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Chapter 270 My Yuwen family is a dignified loyal minister of the Sui Dynasty!)

Chapter 270

"Crack" I don't know who made such a sound because he twisted his neck too hard.

Everyone's eyes fell on the handsome, elegant and handsome Yang Qian and Principal Yang.

Yang Ning was completely stunned. A pair of electric eyes that usually looked at Han with affection were glaring to the extreme at this moment. Is this son stupid? Crazy?

Yu Shiji, a Jiangnan talent whose grace is rare in the world, also looked at Yang Qian with a look of astonishment on his face.

Yang Guang gritted his teeth and rubbed his neck, which was a little painful due to the sudden forceful turning of his head. This little brat, is he talking about something crazy?

Yang Xuangan also had a look of astonishment on his face as he looked at Han Shi'e's nephew. Silly boy, are you trying to drive your biological father to a dead end?

Yuwen Chengji, who was in the Qianniu Preparation Team, was shocked and couldn't help but reveal a malicious smile.

He took a step forward, put his hand on his waist, held his sword in his head, and shouted sternly.

"Xiaoshu Yang, do you want to deceive me?!"

"Mr. Yang Xiaolang, how can you talk nonsense before the emperor?" Yang Xuangan also narrowed his eyes slightly and scolded in a deep voice.

"Yang Qian, come here." Yang Guang felt that this was not possible, it was too uncomfortable to tilt his neck like this.

Yang Guang felt that his dragon's neck had been strained because he had exerted too much force just now.

"I obey the decree." Yang Qian's expression was very calm, and he walked quickly to the emperor's bed without fear, and then stopped.

"What did you just say? Tell me again." Yang Guang rubbed his neck and his voice suddenly turned cold.

Yang Qian pursed his lips and carefully repeated the words that had everyone stunned.

"Of course you can't use clothes instead of armor. Father, didn't you say you can use paper instead of armor?"

Yang Guang took a deep breath and put down the hand that was rubbing his neck. His face was full of anger, and his eyes were filled with fierceness and cruelty.

"Yang Qian, you! Do you think that I and everyone present are fools?!"

"I dare not deceive you." Yang Qian pushed the golden mountain to the ground and bowed down.

"It is precisely because I am sure that using paper instead of armor is feasible that I dare to remind my father with words."

"..." Yang Ning had lowered his head, trying hard not to let the people around him see his face, which was equally shocked and unbelievable.

Son, would you like to let your father take the blame so suddenly? Dad was not prepared in any way.

You just put a big blame on me, are you my biological son?

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Yang Guang narrowed his eyes, stroked his thick beard, and slowly stood up. "Move back to the palace, Yang Ning, Yang Qian, you and your son will come together."

"I obey." Yang Ning agreed respectfully, stood up and looked at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian looked at Yang Ning and showed a bright and calm smile. "Father, it is true that paper can replace armor."

"...Really, haha..." Yang Ning raised her hand, rubbed her sore eyebrows, and whispered quickly.

"Tell your father the truth about what you know..."

Naturally, Yang Qian did not dare to neglect, and whispered to his father Yang Ning in a low voice. Yang Ning kept walking and listened attentively.

At this moment, Yu Wen Chengji, who was supposed to be walking beside the emperor, deliberately fell a few steps behind and shouted loudly.

"Xiao Shu Yang, why don't you leave quickly? What are you whispering about here?"

"It turned out to be General Yuwen. The subordinate was exchanging ideas with my father about using paper as a substitute for armor.

Why, could it be that General Yuwen also wants to hear it, so that when he returns home, he can try it out by making a three- to five-hundred-year-old man?"

"???" Yuwen Chengji's face immediately darkened. He's like a three- to five-hundred-person leader. This is something only rebels can do.

My Yuwen family is a dignified and loyal minister of the Sui Dynasty. Do you understand the loyal minister?!

"Yang! Qian!"

"Yu Wen Chengji, don't mess around." Yang Guang in front frowned and scolded.

"You wait." Yu Wen Chengji pointed at Yang Qian with a livid face, waved his hands angrily and strode forward.

"Heh... please, father, we, father and son, are entering the palace under orders, so we cannot delay."

Yang Qian turned sideways and made a respectful gesture of invitation towards his biological father, Yang Ning.

Father's love is like a mountain Yang Ning. "..."

Yuwen Chengji was extremely angry. "..."

Yang Guang, who was walking in front, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then turned it away, and continued to walk at the front with a gloomy face.

Thousands of oxen and bodyguards followed each other quickly, looking in all directions vigilantly.

Yang Xuangan's expression on the side was not much better. The fierce light in his eyes was flickering, but he was right next to the emperor. There was nowhere to vent his anger.

As for Yu Shiji, after hearing the verbal exchange between Yang Qian and Yuwen Chengji, he couldn't help but smile.

Using paper instead of armor, I am really looking forward to seeing how many strange and strange ideas that boy has.

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They had just left Ziwei Palace and it was not far away. It was not troublesome to go back to Ziwei Palace. In just two sticks of incense, Yang Guang had already changed out of his thick fur clothes.

Dressed in light casual clothes, he sat leisurely in the warm pavilion, playing with a top-quality iron sword that was recently sent as tribute from a small country in the Western Regions.

The pattern on it is in the shape of a grid, which is extremely strange, but the hair is blown and broken, and it is extremely sharp.

"Xiao Yangqing's family, okay, come and tell me, why do you use paper instead of armor?"

"If it is true that paper can be used in place of armor, I will certainly not hesitate to reward you. But if you deceive me, then you should be very clear about the consequences of deceiving the emperor."

"I heard you clearly." Yang Qian took a few steps forward and replied respectfully.

"In fact, I, like Your Majesty and all of you, did not believe in the method of replacing armor with paper..."

Yang Qian did not panic at all, but explained how to use paper instead of armor.

Just a few days ago, before Yang Qian left Beijing, he was drinking with his father in the mansion, and his father accidentally spilled the wine on a book.

I didn't notice it until the whole book was soaked, which was very annoying.

What I didn't expect was that Yang Qian happened to be admiring the sword given by the emperor and dropped it, causing the whole sword to plunge straight down.

The extremely sharp tip of the sword could not even penetrate the thin book.

Immediately, his father Yang Ning, who loved inventing and creating new things, was inspired, and he began to test repeatedly in his house how to use paper to resist swords and arrows.

After repeated tests, it was found that the paper can be soaked, and then laid layer by layer. For every ten layers of paper, place a layer of silk cloth until it is thick enough...

“…The production process of paper armor is few, and the materials consumed are paper and a small amount of iron nails.

Not only can it withstand bows and arrows, but its defense against slashing is not inferior to that of iron armor.

However, due to the limitations of its material, it also has disadvantages, that is, it is not as durable as iron armor that can be stored for thirty to fifty years."

Yang Guang, who was still playing with the sword at the beginning, the more he listened, the more he felt that it seemed to make sense. Otherwise, why would this kid speak in such detail and with such seriousness?

If it was really a lie, everyone present would have exposed it long ago.

As soon as Yang Qian finished speaking, Yang Xuangan couldn't help but ask first. "Since you have tried it, do you have a sample?"

"No, it's all burned..." Yang Qian laughed, spread his hands, and said with regret on his face.

"..."

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