Outside the geese.

The former battle flags are lined with, the chaos is all over, and the soldiers will have disappeared.

It is replaced by mountains full of lush trees.

The trees are full of shrubs and jujube trees, and the jujube trees are one in one piece, the small jujube trees are rooted in the bushes, and the date thorns and the bush thorns are interlaced with each other, which makes the mountains and forests tightly and forms a natural barrier.

This is also arranged before the geese gate, and there is only a path through the path, which extends to the depths of the geese gate.

Yang Qi and his party went to the geese door and did not enter.

Peng Xiang touched an iron whistle from his waist and thaw.

Five whistles, three long and two short.

After blowing the whistle, they waited outside the bushes.

Not long after, there were five whistles in the bushes.

One long four short.

Peng Xiang once again raised the gangster to blow the whistle.

“Oh, Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

After a long whistle.

Out of the bushes came two disguised men.

They came out of the bushes, rushed to Yang Qima, and got down on one knee, "the geese closed the door to the secret guard six class is Cao Zheng, see your majesty."

Yang Qi-tung sat on the horse, slightly handrails, and said indifferently: "No need to be polite, take us in."

“No!”

After the ceremony, he took Yang Qi's horse and led the road ahead.

After a group of people entered the bushes, they did not go straight down the path, but after going deep into the hundred feet, they opened a bush and showed another way.

The bushes outside the gate are like a labyrinth of vegetation.

If someone does not lead, they will inevitably be buried in it.

In order to arrange this labyrinth, the craftsmen in the gate of the geese have taken pains.

Not only was a thorn bush laid out, but a lot of poisonous flowers and poisonous grasses were planted in it, and even a thunderstorm area was laid.

There was Cao Zheng leading the way, and Yang Qihang easily passed through the bushes of thorns and reached the geese door.

After the geese gate was delivered to the weapons workshop, it was transformed.

At this moment, the geese door is closed, looking at the strong breath that was far from the sky before, and it is more like a city of craftsmanship.

The city is full of pulleys and gears of the goods up and down.

One by one, hanging goods, flying through the iron rope.

Yang Qi visited in person, and a group of craftsmen and officials in the gate of the geese Gate naturally waited at the gate early.

“See your majesty...”

“See your majesty...”

“...”

Yang Qi jumped off the horse, personally stepped forward, and raised an elderly old man led by him.

“No need to be polite...”

Helping the old man, Yang Qi took the old man's hand and kindly said, "Ir, for the strength of Yan Guo, a group of skilled craftsmen, living in this deep mountain, lack of clothing and food, can not enjoy the glory and wealth of due."

One word, the old man listened to the tears.

In the old man's heart, even if it is hard, the words of Yang 7 are worth it.

"Your majesty must not say so, the little old man has lived half his life, although he has a craft, and he has been hungry, but he has also lived a turbulent life."If your majesty had not given a safe place, let the little old man carefully study his craft, but he was afraid that the little old man would not have made a gun in his life.”

The old man was crying and saying modestly.

Who would have thought that this wrinkled, honest, black-faced old man, even according to Yang seven a simple sketch, is to think of the recovery of Yanyun 16th state on the battlefield of the great artillery.

The old man had no name before, he was a vagrancy.

Because of their craft, they were found by mountain thieves, tied to the cottage, and built a armor for the mountain thieves.

Later, when Yang Yanping led the army to the bandits, he captured the old man.

The old man was sent to the South.

When Yang Qi recruited craftsmen, the old man recommended himself and entered Yang Qiqi, becoming the first master of the base area of Lishan.

Yang Qi clasped the old man's hand and said with emotion: "If it weren't for the guns you built, I'm afraid we wouldn't have taken the sixteen states of Yanyun so easily and built Yanguo."

When the old man heard this, he was not complacent, nor boastful, but sincerely smiled: "It is good for your majesty to use it... The little old man can learn this skill, but every time his majesty sends the drawings of the craftsmen, it is not something that ordinary people can think of."

Yang Qi nodded slowly and sincerely said, “Don’t talk about business today, go to your house and sit down first.”I want to see if you have a good life, whether you have a lack of clothes and food, whether you have been wronged.If anyone has withheld your bread, I will not consent.”

