Chapter 335 Variables
Crying filled the cemetery. Except for Sheng Yingchun, who was still "indifferent", everyone else burst into tears.
There are no words to express how much I miss you.
It wasn't until a long time later that the crying gradually stopped.
Everyone's emotions calmed down, Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan's eyes were like walnuts from crying.
Song Ziyan looked at Miao Yonghuai and said, "You won't cry if you don't tell me."
"I only cried when my father came. Is your father here?" Miao Yonghuai asked.
Song Ziyan curled his lips, almost crying again when asked this question.
Jiang Lin was dumbfounded when he heard this. Even though he was practicing with guns, there was no need to hit people like this.
After the worship service, everyone sat together and had a meal.
Perhaps because of the previous crying, a lot of the sadness accumulated in his heart for many days was expressed, and the atmosphere of sadness was not so strong at the dinner.
After eating, the mothers of Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan came over and told the two children to listen to their master and not to be lazy.
Then they expressed their gratitude to Jiang Lin in various ways. They knew very well that apart from sitting in the watchtower and except for Mr. Jiang in front of them, there was no place in the world where their children could become talented.
Living in this world, being able to be a stable adult is already a great thing.
Sheng Yingchun came over and felt a little uncomfortable looking at Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan who were receiving all kinds of attention.
In my mind, I couldn't help but think of Jiang Xiu.
In this world, perhaps Aunt Jiang is the only one who can be considered her relative.
"Master Jiang, walk slowly! Have a pleasant journey!"
"Remember to listen to Mr. Jiang!"
"Remember it, remember it."
Amidst the farewells, the two women looked at their son who was following Jiang Lin and drifted away, and then quietly wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes.
There is a poem that says: The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on a wanderer's body, are tightly sewed before leaving, for fear of returning late.
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Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan are children after all. When they first left, they still missed their family a little. After a day and a night, they almost recovered.
When they returned to Daqian Blacksmith Camp, they were already talking and laughing.
Only Sheng Yingchun remained awkward, looking at Jiang Lin from time to time, showing a little doubt.
Master said you have to see something before you cry. What is it?
If you are really sad, why don't you cry?
It was morning when we returned to Blacksmith Camp.
As soon as Old Man Wei came over, Jiang Lin said: "Don't be idle, continue to practice slashing. The number of strikes in the first two days will be made up within three days."
Miao Yonghuai, who was excited just now and was stronger than Song Ziyan, said "Ah" now and was a little dumbfounded.
Didn’t you say you wouldn’t practice when you left?
Jiang Lin glanced at him and said: "How can I practice when I'm gone? Of course I have to make up for it when I come back. Do you want to be lazy?"
Miao Yonghuai seemed to feel the sign of being "extra meals" and quickly shook his head like a rattle: "Don't be lazy, I'll go right now!"
After that, he ran out first, followed by Song Ziyan, and then Sheng Yingchun.
Old man Wei came over and said, "Looking at how scared they were, they are all afraid of you."
"Strict teachers produce great disciples. They are still young, let alone doting on them." Jiang Lin said: "Just like when I first came to the blacksmith camp two years ago, you didn't ask me to work less."
Old Man Wei was a little speechless. The truth is this...
After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Yesterday Mr. Cai came and delivered the third batch of supplies. I helped you count them. The total is thirteen million taels of silver and four hundred and thirty blacksmithing materials." Seven kinds.”
Jiang Lin was a little surprised. The border army collected supplies very quickly. In just a short time, the third batch was delivered.
Silver is okay, but those blacksmithing materials are not easy to find, especially since Yu Shuai promised more than 6,000 materials, and each one will not be repeated, it will be even harder.
It is very time-consuming to register and make a list and then select according to the list.
But being able to deliver it so quickly fully shows that Yushuai attaches great importance to this matter.
Jiang Lin doesn't have much interest in silver. Some of them will provide benefits to the masters in the blacksmith camp, while the other part will be sent to the Watchtower to help with expansion.
Only the four hundred and thirty-seven kinds of blacksmithing materials were what he needed most.
All materials were sent to the blacksmith shop and stored in categories.
Jiang Lin had also listed all the materials that had been used before. With his current perception ability, he could tell at a glance whether a certain material had been reused, which was not a troublesome thing.
Taking out some of the newly delivered materials, Jiang Lin picked up the star-destroying hammer and began to fuse and forge the Hengyu Furnace.
Each material is integrated into it, and the twelfth branch of the magical treasure tree on the furnace body lights up extremely slowly.
According to Jiang Lin's estimate, if Hengyu Furnace were to upgrade from a high-grade Yuan Weapon to a low-grade Holy Weapon simply by using fusion forging, it would probably require at least four thousand to five thousand different materials.
There is no doubt that this is a very huge number, and this is the result of the integration of three types of strange fires and a significant reduction in material consumption.
Otherwise, it would not be surprising if the number soared to tens of thousands.
Even if the border army delivers all the promised materials, it will only be enough to be promoted to a low-level holy soldier. After that, it will depend on the other commanders. I wonder if they can get thousands of different materials like Yushuai.
In Jiang Lin's view, although it is possible, it is not very likely.
Based on Bian Jun's character, Yu Shuai's hand might have picked up everything Bian Jun could find.
When the other marshals reacted, they might be so angry that they would come and have a fight.
But Jiang Lin has no intention of stopping fusion and forging. Mosquito meat is also meat, and some are better than none.
