After Her Divorce, She Escaped With A Strong Man To Farm

459  Chapter 459.  If I Don't Drink, Divination Won't Work

To acquire the throne, the Third Prince joined forces with the Nanman people to kill Wan Yulin. When Qiu Yongkang was teaching the craftsmen how to make a killing weapon, he had secretly learned from them.

Now that he had the technology to create a great killing weapon, he secretly made it and gave it to the Nanman people to ambush Wan Yulin's army. If they killed Wan Yulin, he promised them two prosperous cities: Jiang City and Qing City.

Wan Yulin had learned of the Third Prince's plan through the spy he had planted beside him. He had quietly waited for the Third Prince to send the Nanman people a great killing weapon. He had killed the Nanman people and snatched the great killing weapon. He had also arrested the Third Prince, his mother, and her family's supporters on the charge of conspiring with foreign countries.

Without waiting to report to the Emperor, the Third Prince's mother's family was all pushed to Caishikou and beheaded. The Third Prince and his mother were forced to watch the execution.

The scene of blood flowing like a river scared them so much that they fainted. Wan Yulin ordered someone to splash them awake. He pulled their hair and pulled open their eyes to continue watching. The Third Prince's mother was scared crazy, and the Third Prince was so scared that he peed in his pants. The dignity of the royal family was utterly lost.

Wan Yulin's ruthlessness frightened the other three princes who wanted to fight for the throne. However, even if they did not want to fight with Wan Yulin anymore, he did not let them off. He imprisoned all of them, leaving none alive. Wan Yulin also destroyed their mothers' power, and no one was spared.

For a time, everyone in the capital felt threatened and feared the cruel Wan Yulin to the bone.

Wan Shengchang finally woke up. When he heard his eldest son was killing his brothers, he spat out a mouthful of blood and died without saying a word.

Wan Yulin took off his mourning clothes and put on his yellow robe. He officially sat on the throne and self-proclaimed himself Emperor Yongli, starting his brutal regime.

He wanted everyone in the world to be afraid of him. Only by being fearful of him would they not dare to rebel.

He had just taken over the political power and had yet to sit down when the Nanman Kingdom launched a fierce retaliation. They had allied with the Hu to attack the capital. This great killing weapon made people go crazy. Whoever had such a powerful weapon would be able to rule the world.

They all wanted to snatch Wan Yulin's great killing weapon. Wan Yulin had always been arrogant and did not take these two small countries seriously. Moreover, he still had a great killing weapon in his hands.

After only one battle, a big killing machine defeated these two small countries. Wan Yulin felt that this was a good thing.

However, when he looked for the craftsman to make the killing weapon, he realized that the Third Prince had already killed the craftsman who knew how to make the killing weapon.

Wan Yulin was furious. He ordered people to dig out the Third Prince's corpse and whip it. After whipping the corpse, he hung the Third Prince's corpse on a tree to feed the crows.

The old Emperor's corpse had not even cooled down when Wan Yulin had done such a heinous thing. The capital was shrouded in dark clouds for three consecutive days. The thunder in the middle of winter was incessant, and the rumbling thunder made people panic.

Wan Yulin felt something was wrong and found someone to divine the country's fate. His cruelty was well known worldwide, and the Taoist priest he invited did not dare say that the divination was not good. He only said that the two dragons were fighting for the pearl and told Wan Yulin to be careful of the north.

Just this reminder had caused a fatal disaster. The Taoist priest was pushed out to be beheaded, and Wan Yulin's expression was uncertain.

He didn't take Xiao Heng's son seriously in the past, but today's divination made him wary.

Two dragons fighting for the pearl, didn't that mean the Xiao family's child was also a dragon? He wanted to compete with him for the throne?

His brother wanted to fight with him for the throne, but he had already destroyed him, let alone him?

However, Wan Yulin was also somewhat cautious. The woman who was with the Xiao family's child made the great killing weapon. The flying guillotine he sent to kill her did not return. It would always be a future trouble if he could not use this woman.

But even the flying guillotine couldn't kill her, so how could he get rid of her?

This was the first time Wan Yulin felt this was a thorny problem!

Wan Yulin wanted to get rid of Su Qing. To level up quickly, Su Qing wanted to create a mortar. She had the blueprint, but the mold was challenging to obtain. She had made a few, but it was not enough.

If she asked the system for the blueprint, it would say her level was not high enough to get it. Su Qing was not someone who would admit defeat. If she wanted to do something, she had to do it.

She did not forge any weapons and handed them to her three disciples. She sat there and studied how to make the mold. She drew one blueprint after another, from the cannon barrel to the cannon body to the cannon frame. The size was also marked. This time, it should be possible.

Xiao Zeyu and his uncle's master returned to the Kuangqu after completing the mechanism. They saw Su Qing sitting quietly in the tent and didn't know what to draw.

"Qing girl, are you drawing?"

Zhou Bo kept calling Su Qing "Little girl. " He smiled and walked into the tent with his hands behind his back. He wanted to see Su Qing's painting.

When he saw the mortar drawn by Su Qing, Zhou Bo's eyes lit up. He picked up the paper excitedly and said,

"This....This is not bad!"

Xiao Zeyu also walked over to take a look. He also knew how to make traps. When he saw Su Qing's mortar, he felt that this thing was extraordinary.

" I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it,"

Su Qing looked at Zhou Bo and said, "Uncle Master, you are proficient in mechanisms. You should be able to make a mold, right?"

"I know a grand disciple of Luban. He should be able to do it."

Zhou Bo shook his head. He couldn't do it, but he knew who could.

"Where is he?"

"I'll go and find him." Xiao Zeyu hurriedly told his Martial Uncle.

"If the weapons designed by Qing'er were to be added with gunpowder, they could even knock down the city walls. Wouldn't the attack on the Imperial City be just around the corner?"

"This person's name is Qin Tie, and he lives in Cang County's Tiejue Mountain. However, you might not be able to find him even if you go and look for him. Qin Tie likes to travel worldwide, and his whereabouts are unknown."

Zhou Bo shook his head. That person had a weird temper. Even if they found him, he might not agree to help them make the mold.

"Martial Uncle, can you help me with a divination? Tell me where this person called Qin Tie is now."

Xiao Zeyu wanted this weapon. It would be a pity Qing'er couldn't make it after designing it so well.

"Aiya, start a divination?"

Zhou Bo laughed as he looked at Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu, "If I don't drink, I won't be able to read fortunes."

"..."

Su Qing glanced at him. He had finished all the wine he brought from Jin City. He was reminding her that there was no more wine.

"Old Master, let's go back to Jin City today. I'll let you drink as much as you want."

With mortars, there would be an absolute weapon to attack the city. Wasn't it drinking? When they return to Jin City, she'll brew him as much as he wants.

"This is good, this is good."

After setting up the trap, Zhou Bo did not want to stay in this dreary mountain. Without alcohol, he felt uncomfortable all over. When he heard Su Qing's words, he immediately smiled.

Now that the iron mine was impregnable, Xiao Zeyu also wanted to return to Jin City quickly to return the weapons to the recruit camp. Su Qing and her three disciples had forged three carts of weapons in five days. Their production capacity was terrific. To return to the city and continue forging weapons, Su Qing brought five coaches of iron