The old man was happy, and he promised, “Okay!”

The old man led Yang Qi into the geese gate.

Outside the city and outside the city, it is completely different.

The city is full of trees, like a deserted mountain.

There is a loud voice in the city.

A road through something.

On both sides of the road, there is a small shop of the family, selling snacks, eating food, salt, and cloth.

Behind the small shop is a small courtyard.

This is where the craftsmen live in the city.

To ensure confidentiality here.

Yang Qi moved all the craftsmen in the first place, and even their families moved to Guancheng.

Not only that.

Everyone here, regardless of age or daughter, has no household registration.

Just like black.

If they want to get out of life here and go outside, the court will re-arrange their household registration.

But they can’t come back anymore.

Yang Qi thought that such a life, many people do not want to live.

But he had forgotten the people’s desire for peace.

Most people, except for a very few people, do not want to go out.

They prefer a quiet life here, and it seems that the days are still very colorful.

Men, women and children, when they learned that Yang Qi visited, were standing at the door waiting.

One by one, they saluted Yang Qi and saluted Yang Qi, loudly saying hello to Yang Qi.

Yang Qi also waved to them.

Half the dolls don’t understand this.

They watched a group of strangers appear, and one by one they rushed over to the curious stretched their necks and looked at them.

The audacious little guy also rushed to Yang Qi and asked who Yang 7 was.

Yang Qi picked up the little guy and carried it on his shoulder.

Anyone who saw this scene suddenly felt a little closer to Yang.

Such a personal majesty.

They have lived most of their lives and have never seen them.

Someone excitedly shouted Yang Qi to his shop to taste his ancestral craft.

Yang Qi laughed and scolded, "You must want to take advantage of my reputation, I can't be yours."

A word of mischievousness that caused the craftsmen to laugh.

The old man took Yang 7 to his own house.

A small garden.

Once inside, there were three people in the house.

The old man was wandering for the first half of his life, and he was focused on the casting skills, and did not start a family.

It was not until after arriving in the South that a daughter-in-law was asked.

The old man's daughter-in-law is a staff girl, more than twenty years old, born of a strong, is the Heblin to match the two of them.

The year before, he gave birth to a son to the old man.

The old man brought Yang 7 home.

His wife took the three-year-old child and gave a good-nair to Yang Qi.

Although she is a staff girl, her number of gifts is not lacking.

The old man’s house was also well organized by her.

The clothes worn by the three-year-old are clean and tender, like a rich young master.

I think this girl is a good girl.

Back home.

The old man excitedly hugged his son, gathered in front of Yang Qi, and said shyly: "The last year, the little old man casts a gun, and your majesty said that he would reward the little old man, and the little old man refused..."

Yang 7 slowly nodded his head, he remembered this.

Looking at the old man holding his son, Yang Qi thoughtfully said, “You don’t want to use this credit on your son?”

This kind of thing is said, although Yang Qi disagrees.

But for the sake of the old man, it is not enough to reward his children.

The old man held his son with a happy face, looked at Yang Qi, and said, "The little old man has been running for half a lifetime, and he does not know one, and later after following his Majesty, he was forced to learn some words."

But the little old man learned shallowly, still dare not give his son a name.

The little old man knew that his majesty was the first in the world, so he wanted his majesty to give his son a name."

Yang Qi stared at the same place, he was ready to give a three-year-old doll, but they just wanted a name.

Yang Qi asked incredulously, “Are you sure?”

The old man's face smiled, "Golden Mountain Silver Mountain, how much left for him, is not enough flowers."Senior officer, without that ability to save, in the end, the head must be lost.What the little old man could give him was a good name, and what he could do.As for whether it is rich or poor, it is up to him to break through.”

One by one, the people on the sidelines scolded the old man stupidly.

But the old man was happy.

Yang Qi stared at the old man for a quarter of an hour and sighed, “You are a wise man...”

Others think the old man is stupid, why does Yang Qian think the old man is smart?

