Emperor Kangxi had that idea, so he looked at Lao Shi with new eyes, and he handed over the Xishan Firearms Camp to Lao Shi.

At that time, the level of firearms in the Qing Dynasty was not much worse than that of the West, but it never developed, and others used foreign guns and cannons to open the country.

Lao Shi accepted this task, and just like the previous task, he went to work without saying a word. Anyway, he was just a piece of steel and there was no need to move it anywhere. He was used to it, and he didn't know where to go.

Unlike Prince Zhi, Prince Chengyin and the fourth and eighth masters, they have always worked in the same department or even the same position.

Even now, Master Jiu is very tight on the Mongolian economy. He cannot let the people there starve to death, and he must not let them be too happy. This degree must be grasped well and he must be absolutely sensitive to numbers. Except for Master Jiu,

There is currently no one more suitable than him.

When you go to the Xishan Firearms Camp, you can't be the same as before. You clock in to work every morning and come back in the afternoon. Basically, you have to eat and live in Xishan. In principle, it is a holiday and you can come back once a day. But in fact, when you get there,

I am stationed on the border and it would be good if I can come back once a month.

Yuan Wense was a little reluctant to leave Lao Shi. She could only blame: "Master is there. Xiao Liu must be missing Amma. Even though the older ones are said to be in school, they still have to see Master every night before they can sleep."

Be safe."

Old Eleven laughed a little when he heard this: "Then, you don't miss me?"

Yuan Wen gave him a blank look and said nothing.

Lao Shi's heart felt as sweet as honey.

He grabbed Yuan Wense's hand in his big paw, gently squeezed the soft and boneless softness, and said: "Anyway, I haven't been able to do an errand for a long time. I heard that there was something small happening over there recently. Wait.

I have passed by, and the matter has been settled in three strokes, five by five, and two. Huang Ama must have moved his position to me. Don’t worry, it will only last half a year this year.”

Yuan Wense said unhappily: "It's April this year, it's still early. Will you come back once every five days?"

Lao Shi shook his head, "That probably won't work. I'll try to come back twice a month. If you miss me, just blame your sons. They are young anyway, so everything is normal."

Yuan Wense knew in his heart that he couldn't talk about his sons on a regular basis. It could only be used when something really happened at home. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to talk about things too much. Lao Shi was very shameless outside.

Of course, the way he wants face is different from what others think.

No matter how reluctant Yuan Wense was, he still wanted to send Lao Shi away. When he left, he loaded four or five carts of things for Lao Shi, which made Lao Shi laugh so hard.

Wherever you go, if there is anything missing, just let the slave ask for it. You don’t need to bother so much. If you just don’t have enough worry all day long, Little Fugua will just follow you!"

Yuan Wense was very happy to be scolded. She is not a worried person at all, okay? But it is quite beautiful to be praised like this.

"Then I'm just worried about you and my children. If you try it with someone else, I won't even look at them."

Yuan Wense's sweet words are at the level of a cannon, but Lao Shi's resistance is also very strong after eating too much: "Forget it, I don't know about you yet, if it were your sister-in-law Ninth, you would be worried just as much."

snort.

It's wrong to worry about the same. My father is so important, and my children are so important. Can you treat Sister-in-law Jiu as the same as our family?
Chapter completed!