Wen Jinhe raised his eyebrows and stared at Fei Yi, then said with a smile: "Then you are not afraid of losing your life if you stay here all day?"
"Forehead."
Fei Yi's eyes were full of excitement, "Actually, I'm always afraid, but the gunpowder the princess mentioned is really attractive to me. If it is really produced, then when our army from Beidi Kingdom arrives on the battlefield, it will simply be an attack." I am invincible and invincible, and my name may be immortalized along with the princess.”
Wen Jinhe glanced at the soldiers guarding the Western Zhou Dynasty to prevent anyone from leaking out. She specifically asked Lu Jue to bring someone to guard her.
"We must pay attention to safety. I don't want to hear what happened yesterday again. Things are not as important as human lives." Wen Jinhe thought of yesterday afternoon when Man Dong took the money to the dead worker's house.
The parents only saw compensation money, while the wife and children lay on the coffin and cried bitterly.
After asking around, I found out that the man was adopted.
The adoptive parents later gave birth to a younger son, and they began to treat the adopted son badly. They made him work all day long and abused him when he was a child.
When he grew up, he got married and his whole family served his adoptive parents. He was treated as a human being and his usual sleeping place was next to the pig pen.
So Wen Jinhe simply decided to let the man's wife and the child separate from that family, and the pension would be enough for her to take the child until adulthood.
The deputy lieutenant in charge of tracking quickly returned to Nancheng with his people. He immediately found Song Zhiyuan and told him what he saw along the way, "Sir Song, those businessmen have hidden their identities and have absolutely no good intentions. They are treating the people of Beidi Kingdom." There is no mercy, which is probably not good!”
Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly, thinking of the scene when he saw the three people in the coal mine. He suddenly thought of something, looked up at the city wall that was still being heightened and built, turned around and ran towards the inn.
Wen Jinhe was leaning on the couch. The sugar orange she was peeling in her hand now had no outer layer. She was tearing off the fascia on it. "Is there a way to enter the Snow Country to inquire for information without alerting the defenders?"
Song Zhiyuan shook his head and explained dejectedly: "The guards there are very strict. If you want to break in, you have to fight hard or fly over from the sky."
Wen Jinhe's eyes moved and he breathed lightly, "A black spot suddenly appeared in the sky among the vast snow-capped mountains. It's too eye-catching."
Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows in surprise. The princess really wanted to fly there. People don't have wings like birds. They can't fly at all. No matter how good their qinggong is, they can't fly on the snow. The most they can do is jump on the roof. .
"Princess, what I'm worried about is that those three people have already been to Nancheng, and anthracite can solve the heating problem in the Snow Country. Will they ignore the wealth of Shuonan City and attack the capital after first conquering the thirteen northern cities?"
Wen Jinhe put the orange segment into his mouth. The juice was full and sweet. "If they dare to come, I'm afraid they won't be able to fight to the capital again."
Song Zhiyuan's temples twitched as he thought of the things Wen Jinhe had done.
With Princess Che's prestige in the Thirteen Cities in the North, I don't know how many people will volunteer to fight.
In addition to the "farming" tools that have been cast and stored in the warehouse, although they are not as good as the regular army, they are still capable of fighting.
After all, how many people could attack the city wall that towered into the sky in Nancheng? It was nothing to worry about.
Lu Hongan successfully blended into the queue of shops and left Kyoto.
The store clerk responsible for transporting goods to the capital looked at him from a cart and asked curiously: "You are so young, how can your family trust you to follow us for such a long distance?"
Lu Hongan hugged his knees and lowered his head. He felt strong loss and sadness all over his body, "I was adopted by my father many years ago. My mother disliked me, so my father had no choice but to kick me out of the house. I had no other place to go." , I had no choice but to go back to my hometown in the capital, where my own grandmother is.”
The waiter looked at his skinny appearance and sighed deeply, pitifully taking out a bun from his arms, "You're hungry? Eat it. It's still hot."
Lu Hongan raised his eyes fearfully, blinking, slowly reached out to take the bun in his hand, and took a bite carefully.
Then the waiter watched as he devoured the buns in three or five mouthfuls, as if he was afraid that someone was going to rob him.
On the hillside outside the south city.
Mu Mingqian looked at the people standing on the dry grass playing with the hot air balloon. The cold wind blew on his face, and it even stung a little. Can it really fly?
Don't fall apart halfway and be doomed.
Wen Jinhe looked at the lit burner and wanted to step into the hanging basket with one foot, but Man Dong held him back, "Princess, you'd better not go up, just let He Shi and the others do it."
Assuming that they really fell from mid-air, He Shi and the others knew some martial arts and were relatively strong. The hillside wasn't too high, so they should be able to save their lives.
The same cannot be said for the princess, who will be disabled even if she is not dead.
Wen Jinhe looked at the three of them and said, "If I don't go up, will you drive? Don't worry, I made the things and they are absolutely safe."
Mu Mingqian, who was eating melon and waiting on the side, was caught off guard and was pulled into the hanging basket by Wen Jinhe, "Princess, I don't have to go up. It's so cold. My body is just fine. I don't know martial arts and I don't know anything." , it’s like a drag bottle.”
Mu Mingqian waved his hands and retreated. He was timid and didn't want to die.
"He Shi, pull him up. Several more people must learn how to do it. I don't have time to teach him one by one." Wen Jinhe stood in the hanging basket and directed the two men to carry Mu Mingqian in.
Lu Qi and Lu Jue stood on the hillside, watching helplessly as Wen Jinhe took Zhao Bi, He Shi, Man Dong and Mu Mingqian into the air.
I saw the hot air balloon flying higher and higher, and soon it drifted away, and only a colorful shadow could be seen.
Lu Jue kept moving his feet on the ground, feeling a little restless, "Brother, you really don't need to catch up, otherwise you won't be able to find the body if it falls."
Lu Qi held the knife and stood motionless, looking very calm, "What are you afraid of? You don't know what the princess is capable of. How many things in Nancheng are made by the princess. This hot air balloon must be fine. Let's just listen to the princess." , just wait here for them to come back.”
Lu Jue lowered his eyes and noticed that the veins on his eldest brother's hand holding the knife were bulging. This man was obviously also afraid.
The five people standing on the hanging basket looked at the increasingly smaller ground, and could even see the appearance of Nancheng.
It's getting colder and colder, so I should wear more clothes.
Wen Jinhe carefully taught the Westerners how to use and control the hot air balloon. After the demonstration, he asked each of them to do it by themselves. After they were all taught, they returned to the hillside.
When the two Lu brothers saw the hot air balloon floating back, they rushed forward to grab the rope and fixed it on the hillside.
Wen Jinhe hugged the cloak tightly. Even though he was wearing gloves, his fingers were a little frozen. "Mu Mingqian, find ten people to learn how to make a hot air balloon and how to control it, and then sneak into the snow country with them to learn the details of the other party." Check it out clearly, and remember to use white as a whole so it’s not easy to spot.”
