Shen Yi didn't say anything; the two walked side by side to the inner courtyard. They both knew, although Master Feng Han's action was trying to find death, what he had spoken of was not unreasonable.

Later, as the common folk mechanics were restricted, from then on, everything would be relying on Ling Shu Institute. How many new technologies could be produced in a year? What was more, Ling Shu Institute would forever put military armors as their utmost priority. Would there be any room left for the development of technologies for civilians in the future?

Shen Yi: "Is there any way to save him?"

Gu Yun looked up at the other end of the capital, engulfing in the light of the setting sun, breathing out white smoke: "I don't know, I will try my best."

Shen Yi nodded. After a while, he suddenly said: "Marshal, I grew up here in the capital, but sometimes I feel that I cannot breathe."

Gu Yun handed over the jug of wine without a word.

Shen Yi chugged down his own family home-brewed wine, and the strong liquor rushed up. He reached out and patted Gu Yun's back: "They are all preparing for your birthday celebration, don't wear a blank expression out in there later."

Two people then stood in the curving hallway, each taking turns, sip by sip, to finish the entire wine jug.

Wine could solve worries, warm the blood, add beauty, make people put any large ordeals behind them, and temporarily relax.

However, as soon as he entered the room, Gu Yun was still shocked.

Many broken puppets in the manor had all been taken out by Ge Chen. No one knew how long it took for him to repair them all. A group of large iron faces were moving normally and swiftly back and forth.

Another group of puppets had been unloaded of armor and weapons, lined up in a row, each hand holding a satin fan, dancing in the yard - Cao Niangzi was the only human of flesh and blood, dressed in brightly colored clothing, leading the dance.

Gu Yun: "..."

Shen Yi shook his head and praised: "Truly a genius."

Gu Yun: "...Huh?"

Shen Yi put his hand around Gu Yun's shoulder: "Ge Chen, that kid, truly is a genius. Whenever I remember that the first Light and Heavy Armors that this genius handled were given by me, I am simply... I could only wish to kidnap him and bring him with me to the Southern Frontier."

Gu Yun: "..."

He always felt that these words of General Shen were somewhat strange.

Chang Geng really did cook a bowl of noodles for Gu Yun. Last time he only dropped in an egg, even mixing eggshells in with it. This time that Chang Geng came back, returning to the kitchen once more, his skill truly could not be compared to before.