Me, traitor!Convincing people with virtue stunned the empress

Wu Zhao was taken aback for a moment, she was just saying it casually, but Yang Yi actually admitted it? !

She looked at Yang Yi suspiciously.

"How much do you hide?"

Yang Yi coughed lightly.

"Hidden a ball!"

【Ding!Mood value +1000]

Wu Zhao: "..."

Her eyelids twitched wildly.

Is this sycophant playing tricks on her? !

She gritted her teeth, her chest rising and falling.

snort!

asshole!

Wu Zhao's pretty face was slightly cold, and she looked at Yang Yi with anger.

"Do you think I dare not touch you?"

"How dare you treat me so presumptuously?!"

Yang Yi touched his chin, and met Wu Zhao's angry gaze.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "I have beaten the emperor's whip!"

Gan!

If you dare to touch me, I will whip you!

【Ding!Mood value +1000]

Wu Zhao: "..."

She was extremely aggrieved.

The white greasy fist was clenched tightly, and the nails almost pierced the palm.

Seeing Yang Yi's hateful smile, Wu Zhao resisted the urge to punch him...

She suppressed her anger and pretended to be calm.

"Why did you suddenly return to Luoyang from Binzhou this time?"

"Shouldn't you need to go yourself to escort the gold?"

"Could it be that you have something important?"

Yang Yi clapped his hands and smiled.

"The parents who gave birth to me know me, Your Majesty the Empress!"

Wu Zhao couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

This courtier is so thick-skinned!

Yang Yi smiled and said: "I want to take this opportunity to make muskets..."

Musket? !

Wu Zhao was stunned, and looked at Yang Yi in a daze.

Yang Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed confidence.

"Both the Ming and Qing states dabbled in muskets to some extent..."

"Muskets are far more powerful than crossbows..."

"If my Dazhou can form a musketeer camp, then my Dazhou's strength is enough to rank among the most powerful countries in the world!"

Wu Zhao fell into deep thought.

It was reminded by Yang Yi.

She seemed to remember that Ming and Qing countries did have a kind of weapon called musket.

However, it seems that there is still some kind of defect, so that it does not appear on the battlefield on a large scale.

She mused: "Firelocks are not easy to manufacture. Even the Ming and Qing countries are just some superficial research, and they cannot be used on the battlefield on a large scale..."

"Are you sure you can make it?"

Wu Zhao looked at Yang Yi curiously.

Yang Yi seemed to surprise her all the time.

Could it be this time...

Yang Yi said confidently: "If they can't get it out, it doesn't mean I can't get it out!"

The [Flintlock Manufacturing Craft] obtained in the last lottery has been useless.

With a complete manufacturing process, he doesn't believe it can't be made!

Wu Zhao blinked.

This courtier is so confident?

"What did you mean by taking this opportunity to build muskets?"

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth twitched slightly: "It takes a lot of money to develop a 0.8 gun and build a gun camp!"

"My Da Zhou has too many places to use money now, and I need money everywhere!"

"Don't talk about building a musket camp, I'm afraid the initial investment will be very difficult..."

"But it's different now. With this gold mine, the development of fully supported firearms, and the construction of a large-scale firearms battalion!"

Wu Zhao was taken aback.

It turned out that this guy was staring at the gold mine.

The corners of her mouth twitched.

"This gold mine hasn't been dug out yet, you've already figured out how to use it?"

Yang Yi smiled and said: "This is called foresight!"

Wu Zhao pondered for a moment.

"If you really have a way to get it out, then I will have to be a lot tougher after the big week!"

Yang Yi looked serious.

"Of course, with me here, Da Zhou must be tough!"

Wu Zhao: "..."

She glanced at Yang Yi, and always felt that this guy spoke a little strangely.

She said lightly: "I am looking forward to your gun..."

Yang Yi touched his chin.

He was lost in thought, the Empress looking forward to his gun? !

I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell.

[67] The confrontation between Li Shishi and Yang Yuhuan!Girls roll up!The flintlock was born!

Yang House.

"Owner......"

Yang Yuhuan was pleasantly surprised, and a blush rose on her white and pretty face.

She stared at Yang Yi with burning eyes.

She never expected that Yang Yi would return home suddenly.

"Sir..."

A voice that made Yang Yuhuan a little uncomfortable sounded.

Li Shishi came out of the house gracefully and Tingting.

There was joy on her pretty face.

Yang Yi looked at the two beauties, and the tiredness in his body disappeared immediately.

He smiled and said: "I don't need to stay there for the affairs of Binzhou. I have other important things to do when I return to Luoyang this time..."

He touched Yang Yuhuan's white and smooth face, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Go and ask the servants to boil some hot water. I'm a little tired after traveling all the way. I want to take a bath..."

Yang Yuhuan hurriedly said, "Yes, master."

After half an hour.

inside the house.

Crash.

Inside the barrel, the hot water is full.

White mist rises and fills the entire room.

Yang Yi lay in the barrel and let out a long sigh of relief.

There is no comfort at home outside.

The environment in Binzhou is quite simple, not to mention that he is going to fight, so he will not be so thoughtful in many aspects.

Yang Yuhuan's pretty face flushed slightly.

"Master, this servant has recently learned some massage skills, please help me squeeze your shoulders."

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

"Also..."

Yang Yuhuan walked 14 behind Yang Yi and began to rub Yang Yi's shoulders.

Yang Yi's head rested on her body, quite comfortable.

Li Shishi next to him was not to be outdone.

Although she couldn't let go of Yang Yi, she was also his now, so she was naturally able to restrain her inner shame.

Her pale and ruddy face held a plate of grapes in her hand.

Master Li pursed his lips and smiled.

"Young master, taste this grape..."

She took a grape and sent it to Yang Yi's mouth.

Yang Yi did not refuse anyone who came, and ate the grapes, feeling extremely comfortable.

Nima.

This depraved feudal life is so fucking cool!

Yang Yuhuan glanced at Li Shishi, and muttered: "The vixen..."

She was naturally extremely dissatisfied with Li Shishi in her heart.

She didn't think that Yang Yi would only have herself as a woman.

After all, she is just Yang Yi's personal maid.

Yang Yi will still marry a wife sooner or later, and there are probably more concubines.

But Li Shishi's appearance still made her very upset.

How dare a woman from a brothel compete with her for the favor of her master? !

Yang Yuhuan was very wary of Master Li.