Seven Hundred: The Lord Borrowed Someone, But Never Returned (4)

[Pulse]: What is the anchor drawing? Ships?

Except for her, there was no one in the tent. Jiang Pengji took time to answer the audience's questions.

[Anchor v]: These are ships, but I know too little about ships in ancient times, and there is not enough reference information about warships.

Jiang Pengji is also a well-read person. She has read almost all kinds of miscellaneous books, and there are many descriptions of ships in them.

She picked out these contents one by one, and then converted the text into patterns and drew them on paper.

However, there is a big difference between the warships she imagined and the actual warships.

[Anchor v]: A strong navy not only needs elite sailors, but also indestructible warships. According to my understanding, the current shipbuilding technology is still quite backward, and most of them are civilian fishing boats that can only wander in rivers or shallow waters. As for fighting... these small ships are almost useless. Military warships still need to be built, otherwise the navy will be incomplete.

Jiang Pengji entrusted the task of training sailors to Qi Kuang, and she had to solve the warship problem herself.

[Just want to sleep with Jiang Pengji]: Building ships based on imagination alone? I feel like it will fail! How about getting a reference?

Jiang Pengji's eyes flickered slightly...get a reference?

This is a good idea.

The next day, Jiang Pengji summoned Feng Zhen.

"You have already lured Qi Kuang here, so you don't have to bother two masters. Please take the trouble to dig a shipbuilding master for me."

Feng Zhen was speechless, and the remaining sleepiness ran away.

Jiang Pengji said unhappily, "If there are no warships, can it be considered a navy?"

Feng Zhen felt that his master was a nemesis to him. Is it so easy to find a shipbuilding master?

Jiang Pengji took a step back, "If you can't dig a shipbuilding master, you can dig a warship for me."

Feng Zhen smiled bitterly, and his eyebrows were almost tied into a knot.

The lord is deliberately making fun of him.

Let alone digging a warship, his small body can't even dig the oars of the warship.

He laughed at himself bitterly,

"If the lord wants a warship, just tie me up and throw me into the river, and offer it to the river god, maybe you can get one in exchange."

"Come on, I'm afraid the river god will complain that you stole someone's wife and complain to me. Throwing you down will not even be enough meat to feed the fish."

Jiang Pengji suppressed her smile and "reluctantly" spared Feng Zhen.

"Forget it, I'll let you go for now. Anyway, it's not urgent now, and the warship can be put aside for the time being."

Feng Zhen smiled and bowed, as if begging for mercy, "Thank you, lord, for your mercy."

[Jiu Niang Cat Tuanzi]: Brothers and sisters, it's our turn to appear now, host, look at us, we are your thick shield.

[Glasses Circle]: With Baidu and Gu Dad in hand, let alone a shipbuilding master, even a shipbuilding master would kneel down and sing "Conquer".

[Final Not Last Night's Stars]: Although we can be an intermediary and help the anchor to look up information, there is no way to transmit patterns in the live broadcast room. We can only rely on text descriptions, which is a bit annoying. How about this, anchor, you find a way to get a warship, and then we make changes based on this warship? This should be more appropriate... By the way, where can I buy a warship?

[Leng Yang]: I remember that there are wooden shipyards in China. I saw it in the news before. I wonder if there are any knowledgeable gods who can provide clues? I immediately took out my wallet and flew over. The shipbuilding master should be considered a shipbuilding master in the anchor's era. Even if he didn't build a warship, there are always commonalities. If you have information, you can poke me in the background, thank you.

Jiang Pengji had just finished repairing Feng Zhen, and when he saw these barrages at a glance, his chest felt warm and a little funny.

Feng Zhen didn't know why, and thought that the lord was having a bad taste.

Bullying him, is it really so fun?

Before he asked, the voice of the messenger came from outside the tent.

"My lord, there is an envoy outside the tent asking for an audience."

"Let someone in."

After a while, after a rustling sound, a corner of the tent was lifted, and a soldier in armor came in.

"I am here to see County Magistrate Liu on the order of my lord."

"Oh? Who is your lord?"

"Xu Pei, the governor of Zhejiang County, is my lord."

After saying that, the soldier handed over an invitation with both hands.

Feng Zhen, who was standing by, saw it and quickly stood up to take the letter and then passed it to Jiang Pengji.

Jiang Pengji took it and found that the invitation was quite heavy and did not feel like an ordinary bamboo slip.

Not only was it made of exquisite materials and exquisite workmanship, it was also fumigated with precious spices, with a long-lasting fragrance, and the aroma was fragrant.

To use the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, this is probably the so-called petty bourgeoisie taste.

Jiang Pengji raised her hand to unfold the small and exquisite bamboo slip, read the contents carefully, and then looked at the signature, Xu Pei of Zhejiang County.

The other party invited her and Liu She to attend the alliance tomorrow, and spoke respectfully, which made people feel no bad feelings.

"Go back and tell your master that my father and I will arrive on time for the alliance tomorrow."

Jiang Pengji lowered her eyelids and put the bamboo slip with incense aside.

The soldier did not retreat at this point, but hesitated for a while and carefully stated his purpose.

"My master admires the young and brave Liu County Magistrate, and specially held a banquet in the camp. I wonder if the county magistrate can honor you with a visit?"

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows. As smart as she was, she could see Xu Pei's purpose of secretly canvassing for votes.

Although they were just soy sauce and had few troops, they were very important.

As long as they were won over, Xu Pei's bargaining chips would be guaranteed.

She smiled half-heartedly and said, "Brother Xu specially hosted a banquet to entertain me. Why not go? It is my honor. You go back and tell your lord first. I will take a bath and change clothes before going to the banquet. Otherwise, I will go to the banquet rashly." It would have been a breach of etiquette in the past..."

After hearing this, the soldier looked happy and bowed down.

When Fengzhen heard that there was a banquet, his eyes were bright, as if he was thinking about something, and his Adam's apple was twitching.

Jiang Pengji poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Don't think about it, it's none of your business."

Feng Zhen's expression was frozen, with an indescribable sense of distortion.

The audience watching the whole process couldn't help laughing, and even added psychological activities to Feng Zhen.

[Keep yourself clean, Feng Zishi]: My lord, if you continue to bully others like this, they will not be able to obey you——

[Ugly as if there is no salt, Li Hanmei]: Uh-huh-huh, my lord, you are so bad, you bully others, I beat your little chest, uh-huh-huh.

The style of the entire live broadcast room suddenly changed, with monsters and demons dancing wildly. Jiang Pengji almost thought she was having a nightmare.

Fengzhen said, "Then who do you want to bring, my lord?"

"Jingrong," Jiang Pengji said, "He has been busy with camp affairs these past two days and is exhausted. The free banquet is free."

Feng Zhen knew that he had no chance.

but--

"Master, don't forget to bring me a bottle of wine when you come back."

I haven't had a drop of wine these days, and the alcohol bug in my stomach is going to make a big fuss, but Feng Zhen is really greedy.

Jiang Pengji responded angrily and funny.

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