After returning from Fuhe Hall to Xiuyan Pavilion, Jiang Xingjian's anger settled in his heart and could not be dissipated for a long time.
Song Wan's attitude towards his resistance was too obvious, which made him extremely concerned.
"Xing Jian?"
Lin Jiayue got down weakly, put on her embroidered shoes and sat next to him. Seeing Jiang Xingjian's serious expression, he couldn't help but cautiously said, "But what's the matter?"
The death of Jiang Jingtong and Aunt Zhou had a huge impact on her. Now Lin Jiayue has finally restrained her flamboyant temper, but she has gone from one extreme to another.
"Did I do something to make you angry again?"
Jiang Xingjian pinched his eyebrows and said calmly no.
Lin Jiayue suddenly began to panic. She could feel the other person's coldness. This alienation made her feel cold all over and felt weak in her heart. She didn't dare to ask, so she could only murmur in a low voice, mumbling over and over again.
Annoyed by what she said, Jiang Xingjian told her that Song Wan would rather hurt his hand than take over the power of managing the Marquis's family.
"But...it's just an injury to my hand, and it won't delay my family affairs."
Jiang Xingjian lowered his eyes, feeling disappointed in his heart. He couldn't bear to talk about these anymore and asked about firearms again.
"I will take you to see the power of that firearm the day after tomorrow."
After saying that, Lin Jiayue lowered her head and covered her eyes with a guilty conscience: "Why don't you... Why don't you tell Concubine Jiang? I'm afraid she is also anxious to know the situation."
That was her only trump card now. After all, Concubine Jiang gave birth to a prince, so she must value this kind of murder weapon more than Jiang Xingjian.
Lin Jiayue lowered her head, clutching the hem of her clothes and not daring to speak.
"I'll have someone send a letter to the palace."
Lin Jiayue exhaled deeply and felt relieved.
Three days later, in the morning, she got up early to change clothes and wash herself. After everything was done, Qian Bi handed her a gauze hat. Lin Jiayue grabbed the curtain hat that covered her waist and was lost in thought. After a long time, she still compromised and put it on.
The moment the carriage drove out of the Marquis' Mansion, Lin Jiayue felt her eyes burning and she almost cried. It had only been more than a month since she entered the Hou Mansion, but she felt like half a lifetime had passed.
The car curtains were gently rolled up by the wind, and Jiang Xingjian saw Lin Jiayue bowing slightly to the window with a pious expression, sniffing the smell outside.
Seeing her like this, he suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.
The man raised his hand to lift the car curtain. Lin Jiayue could no longer hold back and called out to Brother Xingjian.
"We'll go to the barren mountains in a while. I'll get off the car with you and walk around."
Lin Jiayue pursed her lips and took a long time to say thank you.
Standing on the barren mountain were several men with white faces and no beards. They were thin and had high-pitched voices. As soon as they saw the two of them, they all came up to salute. Lin Jiayue stood behind Jiang Xingjian and did not dare to speak, for fear that she would do something that would affect others or be life-threatening.
"It's okay. There's no need to avoid suspicion in front of the father-in-law."
Jiang Xingjian asked someone to move a large box out of the carriage, and Lin Jiayue opened the box and began to think about it carefully.
She had someone customize the things separately, and each piece had a pattern on it that no one in the world could understand except herself.
After thinking about it, Lin Jiayue quickly assembled it.
Jiang Xingjian and the eunuchs saw her putting some unknown things into bamboo knots, and then taking out some yellow paper and wrapping them outside. After being busy for most of an hour, Lin Jiayue made two huge and stupid things. Paper box.
She bit her lip, lowered her head and said, "Without professional equipment now, I can't make anything more sophisticated. I can only show the prototype of this firearm to the Queen."
Lin Jiayue wiped the sweat from her palms anxiously, and after having someone carefully move the paper box to a distance, Lin Jiayue stood aside with a dull expression.
She didn't know if this thing would explode.
Before she met Jiang Xingjian, the place where she lived was remote and close to the mountains, and wolves would appear in the village from time to time.
