Chapter 816: Curve saver

"It's too late?" Goldman Sachs said unhappily. "What do you mean?"

"Qiguo's Privy Council is an example." The old lady said word by word, "They

failed to assemble a heavy army at the first time, and they ended up with a

complete defeat. During this period, Jin Xia was only given about half a year,

and before that, it was just a It's the remote Yancheng."

"Do you attribute it all to the advancement of mechanical skills?"

"I dare not say everything, but there are at least 80% of the reasons."

Gongzhuwang stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "My lord, facts have

proved that this technology has brought a qualitative leap for Jinxia City,

and its development The speed is faster than you and I imagined. If you

hesitate further, I guess Qixing will follow in the footsteps of Qiguo Privy

Council."

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"Presumptuous!" Goldman Sachs finally couldn't bear it any longer, he

screamed, and interrupted the other party, "You only have mechanical skills in

your eyes, but Qixing needs to look farther! The priority attack on the Isle

of Horses is our primary goal. This will not change, go down!"

"Master..." The old lady seemed to want to argue.

But Tian Quan was tired of this kind of discussion. Jinxia City's biped organ

beast and iron pill crossbow were indeed powerful, but Qixing was not without

the means to deal with it. What's more, there are celestial weapons and

celestial arts on top of organ arts and magical weapons. The gate of heaven

has to fall into the hands of the Privy Council to truly make people feel at

ease. After the "Heavenly Court" is awakened, Jinxia City is nothing more than

something in the bag.

"You should remember your identity. Public loser." Goldman Sachs held up the

teacup. "Don't forget that the Ministry of Industry needs to provide the army

with a hundred owl ghosts before the day of action. This is a military order

issued by the public loser."

"..." Gong Zhuwang was silent for a moment, and finally knocked on the

crutches, turned and walked outside the study door, "I will not disappoint

Qixing's expectations."

Back at the station, she waved her hand to let her assistant disperse, and

staggered alone to a house full of various utensils.

The two teenagers in the room quickly greeted them.

"Grandma, how is it?"

"Master Gao accepts your proposal?"

The interviewer was tall and short, both under eighteen years old, and the

short one was even more childish, with a green expression on his eyebrows and

eyes.

The old lady shook her head and stretched out her hand to touch their heads.

These two people are called Gong Zhufeng and the other is Gong Zhujin.

Although they are not the sons of the clan, they were selected into the clan

because of their talent and cleverness. The same education as the son. This is

the reason why the public losers stand out from the many institutional

families, and they have become more and more vigorous. As long as they have

the ability, the family will not bury them.

Bringing two people out this time is also a kind of experience. Although they

are not very old, they can already serve as the chief technical officers of

the first bureau of the Ministry of Industry. What they lack is a little

practical experience. Now that the Qiguo court is empty, the Mo Family is

squeezed out because of Mo Yun's relationship, which just gives them a chance

to intervene.

"Sure enough... those people won't understand the meaning of organ

techniques." Gong Zhufeng sighed.

"Is this something that can't be helped?" Gong Shujin's expression was much

more relaxed, "Even when we got the sample of the iron pill crossbow, we were

taken aback. If we weren't a person who specializes in mechanics, I'm afraid

It’s hard to understand the changes."

"But is Girl Mo really so good?" Gong Zufeng said in a bit dissatisfied. "In

the past four or five years of appreciation, I have never heard of this

person. If she is so good, the Mo family should have publicized it long ago.

Everyone knows it."

"She broke with the family very early." The old lady said, spreading her

hands.

"Huh? What's the reason?"

"The skills of the Mohist school are passed on to men but not to women."

"This..." The Gong Shufeng was stunned for a while, then he curled his lips

and said, "The Mo Family doesn't seem to be so."

"I can understand this." Gong Zhuwang walked to a grand teacher's chair and

sat down slowly, "If the Mo family tried their best to train her, but was

eventually married by a public loser, that would be really...interesting."

"But grandma, you are"

"That's because I vowed not to marry forever." She waved her hand, "Okay,

that's not the point. The point is that Mo Yun has already left the Mo family

and went to Jinxia City with the princess. Even if you want to marry her,

Feng'er, I'm afraid you won't Too many opportunities."

The public’s face blushed suddenly, "I, I never thought of marrying her! I

just want to compare Miss Mo to see how bad she is!"

"At present, the situation is not optimistic." Gong Shujin said, holding his

head in both hands, "The people above still only use the mechanism technique

as a tool to win the war, but Jinxiacheng is willing to entrust the machine

construction bureau to Sister Mo Yun. The type of development is not just a

weapon. From the perspective of attitude alone, the public losers are at a

disadvantage."

The public slapped his younger brother on the back of his head, "Grandma...is

there any other way? I heard that Yuheng from the Seven Stars makes the great

talent the most central figure, and maybe he can let the Patriarch speak..."

"No!" Gong Shujin shouted immediately.

"It's really not. It can be said from the bottom of the heart on the front

line. In the court, it would be interference in the government." The old lady

stroked her cane and said, "Even so, Master Gao showed impatient intentions,

which proves that I have already stepped on it. At the edge of transcending

the boundary, there will be no good fruit to go further."

"I was rash." The public said in a low voice.

"But...there is no other way." She changed the subject.

"What method?" the two asked at the same time.

"I heard the spies say that everyone can enter the school in Jinxia City, and

they can complete their studies in as little as one month and join the Bureau

of Mechanical Engineering." Gong Zhuwang looked at the two of them. "As for

academic issues, you should also read the books copied by the spies. It’s

over... the content is very interesting and exciting, but not too complicated

in terms of depth, at least easier to master than the Four Books and Five

Classics. With your abilities, passing the assessment is basically a

certainty."

This sentence made the two brothers stunned.

"Milk, grandma, you mean, let us be spies?"

"Is this... not quite compliant?"

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"When is it, are you still talking about this?" Gong Zhuwang smiled and shook

his head. "I'll just ask you a question. Do you want to know the mystery of

this technology?"

"think!"

This answer is almost without thinking.

"That's fine." The old lady nodded in satisfaction, "Seven Stars' spies are

all reckless, and they can't get into the eyes of Jinxia Institute. It is

idiotic to expect them to inquire about internal intelligence. Only people

like you, Only then is it possible to really get close to Mo Yun. I will

arrange for you a new identity, an identity that is impossible to find out.

You must also forget that you are a public disciple. Don’t pass on any

information during your studies, and treat yourself as a real student. By."

She paused, sighed and said, "This is a race against Jinxia City. Except for

the one-month school transition, the shorter the time to enter the

mechanization bureau and gain Mo Yun’s trust, the better, even if there is no

way to take the lead. , The public loser must at least achieve a balance of

power, do you understand?"

The two looked at each other and bowed their heads seriously.

"Yes, the disciple takes the lead!"