I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

"Gongshuzi, wait for me!"

Su Jinyue slipped out of the hall, and there was no sign of Gongshu Yang.

Harm~

I also wanted to give him some weapon drawings, but it seems I have to wait until the next time we meet.

When she returned to the palace, she would think carefully about some interesting swords and weapons, preferably ones that could be made as soon as possible.

Alas, old man Cai is not very capable. It has been such a long time and the new iron has not been smelted yet.

However, this matter cannot be blamed on Old Man Cai.

You must know that although iron weapons already existed at that time, their performance was still inferior to that of bronze weapons due to the lack of quenching and annealing technologies.

Therefore, at this stage, most of the weapons used by Qin soldiers are still bronze swords, halberds, spears and daggers.

The transformation of the furnace is the key to steelmaking.

A few days ago, Su Jinyue went to the Shaofu to modify the furnace, which greatly increased the maximum temperature inside the furnace. Pig iron can be heated to liquid or semi-liquid state, and steel frying, steel pouring and even the "Su Gang method" can begin to enter the experimental stage.

This process requires constant adjustment of the carbon content, and it is not something that can be achieved overnight.

The good news is that with the arrival of the public loser, all of this will enter a stage of acceleration.

"When the girl said spring is never too late, I arrived at the real Jiangnan, ananan..."

Humming a little tune and kicking the flowers and plants on the roadside, Su Jinyue walked on the palace road back to the palace in a very good mood.

Suddenly I heard a quarrel in the distance.

"Give it back to me. This is the kite my sister made especially for me."

"What do you mean by yours? If I find it, it's mine. Be careful or I'll tell father that you bullied my younger brother."

"That's mine. I'm not afraid to tell my father."

"what……"

This was followed by the exclamations of the ladies and attendants.

"Eighteenth Master, stop it now~"

"Thirteenth Young Master, stop fighting, stop fighting now..."

"What are you doing, lady? I'm going to fight you to protect the Thirteenth Young Master!"

Hearing this, Su Jinyue could no longer bear it and ran towards the scene of the incident.

From a distance, she saw the ladies and attendants gathered together, frantically trying to stop something, and several ladies were entangled with each other.

Su Jinyue pushed through the crowd and rushed directly into the crowd. Seeing two half-grown children hugging each other on the ground, she didn't think twice and picked up the smaller one and pushed him back. Then she turned around and squatted down to check on Xiao Shisan's injuries.

Thirteen saw his sister pouting in grievance, but he held back and said in a flattering voice, "Sister, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt, don't worry."

Su Jinyue looked at the bruised corners of Xiao Shisan's mouth and helped him up with heartache.

The boy who was pushed down behind him had already climbed up from the ground, shouting arrogantly.

"You are finished, you are finished. How dare you hit me? I am the emperor's most beloved son. I will make the emperor punish you."

Hearing this, Su Jinyue turned around and was about to see which naughty kid dared to be so arrogant, when she saw a little clown with a bruised face.

Oh, it seems that Thirteen didn’t suffer any loss.

"Who are you to dare to bully my brother? I'm protecting him, understand?"

The boy was about to continue shouting when he was stopped by the lady behind him, who came up behind him and whispered a few words to him.

"I don't care about her being the Third Princess. How can a female monarch possibly be as valuable as a young master like me?"

He pushed the lady, causing her to stumble, and pointed at Su Jinyue, "Let me tell you, I am the emperor's most beloved son, the Eighteenth Young Master, Hu Hai. We are not done with this matter today."

Oh? Hu Hai?

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

I've been looking for you for so long, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own.

Su Jinyue looked at the little kid in front of her who was just over one meter tall, and classic villain tactics in novels such as falling into water, poisoning, and falling off a horse kept flashing through her mind.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked up and down at the other person dangerously.

She couldn't kill someone, but Su Jinyue believed that she could make a man useless and completely cut off his possibility of ascending the throne without any burden.

For example, scars on the face and missing limbs.

She quietly pinched the pointed hairpin hidden in her sleeve.

This is also thanks to the habit of carrying self-defense weapons close to her body that she developed after being assassinated.

Hao Dad naturally knew about this and acquiesced to it. He even secretly included a few sharp weapons in every reward he gave out thereafter for Su Jinyue to choose from.

The cold touch of the hairpin stimulated Su Jinyue's fingertips. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and quietly cheer herself up.

Just take the right cheek, from left to right, and make another tick.

call……

three……

two……

One!

Su Jinyue took a step forward with her left foot and rushed straight towards Hu Hai.

"Third Princess, don't be angry, don't be impulsive."

A high but not sharp male voice sounded, and along with it, two eunuchs stepped forward quickly and stood directly in front of Hu Hai.

Su Jinyue suddenly turned her head and stared at the person who came.

It turned out to be that guy Zhao Gao. This guy is really lingering around, like a centipede that is still alive even after death.

Zhao Gao felt the decisive coldness from the third princess, lowered his eyes slightly to conceal the coldness in them, and then apologized softly in a humble tone.

"Princess Three and Young Master Thirteen, please forgive me. Young Master Eighteen is still young, so please don't bother with him. I will take Young Master Eighteen away."

After saying this, without waiting for Su Jinyue and the others to reply, he directly called a group of people and surrounded Hu Hai as they walked away.

Su Jinyue looked at the group of people walking away with a frosty face, and watched Zhao Gao carefully bowing to coax Hu Hai.

His back was bent, but he had absolute control among the group.

Zhao Gao's eyes were filled with viciousness and cunning behind people's backs. He had just received news at the beginning of the month that his daughter and her family had been robbed and killed by bandits. He was so sad that his hair turned gray, and he became even more obsessed with fighting for power.

What on earth was Dad thinking? Why did he let Hu Hai out too?

Su Jinyue could vaguely guess some of Haodadie's thoughts, but she still wanted to kill him directly and be done with it.

She doesn't understand the profound political games, she just wants the other party to disappear physically.

"Oh? Is she really going to do it?"

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng stood in front of his desk, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his fingers skillfully adjusting the pen tip, and practicing calligraphy with a focused expression.

Xuanjia Shilang, who was kneeling in the hall, lowered his head and replied, "Yes, judging from his expression, he should be heading for the right side of the Eighteenth Young Master's face."

"Okay, go down and keep a close eye on Zhao Gao and Eighteen."

"Yes." Xuanjia Shirou took the order and left the hall.

Ying Zheng continued his movements, black ink spreading across the paper, each stroke strong and powerful, as the ink slowly spread across the entire white paper.

After a moment, the last stroke was completed, and he carefully examined each character, his eyes revealing a sense of satisfaction and relief.

"Eighteen's treatment was too rough. Let the doctor replace him with a better one."

A eunuch walked out from behind the pillar and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

The sunlight filtered through the open palace door and fell onto the white paper in the middle of the desk, revealing a line of large characters with smooth lines, rigorous structure, and powerful force that could be seen through the back of the paper.

The world is a chess game, each game is new, and all living beings are like pieces, moving with greed and anger.

The game of east and west is difficult at every step.

Ying Zheng looked at this later poem with a deep and distant gaze. After a long time, he chuckled with satisfaction and murmured something.

"Oh, San'er has made progress."