In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

Zhao Yu interrupted him directly.

He turned to Ma Jun, who was eating a steamed bun beside him, and said...

"Deheng, have you calculated the drag coefficient yet? The wind is strong on the Yellow River, so the suspension cables need to be thickened, otherwise the bridge will sway."

Zhang Song's mouth was open.

It's about the same as eating a fly.

He was overlooked.

Clearly, Zhao Yu didn't take him seriously at all.

In Zhao Yu's eyes, this Yizhou Prefect, whose name has been recorded in history books,

He was just an NPC who delivered a map to Liu Bei.

To put it nicely, it's choosing a wise ruler to serve; to put it bluntly, it's betraying one's master for personal gain, being a traitor, and nothing at all.

Moreover, this is a crucial moment for bridge construction.

The securing of each iron cable, the pouring of each cubic meter of cement,

All of this relates to when the first "national highway" running east to west through the Han Dynasty will be completed.

With the infrastructure construction frenzy in full swing, who has time to waste talking to this guy?

"Um... this Marquis?"

Zhang Song's face turned red.

"I am preoccupied with matters of great importance to the nation and urgently need to see Prime Minister Cao. You…"

Zhao Yu heard this and her tone became impatient.

"Can't you understand human speech?"

"There is a boat three miles downstream."

"They're conducting a mountain-opening test here. If you're not afraid of being blown up, just stand here and don't move."

Before he could finish speaking...

A loud bang came from the other side of the river.

"boom--!!"

A cloud of dust rose up, and gravel flew everywhere.

Zhang Song cried out in fright and ran away with his head in his hands.

"Vulgar! Vulgar brute!"

He ran while cursing.

"How can Cao Cao's subordinates all be like this? How can they be so ruthless? This is sorcery! They're all lunatics!!"

"Just you wait! When I see Prime Minister Cao, I'll definitely punish you for disturbing the peace!"

You dare to say that?

Zhang Song's words made Zhao Yu laugh.

He shook his head.

"Never mind that passerby."

"Deheng, keep working. Try to get this iron chain bridge across the river up before summer ends!"

……

After crossing the river and saying goodbye to the "rude contractor," Zhang Song was seething with anger.

Although it is closer to Xudu.

Zhang Song did not dare to go to Xudu first.

In today's world, it's easy to tell who carries the most weight in their words.

Who in the world doesn't know that Cao Cao is suspicious by nature? If we go to Xuchang to find Liu Xie first, what if Cao Cao misunderstands and the mission in Xichuan is ruined?

However, the closer Zhang Song got to Ye City, the heavier his mood became.

It wasn't for any particular reason; this was Cao Cao's stronghold.

It was a scene on the horizon.

To the north of Ye City, plumes of smoke rose from chimneys.

Even from dozens of miles away, you could feel that oppressive aura.

"Stop the car! Stop the car now!"

"Fire! Ye City is on fire!"

"Judging by this thick smoke, half the city must be engulfed in flames! Quick! Let's take a detour and avoid being caught in the crossfire!"

If they were burned to death on the official road before even entering the city, it would truly be a legendary tale.

An old farmer was resting at a tea stall by the roadside.

He looked at Zhang Song as if he were an idiot.

Holding a white steamed bun in his hand, he said slowly:

"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Is there a fire?"

"That's an auspicious sign!"

Zhang Song didn't believe it; such a large plume of smoke was clearly caused by a fire.

"Old man, you must be joking. How can such thick black smoke be an auspicious sign?"

The old farmer took a bite of his steamed bun, his face beaming with pride:

"That's smoke coming from Prime Minister Cao's 'Great Han Building Materials Factory'!"

"My son works there! As the saying goes, 'Where the smoke rises from the chimney, gold flows in in abundance!'"

"See that smoke? It's not pungent at all (because Ding Yi deliberately chose a downwind spot), but to us Yecheng people, it smells like pure money!"

Zhang Song didn't know how to answer.

My values ​​have been completely shattered.

Are the lungs of these northerners made of iron?

Is this what you call an auspicious omen?

Isn't it choking?

I was really scared.

But for the sake of their mission, they still had to bite the bullet and go into the city.

We entered through the west gate, and there we saw the Bronze Sparrow Square to the northwest.

Tongquetai Phase II is just south of Tongque Square.

"Ruri... Ruri?"

Zhang Song initially thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes.

it is true.

Several rows of two-story red buildings with large windows inlaid with green glazed tiles.

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible..."

In Yizhou, Liu Zhang obtained a palm-sized "glass cup".

They all had to bathe and change clothes, and burn incense as offerings.

It's the kind of thing that you only take out and show off when you're entertaining important guests, and you're not allowed to let anyone else touch it.

Who would be so extravagant as to use glass as windows?

"It's fake! It must be fake!"

"It must be that the mica sheet was polished extremely thin, or some kind of special mulberry paper coated with tung oil... Yes! It must be a trick! Cao Mengde is a cunning and ruthless man. He must have done this on purpose before I arrived, to prove that his rule is developing well."

To verify his hypothesis, Zhang Song rushed to the nearest building.

I reached out, wanting to break through that thin layer of paper.

"Break it!"

It's hard; you can even see inside the house through this glass.

"My goodness..."

"It's really glass."

"Hey! What are you doing? Where did this ugly ghost come from?"

A reprimand interrupted Zhang Song's "pilgrimage".

It was a patrolman from the square, leading a group of soldiers over.

He looked at Zhang Song, who was peering through the window, with a wary expression.

"What are you looking at? Never seen a window before? If you dare touch the glass again, believe me, I'll arrest you for 'picking quarrels and provoking trouble' and lock you up for a few days!"

Ignoring his anger, Zhang Song stepped forward and grabbed the patrolman's sleeve.

"I came from Yizhou to pay my respects to Your Majesty, and I have never seen this object before. Is it glass?"

The man was startled by the oddly-looking little guy and disgustedly shook off his hand.

"Are you crazy? Everyone in the world knows that's glass, but where we're from, we call it glass, and it's used to block the wind!"

"Glass?"

What is glass?

"that is……"

The patrolman scratched his head, completely bewildered by the sudden question.

After organizing my thoughts for a long time,

"It's that... the slag left over from steelmaking that Supervisor Ding mentioned."

"Furnace...slag?"

Zhang Song's voice has already picked up the Douyin (TikTok) vibe.

"You mean... this divine object... is just scrap?"

"hold head high!"

The patrolman looked completely at ease.

"Precisely because it's waste, we don't sell it, we only give it away."

"Buy a house and get free glass."

At this point, the Chinese character patted the glass triumphantly:

"How about it, do you want one? People from Yizhou must be quite wealthy, so I can get a commission that way."

……

With mixed feelings, even a touch of inferiority, Zhang Song finally managed to get to the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence.

He straightened his clothes, trying to make himself look like a scholar.

The area in front of the Prime Minister's residence was as chaotic as a vegetable market.

"Make way! Make way! Urgent drawings for Phase II of the project!"