While Jiang Lin was working hard to increase the strength of the Hengyu furnace, Emperor Shun looked at a piece of bamboo on the table in the royal study room of the palace.
"What do you think?" Emperor Shun asked.
"There is no need to worry, just sit back and watch the chess game. Guo Jiuxing, the master of Xujian Dao, knew that His Majesty was going to attack them, and he dared to inform many mountain masters in this way. He was obviously prepared. The old slave thought that there must be a deep meaning behind it." The old eunuch said.
Emperor Shun couldn't help laughing and scolding: "It's as if you didn't say it, but you are smart."
"This old slave just knows that His Majesty has made a final decision and does not dare to speculate on the Holy Will privately." The old eunuch said.
Emperor Shun did not answer the words and only stared at the bamboo pieces on the desk.
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There are spies from the imperial court in the noble clans, and naturally there are also spies in the Taoist sect, and their ranks are not low.
After all, this is an order passed down by the Taoist Master of the Virtual Supervisor Dao. In theory, only people at the mountain master level can know it. Of course, it is also possible that some mountain masters think it doesn't matter and pass it on to the people below.
But none of that matters.
"No need to worry, just sit back and watch the chess game?" Emperor Shun carefully considered these eight words and said to himself: "Guo Jiuxing wants to put me on the chessboard as a chess piece? How brave! But the two of the Xu Supervisors Shi Dashu is unpredictable, so you have to guard against it... It’s more interesting.”
At this moment, a guard hurriedly entered. After the old eunuch nodded slightly, he rushed to Emperor Shun and cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, urgent report from the northwest frontier!"
"Northwest? Read."
"The northwest frontier army reported that the remnants of the Western Yi invaded. Commander Hong led his troops to fight with the Nine-Feathered Archer. Unexpectedly, there was also a Ten-Feathered Archer hidden in Xiling this time. Commander Hong was not aware of it and was seriously injured!"
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Emperor Shun turned around, and the entire imperial study room was suddenly filled with unimaginable pressure.
It was as if a god above the nine heavens pressed down his palm. The heavy pressure made the guard of the eighth level of Yuanwu Realm sweat all over his body and he couldn't help but kneel down.
The old eunuch also knelt down quickly: "Your Majesty, please calm down. The Western Yi have been driven away by Emperor Taizu for hundreds of years. Who would have thought that they would dare to make a sneak attack? Hong Shuai's defeat may not be his fault."
The pressure lasted for a moment, and then slowly dissipated.
Emperor Shun's gloomy voice came out: "No need to worry, just sit back and watch the chess game...it turns out this is such a move. It's a good trick. Even Xiyi has to work hard for you?"
The old eunuch still knelt on the ground and said: "Your Majesty, the ten feathered divine archers of Xiyi are equivalent to the peak of the divine martial realm. There are very few such people, and they must be out in force this time. We should invite all the adults from the Ministry of War to come immediately. Meeting and discussing is the way to go.”
Emperor Shun did not answer. He paced back and forth for a while and then said: "There is no need to inform the military department. I ordered Meng Shuai to set off immediately to rescue Hong Shuai. Tell him that I don't care how many people died in the border army, this time I must wipe out all the Western barbarians. No one is allowed to escape back to Xiyi alive!”
"Yes, old slave, go now!" The old eunuch quickly got up from the ground and hurriedly ran out of the palace.
After leaving the palace, he flew away and headed towards Guji Lane.
His cultivation level is at the fourth level of the Divine Martial Realm!
In the imperial study room, the guards have also left.
"Guo Jiuxing, Master of the Virtual Supervisor Dao..." Emperor Shun turned around and stared at the blurry head on the desk, with the dragon's power in his eyes.
"There are some means, but under my command, there are tens of thousands of border troops. Even if you recruit the Western Yi, what will happen?"
"After I have wiped out the Western Barbarians, I will personally go to the Xujian Road and ask you face to face how many methods there are that can change the world!"
In Guji Lane, an old man wearing heavy armor looked solemn and said with cupped hands: "Eunuch, please go back and report to Your Majesty. I will definitely annihilate all the Western Yi traitors in the northwest border. Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"
"Thank you, Commander Meng." The old eunuch said: "Among the seven commanders, Meng Shuai is the oldest. If he takes action personally, he will definitely be able to stabilize the overall situation!"
After the old eunuch left, Meng Shuai, who had not taken off his armor for decades, walked out of the handsome man's house.
Several general soldiers outside have been waiting for a long time, all with serious expressions.
Meng Shuai glanced at them, and then said in a deep voice: "Send the order and rush to the northwest border within two days. Anyone who fails to arrive will be killed!"
"Yes!" Several general soldiers responded with their hands raised.
……
In the Rune Space of the Virtual Supervisor Dao, that extremely majestic figure sat cross-legged, with stars twinkling around him, like a god sitting in the depths of the starry sky.
He seemed to see something, and he seemed to hear something.
Lift one finger again and tap forward slightly.
Several thousand meters of runes kept flashing, and then disappeared quietly.
In the thick clouds and mist, the voice was neither slow nor fast, but still as gentle as jade.
"The chess game is unpredictable and everything is fixed."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a soft sound, but there was a faint crack in a tall rune.
Although it healed quickly, the voice was still stunned.
It wasn't until a long time later that it was reported again.
"Variables?"
(End of chapter)