"This... Your Majesty's eyes are like a torch, you really can't hide anything from your Majesty. In fact, it's nothing, just a meal of wine, to be precise, only two glasses."
"Really there are only two glasses?" Wu Heng asked, picking up the wine glass on the Dragon Case, and swiping it lightly.
"This... Master Xia also promised the old slave to give him an altar after the sweet potato harvest next year produces new wine."
Wu Heng looked at Ma Xi suspiciously and asked, "That's not right! You never speak for you in front of me. Is it because this time I broke my iron law just for a jar of wine?"
"Your Majesty, if the old slave says that this altar of sweet potato burning can sell two altars of equal weight in the gods, do you believe it?"
"One jar of wine and two jars of gold?"
"Yes, this is still the price after the harvest of sweet potatoes. Now the name of burning sweet potatoes has been spread to the gods. One altar of sweet potatoes burning two altars of gold is still the valuation after the old slaves' anti-harvest harvest. Now this price has been copied. It's fifty gold one altar."
"Fifty gold?"
"Yes, this is what the old slave saw with his own eyes three days ago. Even so, there is still no market."
Wu Heng looked at the wine glass on the Dragon Case and said, "Then the bosom I just drank, isn't it five taels of gold?"
"Even if it's worse, it's not much worse."
"In that case, isn't my junior's Shenmu Mountain now a golden mountain?"
Ma Xi nodded and said: "Shenmu Mountain is more than just a golden mountain? This mountain also produces a kind of 100-jin steel that can be smelted by one person a day. This speed is much higher than that of five public losers who can produce two kilograms of steel a day. . And the cost of steelmaking is less than one-fifth of the cost of public losers. It can be said that once the steelmaking method on Shenmu Mountain appears on the market, the public loser’s 100-smelting steel will be in front of him. The power to fight back."
"Is this what Master Xia told you?"
"This..." Ma Xi was taken aback. He was only excited by what he said, but he didn't expect that his Majesty's words would turn around him again.
Wu Heng said, "What else is there besides sweet potato and Baishui refined steel? You said it together!"
"There is also a steel pike."
"Steel spun? If someone can produce 100 catties of refined steel a day, don't he make spun spun!"
"Your Majesty, as far as the old slave knows, is that Longtanhou's steel spun is not only different in material from other strong spuns. Does your majesty remember the fact that Longtanhou used two thousand troops to break Tuyuhun's two thousand fine horses at Yuzhou city? Lean is such a weapon."
Wu Heng suddenly became interested and said, "Then what's the difference between this 驽?"
Ma Xi said: "I heard from Master Xia that this Longtanhou is called a divine arm 驽, and he can wear heavy armor for two hundred steps. Together with the three-stage shooting method created by Longtanhou, Tuyuhun's fine riding heel If you can’t run to the front, you’ll be shot all on the road to attack.”
"This is true?" Wu Heng suddenly rushed out from the Long case, grabbed Ma Xi and asked excitedly.
"This... This old slave also listened to what Master Xia said, but will he be absorbed in Longtan after a few days? By then, your Majesty will let him rehearse. Isn't it clear at a glance?"
"Where is that kid now?"
"Ten days ago, I just left the river by the waterway. If you calculate the distance, you should go to Xiazhou today! If you go northward by land and enter the Shendu, you will be able to reach the Shendu in 15 days at most."
"Fifteenth? Half a month! It's not too slow. I intend to see him at Yingtian Gate in seven days."
For Wu Heng, even without the credit Ma Xi said, Wu Heng could not have killed Wu Zheng. Even if Wu Zheng caused a major disaster, it would be impossible to kill him as long as he did not rebel.
This was not because he was Wu Zheng's senior, but because he saw his hope in Wu Zheng.
When Wu Heng was still the prince, he determined to be a good emperor and made every effort to completely change the status quo of the Western Mountains at the dusk of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
But when he took over his Lao Tzu's class, he suddenly discovered a truth, that is, the ideal is full, but the reality is skinny.
His thoughts back then were really taken for granted. The pool of the imperial court was deeper than the Mariana Trench. For Wu Heng, the first thing he had to do after he became the emperor was not hard work, but how could he not be affected by Mariana. The trench was drowned.
He has survived the past twenty years, but he has been living in the darkness with no trace of light.
Until Wu Zheng appeared, when he learned that Wu Zheng was in Yuzhou... (End of this chapter)