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Didn’t I hear someone talking about how difficult it is to ask the emperor for help yesterday?

How come the emperor agreed to help with just one sentence from him today?

Zhang Sheng coughed twice and asked uncertainly, "Your Majesty, are you really willing to help me?"

The contrast was so great that he needed to confirm again whether everything was real and not a dream.

Xiao Yanheng nodded.

This action was simple and clear yet powerful, giving Zhang Sheng enough confidence to continue.

Then he sneered, "But it seems that Lord Zhang doesn't have such an urgent need. In that case, there's no need for me to seek help from the gods."

From these words, we can see that Xiao Yanheng actually attaches great importance to the other party's real motives for making a request and the reasons behind it.

"Don't."

Zhang Sheng hurriedly waved his hand to stop him.

Faced with such a threat, we naturally dared not slack off in the slightest and immediately made it clear that our position and needs were indeed very important.

He smiled innocently, "Your Majesty, please speak with the gods and ensure the cost is kept to a minimum. As for the effectiveness... it will be enough to hit the target with a bullet from a hundred paces."

Obviously, this is a reasonable requirement put forward after careful consideration, which takes into account the principle of economic savings while ensuring efficiency.

"Get lost." Xiao Yanheng said coldly.

Although he agreed to help contact the gods to solve the problem, he would not completely accept Zhang Sheng's opinion on reducing costs without considering product quality. After all, quality is one of the key factors that determine victory or defeat.

It was true that he agreed to help contact Su Yuan, but that didn't mean that Su Yuan had to follow Zhang Sheng's unrealistic demands.

Xiao Yanheng knew very well that everyone had their own areas of expertise, and that one could not arbitrarily change or impose other people's will on the goals one set for oneself and set restrictions.

Zhang Sheng felt uneasy and rubbed his nose, explaining quietly, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. I'm just trying to save money for the national treasury. Finances are really tight right now."

He tried to make his words sound more like a statement of objective facts rather than an excuse to evade responsibility.

"These are not things you should be thinking about."

After Xiao Yanheng finished speaking, he waved his hand and let him leave.

This statement clearly points out the duties and boundaries that a subject should follow.

Zhang Sheng smiled apologetically and retreated, "Well then, I await the divine man's reply."

After saying these words, quickly exit the room so as not to disturb the king's thinking and decision-making process.

After watching Zhang Sheng leave, Xiao Yanheng looked seriously at the eunuch in charge who was still smiling beside him.

"Hurry up and prepare some pen and ink for me."

He directly issued instructions to start the next specific work arrangement.

The eunuch in charge quickly prepared the four treasures of the study for him.

The movements were extremely quick and skillful, showing good training and a very high level of understanding between the dog and its master.

Soon a letter was completed.

The entire writing process took less than half an hour.

Also attached is a painting.

This is not only a formal document but also contains deep emotions expressed in the artwork that accompanies it.

That was what Xiao Yanheng drew the night before when it was late at night and everyone was asleep.

Whenever the external disturbances affect my mood, I will quietly pick up my pen and write alone to express my feelings and relieve my worries.

The strong wind made the big trees in the woods sway, and the whole picture gave people a very heavy and depressing feeling.

Although the branches and leaves of the trees are torn by a powerful force, they still hold on to their roots and remain unshakable, symbolizing their tenacious and resilient spirit.

When Su Yuan received the gift, she immediately spread the scroll on the coffee table and took a few photos as a souvenir.

She carefully examined every detail, revealing an expression of indescribable emotion, and secretly promised in her heart that she must repay this rare friend who understood her.

Yang Sheng walked into the house carrying the dishes. When he saw the picture on the sofa, he was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"This handwriting looks like it was written by Xiao Yanheng."

Yang Sheng spoke.

Su Yuan shuddered with fear and quickly said, "Of course not. I had someone imitate it. It works pretty well, doesn't it?"

"Imitation?"

Yang Sheng looked at the painting carefully again.

The ink is not dry yet, and you can tell it was just written.

It certainly doesn't look like Xiao Yanheng's work.

But Su Yuan's nervousness still made Yang Sheng feel something was wrong.

He thought of what happened before, stared at Su Yuan and asked, "What about the calligraphy you auctioned last time..."

"That was written by Xiao Yanheng!"

Su Yuan quickly answered.

Realizing that his reaction was a bit exaggerated, Su Yuan coughed.

She straightened up and said seriously, "I really didn't lie."

Yang Sheng half closed his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes made Su Yuan feel scared.

Su Yuan lowered her head again.

Seeing that she was scared by him, Yang Sheng suddenly laughed out loud.

"I was just joking with you. You're so flustered, like a thief."

After saying that, Yang Sheng went straight to the kitchen.

Looking at his back, Su Yuan made a face.

How could she not feel guilty? This thing was indeed Xiao Yanheng's.

Thinking of Xiao Yanheng's request, Su Yuan immediately ran upstairs.

The weapons used nowadays are no longer so traditional, and if she pulled out some modern firearms, she would probably be considered a monster.

Besides, doing so would change history, so she could only continue to use other old-fashioned things.

Soon, Su Yuan contacted a batch of bows and crossbows.

The range of this weapon far exceeds that of Xiao Yanheng's time.

Xiao Yanheng should like this kind of good thing.

In addition, she also printed out some information on ironmaking technology and planned to send it to him.

She also ordered a batch of equipment online for them to study.

The weapons were delivered the next morning.

But the delivery man was not very disciplined and came straight in through the main door.

It happened that Yang Sheng was exercising outside.

Seeing the courier, Yang Sheng looked at him with suspicion.

Influenced by the powerful aura emitted by Yang Sheng, the deliveryman dropped the things, turned around and ran away.

"Our boss said Miss Su bought a lot from us, so these are for Miss Su."

Yang Sheng glanced at the person walking away, then bent down and picked up the box on the ground.

When he opened it, Yang Sheng frowned.

Hearing the sound, Su Yuan also rushed over.

Looking at the crossbow in Yang Sheng's hand, Su Yuan's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

She looked at Yang Sheng uneasily.

“I bought this for someone else.”

Yang Sheng handed the crossbow to Su Yuan and asked, "Do you know how to use this?"

"what?"

It took her a while to react, and she whispered, "I'm going to give this thing to others. I won't touch it myself."

Seeing how nervous she was, Yang Sheng gave what he thought was a very kind smile.

But to Su Yuan, this smile seemed as if he had seen through all her disguises.

She sighed and decided to give up. "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

Yang Sheng smiled slightly, a gentle expression on his face, and said: "I didn't say I don't believe you. If you really don't know how to use it, I can teach you."

There was a hint of sincerity and confidence in his voice, as if he was expressing trust and support to the other party.