Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

When the prince saw Du Zhijie drank the wine readily, the unhappiness on his face disappeared. He drank a few more glasses and warmly invited him to eat.

It is said that those who show kindness to others without any reason are either treacherous or thieves. The prince's excessive enthusiasm is not a good thing.

The prince drank the wine in his cup, put it down, and sighed, "It's really wonderful to drink with the general today. I was busy before, but now I will have the opportunity to drink with the general more often."

"Your Highness, you are joking. Drinking is not allowed in the army. I am afraid that I have disappointed Your Highness."

Du Zhijie didn't want to have too much involvement with the prince, so he refused very straightforwardly.

The prince's intention was very clear. He wanted to harass Du Zhijie, but he was not stupid, so he just answered some trivial questions.

He is just like his father, an old stubborn man who refuses to change.

A chill ran down the Crown Prince's spine, but he wore a perfectly composed smile. "General, you're right. Strict military discipline is a testament to your ability to manage the troops with moderation. I understand that. To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that this time, my father has asked me to oversee the forging of weapons. I'm afraid this time, the Divine Machine Battalion may have to bear the brunt of the burden."

He stopped talking just to get the point across, he didn't need to elaborate, he just wanted to see how Du Zhijie would react.

But Du Zhijie seemed not to hear anything. He just sat there as steady as a rock, without even changing his expression, let alone reacting to the prince's words.

Seeing this stubborn man refuse to respond, Crown Prince Yuwen Ze could only continue, "The emperor has given us a tight deadline, and we need to select some capable craftsmen. What are your thoughts, General?"

I say so much because I am afraid that I won’t be able to deliver on time.

Du Zhijie raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up at the Crown Prince, and spoke after a while: "Since the Shenji Battalion is also taking on this mission for the first time, and the weapons required by the court are not many, I think there is plenty of time."

"Haha, it seems that the time given by the Emperor is quite sufficient. If this is the first time for the Divine Machine Battalion to take on this mission, they probably don't know much about weapon casting. I'm afraid if there are any problems with the craftsmanship, it will be difficult to explain."

"So, we need to recruit a new batch of craftsmen." Du Zhijie said slowly.

This idea seemed good at first, but since they were all newcomers, they couldn't meet his requirements. After all, the emperor had directly assigned this task to the crown prince. If anything went wrong, he would be the first to be held accountable.

The Crown Prince secretly resented this, and he didn't try to hide the irritation in his eyes. "General, there's no need to belabor the point. My intention is very clear. If we don't complete the weapons on schedule this time, both you and I will be held accountable by our father."

Although he wanted to drag Du Zhijie into the water, he at least wanted to find someone to take the blame for him.

Du Zhijie pondered for a moment, then finally nodded. "If Your Highness trusts me, please entrust the task of forging weapons to me. Your Highness is not allowed to interfere during this period."

This was exactly the answer that Crown Prince Yuwen Ze wanted. Everyone knew that it was a joke for a group of warriors going to the battlefield to want to forge weapons. He was more than happy to have Du Zhijie take away this big bag.

The prince smiled again and quickly agreed.

Seeing the prince's face full of relief, Du Zhijie's eyes turned slightly cold, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.

They, the warriors, are not good at casting weapons, but there must be someone who is good at it. He can ask the emperor for manpower. At a normal speed, this task will not be difficult to complete.

Crown Prince Yuwen Ze was certain that he would take over this hot potato, so he had his own plan from the beginning.

Du Zhijie took the token from Yuwen Ze, and the next day he went to the place where weapons were cast. This team was originally allocated from the Shenji Camp, so it was not difficult for him to take over now.

He just did a rough count of the number of people and then went to the foundry camp.

The overseer came out to greet him.

Du Zhijie took a quick look and saw that it was a stranger, not from the Shenjiying Camp. He thought that it was specially arranged by the prince, and he thought that it was a spy planted here.

He did not expose it. After learning about the general situation of the Casting Battalion, he decided to go inside and take a look.

"General, please come this way!" The supervisor led the way enthusiastically.

The main material of weapons is iron. The first step is to refine the iron into water and then hammer it continuously, so the temperature inside is very high.

As soon as I entered, I heard powerful knocking sounds, one after another. The knocking sounds were tight and frequent, and it was obvious that they were rushing to finish the work.

Du Zhijie looked around and finally stopped in front of the calcining furnace. The flames in the furnace were strong, and under the light of the flames, it was impossible to see his expression.

"General?" The supervisor, unsure of Du Zhijie's temperament, asked cautiously, "It's hot here. Why don't you go outside and rest for a while?"

Du Zhijie waved his hand and asked, "Based on the current daily quantity, can we deliver on time?"

"We are now producing over 3,000 arrowheads, 2,000 spearheads, and around 1,000 swords every day."

Upon hearing this, Du Zhijie frowned.

At the current rate, even a one-month delay would be a problem, not to mention delivery on time.

Seeing his unhappy expression, the foreman hurriedly explained, "These quantities are the result of the craftsmen working day and night to achieve them. They haven't slacked off in the slightest. Perhaps it's..."

Before he could finish his words, a craftsman who was holding a mold by the furnace lost his balance for some reason and the mold in his hand flew forward.

This thrilling scene caused everyone to exclaim: "Be careful."

The mold was filled with freshly molten iron, which was boiling hot, and the craftsman plunged forward.

Not far away was the smelting furnace. The firelight illuminated the craftsman's face full of fear. If he fell in, there would be no trace of bones left.

Du Zhijie reacted quickly. He kicked the sword of the guard beside him and threw it neatly onto the steps in front of the smelting furnace. The sword was firmly stuck in front of the craftsman.

In panic, the craftsman grabbed the sword in front of him and barely supported his body.

Just when the sword was about to collapse along with the craftsman, Du Zhijie dodged and pulled the fallen craftsman back.

Seeing this, the other craftsmen immediately stepped forward to take over the mold and helped the fallen craftsman up.

After the craftsman came to his senses, he knelt on the ground in fear and kowtowed to Du Zhijie repeatedly to express his gratitude!

"Thank you very much for saving my life, General. I will serve you like a slave..."

"Get up!" Du Zhijie frowned slightly.

He knew that all those who could come to this barracks were experienced and would not make such a mistake. However, when the craftsman stood up and saw the bloodshot in his eyes, Cai Zhijie couldn't bear to blame him.

"what happened?"

"It's my fault!" The craftsman immediately knelt down again. "I was too tired, so I was a little dazed, which led to the mistake just now. Please forgive me, General!"

"I'm so tired. Didn't you get enough rest?"

"Yes, General, I haven't slept for several days." Du Zhijie signaled the kneeling craftsman to stand up.

He turned around and looked at the craftsmen behind him and said, "What about you? Have you also not slept for a few days?"