The First Tyrant of Daxia

Seeing this, everyone's breathing tightened, their eyes were burning with disbelief.

If the range is enough, the red cannon will sweep across the Turks. This power is simply beyond human power to resist! They deeply understand what they are creating now!

"Just one step away!" Qin Yun gritted his teeth, extremely anxious and unwilling!

At this time, Nie Tu's expression flashed, as if he remembered something, and he said in a lost tone: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I did remember someone!"

"He might be able to do it!"

Swish, swish, swish, countless eyes looked over excitedly.

Qin Yun grabbed him, his eyes like torches: "Who?"

Nie Tu said solemnly: "There is a graveyard on the Jinsu Road in Xiliang. There lives an old man who was once the most famous craftsman in Xiliang when he was young."

"His ancestors were all craftsmen for generations, and their skills were excellent. They belong to a family that has inherited the tradition."

"If there is any extraordinary person who can improve the craftsmanship of Redcoat Cannon parts, it must be him!"

Old Feng was so excited that he turned around and was about to leave: "Your Majesty, I will go and invite you right away. Jinsu Road is very close to Tianlang City!"

"and many more."

Qin Yun called out, frowning slightly, and looked at Nie Tu: "Finish your words, is there anything hidden?"

Nie Tu smiled bitterly: "As expected, nothing can be hidden from Your Majesty. I know this man. He is the only old man left in a family of six."

"His son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and wife were all executed by the court."

"Well... it seems that the court recruited him to build the Yongle Shrine, but he didn't want to go, so he was..."

Nie Tu was slightly embarrassed and didn't finish his words.

Suddenly, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured on everyone's head, especially Qin Yun, whose mouth corners were twitching.

This wasn't an execution by the imperial court, this was clearly an execution by himself... He was speechless. Damn it, the original owner of this body had been dead for so many years, and he was still digging a hole for himself!

What is the point of building the Yongle Shrine and killing innocent people?

The scene fell into an awkward situation, and everyone understood that since His Majesty had killed that man's entire family, it was strange that he was willing to come.

Old Feng broke the silence. In his eyes, there was no right or wrong, only Qin Yun.

He clenched his fist and said, "If he doesn't come, he has to come!"

"I will go and ask for help right away. The empire's plan cannot be delayed. If all else fails, we'll have to resort to force!"

Qin Yun frowned and said, "Master Feng, please be patient."

"More haste makes waste. This old man is probably a stubborn person, right?" He looked at Nie Tu.

Nie Tu nodded: "Your Majesty is right, this man's name is Jiang Tie, he has a stubborn temper, and if he doesn't want to do something, it will be useless even if you put a knife to his neck."

"He is already alone, and he has nothing to fear."

Jinzhu frowned and gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I think if it doesn't work, we should just trick him first and get the red cannon out first!"

This is a solution, and the simplest way is to hide the shadow of the court.

But Qin Yun shook his head and frowned, saying: "The Red Cannon cannot be concealed, and he will be needed to preside over various tasks in the future. Besides, I am the emperor, and I don't want to lie to others."

"If you did something wrong, you did something wrong. You might as well apologize and ask for forgiveness."

When these words were spoken, everyone's eyes flickered, and they were shocked but also very impressed.

It takes a great mind for an emperor to recognize his mistakes and speak out against them!

In fact, they didn't know that Qin Yun was also a victim! How could he do such a thing!

"Sir Nie, can you invite this person to Tianlang City?" Qin Yun suddenly asked.

Nie Tu nodded: "This person owed me a favor a few years ago. If I say I need his help, he will come as soon as possible."

"My identity is a secret, and he doesn't know that I work for the court."

Qin Yun's eyes flickered: "Well, write a letter and invite him here quickly. I will wait for him here."

"Time is running out, the Youzhou battlefield still needs me."

Nie Tu nodded fiercely: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will go immediately!"

Soon, the letter was written and sent out by the Embroidered Uniform Guard. The identity would be kept strictly confidential until Jiang Tie arrived.

Everyone seemed a little worried, fearing that Jiang Tie would be difficult to convince, but Qin Yun insisted on winning people over with virtue and refused to intimidate Jiang Tie, so they had no choice but to wait.

It only takes a few hours to travel from Tianlang City to Jinsu Road if you ride a fast horse.

After adding up the details, when the Jinyiwei brought Jiang Tie to Tianlang City, it was already the early morning of the next day. Everything went smoothly and Nie Tu really invited the person.

This inconspicuous craftsman directly caused a shock in the entire Tianlang City. Qin Yun didn't even have time to wash his face. With Murong's help, he put on his black robe and rushed out of the Protectorate.

At the city gate, the sunset is romantic and the traffic is bustling.

Today, Xiliang is rebuilding rapidly. The war between Daxia and the Turks did not affect this place. On the contrary, the establishment of the Western Regions Protectorate and the mineral business attracted more and more people and businessmen.

It is reviving at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Western Corridor has brought endless wealth to Daxia. The Protectorate has been escorting merchants, and its contribution is unparalleled!

Qin Yun's reputation is getting higher and higher. As long as he can defeat the Turks and achieve more outstanding military exploits, he will be comparable to the founding emperor!

"Hahaha, Old Man Nie, long time no see!"

The old man was in good spirits and laughed heartily. He shouted to Nie Tu who was waiting at the city gate from a distance.

Nie Tu's expression brightened, he looked at Qin Yun and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's him, Jiang Tie!"

Qin Yun and Murong looked at Jiang Tie, who was about sixty years old, with gray hair, but in good spirits. It was obvious to the naked eye that he walked with great strength, and because he was a blacksmith, his arms were muscular and very powerful.

He also has a loud voice, and does not look as depressed as Nie Tu did before. People like him are usually straightforward, otherwise they would not have rejected the court and suffered such a disaster.

"Don't worry, everything will be solved. I'll be with you." Murong said softly, squeezing his palm with her delicate hand.

Qin Yun smiled bitterly. The reason why relatives are relatives is that even if he committed a heinous crime, they would still stand by his side.

Although this was not what I did, it was almost the same and there was no way to defend myself.

"Alas!" Jiang Tie walked closer and sighed deeply to Nie Tu.

"Old Nie, I have heard about Madam Ling. I once went to your house to pay my respects, but I didn't find you or your tombstone."

"I didn't expect you to be in Tianlang City. Seeing you doing well, my heart feels warm!" He said simply and unpretentiously.

Hearing this, Nie Tu felt a little guilty and forced a smile, saying, "It's all over, it's all over."

"Let me introduce you. This is my...boss."

Jiang Tie then noticed Qin Yun and Murong Shunhua, and his eyes were immediately shocked. Although he was a blacksmith, he had a good eye. It was obvious that these two were either rich or noble, and were not ordinary people.

"Greetings to the boss, greetings to the madam." He bowed.