The pavilions along the way were already crowded. The old servants who drove the car, even if they held the certificate, were not allowed to enter. After asking for some of the fodder, they returned disappointed.

"What county is ahead?" asked the scribe in the car.

"It's Guangzong County." The old servant replied.

"In this way, let's go to Guangzong City to live in the city of Guangzong." said the scholar.

"Here." The old slave was ordered to board the car. The sun was drifting across the west and arrived at the outer capital pavilion of Guangzong City.

Far away from the river, the refugees became increasingly rare. After entering Guangzong City, they saw porridge sheds and hungry people gathered. In the land of Jizhou, all cities all offered porridge to provide relief to the victims, but how could they get a drop in the bucket? The locusts in the thirty-two counties and states overflowed, and hundreds of thousands of households were displaced. Jizhou was poisoned, and the people were hungry and hungry, and hungry were everywhere. How could it be saved?

The foul odor that mixed with filth did not dissipate for a long time. The old slave activated the slow horse and accelerated to avoid it.

"Stop." The scribe in the car suddenly said.

The old servant pulled the reins when he heard the sound. The carriage stopped slowly.

"Why did my dad stop?" The girl was still childish.

"Look at Ning'er." Following the scribe's fingers, the girl looked through the curtain. After a moment, Chi said, "I only saw refugees, but not others."

"How is this refugee different from what he saw before?" the scribe asked with a smile.

"What's the difference..." The girl sniffed subconsciously, and the girl's eyes lit up: "This place is odorless."

"That's right." The scholar said, "Although the refugees here showed hungry faces, their eyes were shining. They were well-organized and sat without being confused. The leader must be unfair, and they were ordinary people. Let's get off the car and look at it."

"Dad came to Hebei to find this person?" the girl asked again.

"Eight out of ten." The scribe replied with a smile.

When he saw a scholar, his fairy spirit came slowly. Among the refugees, an elder stood up to greet him: "Why did you come from your feet?"

"I dare to ask my father-in-law, where is the virtuous teacher?" The scholar bowed.

"Who is the one who can do it?" the elder asked again.

"Tianshi Dao, Zhang Ji, Nanyang, come to visit me." The scholar replied.

"It was originally a fellow disciple." The elder hurriedly saluted: "My wise master went out a month ago and sent fushui to save people. He returned yesterday. Later, I went inside and reported it."

“Hard work.”

After a moment, three brothers stepped forward to greet him: "Zhang Jiao (Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao), Julu, have met Zhang Sishi."

"I am Zhang Ji, my successor is my elder brother." The scholar replied with a smile.

"It was because of the 'Second Master' who was disrespectful." Zhang Jiao immediately changed his words.

"I dare not." said the scholar.

"Although you and I have come from the same school, they all have their own opinions. With the river as the boundary, they are clearly divided. My believers have never crossed the line. I don't know why the second heirs came from?" Zhang Jiao asked on the head.

"I'm not hiding it. I came here at the order of my father and asked the wise master to go south to discuss the Tao." The scholar replied.

"Master Zhang Tian asked me to discuss the truth?" Zhang Jiao frowned slightly.

The scribe nodded happily: "That's right."

Zhang Jiao shook his head: "It is rumored that Zhang Tianshi has attained enlightenment in the mountains and is about to become immortal. At such a critical moment, why should I wait with us and be useless to lose my lips and tongue?"

The literati replied: "My father wanted to pass on what he had learned throughout his life to the wise teacher."

Zhang Bao blurted out: "Does Master Zhang Tian want to accept us as his disciples!"

"It's unknown." The scribe smiled implicitly.

Ji State, Linxiangcheng, the main palace of the royal palace.

Su Bo took the order to enter the palace in a hurry. Liu Bei took the oil bottle and looked at him: "Your Majesty Su can recognize this thing."

Su Bo took it with both hands, sniffed it gently, and then applied the bottle plug with his little finger, grind it carefully, and then looked at the oil stains. Then he replied: "This thing is called 'Jiaoyu Oil'."

"What is Jiaoyu oil?" Liu Bei asked hurriedly.

