God Soldier Atlas

　　 Zhou Shu staggered and almost didn't fall.

　　 I said so quietly, did you hear it all?

　　 Just hear it, can't you pretend not to hear it?

　　 You ask, I am embarrassed, okay?

　　 "Da Sikong, you heard it wrong! It's not me, I never said it!"

　　 Zhou Shu repeatedly shook his head.

"Yes?"

　　 Yin Wuyou's voice was flat and understated, "Begonia, did I hear it wrong?"

　　 "No!" Haitang said affirmatively, "The slave and maid also heard it. When you came in, Your Highness, Lord Zhou said this!"

　　 Zhou Shu: "……"

　　 "Did Master Zhou despise this Da Sikong?" Yin Wuyou said coldly, "In the eyes of Master Zhou, this Da Sikong is a man of control and knows what poetry——"

　　 "No, absolutely nothing."

　　 Of course, Zhou Shu had to deny, "I have never thought about it this way, Da Sikong, I'm a striker. I'm right to use this kind of words. I don't know a few big characters, so I don't understand poetry."

　　 "Really? Master Zhou wanted to say again, this is from the storyteller?"

　　 Yin Wuyou said, "I remember, the poem you wrote down last time for Lord Zhou, it seems that Lord Zhou hasn't used it yet."

"No!"

　　 Haitang echoed.

　　 Zhou Shu gave her a roll of eyes. At any rate, we can be regarded as a friendly friendship for a while, so it doesn't save face?

　　 "Da Sikong, the responsibilities of No. 0 Workshop, but there is no poetry writing to this one." Zhou Shu bit his head and said, "You can't use your power indiscriminately--"

　　 "I abused it, what about you?"

　　 Yin Wuyou said.

　　 "I will give you two choices, one is to complete this new song, the other is to complete this one, and also to complete the previous two."

　　 Zhou Shu: "……"

　　 Is this a choice?

　　 I have no choice.

　　 "Da Sikong, what if I say I can't make it up? Are you going to dismiss my position as the director of Workshop No. 0?"

　　 Zhou Shu said.

　　 "That's not enough."

　　 Yin Wuyou said, "After all, you are an individual talent, and this is not the case with my boss—"

"That's good."

　　 Zhou Shu muttered.

　　 "But, you just asked this big Sagong for things, this big Sagong can't do it either."

　　 Yin Wuyou said, "This is the responsibility of Sagong of the University, and there is no such thing as finding information for his subordinates."

　　 Zhou Shu: "……"

　　 It's really hard to raise women and villains.

　　 It is unreasonable, is it really a woman's talent?

　　 Bullying.

　　 I, Zhou Shu, will never bend down for five buckets of rice!

　　……

　　 A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Shuxiong left the princess mansion angrily.

　　 Inside the princess mansion, Yin Wuyou was holding a piece of paper in his hand, with an expression of disgust on his face.

　　 "This broken word, three-year-old children are better than him!"

　　 Yin Wuyou murmured, holding back his disgust, focusing on the content of the word.

　　 "Spring travels mighty, it is cold food every year, pear blossom season. The white brocade has no pattern and the fragrance is blooming, and the jade buds of Yushu are piled with snow. The quiet night sinks, floating light haze, cold soaking and melting moon. The world is in the sky, and the rotten silver glow shines through."

　　 Yin Wuyou couldn't help chanting softly.

　　 Her eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and her cheeks are slightly red, even a little hot.

"It looks like a real Gushang, the sky is beautiful, and the spirit is comfortable. Who is Wan Rui who believes, is not in the same line as Qunfang. The majestic Qingying, the fairy material is outstanding, it is difficult to be separated from the soil. Going back to Yaotai, Dongtian can see clearly. "

　　 Yin Wuyou finished the last sentence, her pretty face has turned into a red apple, her charming look makes people want to take a bite.

　　 Am I so good?

　　 She said to herself in her heart.

　　 "Who is this real guy?"

　　 Yin Wuyou has some doubts in her heart. She has also been a book-reader since she was a child, but she has never seen the name of Gu She real person.

　　 There is also this Yaotai, I have never heard of it, but I can vaguely guess the meaning.

　　 "His Royal Highness, this is a poem written by the Lord Zhou for you, he is so bold!"

　　 Haitang exclaimed on the side.

"To shut up!"

　　 Yin Wuyou lightly scolded, "You haven't seen anything today, understand?"

"understood."

　　 Haitang's eyes rolled and whispered.

　　 "Tomorrow you go to Workshop No. 0, and send the materials of those few masters of soldiers, and, by the way, who is this Gushe real person."

　　 Haitang wanted to ask, didn’t I mean I didn’t see anything today? Why let me ask Gushe real person!

　　 Of course, she didn't dare to ask, ask again, the princess is going to be ashamed and angry.

　　 Haitang exited the room. When the door was closed, I saw Yin Wuyou carefully stacking up the piece of paper and putting it in a book. When doing this, His Highness's complexion was red and dazzling...

　　 Zhou Shu went all the way back to No. 0 Workshop, and wanted to make a few mouths in his heart, can't he strike the iron well? It's okay to pretend to be a cultural person...

When 　　 stepped into the gate of Workshop No. 0, Zhou Shu's heart suddenly moved. He stopped and looked around.

　　 A moment later, he frowned and entered the door.

　　 After the gate of Workshop No. 0 was closed, there was an undetectable sound of relief from a tree in the distance.

