The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

Ying Ji's expression immediately softened, and she smiled so sweetly that her eyes crinkled: "Old man, your shoes were under the bridge. I looked and they've been washed away. Well, it's fate that we met. I have some money at home, so you can stay at my house for a few days. I'll ask around to see if anyone has seen your shoes. Yuan Ge, you go find them."

Ying Ji waved her hand, and Yuan Tiangang instantly appeared, carrying the old man on his back and steadily following behind Ying Ji.

Old Mo was stunned, unable to understand why things had turned out this way. Normally, he shouldn't have helped her pick up her shoes, then put her through a test before handing her identity token to the little girl.

But when Old Mo looked at his legs, which were tightly bound, and his shoes, which were dangling under the bridge, and then at the little girl's wicked smile, he knew he had been discovered.

"Hey, little kid, do you know me?"

Ying Ji, in a show of style, snapped open her fan: "I don't know you, but the old man and I are destined to meet."

Old Mo laughed heartily, secretly gesturing for the people behind him to retreat: "You're an interesting little girl. I'm free for a while, so I'll stay here with you for a bit."

Yuan Tiangang naturally noticed this, and seeing that no one was following behind him, he nodded to Ying Ji.

Upon receiving the signal, Ying Ji was naturally willing to take care of this old man. She wondered who was so talented that instead of leaving him in Danyang Prefecture for fear he would run away, she brought him directly back to the palace to cultivate a relationship with him.

Old Master Mo was truly speechless: "Little brat, are you trying to put this old man in your backyard?"

Ying Ji shook her head: "What backyard or not, this is just a courtyard. Don't worry, everything is provided. I'm not bragging, but you'll definitely like the food, clothing, and daily necessities here."

Since Old Mo was already there, he decided to make the best of it. His eyes lit up when he saw the bed in front of him, then when he saw the table and chairs, and then when he turned his head and saw the movable type printing of the experimental product, his eyes lit up beyond recognition.

"This!!! This!! You did all of this, wow, this stuff is great."

Old Master Mo rushed over and first looked at the bed. It looked a bit high, but when he sat down, it was a perfect fit. The chairs and benches were also simple.

Looking at movable type printing, one can't help but exclaim, "Wow, what a brilliant idea! It can only be truly effective when paired with jade pages!"

Ying Ji was puzzled. "Isn't this old man Taigong? Wasn't Taigong involved in military and political affairs? Could he also be involved in production? The ancients were amazing! They even wanted to preserve things through printing. Looks like they need to prepare something even more impressive."

Old Mo was overjoyed. Upon seeing a bamboo basket full of jade pages and a half-finished movable type printing plate, he immediately took off his coat and started working.

After several adjustments, the engraved characters were clearly visible when rubbed.

Ying Ji praised from the side: "Wow, you are amazing! I have never seen anything made so quickly before. Usually, I have to explain it to you, but you understood what it was at a glance."

Old Master Mo worked quickly, and in just a few strokes, he made a small, scaled-down chair using mortise and tenon joinery.

Praise Yingji: "My God, you are so skillful! You can understand the intricacies of this thing at a glance. You must be a saint who was born with knowledge."

Mo Lao was very pleased with the praise, but Ying Ji was always by his side and he couldn't calm down, so he threw the Mo family's Nine Linked Rings to Ying Ji: "Little girl, don't say that this old man is bullying you. If you solve these nine linked rings, I will give you something good."

Ying Ji's eyes lit up. [Finally—it's done! I have a bug-ridden grandpa now! Luckily, I've played with the Luban Lock and the Nine-Linked Rings before, hahaha, hahaha, this is it!]

I immediately picked up the jade nine-linked rings and started to unravel them. This was something I played with when I was a child. It took me a long time to try at first, but luckily once I got the first one sorted out, the rest was just a matter of time.

When Mr. Mo finished studying movable type printing, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Ying Ji was solving the last link when, with a clang, the nine-linked rings were completely untied as they collided with each other. The girl was excitedly laughing as she held up the untied nine-linked rings.

She rushed up to him and said, "Grandpa, you can't lie to me, I've untied it."

"Hahahaha, hahaha, this, this is the will of Heaven!" The old man reached into his robes, fumbled around, and handed over a talisman. He couldn't recognize what was written on it, but the material seemed to be cast iron.

I took a bite; it was so hard. When I threw it on the ground, it made a crisp sound.

"Holy crap, it really is iron. How can there be iron at this time? Aren't they all bronze artifacts?"

Old Mo was shocked: "You, how do you know this iron object?"

Ying Ji then looked at Elder Mo. She knew she must have mistaken him for someone else. At this time, only the Mo family could have ironware and have invented it.

"Are you a member of the Mohist school?"

Old Master Mo stroked his beard: "I thought you already knew."

Ying Ji bowed and clasped her hands in greeting: "Ying Ji, the Lord of Danyang of Qin, greets you, sir."

Mo Lao smiled: "The Mo family has no name or surname; people call us Mo Lao."

Ying Ji was overjoyed: "Elder Mo, can you tell me who made this?"

Mo Lao shook his head: "This was extracted from something beyond the heavens, and there is only one of its kind in the entire world." He didn't say the second half of the sentence: This item is held by each successive leader of the Mo family.

Ying Ji thought for a moment, wondering if the book she gave to A Zheng contained any records on how to cast iron. How could she have forgotten about this? Iron! Wouldn't that mean she could directly conquer the six kingdoms?

The more she thought about it, the more intoxicated she became. Ying Ji handed Mo Lao over to Yuan Ge and went to find Ying Zheng.

Xianyang Palace

Ying Zheng and Li Si were discussing the issue of settling the common people when Ying Ji arrived in a great hurry and saw that there were ministers present.

He then approached and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, may you be well. I have something to tell you."

Li Si led his men away obediently. Ying Ji excitedly recounted what had happened and even took out the iron talisman to show off: "Look, if we can make iron, we can not only fight the six kingdoms, but also conquer overseas countries."

Ying Zheng took the iron token and examined it closely. He saw that the character on it was the Chu character – Ju: "Sister, could this be the Mo family's Juzi token?"

Ying Ji looked completely bewildered: "(⊙_⊙)?"

Alright, no need to ask. I don't know. Ying Zheng returned the iron plaque: "Isn't the Mohist school the one least willing to associate with those in power? What are they talking about, universal love and non-aggression? Are they trying to trick my sister into becoming their spokesperson?"

Ying Ji looked at the iron talisman with an indifferent expression: "Ah, is that so? Then I'll go back. I just want the creator."

"What do you mean 'return'? Since they dare to offer it, why shouldn't I accept it? The Mohists are skilled in mechanical arts. Since they are willing to acknowledge my elder sister as their leader, I can make an exception." Ying Zheng didn't care about the Mohists.

Ying Ji exclaimed with admiration, "Ah Zheng, you're so handsome!"