Chapter 945 It's late at night, so I quickly fell asleep with Li Ying in my arms
On a cold night in early spring, one bowl of tofu puffs per person.
Lin Zhao took a bite and felt that the flavor of the tofu buns in Tianchi Town was indeed different. In addition, the steamed steamed buns in this restaurant also tasted quite good.
Shi Hanyin ate in small bites, her beautiful eyes shining with hope. Every time she took a bite, she secretly glanced at Lin Zhao, for fear that he would suddenly disappear.
Huang Tingyu couldn't stand the sour smell, so he just ate hard and ate three boxes of xiaolongbao in a blink of an eye.
In the distance, the Mohist swordsman holding the horse still stayed in the night.
Although Shi Hanyin couldn't see it, Lin Zhao, a ten-level sword cultivator, could see it clearly. He frowned and said to Qin Cheng in his heart: "This friend of the Mo family, why don't you come over and have a bowl of bean curd?"
?”
Qin Cheng was slightly startled: "Do you know me?"
"do not know."
Lin Zhaodao: "But the second brother Xu Shuo and senior brother Lu Qi from the Mo family's ancestral court are very familiar with each other."
"oh……"
Qin Cheng frowned. Those two were his senior brothers, and they were also important figures in the Mo family's ancestral court. His younger junior brother's presence in the ancestral court was far less than the two of them. He hesitated and said:
"No, I was just passing by. Thank you for your kindness."
Lin Zhao was resentful and hard-spoken.
However, the starting point was good. He was probably worried that Shi Hanyin would be deceived by bad guys who were good at disguising, and since Qin Cheng followed him all the way, he didn't do anything wrong, and his character must not be bad.
So, Lin Zhao ignored him and finished his tofu puff. He immediately asked for another bowl and continued to enjoy it with peace of mind.
Not long after, the sound of horse hooves and the turning of axles came from the distance. When Lin Zhao and Huang Tingyu squinted their eyes, they suddenly discovered that there were horse-drawn carriages coming from an alley filled with fireworks in the distance in the night.
More than ten vehicles came out.
These carriages were filled with a kind of round container, which looked like an urn. When Lin Zhao squinted his eyes and looked at it, he found that the urn was made of bronze and looked very ancient. It had standard patterns and characters on the surface.
I can't quite understand it.
"It's weird."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "Even if we are transporting goods out of the city, we won't deliver them in the middle of the night, right?"
"really."
Shi Hanyin said: "Yun Xianglou faces the street. Recently, Hanyin can hear the sound of these carriages pulling goods almost every night."
"Where is that place over there?" Lin Zhao pointed to the fireworks in the distance.
Shi Hanyin didn't know, she shook her head with apologetic expression on her pretty face.
But the boss smiled and said: "Over there is the iron smelting workshop in Yunzhou City. Civilian and official iron smelting workshops are all together. The weapons and armor of Yunzhou soldiers are all made in the workshop, as well as those for common people.
Hoes, iron picks and other utensils all come from the iron smelting workshop."
"That's it..."
Lin Zhao said with a smile: "But what are they doing with so many bronze urns? Even if they are making wine, they don't need so many? There are not even a single farm tool in this cart and cart of utensils."
"Who knows."
The boss smiled and said: "The owner of the iron workshop has a big tree in Yunzhou and has deep roots. He is not someone like me who wants to inquire about it. Sir, do you want some Xiao Long Bao?"
Lin Zhao glanced at Huang Tingyu who was devouring his food: "Two more cages."
As he said that, he looked at Shi Hanyin: "It seems that Miss Hanyin is really going to spend money today."
Shi Hanyin smiled lightly: "It's okay."
Lin Zhao looked at Huang Tingyu: "Old Huang, eat quickly. After eating, we will go to the ironworks."
"oh?"
Huang Tingyu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Is there something fishy about these bronze urns?"
"have no idea."
Lin Zhao smiled: "Go over and have a look before we talk."
"good."
Shi Hanyin opened her big eyes, feeling that the situation at this time was like a government detective investigating a case. Those are things that can only be seen in novels, so she pursed her red lips and said: "
Hanyin also wants to go with us, is that okay, sir?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded and did not refuse. With Huang Tingyu here, no one could hurt Shi Hanyin. After all, Lao Huang was also a compassionate person!
What's more, there is an eleventh-level Mohist swordsman in the distance who is Han Yin's retinue, which makes it even more foolproof.
…
Soon after, the three of them entered the iron smelting workshop.
In a place shrouded in smoke and clouds, in the middle of the night, one can still see blacksmiths sweating profusely while forging utensils. A row of blacksmith shops are actually casting bronze urns.
Lin Zhao frowned, stepped forward, hugged a fist at an old blacksmith who was still strong, and said: "Old man, I am from a foreign country, and I feel a little strange, why does your blacksmith shop only make this kind of bronze urn?
You don’t want to forge weapons, farm tools, or armor?”
The old blacksmith grinned and looked at Lin Zhao. He also saw Shi Hanyin behind Lin Zhao. He immediately knew that the young man in front of him was either rich or noble. He was not an ordinary rich man. How could he have such a powerful person beside him?
woman?
"Brother, you don't know everything."
The old blacksmith chuckled and said: "In the past half month, dozens of blacksmith shops in the smelting workshop have received a large order to build this kind of bronze urn, and the cost is very expensive. It is three times the size of ordinary urns.