　　 He didn't know, behind the gate of Workshop Zero, the corners of Zhou Shu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

　　……

As the red sun rose, Zhou Shu got up early as usual. He first checked the progress of Zhang Yibei, Wu Laoliu and others, and then gave some advice on their casting techniques. He was about to go back and start his casting. Haitang has already coming.

　　 She did not come alone, she also brought a few handymen from the Division of Casting Soldiers, and those handymen were still holding a few two-foot-square boxes.

　　 "These are the things you want. Your Royal Highness asked me to send them."

　　 Haitang asked people to put the box on the table, then waved their hands to let them wait outside the door, and then spoke.

　　 "These are the secrets of the Division of Casting Soldiers. Your Royal Highness has specifically confessed that they must not be seen by outsiders. After you have read the Lord Zhou, let people notify me and I will take them back."

　　 Haitang said.

　　 Zhou Shu nodded and said, "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

　　 This is the workshop of the Founding Soldier Division. The guards are tightly guarded, and no one can enter.

　　 Even if someone can hide from the outside guards and come into the workshop, when someone is vegetarian?

　　 Unless an expert of martial arts level 3 or above comes to be a gentleman of Liang Shang, no matter who comes, it will be a break.

　　 "It's okay, you can go now."

　　 Zhou Shu was anxious to check Zhu Chuanfeng's information, and waved his hand at Haitang unceremoniously.

　　 Haitang's feet seemed to have rooted, and they didn't move. Zhou Shu stopped the hand that reached the box.

　　 "Is there anything else?"

　　 Zhou Shu couldn't help asking.

　　 "His Royal Highness asked me to ask you, who is the real Gushe?"

　　 Haitang said.

　　 Zhou Shu: "……"

　　He is speechless. In the past two days, he was speechless more than the year before.

　　 It's time to smoke, it's okay to pretend to be a cultural person! Here comes the trouble.

　　 "His Royal Highness said, you don't need to talk about Lord Zhou, she won't hold grudges."

　　 Haitang continued.

　　 Zhou Shu rolled his eyes in his heart. A woman has to listen to her words in the opposite direction and will not hold grudges, that is, she will definitely hold grudges.

　　 You said that your majesty is a princess, and you have a grudge against me, is it interesting?

　　Also, how can I say that he is also the big Sikong of the Zhubing Division. Isn’t it okay to pay more attention to Zhubing? Why don't you ask poems all day long?

　　I would rather offend a gentleman than a villain, but rather offend a villain than a woman...

Zhou Shu sighed, and said, "The mountain of Fugushe is filled with gods and people. The skin is like ice and snow, and it is like a virgin. Without eating grains, inhaling the wind and drinking dew, riding on the clouds, flying dragons, and swimming beyond the sea. "

　　……

　　 "The mountain of Fenggushe is home to the gods and people. The skin is like ice and snow, and the beauty is like a virgin."

　　 Yin Wuyou muttered to himself, his pretty face became redder and red, and he couldn't help turning his face away, afraid of being seen by his maid.

　　 Zhou Shu, this guy, is really hateful!

　　……

　　 "Ahee——"

　　 Zhou Shu sneezed, rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who scolds me!"

　　 The next moment, he looked through Zhu Chuanfeng's information.

　　Yin Wuyou asked Haitang to send the information, but Zhu Chuanfeng's, there are only a few copies, and it is estimated that there are hundreds of thousands of words in total.

　　 This also made Zhou Shu once again aware of the power of the court.

　　 Although this is the world of Gao Wu, the strength of the court is not weak at all, and the masters of the forge are controlled to this degree.

　　 These materials record almost all the things in the life of the master craftsmen, including what weapons they have cast, what they are good at, and what are their weaknesses.

　　 "Yin Wuyou really trusted me." Zhou Shu muttered ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ If these materials are leaked into the hands of an enemy country, the enemy country will be able to deal with the master craftsman in a targeted manner.

　　 The consequences are unimaginable.

　　 Zhou Shu looked at Zhu Chuanfeng's information carefully, not missing a word.

　　 The more I look at it, the more frightened he is.

　　 Although he has seen Zhu Chuanfeng several times, he really did not expect Zhu Chuanfeng to be so powerful!

　　 This guy grew up wearing the protagonist's halo.

Before he was twenty, he was just a blacksmith in a rural village, and he was not as good as an apprentice caster. At the age of twenty, he accidentally saved a caster, and then the caster accepted him as his apprentice. .

　　 From then on, Zhu Chuanfeng seemed to be on the hook.

　　 Just like what Yang Hong said before, it took him five years to become a caster, and it took at least seven or eight years of study for a general caster to become a caster.

　　 If the past five years were not that amazing, then it took him only three years to traverse the journey that most people took ten years to traverse and become a high-level caster.

　　 After that, it took him only ten years to cross the threshold that countless casters could not cross in a lifetime, and became a master caster.

　　 That year, he was not yet forty!

　　 directly broke the record of the youngest soldier casting master. Before him, Daxia's youngest soldier casting master was also promoted successfully when he was forty years old.

　　 Not only that, in the materials of the Zhubing Division, Zhu Chuanfeng's parents were dead, he himself was childless, and he did not even have a wife. According to the materials of the Division of Zhubing, he had almost no weaknesses!

　　 Judging from the data, Zhu Chuanfeng is not only an out-and-out genius, but also a perfect person, a perfect person with almost no shortcomings!