Mai Dong: "What is the streamer drawing? A ship? "
There was no one else in the tent except for her. Jiang Pengji took the time to answer the audience's questions.
Host V: "These are ships, but I know too little about ships from ancient times. There isn't enough information on warships for reference."
Jiang Pengji was well-read and had read almost all kinds of miscellaneous books. Many of them had descriptions of ships.
She picked out the contents one by one, then turned the words into pictures and drew them on the paper.
However, the warships in her imagination were very different from actual warships.
[Host V]: Not only does a powerful navy need elite soldiers, but it also needs indestructible warships. According to my understanding, shipbuilding technology is still quite backward. Most of them are civilian fishing boats that can only be used in rivers or shallow waters. As for war … such small ships are almost useless. Military warships still need to be built, otherwise the navy will not be complete. "
Jiang Pengji entrusted the task of training the sailors to Qi Kuang. She still needed to solve the problem of warships herself.
Jiang Pengji: "Building a ship with just your imagination? It feels like it will capsize! Should I get a reference? "
Jiang Pengji's eyes flickered slightly … A reference?
That's not a bad idea.
The next day, Jiang Pengji summoned Feng Zhen.
"You've already lured Qi Kuang over. There's no need to trouble two masters for the same thing. I'll have to trouble you again to find me a master shipbuilder. "
Feng Zhen didn't know what to say to that. Whatever sleepiness he had left was completely gone.
Jiang Pengji said angrily, "If there are no warships, how can they be considered navy?"
Feng Zhen felt that his lord was his nemesis. Was it so easy to find a master shipbuilder?
Jiang Pengji took a step back. "If you can't find a master shipbuilder, you can dig me a warship."
Feng Zhen smiled bitterly. His brows were almost knotted.
His lord was deliberately making fun of him.
With his small body, he couldn't even dig the oars of a warship, let alone dig a warship.
He laughed bitterly. "If my lord wants a warship, you just have to tie me up and throw me into the river to offer it to the river god. Maybe I can get one."
"Forget it. I'm afraid that the river god will complain that you stole his wife and complain to me. If I throw you into the river, you won't even be enough to feed the fish. "
Jiang Pengji held back her laughter and "reluctantly" spared Feng Zhen.
"Forget it, I'll let you go for now. Anyway, it's not urgent now, so we can put the matter of the warship aside for the time being. "
Feng Zhen smiled and bowed as if he was begging for mercy. "Thank you, my lord, for showing mercy."
Fermented Cat Ball: "Brothers and sisters, now it's our turn. Host, look at us, we are your shield."
Spectacles: "With Baidu and Papa Gu in hand, even a grandmaster shipbuilder would have to kneel down and bow down to her, let alone a master shipbuilder."
Not Yesterday's Stars: "Although we can be the intermediary and help the streamer look up information, there is no way to transmit pictures in the livestream room. You can only use text descriptions, which is a pain in the ass." How about this? Host, you think of a way to get a warship, and then we can modify the foundation of this warship? That should be more appropriate … Speaking of which, where can I buy a warship?
Leng Yang: I remember there are wooden shipyards in China. I've seen them on the news before. I wonder if there are any Almighties in the know who can provide any clues? I'll immediately fork out my wallet and fly over. The master shipbuilder would be considered a master shipbuilder in the streamer's era. Even if he didn't build a warship, there would be similarities. If you have any news, you can poke me in the background. Thank you. "
Jiang Pengji had just finished teaching Feng Zhen a lesson and glanced at the bullet screen. Her chest warmed and she found it funny.
Feng Zhen didn't know what was going on and thought that his lord was having a bad taste.
Was it really that fun to bully him?
Before he could ask, the messenger's voice came from outside the tent.
"My lord, there is a messenger outside the tent requesting an audience."
"Let him in."
After a while, there was a rustling sound. A corner of the tent was lifted and a soldier in armor entered.
"By order of my lord, I pay my respects to District Magistrate Liu."
"Oh? Who's your lord? "
"The chief of Zhe County, Xu Bei, is my lord."
As he finished speaking, the soldier handed over an invitation with both hands.
Feng Zhen, who was at the side, hurriedly stood up to receive the letter and pass it to Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji accepted it. After she held it in her hands, she realized that the invitation was rather heavy. It didn't feel like an ordinary bamboo scroll.
Not only was the material used exquisite and the workmanship was exquisite, but it was also fumigated with expensive spices. It carried a lingering fragrance that assailed the nostrils.
In the words of the livestream viewers, this was probably the so-called taste of petty bourgeoisie.
Jiang Pengji lifted her hand and unrolled the exquisite bamboo scroll. She carefully read the contents and looked at the signature: Xu Bei from Zhe County.
He had invited her and Liu She to attend the alliance meeting tomorrow. He spoke respectfully, making it hard for one to feel bad about it.
"Go back and tell your lord that my father and I will arrive on time for tomorrow's alliance meeting."
Jiang Pengji lowered her eyelids and placed the fragrant bamboo scroll to the side.
The soldier didn't leave. Instead, he hesitated for a while and spoke of his purpose in deliberation.
"My lord admires District Magistrate Liu's youthful bravery and has specially set up a banquet in the camp. I wonder if District Magistrate would grant us the honor of attending?"
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows. As intelligent as she was, how could she not see Xu Bei's motive for secretly soliciting votes?
Don't be fooled by the fact that the father and son were just bystanders. They didn't have many soldiers, but they carried a lot of weight.
As long as they were roped in, Xu Bei's bargaining chip would be guaranteed.
She smiled faintly and said, "Brother Xu has specially set up a banquet to entertain us. How can I not attend? It is my honor. Go back and inform your lord. I will take a bath and change my clothes before attending the banquet. Otherwise, it will be impolite if I go there rashly … "
After the soldier heard this, his face lit up with joy. He bowed and left.
When Feng Zhen heard that there was a banquet, his eyes sparkled. It was as if he had imagined something. His Adam's apple moved quickly.
Jiang Pengji poured a bucket of cold water on him.
"Don't even think about it. It's not for you."
Feng Zhen's expression froze. There was an indescribable sense of distortion.
The audience who had been watching the entire process couldn't help but burst into laughter. They even added psychological games to Feng Zhen.
Feng Zishi, who is pure and upright: My lord, if you continue to bully my family like this, my family won't be satisfied …
Li Hanmei, who is ugly if there is no salt: Sob sob sob — My lord, you are so bad. You bully my family. I will pound your little chest, sob sob sob.
The atmosphere in the streaming room suddenly changed. Demons and ghosts danced wildly. Jiang Pengji almost thought she was having a nightmare.
Feng Zhen asked, "Then who will you be bringing, my lord?"
"Jing Rong," Jiang Pengji replied. "He has been busy with the affairs of the camp these past two days. He is exhausted. It's a free banquet. It would be a waste not to eat it. "
Feng Zhen knew that he had no chance.
However …
"My lord, don't forget to bring me a bottle of wine when you return."
He hadn't had a drop of wine in the past few days. The liquor bug in his stomach was about to overturn the heavens. Feng Zhen was craving it.
Jiang Pengji agreed, feeling annoyed and amused at the same time.
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