If it is more than twice the amount, who would refuse the money delivered to your door, so this iron smelting workshop is making this kind of thing."
"oh……"
Lin Zhao nodded and smiled: "Do you know who the owner of the order is?"
"have no idea."
The old blacksmith shook his head and said: "Either he is a noble person, or he is brewing wine in the army, etc. How can ordinary people like us be able to inquire about it."
"I know, thank you."
Lin Zhao stepped inside the blacksmith and looked at the rows of bronze urns that had just been made, some of which were still warm, and said: "Boss, are these bronze urns for sale? I want to buy one to hold wine."
"I'm sorry, sir."
A shirtless middle-aged blacksmith stepped forward and said, "These bronze urns were ordered by others and will not be sold."
"Yeah?"
Lin Zhao took out a green copper coin from the package, with a hint of pearlescent brilliance, and said with a smile: "Even if I are willing to pay for a green clam, aren't you willing to sell it?"
"A green clam coin!?"
The boss's jaw almost hit the ground. He nodded repeatedly, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Since the guest wants to buy it so sincerely, there is no problem in selling one."
Huang Tingyu chuckled.
Not long after, Lin Zhao walked out of the iron smelting workshop with a bronze urn in his arms, taking Huang Tingyu and sending Shi Hanyin back to Yunxianglou.
"Son."
Shi Hanyin frowned slightly: "What's unusual about this bronze urn?"
"So unusual."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "First of all, the gates of Yunzhou City are closed late at night. These convoys will definitely not be able to get out without some coins. Why do they do this? Secondly, to build so many bronze urns,
The use is definitely not as simple as making wine, so..."
He smiled: "I bought one and took it back to the snowy Tianchi to study it carefully."
"Um."
Shi Hanyin smiled lightly: "Master, if Hanyin is free one day, can he go to the snowy Tianchi to see it and see Master?"
"sure."
Lin Zhao nodded and said: "But don't go there in the near future. The situation in the Northern Territory may change, and it will become extremely dangerous in the blink of an eye."
"Yes, Hanyin knows."
In front of Yunxiang Building, Shi Hanyin was dressed in a plain skirt and a cloak, saying goodbye to Lin Zhaoyi. Upstairs, the mother also breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Nizi was finally back. If she really dared not to come back,
Then I have no choice but to report to the official position. Yun Xianglou cannot live without Shi Hanyin!
After bidding farewell to his master Hanyin, Lin Zhao glanced at him and signaled Huang Ting to pick up the sword and return to the snowy Tianchi.
Just where the sword light started, Lin Zhao raised his fist towards the gray night and signaled to Qin Cheng, the Mohist swordsman, that he was leaving.
Qin Cheng held the horse and immediately raised his fists at Lin Zhao solemnly.
Although this person is favored by Shi Hanyin and is considered a love rival, Qin Cheng somehow feels that the young swordsman does not dislike him. After all, he has always adhered to the etiquette and laws towards Shi Hanyin and is quite elegant in his words and deeds. This kind of person is simply disgusting.
Can't get up.
What's more important is that he can control the demonic swordsman of the Thirteenth Level. In fact, Qin Cheng has already guessed who that person is.
…
Natural home.
Under the moonlight, Lin Zhao held the bronze urn and studied it over and over again, even rubbing the patterns and words on the bronze urn on the talisman paper, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.
"Can you figure out the reason?" Huang Tingyu said with a smile.
"cannot."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "With limited knowledge, I don't know any of this writing. As for the origin of the pattern... I don't know which place it belongs to."
"Then why worry?"
Huang Tingyu glanced at Liu Liying, who was holding a lamp at the side, and said meaningfully: "It's late at night, so hurry up and fall asleep with Liying in your arms."
Immediately, Liu Liying's cheeks flew up, Deputy Commander Huang was so old!
Lin Zhao was startled, then pushed the bronze urn forward and said: "Old Huang, go and study it. After all, you have many capable people and strangers under your command. You can find out the reason for this pattern and its origin.
"
"OK."
Huang Tingyu said angrily: "I, Huang Tingyu, will do the hard work. The mountain master can just go to sleep with Li Ying in his arms. After all, in this snowy Tianchi, I, Lao Huang, am the deputy commander, and you, Lin Zhao, are the commander-in-chief."
Handsome, the first level of officialdom is overwhelming~~~"
Liu Liying couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Huang, you are so resentful!"
"Don't dare!"
Lao Huang turned over and flew out of the study with the bronze urn in his arms, saying: "A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Lao Huang, I won't disturb you two's rest."
"roll roll roll!"
Lin Zhao raised his hand and pointed, and the flying sword fired fire.
Huang Tingyu dodged away in a flash, and his voice came from the distance: "The mountain master's heart is too cruel, as the saying goes... no poison is no husband, Liying, sooner or later you will suffer from following such a man, so you should follow
I am old Huang."
Liu Liying looked helpless: "Bah, bah, bah~~~"
…
North of Sioux City, deep in the mountains and forests, a base with an electric grid on the outside is shining brightly in the wilderness, with buildings connected one after another, and there are many forts on the outside.
The Brotherhood, the most notorious mercenary group along the Yangtze River, is responsible for robbing homes, killing people and setting fires, and does all kinds of evil.
At this time, a shaky infantry armored vehicle slowly drove into the base of the Brotherhood mercenary group, followed by about 300 mercenaries, all of whom were members of the Tomahawk Alliance.
