Martial: I Started The Technological Revolution In Ancient Times

However, Badao came.    

Xiao Yun was obviously stunned when he saw this subordinate whom he had not seen for a long time in the backyard.    

It was not that Xiao Yun did not want to use him, but... he always suspected that he was the spy of His Majesty.    

Even though he had taken him in in the Imperial Prison back then, there were no loopholes.    

But the more he interacted with the Imperial Family, the more he realized that the Imperial Family seemed to be able to do anything.    

In particular, what happened earlier had shocked Xiao Yun even more.    

That night when she drank and barbequed meat with the emperor, Eldest Imperial Princess came to pick Leng Yueling up.    

It seemed that she was very worried about Leng Yueling and was willing to take risks for her. It was considered to be a matter of love and loyalty.    

But in reality, what she should really be concerned about was the Ninth Princess who was lying in the house at the same time and had a bamboo tube stuck in her throat. It was not easy for her to save her life!    

Although she was not a mother, she still had the same father, and was also a member of the royal family. At the very least, she should have a word of concern, right?    

But what about her?    

Yet she turned a blind eye to it.    

What was even worse was that His Majesty had clearly noticed this, yet he did not say anything. It was as if nothing had happened.    

This...    

This should be the principle of the royal family's handling of matters.    

When ordinary people looked at it, they only felt that it was inconceivable.    

Therefore, a long time ago, he had Badao practice martial arts in the backyard.    

Furthermore, he had countless old injuries on his body, and it also required a long period of recuperation.    

If he was not a member of His Majesty, then he should treat him with more care. He could not let ___ carry internal injuries and accompany him out to fight with his life.    

As for now, he also had a new task, which was to train Third Zhang.    

Third Zhang had been tempered for a few days, but he had actually been infected with some hedonistic habits. Xiao Yun originally wanted him to get used to it, but he did not expect this guy to get used to it too well and too much.    

Naturally, he threw it directly to Badao, and trained him to death, to practice his martial arts, and to train his temperament.    

Originally, this was a very long process.    

But today, Badao suddenly came, which Xiao Yun did not expect.    

"Young master, Third Zhang's blade is too sharp. I'm worried that he will harm young master in the future."    

This sudden sentence made Xiao Yun laugh.    

He tilted his head and asked, "Badao, do you think I am more accurate when it comes to judging people, or are you more accurate?"    

"Of course it's young master."    

"Since you have already seen through it, do you think I won't be able to see through it?"    

"This..."    

Badao was stunned and quickly said, "But young master, there are only a few talents in the world. Although Third Zhang also has some talent in martial arts, it is not worth to bet on him..."    

Xiao Yun waved his hand and stopped him from talking. He said, "I do not ask you to train him to be loyal and to train him into a hero of a generation. I only need you to train him to be a talent, or even to be cold-hearted."    

"But..."    

"Badao shook his head. Haha, Badao, the world knows that raising a tiger will bring trouble to itself, but they always forget about it. Everything in the world has a sufficient risk, something that can take your life. It's not just raising a tiger, I will keep him by my side. It's self-reflection, it's also an attempt. I can use people... It doesn't depend on what you think. "    

In Xiao Yun's previous life, there was a huge difference between this era and this era.    

In that era, loyalty had become a joke.    

Benefits are the link that connects everything.    

Then was the benevolence and morality of this era real, or was it that era where everyone's mouth was full of money and interests, more realistic?    

Xiao Yun had to give it a try.    

He waved his hand and did not let Badao continue talking. He only said, "The degree of training is a little higher, a little more. Don't be afraid of overtraining and training people to death. I think you haven't pushed him to the true limit. If he has reached the limit... He won't have the strength to let you see that he's up to no good."    

Badao opened his mouth wide.    

For a moment, he didn't quite understand what Xiao Yun meant.    

He couldn't help but wonder if Xiao Yun wanted to use his hand to tire Third Zhang to death.    

But it did not make sense...    

He did not want to think about it. He just sighed and continued to walk towards the backyard.    

Xiao Yun looked at his back, sighed, and shook his head.    

