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Outside the conscription point, the crowd was already overflowing. With so many people gathered, it was natural that many wished to join. After experiencing the dangers surrounding Yinzhou City, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, determined to make the Shu Cang Empire pay for its blood debts. The General's residence had even brought in victims from Chi Bai to publicly accuse the Shu Cang Empire of its various crimes, further inciting the already furious crowd. Supplies from the other sixteen relay stations and reinforcements continued to pour into Yinzhou City through its major gates.
Mo Wen also made a trip to the Jin Family Weapon Workshop, which had been contracted by Kao Shu Village. The sound of clanging metal filled the air; Li Erniu's manpower was already insufficient, so he had to discuss collaboration with Yin Qian. Yin Qian was straightforward and sent a large number of craftsmen over. Under Lao Liu's guidance in Kao Shu Village, they even utilized the flowing water in the workshop to create water-powered hammers, saving a lot of manual labor and allowing them to forge large items that ordinary craftsmen found difficult to handle. Once assembled, these large pieces would become siege weapons needed by the Jin Family Army.
After wandering around the weapon workshop, Mo Wen noticed that Li Erniu was busy distributing supplies while everyone else was occupied, leaving him as the only idler standing out. So he decided to leave the workshop. Upon stepping outside, he realized that night had fallen and the streetlights were already lit. Shaking his head at this sight, Mo Wen turned and headed toward the General's residence. The day had passed in the blink of an eye, and he felt he hadn't explored enough yet.
When he returned to his courtyard, he found the gate open. Mo Wen was already accustomed to this because there was a young master in the General's residence known as "the Scoundrel," who would come uninvited. If Mo Wen wasn't around, this scoundrel would even make tea for himself without hesitation.
"Ah, not bad, good tea, but..." Mo Wen took a sip and set down his cup, frowning.
"Oh." Hearing Mo Wen's words, Yin Jianren merely responded mechanically, indicating he understood what Mo Wen was about to say and that there was no need for further elaboration.
"But you know, the skill of this tea maker isn't very impressive; this exquisite tea tastes like roadside brew meant just to quench thirst." Mo Wen continued without acknowledging Yin Jianren.
"Cough! Hmm!" Upon hearing Mo Wen disparage his tea-making skills so harshly, Yin Jianren could no longer maintain his composure and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
"Oh? Brother Jianren, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? I just returned from Beast Garden and brought back some medicine for throat ailments; shall I brew some for you?" Mo Wen feigned concern and hurried over as if to check on Yin Jianren's health.
"Get lost! That medicine is for you; I have no use for it. Anyway, I came to find you because I have something to discuss. I assume my father has already mentioned it." Yin Jianren stopped sparring with Mo Wen.
"Senior Yin only said someone would be looking for me but didn't specify what it was about," Mo Wen replied as he took another sip of tea.
"Well, tomorrow at Mo Bao Fang there will be a Poetry Gathering aimed at boosting morale for our expedition..."
"Oh."
"...so I'm here to invite Big Dog Head to join us; your reputation as Poet Er Gou is admired by many," Yin Jianren said with a sideways glance at Mo Wen.
"Alright then, I'll come find you tomorrow."
"Uh..." Yin Jianren was momentarily speechless. "You agreed so readily?"
"I'm not agreeing to you; I'm agreeing to Senior Yin."
"Fine then, let's meet at the gate tomorrow morning." After saying this, Yin Jianren stood up and left the courtyard without lingering this time; he felt he couldn't stay any longer and needed to go back and seriously reflect on his tea-making skills. Could it really be as bad as Mo Wen claimed?
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