Bai Song couldn't let Qing'er go. He could leave, but he had to take this woman with him.
He didn't want to see Qing'er continue to have anything to do with the Mo family, led by Mr. Mo.
Such a new Tangcheng will never become a reality. It is just a dream dreamed by a group of old-fashioned people who are unwilling to accept this world.
If you stay here, disaster will come one day.
So Qing'er must leave with him.
If you want to take Qing'er away, you have to make her willing.
All Bai Song could think of was to over-express his inner emotions.
This is a tug-of-war game of love and affection.
When Qing'er had to make a choice, Bai Song hoped that she could stand on his side.
Although Bai Song knew very well that this would make Qing'er extremely painful, it was an unavoidable problem.
Bai Song also thought about saving the Mohist family, but now that he sees the Mohist family's status in the New Tang Dynasty, he knows that he is just dreaming.
In order for Qing'er to completely break off the relationship with the Mo family, Bai Song must increase his weight in the other party's heart in the shortest possible time.
Early the next morning, Bai Song asked to see the prince, bypassed Mr. Mo, and placed the blueprint of the Shenwu cannon in front of Li Changsheng.
"I'll give you the blueprint of the Shenwu Cannon, but Miss Mo Jiqing wants to give it to me."
Li Changsheng was still thinking about how to pry open Bai Song's mouth early in the morning and ask him to hand over the blueprint of the Shenwu Cannon. Unexpectedly, Bai Song sent the blueprint directly.
Li Changsheng was a little confused, and the counselors around him were also a little confused. He thought it was a very difficult matter, but who expected it to be such a result?
It was so easy to get things, but people present couldn't believe it.
Li Changsheng looked at the drawings, then looked at Bai Song, without locking his eyes: "Mr. Bai, which song are you singing? You don't think you can fool me by just giving a fake drawing, do you?"
"If you don't believe it, you can burn it."
Li Changsheng didn't answer, and his brows furrowed even more when he looked at the drawings again.
After a while, Mr. Mo heard the news and came with a few people who looked like craftsmen. A group of people studied the drawings for a long time.
Taking advantage of his free time, Mr. Mo nodded approvingly towards Bai Song: "Brother Bai, I am very pleased that you can make such a choice. These are the few skilled craftsmen in the world, and they were the ones who made the crossbow drawings last time.
It was made after they improved it. As long as these people say there is no problem with the drawing, then there really is no problem."
Bai Song didn't reply and waited silently.
At this moment, a group of people who were studying the drawings finally put down the drawings.
Among the craftsmen, a seemingly older man said: "Your Highness, judging from this drawing, it is indeed similar in appearance to the Shenwu cannon depicted in the army, and there is a universe within the structure. We can't see clearly at the moment.
Understand, we have to wait until it is manufactured to know whether it is true or false. However, based on what the common people have seen, this thing is most likely to be a real blueprint."
Everyone raised their eyebrows after hearing this, and they all talked a lot, with excitement in their eyes.
The power of the Shenwu cannon was unknown to everyone in the New Tang Dynasty.
If you can really master the divine cannon, why worry about the uncertainty of the world?
Li Changsheng also became excited: "Okay! I will quickly take the drawings and go to study and make them. I want to get the results in the shortest possible time!"
Several craftsmen agreed repeatedly and left with the drawings.
The craftsman left and his eyes stayed on Bai Song.
Li Changsheng became more and more confused: "Mr. Bai, it seems that your heart is not as firm as you say."
"Isn't this what you want? I have made a decision, should you keep your promise?"
Li Changsheng looked at Mr. Mo, and Mr. Mo smiled heartily: "No problem, I have agreed to your marriage with Ji Qing from the beginning."
"The wedding date must be set now." Bai Song said seriously.
These words did not arouse anyone's suspicion, but instead provoked a burst of laughter.
Mr. Mo shook his head: "Brother Bai, are you so impatient?"
"I heard that Miss Mo had a lot of contact with His Highness the Third Prince when she was young. She set the wedding date early to avoid long nights and dreams."
Mr. Mo and Li Changsheng were both stunned, looked at each other, and smiled even more happily.
"Okay, okay, just do what you want. When is the wedding date?"
"tomorrow."
"tomorrow?!"
Hearing this, Mr. Mo and Li Changsheng both stopped laughing.
These days are not simply about being anxious.
A feeling of conspiracy instantly emerged in the minds of Mr. Mo and Li Changsheng.
Everything went so smoothly. Bai Song suddenly handed over the drawings and seemed to be very eager to get married.
It just doesn't make sense to set a wedding date for tomorrow.
Even a fool would find Bai Song's words a little strange, so how could he not arouse suspicion?
Mr. Mo looked at Bai Song, suspicious in his heart, but he couldn't ask him face to face.
When encountering this situation, anyone's subconscious reaction is not to agree immediately.
Mr. Mo thought for a moment and squeezed out a smile: "Brother Bai, you are the eldest daughter of the Mo family after all. How can the Mo family marry a girl in such a hurry? Even if you don't prepare anything, at least choose a good and auspicious day for the wedding, right?"
Bai Song said that he would not accept this trick at all. He had already said: "This is my condition, and you must agree! Otherwise, the matter of the Shenwu Cannon will have to be delayed. You won't think that just by relying on a
Can you make a divine cannon using blueprints? Without my guidance and relying on the research of those craftsmen, you think you are making a crossbow."
This is an irrefutable excuse.
Li Changsheng pinched his chin, with an expression that really wasn't that simple.
Although they didn't know what Bai Song's plans were, everyone felt that the gains outweighed the losses because they slowed down the production of the Shenwu cannon because of their suspicion of Bai Song.
Before Li Changsheng could say anything, Mr. Mo immediately agreed: "Tomorrow is the day. Send someone over and start preparing for the wedding immediately."
When Bai Song heard this, his face was filled with joy and he bowed his hands to Mr. Mo: "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your support. I will go back to tell Qing'er the good news and take my leave."
After saying that, Bai Song ran away happily, as if he was really overjoyed because of the wedding.
Looking at Bai Song's leaving figure, Li Changsheng asked quietly: "What tricks is this kid doing?"
"No matter what he is planning, as long as he is still in New Tang Dynasty, we are not afraid of his tricks. The primary goal now is to develop the Shenwu Cannon. Even if he has something to hide, we still have plenty of time."
…
A group of people came to the small house, carrying red silk sedans, and they started getting busy as soon as they entered the house.
"Hey, what do you do?" Yuzhu was startled by the battle outside and kept asking.
The sedan stopped outside, and a servant from the Mo family came: "Let's take the young lady back."
"Go back? Where will you go?"
"Sister Yuzhu doesn't know yet, right? Mr. Bai has proposed marriage to his great-grandfather, and will marry the young lady tomorrow. The young lady cannot live here now, so go back and make preparations quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
