After waiting for half an hour, Zhang Zhang's wife saw that the lights in the hall were dim and picked up two more oil lamps. She frowned when she remembered that her husband had gone out in the middle of the night and it was an eventful time in Xiapi.
When Gao Jin saw Zhao's expression, he felt a little regretful. He just hated him for being a little impatient. With the security situation in Xiapi City, it was dangerous for Zhang Zhang to go out in the middle of the night. It would be bad if he met gangsters or rebels.
He still lacked some awareness of this era, and he actually forgot that this was not the future, especially in this time of war and chaos, how could anyone go out in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhang returned safely. When she heard a knock on the door outside, Mrs. Zhao answered the door in surprise and ushered Zhang Zhang and a black-faced blacksmith in.
Zhang Zhang saluted Gao Jin and said, "Master, this is my cousin."
Blacksmith Zhang also bowed to Gao Jin humbly: "I have met the young master, but I don't know what weapons he wants to make."
Gao Jin asked Blacksmith Zhang to sit down, then moved the oil lamp over, and kept describing the various weapons he wanted to make, including a long sword, an Emei thorn, and a hundred Emei needles, not counting the long sword.
There is no need to say more about what is rare.
But the Emei thorn and the Emei needle puzzled Blacksmith Zhang. Gao Jin kept explaining: "The shape of the Emei thorn is a tapered body that is thick in the middle and thin at both ends. The head is slightly flattened and has a rhombus shape with a sharp point." After saying this, Blacksmith Zhang was afraid.
Puzzled, he had to add: "You just need to remember to make a spear with sharp points on both ends."
Blacksmith Zhang suddenly realized: "This is easy to handle, but I don't know how many kilograms of weapons the master needs. Someone has stored dozens of kilograms of iron, I don't know if it is enough."
Gao Jin shook his head: "Twenty kilograms is enough. You don't need too much. Try to make it as slim as possible, but it must be strong and not easy to break." The Emei sect's martial arts are not as strong as those of Shaolin. The most important thing is a clever word, so the soldiers
If the blade is too heavy, it will only increase the burden. A lighter blade will be better.
Zhang Tiejiang nodded: "I wonder what kind of weapon the Emei needle is?"
The so-called Emei acupuncture is, to put it bluntly, one of the hidden weapons.
The Emei Sect is located in the southwest and has a close relationship with the Tang Sect in Sichuan. Therefore, the skill of this hidden weapon is definitely higher than that of Wudang and Shaolin. There are too many, especially this Emei Acupuncture. Gao Jin was quite proficient in the previous life. Due to the advancement of technology in later generations, the Emei Acupuncture
It is extremely delicate, but I don’t know how good the workmanship of this era can be. This kind of needle is about one
A palm long, about the thickness of a silver pantyhose, one end is sharp and the other is slightly thicker. It does as much damage as a bow and arrow, especially when thrown at short range. The effect is better. The biggest advantage is that it can make people hard to guard against, and the speed of firing is also faster than that of a bow and arrow.
Much faster, Gao Jin plans to use them later as a last resort to save his life.
After listening to Gao Jin's description, Blacksmith Zhang frowned: "Sir, I'm afraid Emei needles are not easy to forge, let alone making a hundred of them in a hurry. It may not be possible in less than a month. Otherwise, it will be finished after they are made."
For Emei needles, I will bring ten Emei needles first. If you are not in a hurry, you can use them first, and the rest will take some time."
Gao Jin nodded: "That's not a problem, I just don't know how much it will cost?"
Zhang Tiejiang said: "Young Master is a noble person. If you reward a certain amount of money, it will be enough for a certain family. It's up to you."
Gao Jin was amused in his heart. This Blacksmith Zhang had such a cunning idea. He first praised himself so highly without saying the price, but only said to reward him. I'm afraid the 'reward' would only be a lot more money, but this kind of thing
How could he expose it? Besides, they just called you noble, so you can't ask for the price anymore. You can only say: "You make it first, and I will prepare the money for you when the time comes."
Blacksmith Zhang thanked him quickly and left with joy on his face.
