkwardly.

Without His Majesty's words, he really didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Zhang Han fiddled with the Eight Immortals table.

Soon the fragrant tea was brewed.

"Your Majesty, come, come, drink tea, drink tea."

Ying Zheng picked up a cup of tea, looked at Zhang Han and asked:

"Don't change the subject, just say, innocent."

Zhang Han was silent for a while.

"Your Majesty probably already has someone to choose?"

"Why bother to embarrass the old minister?"

Seeing that Ying Zheng was indifferent, Zhang Han looked serious and gritted his teeth.

"The veteran thinks that the position must belong to the ninth son."

"The rest of the people are a bit lacking in decisiveness and pattern."

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Han.

"What about Fusu?"

"Mr. Fusu Zhai has a kind heart, which is also very good, but he values ​​Confucianism too much."

"The Confucian concept of governing the country is not in line with Daqin's current path, and it may be a little lacking."

After Zhang Han finished speaking, he secretly looked at His Majesty.

I'm afraid that if he is unhappy, he will get into trouble.

But at a glance, His Majesty was not only not angry, but nodded in agreement.

"The widow was unwell before and did not establish a prince, it was because Fusu was too kind."

"If he is at the helm of Daqin, it may not be long before all parts of Daqin will be in turmoil."

"There is no such thing as kindness in the Emperor's House. Once it is kind, it will definitely not be able to suppress the heroes of all parties."

"Originally, I wanted him to go to the north to practice with Meng Tian, ​​so as to change his temperament."

"But after returning, there was still no change. On the way, Ziye suddenly emerged, leaving all the young masters behind."

"Fusuruo's temperament is not suitable!"

Ying Zheng also felt a little sorry for Fusu. If he knew this, he shouldn't have hired a Confucianist teacher to teach him.

Fortunately, he is the true son, the eldest son helped Su to become a talent, but the ninth son suddenly emerged.

If there is no one among so many sons who is worthy of great use, then he will be ashamed to see his ancestors in the future.

"Your Majesty's heart is like a mirror."

"Just to see through but not tell the truth, the old minister is not as good as His Majesty."

What else can Zhang Han say, he can only keep making rainbow farts.

And he felt that something big was going to happen today!

"Okay, I'm tired of hearing these words, so I don't need to say anything."

"Then issue the edict!"

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhang Han speechlessly.