Others only think that high officials and rich people are good things, but they can't see what kind of people who have high officials and rich people.

It was a group of wolves that laughed on weekdays, wolves that ate people and did not spit on bones.

Only wolves can get mixed up in the wolves.

What happens when a fat sheep enters the flock?

I’m afraid there will be no bones left.

So the old man just asked for a name for his son, and was helped his son to occupy a position in Yang Qi's heart.

When his son grew up, with the old man to pass on his craft, is to go to Yanjing City to mix wolves, or to be a sheep in the gate of the geese, all by his own ability.

The old man can only help his son to pave the way first.

When he heard the praise of Yang Qi, the old man only smiled.

Yang Qi stared at the three-year-old little guy for a while and suddenly smiled: "I remember you have no name, others call you old soup, with your skills, maybe later will be invited to Yanjing City to be an education."

This time I will give you a name for both father and son.”

The old man smiled, “That feeling is good...”

Yang Qi smiled, “I remember your name soup and gave you a word of skill.”Your son has given a word.Tang Gong, Tomson... how?”

Tang Gong, Tomson...

Not a hero together?

The old man understood the purpose of Yang Qi.

He put down his son and bowed to Yang Qi, “Thank you, your majesty...”

After giving the name of the father and son of Tang Gong, Yang Qi stayed in their house and prepared to eat a meal.

Tang Gong's daughter-in-law made a table dish, and Tang Gong moved a large table and placed it at the door.

A man is ready to eat.

Because the nearby courtyard is not large, the craftsmen like to eat on the green stone road at the door.

So when Yang Qi was ready to eat, he saw a table connected to a line.

There are thick men with their own specialties and come to dedicate them to Yang 7.

7 is not good to refuse.

But at the beginning, someone followed suit.

In the end, it was time to eat a lunch into a running water table.

The Seat.

Yang Qi was holding the wine, accompanied by the top craftsmen in the geese gate.

It’s warm, it’s a bit of harmony.

For the craftsmen or the lack of things, Yang Qi let Peng Huan use the small book to write down, until after returning to Yanjing City, immediately make up.

Some small problems encountered by the craftsmen, some small doubts, Yang Qi also solved them on the spot.

For example, there is a saddlesmith named Wu, there are two sons in the family, he wants his two sons to read and write, the future of the same college, but there is no school in the gate of the geese gate, the people inside can not go out.

Yang Qi patted the board on the spot, and when he returned to Yanjing, he would send some people to set up two colleges here to provide for the children of craftsmen to study.

All of a sudden, the craftsmen are often happy to shoot Yang seven ass.

After the full meal.

Yang Qi solved all the problems of the craftsmen.

The sky is getting darker too.

A few craftsman leaders, after dispersing everyone, left alone.

They changed the way they just grinned and prepared to report to Yang Qi.

“Let’s talk while walking...”

“No!”

Led by Tang Gong, a group of people went out of the residential area and entered a huge warehouse.

The warehouse was sealed all around, and it was guarded for twelve hours.

In addition, fireworks are prohibited near the warehouse.

The lighting inside and outside the warehouse is all night pearls and saliva.

Tang Gong held a night pearl, illuminated the road ahead, and took Yang 7 to the warehouse.

In the warehouse, the craftsmen cleverly made use of the night pearl, fluorite, copper mirror three things, hard to make the warehouse bright as the day.

A row of neatly arranged wooden boxes, from the left end of the warehouse, until the end of the warehouse, until the end.

Tang Gong pointed to the wooden box and introduced Yang Qi, "These are according to the clues provided by His Majesty, we designed a lot of mines, a few thousand and fourteen thousand, as long as the enemy stepped on it, within three feet, do not want to live."Behind it is a new thunderstorm, wooden handle iron head, lead, pull the lead, five breaths thrown out, two inside the enemy do not want to live.

In the middle is a dynamite bag made according to his majesty's words, which is not only filled with gunpowder, but also nails and other objects.After the ignition, throw it out with a stone-throwing machine, and after blowing up, it is extremely powerful.

The men had sent someone to explain it in secret.

One dynamite bag was enough to kill twenty cows.

Over there...”