Qin Shi Huang's accumulated prestige is very deep.
Sometimes, he was moody.
He would not take his anger out on a child like Mu Han.
But as a personal guard general, Meng Yi knew that he was in trouble.
"This general…this…"
He was obviously going to steal Mu Han's blood.
In the end, he didn't manage to steal the blood and instead became a monster.
Most importantly…
This kind of monster was immortal!
As the emperor's vassal, he knew the First Emperor's desire for longevity.
Especially in recent years, he had been seeking immortals and asking questions.
Because of the burning of books and burying of scholars, Young Master Fu Su was sent to the Great Wall.
But now, the opportunity to live forever that was so close at hand…was snatched away by him.
It was estimated.
The First Emperor even wanted to chop him up.
Meng Yi panicked.
"What should we do?"
"Your Majesty…Your Majesty will definitely send me to the Great Wall, right?”
"Will His Majesty…"
Meng Yi was at a loss.
It was just that this matter seemed to be a little too big.
Even Young Master Fusu was exiled for blocking the path of the First Emperor, let alone him.
His mind was in a mess.
"Clang!"
Meng Yi suddenly pulled out the iron sword hanging on his waist.
He directly wiped it off his neck.
"Ding dong!"
"Meng Yi has fallen into self-doubt and wants to draw his sword to commit suicide. Reward: Zombie God true blood fusion rate 1%, reward: Little Seal Mastery!”
A cold voice rang out.
Mu Han flicked his finger.
A stone flew out.
"Clang!"
The voice was melodious.
The iron sword in Meng Yi's hand flew out.
It fell to the ground with a clang.
Mu Han leisurely looked at Meng Yi, whose face was pale from fear.
A mysterious smile appeared on his face.
Big Nose was quite afraid of death.
He was probably afraid of implicating the Meng Clan.
"General Meng Yi, why do you have to commit suicide? Perhaps I can save you?”
Mu Han's voice sounded.
Meng Yi suddenly raised his head, as if he had grabbed onto a life-saving straw.
"Please teach me, Young Master!"
Mu Han's lips curled up slightly.
"Can you still get up?"
"If it's okay, then come over and grind ink for me.”
After saying that.
He walked straight to the table in Ying Zheng's bedroom and knelt down.
Meng Yi hesitated.
However, when he thought about how this was the Emperor's favorite son, he felt relieved.
"What does Young Master want to do?"
Meng Yi asked subconsciously.
Mu Han raised his eyelids.
"Talk less and do more."
The corner of Meng Yi's mouth twitched as he silently began to grind the ink.
Mu Han casually picked up a blank bamboo slip and glanced at it.
Then, he shook his head.
"Do you have a bigger piece of wood?”
"Yes!" Meng Yi hurriedly nodded.
As he spoke.
He took out a large wooden board from a corner.
"This was sent over a few days ago. It was intended to be used to change the window, but because of your matter…His Majesty never allowed it to be changed.”
Mu Han nodded.
He picked up the brush and dipped it in ink.
He began to write rapidly.
It was not easy to write in the small seal script of the Qin Dynasty. Fortunately, Mu Han was proficient in the small seal script.
In addition, Meng Yi was giving pointers from the side.
Mu Han finally wrote down the method of smelting iron.
In addition.
Based on some vague memories from his previous life, he marked the iron mines near Xianyang.
Ying Zheng took a bath and changed his clothes.
As soon as he entered, he saw his youngest son writing and drawing. Meng Yi bent down and waited on him.
"Humph!"
He snorted coldly.
Meng Yi shuddered and immediately knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty!"
"This general is guilty, please punish me, Your Majesty!”
Ying Zheng gave him a cold look.
"What crime have you committed?" he snorted coldly.
Meng Yi opened his mouth but didn't dare to say anything about immortality.
He could only kowtow and say,"I'm guilty!"”
Ying Zheng snorted.
She ignored him.
He looked at Mu Han.
"Mu Han, my son, what are you doing?”
Mu Han looked up.
"Your son has prepared a great gift for Imperial Father!”
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows.
With interest and a trace of expectation, he said,"You…are preparing to give me blood?”
Mu Han's mouth twitched.
Ying Zheng was too obsessed with this!
He casually handed over the big wooden board.
"Imperial Father, this is the iron-smelting method that your son obtained in the netherworld. It can increase the production of ironware in Great Qin.”
"In addition, according to the information I heard on the way, I have sorted out the location of the iron mine near Xianyang.”
"Imperial Father can send people to investigate and then mine and smelt it into iron.”
"This way, Great Qin's soldiers will have the sharpest weapons and the strongest armor, making them even stronger.”
？？？
Ying Zheng took the wooden board.
He looked at the words on it and the blast furnace drawn with black lines.
His expression changed rapidly.
"This thing!"
"Sure enough, it can increase the output of iron smelting?”
Mu Han shook his head firmly.
"Definitely!"
Ying Zheng nodded. Zhen will immediately get the doctor to come over!"
Mu Han exhorted,"Imperial Father, pay attention to confidentiality. You can't let others pry into the technology of smelting iron."”
Ying Zheng gave him a deep look.
"Don't worry! I know!"
After saying that.
He glared at Meng Yi.
"Get up!" Send this item to Dr. Chun Yu and inform the Black Ice Platform to immediately build a metal clan for me to test if my child's method works!
In addition, let the people of the Black Ice Platform leave Xianyang and look for iron ores according to the map!”
Meng Yi felt as if he had been pardoned.
He got up from the ground.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After saying that.
She turned around and smiled gratefully at Mu Han. Then, she turned around and strode out of the palace.
After he left.
Ying Zheng licked his face and moved closer to Mu Han.
"Han 'er, now that Imperial Father is clean, come and bite Imperial Father!”
"Oh right, Imperial Father has already prepared blood. Even if you become a zombie, you don't have to suck dog blood.”
This…
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