In fact, he knew that Badao's visit this time was just an excuse. What he wanted to say the most and what he wanted to do the most was to leave the backyard and go out with Xiao Yun.    

In his heart, perhaps wandering outside was the real life. He never liked peace.    

"The thing that worries me the most is actually your Jianghu habits."    

Xiao Yun laughed bitterly, then led the carriage towards the Imperial Palace once again.    

The main reason why he was in such a hurry was actually that the pipe in the Ninth Princess's throat must be removed!    

...    

It was still the Imperial Study. When the door opened, a wave of heat assaulted them, causing them to feel itchy in their noses.    

Xiao Yun stood at the door for a while before he walked forward to check on Nine's condition.    

She did not have a fever. Although she had not completely woken up, she was already fine.    

The inflammation in her throat had finally disappeared, but the bamboo tube and her skin had also become somewhat adhesive.    

Xiao Yun quickly used his knife to remove the rotting flesh. He pulled out the bamboo tube and inserted the needle into it, quickly stitching the wound.    

He then checked his swallowing ability.    

He only nodded his head in relief when everything was as he had expected. He turned around and cupped his hands to His Majesty. He smiled softly and said, "It is a good thing that I did not fail the mission. As long as the wound on the throat is not inflamed... It was only that it was not swollen and festering, Nine would be fine."    

Xiao Yun naturally did not have any anti-inflammatory medicine in his hands.    

However, the medicine to stimulate blood and remove blood and stasis could not be used by anyone. It could not be used to touch the wound, but it could be applied on both sides of the wound, causing the fresh blood to flow quickly. When her body's resistance was increased, it should not be a big problem.    

His Majesty finally sighed. Then, he laughed bitterly. "Actually, Zhen sees that pipe standing there every day. Zhen is afraid that she would suddenly wake up. After seeing it, there is only shock and fear that she will not wake up... These few days they followed your instructions and forcefully send some food into it. But the amount was very small. In just a few days, Nine had become much thinner. "    

Xiao Yun said, "Her illness is like a mountain collapsing, and her illness is like silk being pulled out. If Nine was not too young, she could actually use needles, but... there are also side effects. The peasants really did not dare to do that."    

His Majesty sighed again.    

He knew that the Ninth Princess was no longer in big trouble, so he did not want to say anything more on this topic.    

After all, there was nothing more depressing than making him powerless in front of the Ninth Princess.    

He was the Son of Heaven! There should be nothing in this world that he couldn't do.    

But in reality... there were too many such things.    

"Today, you came over. I heard from them that you brought a lot of people and a carriage?"    

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "His Majesty has already paid the advance, how could the peasants dare to delay? His Majesty, please give the order for the craftsmen to come in. If the set of tools is ready, ___ said. The study could still be warmer than it was now. However, it will not be as hot as it is now. "    

"Alright, Zhen will do as you say."    

The craftsmen of Xiao family had seen the world, but they had never seen such a big world!    

They had never thought that they would one day come to the Imperial Palace, much less see the Emperor.    

Of course, they had never actually seen the Emperor.    

After all, from the moment they entered, they didn't dare to raise their heads or look in the direction of the Emperor.    

In the beginning, they were all trembling and their hands and feet were trembling.    

However, as they started to work, their skills gradually stabilized and they became more and more efficient when doing things.    

His Majesty's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Saint Xiao, your Xiao family's craftsmen are not bad, why don't..."    

"This cannot be given to His Majesty!"    

Before His Majesty could say it, Xiao Yun cut off his thoughts.    

This made His Majesty very unhappy. The corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and he was ready to put on a serious front. At least, it would be better to teach Xiao Yun a lesson or two. It would be better to vent his anger, wouldn't it?    

But before His Majesty could think of a way to break through, Xiao Yun had someone put the armor in front of him.    

The fake person stood in the middle of the room, wearing a set of armor.    

It was clearly a fake person, but it gave off a murderous aura, causing the temperature in the room to drop by several degrees.    

His Majesty suddenly stood up from his seat and asked in shock, "What... is this?!"    

"Xiao family, Divine Martial Armor."