"Rumored that there are mermaids outside the South China Sea. Mermaids are good at weaving and can weave 'shark silk' that cannot be wet into water, and tear into beads. The dragon fish oil is mermaid paste. It is very flammable and can burn for several days without extinction. Legend has it that in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, there is an eternal lamp made of mermaid oil. 'Use mermaid paste as a candle, and those who are immortal for a long time' is this thing." Su Bo replied.

"Mermaid paste?" How could Liu Bei believe it in the world?

In fact, the South China Sea mermaids have been widely circulated throughout the ages.

As recorded in "Taiping Guangji": Sea mermaids, sea mermaids, are found in the East China Sea. The largest ones are five or six feet long, shaped like people, with eyebrows, eyes, mouth, nose, hands and claws, and heads all of them are beautiful women. The skin and flesh are as white as jade, without scales, with fine hair, five or two inches long. The hair is like a ponytail, five or six feet long. The yin shape is no different from that of a husband and a woman. They are often obtained by widows and widows in the sea, and they are raised in ponds. When they are in harmony, they are no different from others, nor are they hurting people.

"That's right." Su Bo said: "This thing is flammable. It can be ignited without open fire and sun exposure."

Apart from the incredible "mermaid paste", Liu Bei thought of another thing.

White phosphorus is soft, brittle when cold, darker in light, and easy to ignite. It can catch fire when it is about 40 degrees (40℃) in moisture. It can even accumulate heat due to friction or slow oxidation. It only takes a local temperature to reach 40 degrees and can burn.

People at that time said that the eternal lights in the tomb of Shihuang also recorded that "the whale paste is used as a lamp."

In other words, the "mermaid paste" in the tooth oil bottle may be "whale paste". It is made of whale naphtha oil and mixed with white phosphorus.

Think deeper. Heluo Dead Soldiers kept fighting crossbows. The gears kept biting, and even the temperature surged. As long as the local temperature increased beyond the ignition point of the white phosphorus, the tooth oil injected in the crossbow frame would catch fire and burn. Whale cereal oil is famous for resistant to burning. It is said that every cubic meter of whale cereal oil can burn for 5,000 days. This can ensure that the "extinct one will last for a long time" in the tomb of Shihuang.

So, a bottle of "mermaid paste" can burn the soul-chasing crossbow into charred wood.

"This is a forbidden object from the Mo family in the pre-Qin period. I wonder where the lord came from," Su Bo asked.

"The forbidden objects in the pre-Qin period appeared in Nanyang." Liu Bei then informed the origin of this object.

"My lord is it that someone is selling soul-chasing crossbow in Nanyang?" Su Bo's expression said everything.

"That's right." Liu Bei's eyes were clear and unrest: "From this, the right chief Jia Xu speculated that he would build a museum and his crossbow-making skills might have been leaked."

"How is this possible..." Su Bo's face was bloodless for a moment.

Seeing that his reaction was not as if he had done a false act. Liu Bei then advised: "Since the war between Guangzong, the two sects of Momen merged. Since then, the Momen's children have gone north. Among them, there are many craftsmen, masters of craftsmen, and masters of the government, and they will be included in the museum. It is not known that the mix of fish and dragons, and even the skills are leaked."

"The lord is clear and the old minister has nothing to say." Su Bo bowed again, and burst into tears. Although there were ten thousand people in his heart who did not believe it, as the lord said, "mermaid paste" and "soul-chasing crossbow" were pre-Qin and today's Han. One up and one, two heavy objects of the Momen appeared in Nanyang at the same time. How can the Momen be cleared? What's more, today, the Momen is unified and merged into Ji Kingdom. There is no longer any distinction between Ming and hidden.

It is hard to blame for building a museum.

Liu Bei comforted, "Don't be sad. I am not in harmony with the traitors in the world. Along the way, I rely on 'the ministers of the guards are unremittingly inside, and loyal and determined people forget their bodies outside'. Su Bo came to surrender since he was young, and he has been like a day. How could he be suspicious after being lonely?"

"Old minister, I'm so grateful."

On the official road of Nanyang, the old horse cart was still coming slowly.

An old slave driving, with a childish face and a strong spirit.

The girl in the car asked in a pretty voice: "Dad, where are you going?"
Chapter completed!