"He guessed that I would ask you this question?"
"What did he say?" Qin Feng was surprised by Zhang Liang's answer.
"Lord Marquis said that I'll just tell you the truth."
" Xiao Feng, what do you want to know?" Zhang Liang said." Ask away. As long as I know and can tell you, I'll definitely tell you."
After you ask, you will know that Lord Marquis is different from the other officials. He is a good person. I can guarantee you with my head."
After hearing Zhang Liang's promise, Qin Feng knew that his plan would fail.
This guy was obviously a diehard fan of Qing Huai. What he said under blind admiration did not have much reference value. He would definitely choose to say something nice.
However, Qin Feng still felt that he should ask.
At the very least, he had to know where this marquis was from and what his main responsibilities were.
Zhang Liang couldn't cover up this basic information.
"Where is this marquis from? What is his background?" Qin Feng asked.
" Lord Marquis 'father is Duke Qing. He entered the army at the age of 14. At the age of 16, he was promoted to sergeant after killing the enemy. At the age of 21, he was promoted to lieutenant. At the age of 23, he led 1,000 soldiers from the right wing of the Ironforest Army to guard Songzhou. They were besieged by the Tangut's 20,000 cavalry for three months without losing. When reinforcements arrived, they cooperated with the reinforcements to attack from both sides and completely wiped out the invading enemy."
Zhang Liang's face was filled with yearning." That battle messed up the entire plan of the Dangxiang people. The Emperor was very happy and conferred the Marquis the title of Jinchuan County Earl. Later, due to his outstanding military achievements, he was conferred the title of Jinchuan County Marquis."
"Isn't his title hereditary?"
" Of course not. The Marquis is the third son of the Duke of Qing. I heard that he is the son of a concubine and can't inherit the title. His title of Marquis was earned from the battlefield with a knife and a spear."
Zhang Liang couldn't help but raise his head as if he had earned his own title.
The richer a person was, the more he cherished his life.
As the son of the Duke of Qing, even if he was born of a concubine, he could live a lifetime of wealth and glory.
However, Qing Huai chose to join the army and even obtained a title from the army.
Regardless of whether the Duke of Qing Guo had pulled some strings behind the scenes, the fact that Qing Huai could reach this step proved his ability.
Perhaps this was the reason why Zhang Liang admired him.
"I heard Dongdong say that when Lord Marquis came, he wanted to take away the spinning wheel, which made you wary of Lord Marquis. But I know that Lord Marquis didn't take the spinning wheel for his own wealth."
Zhang Liang said," As long as he is in the army, the Marquis will eat and live with the soldiers. After the war, the spoils will be distributed to us, the big soldiers. He will not take a single thing. His Qingfeng Courtyard does not have any extravagant things. The servants are almost all the family members of his brothers who died in battle.
I want your spinning wheel because I want to earn more money and take care of the families of my brothers who died in the army.
But there are too many brothers who died in the army. How can he take care of them?"
Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Qin Feng's resistance towards Qing Huai finally lessened a little.
He knew that this might be Qing Huai's goal.
However, she was inevitably affected by Zhang Liang's words.
Qin Feng thought that he understood Zhang Liang. No matter how much Zhang Liang admired Qinghuai, he would not harm him.
Even if he had some thoughts, he just wanted to cooperate with Qinghuai.
It was just like how many people had two very good friends and always wanted to introduce these two friends to each other so that these two people could become good friends.
After Zhang Liang left, Qin Feng threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind and tried to sort out his understanding of Qinghuai from an objective perspective.
Born in a noble family, ambitious, capable, able to lead troops, good at controlling subordinates.
Even though Zhang Liang had retired for a few years, he was still loyal to Qing Huai. Whether Qing Huai was sincere or just putting on a show, his charisma was evident.
After thinking for half a night, Qin Feng decided to try to cooperate with Qing Huai.
Even if such a person was just putting on a show, he would not attack the people around him.
Because once he made a move, the image that he had worked so hard to establish for many years would instantly collapse.
No one was perfect. It was already very lucky to have a collaborator like Qing Huai. If he discovered that something was wrong in the future, he would just think of a way to get out.
After making his decision, Qin Feng didn't think too much about it. He listened to the sound of weaving coming from the courtyard and quickly fell asleep.
Knowing that Qing Huai was waiting to see the results, Qin Feng asked Man Cang to put aside everything else and work together with Zhang Liang to build the new furnace.
Since they had decided to cooperate, Qin Feng did not stand on ceremony. He realized that the brothers 'progress was too slow, so he directly asked Qing Huai for help.
Qing Huai knew that this was a signal for Qin Feng to choose to cooperate. Without saying anything, he sent three guards to assist the Zhang brothers.
The small courtyard was livelier than usual. Not only were there the sounds of women weaving, but there were also the bold laughter of men.
The brick kiln by the river was in full swing. The bricks that the men had made these days had been piled up in a large pile.
Qing Huai had been to many places over the years, but it was his first time seeing a village like Haijiao Village.
Most of the other villages were living in poverty and were gloomy. Only Haijiao Village was like the rising sun, with boundless heat and prosperity.
According to Zhang Liang, all these changes only started after Qin Feng got married. It had only been less than a month.
In less than a month, a village that did not have enough to eat had become like this. Qing Huai found it unbelievable no matter how he thought about it.
However, the hot brick kiln couldn't be faked, the balls of hemp thread from the spinning wheel couldn't be faked, and the brothers Zhang Liang who were busy making the furnace couldn't be faked…
Qing Huai also paid more and more attention to Qin Feng in his heart. From the bottom of his heart, he placed Qin Feng on an equal level. When they usually met and talked, he gradually became more relaxed.
This change made Qin Feng very happy. After all, he was tired of talking like a scholar every day.
With the help of the three able-bodied men, the speed of building the furnace increased. In only one and a half days, a new type of forging furnace appeared by the wall of the blacksmith shop.
It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Qin Feng originally wanted to start smelting iron the next day, but Qing Huai was extremely anxious and kept pacing around in front of Qin Feng.
Just as Qing Huai walked past Qin Feng for the sixth time, Qin Feng finally could not take it anymore." Alright, Lord Marquis, don't turn around anymore. Full Barn, come over!"
"What do you need, sir?" Qing Huai smiled and cupped his hands.
"Don't worry, I won't be polite with Lord Marquis."
Qin Feng brought Man Cang into the Blacksmith Shop.
The fire had been lit, and Qin Feng opened the box left behind by the old blacksmith. He took out a few pieces of pig iron and threw them in. Then, he asked Man Cang to pull the bellows hard.
Da Kang had yet to start using coal on a large scale. Qing Huai had used his connections but still could not find it. There was no other way, so Qin Feng could only use charcoal.
The heat produced by burning charcoal was not as good as coal. Even though Qin Feng had added a more advanced fan to the new furnace and added mineral powder to lower the melting point of pig iron, it still could not reach the melting point of pig iron.
Qin Feng adjusted it back and forth until the latter half of the night. Finally, the pig iron was burned to a semi-soft state.
Qin Feng knew that with the current craftsmanship, this was the best he could do. He took out the semi-soft iron block from the furnace. His injured left hand sprinkled special mineral powder on it, and his right hand kept hammering.
The clanking sounds rang throughout the night. When the morning sun rose the next day, Qin Feng finally opened the door of the blacksmith shop. The pliers in his hand were holding two long knives.