In order to drive away the wolves, the recipe for making firecrackers has been passed down from generation to generation in the village. During that half-month, her family was supposed to take the firecrackers and hang them up in the mountains, but this family was working in the fields every day, so the job was left to her.
At that time, she suddenly arrived in this ghost place where the sky and the sky were not responding and the earth and the earth were not working. How could she care about the firecrackers and the wolves?
She was too lazy to do anything, so she hid everything in the cellar of her home.
Later, one day she heard from the villagers that there were wolves at the foot of the mountain, and a young man from outside was trapped. She was so frightened that she ran down the mountain holding the firecrackers she had saved for a long time.
As soon as she saw Jiang Xingjian, she bundled all the firecrackers together, lit them, and threw them over.
The firecrackers in the village were not very lethal, but they were overwhelmingly large. When a whole bundle of firecrackers was thrown out that day, Lin Jiayue felt a loud noise, as if a big hole had been opened in the sky.
A burst of thick black smoke rolled past, the wolves dispersed, and Jiang Xingjian was shaken to the point of unconsciousness.
She took care of her for a long time, and when Jiang Xingjian woke up and asked her what she had used, she casually said that she was from a hermit clan in China, and that the thing she just made was a peerless firearm that could withstand the killing of thousands of troops. The power is huge.
She never thought that Jiang Xingjian would believe it, just like she never thought that Jiang Jing would lose his life just because he read a few romance novels.
Lin Jiayue looked at the cardboard box in the distance and bit her lip.
She found this thing from several firecracker workshops. Although it was just a huge firecracker with a modified gunpowder ratio, she added a few bamboo flours to the paper box and two barrels of tung oil to the other.
She didn't know if it would explode, but she could only place a bet.
"It's done, but it's a little rough and the time is a little short. If the effect is not good, I will make some improvements in the future."
Jiang Xingjian nodded, and the eunuchs also watched with interest. When Lin Jiayue could no longer stop him, he said that someone needed to detonate it with a rocket.
"Bring me the bow."
The eunuch brought a lighted feather arrow, and Jiang Xingjian drew the bow and released the arrow in one go, shooting the first arrow on the paper box.
The paper box burned, but nothing changed.
Just as Lin Jiayue was about to open her mouth to make amends, everyone heard a loud bang, and the sky was filled with fire and rain. The fire rain is like tung oil exploding in the air. It will not be extinguished even if it falls everywhere, but will still burn vigorously. The tung oil collapsed on another paper box and soon exploded into flames all over the sky.
"It's on fire, it's on fire."
A middle-aged eunuch shouted at the top of his voice, and the barren mountain quickly started to burn.
Lin Jiayue looked at the flames shooting up in the sky and suddenly laughed like crazy.
After a long time, the fire was put out by the officers and soldiers of Hongpu Huoding who came from nearby.
Looking at the burned-out barren mountains, Lin Jiayue couldn't stop smiling.
"Congratulations to the Marquis, congratulations to the Marquis. The Marquis is really the reincarnation of Thunder God, a god descending to earth."
In the distance, an eunuch came forward in embarrassment and congratulated Jiang Xingjian. Even though everyone knew that these things were made by Lin Jiayue, no one said a word to her.
"If the Holy One knows that this thing has such power, he will definitely praise the Marquis."
"Your Majesty?"
Lin Jiayue murmured, and Jiang Xingjian said: "How can such firearms be in the hands of a noble family? I have to report it to the Holy One."
After helping Lin Jiayue get on the carriage, he slowly said: "With this thing, the Holy One will transfer me to the Shenshu Camp."
Lin Jiayue stared blankly at Jiang Xingjian, not knowing what to say.
This thing was originally something she kept in the back house for self-protection. She originally thought that Concubine Jiang would take it for herself and lay the foundation for the fifth prince to ascend the throne and seize power in the future. In this way, as long as she holds this recipe, she can sit back and relax in the back house of the Marquis Mansion.
But now the emperor is involved...
If the emperor would transfer him to the Shenshu camp as Jiang Xingjian said, wouldn't it mean that she would give up her amulet?