After seeing off Blacksmith Zhang, Gao Jin anxiously asked Zhang Zhang: "How much money do you have at home?" He was a fool, he didn't have any money, and Zhang Zhang and his wife usually took care of the food. He just ate, but never asked.
and the source of the food, only then did he realize the matter of wealth.
Zhang Zhang said: "When a certain man and Jing's wife were ordered to take care of the young master, they collected four large sums of money for him to spend. Later, General Gao Shun also gave the young master two large sums of money privately. They didn't use much money these days, only half a large amount of money was used in total.
That’s all, so there is still five and a half cents left, which is enough for future expenses.”
Gao Jin said: "In addition to living expenses, how much money can be allocated?"
Zhang Zhang frowned and calculated, and said: "I'm afraid the young master's salary will not be paid until more than a month has passed. There won't be much left, only one or two ounces at most."
Gao Jin smiled bitterly: "Help me calculate the price of all the weapons I just made in the market."
Zhang Zhang said: "Forging weapons requires labor, burning charcoal and fire, and high-quality iron and steel. I'm afraid the price is not low."
Gao Jin touched his nose and realized that he was in a financial crisis. When the time came, Blacksmith Zhang had sent weapons, but he had no money to 'reward' him. This was really humiliating, so he calmed down.
, said to Zhang Zhang: "Go down and rest first."
Zhang Zhang retreated, but Gao Jin was still at a loss, so he had no choice but to fall asleep and not care about anything else.
Early on the next morning, Cao's army attacked the city. There were shouts of killing outside the city. Groups of soldiers in the city went to the city gate, and countless wounded were carried down, screaming again and again. The streets everywhere fell into chaos.
Many of the soldiers who had withdrawn began to loot property like crazy. This may be due to their pessimistic madness about the future. Houses were closed, shops were withered, and there was nothing else on the streets except some rioters.
Every time at this time, running the military and military offices is the most stressful time. The officers will close the gate of the military office and use various sundries to block the back of the door. Even they are worried about rebels, let alone other people.
But today was very different. The door of the prison was opened, and Gao Jin took Yang Sen with him.
When others went out to patrol the streets, they caught a dozen rioters and came back. When he returned to the police station, Gao Jin felt deeply powerless. His abilities were limited, and the disasters he could prevent would probably not be as bad as what happened in the city. Regardless of him,
No matter how hard you try, you still can't change the fate of most people in the end.
At noon, Yang Sen hurriedly came to report: "Sir, the northern city gate has been breached by Cao's army, and Xiapi is in danger."
Seeing the frightened faces of the officers, Gao Jin said calmly: "Ignore these things, everyone does their own thing. Yang Sen, be prepared. In a quarter of an hour, I will take you, Liu Cheng, Zhao Sheng and a few others."
Go patrol the streets."
Seeing that Gao Jin was calm and composed, Yang Sen became more confident, bowed and said, "Here."
Gao Jin was actually concerned about the war. If Xiapi was conquered, this devastated city would probably experience another catastrophe. Before this historical trend, Gao Jin suddenly felt powerless, and a trace of gloom enveloped him.
heart.
The shouts of killing coming from the north were getting closer and closer. It was obvious that Cao Jun had already invaded the streets, but I didn't know whether Lu Bu had already led his troops to rush for reinforcements. The officers in the government office fell into panic again. Gao Jin rested for a moment and calmly led the people.
Patrolling the streets, he ordered the guard at the door: "Seal the door after I leave. If we don't come back within an hour, you can run away for your lives."
These officers had not been with Gao Jin for a long time, but as a long history officer, Gao Jin had never put on airs in front of them. Since he took office, running the army and governing the post was no longer a mere fiction. Even the backbone of these officers was
I couldn't help but straighten up,
Coupled with Gao Jin's calm demeanor and strong martial arts, the officers had a sense of shelter. At this time of separation, it really felt like they were not sure whether they would live or die the next moment. Some of the officers who were left behind gathered around and hugged Gao Jin with tears in their eyes.
farewell.
Gao Jin turned around resolutely, no longer looking back, and said to Yang Sen and others: "Let's go!"