Chapter Seventy-Seven: Lost Pictures

When I returned to the camp tent and began to prepare my luggage for the trip, there were few things to collect, so I only took a few changes of clothes, brought a few things for daily use, and sorted out the weapons in the cabinet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

These armor maps are the secrets of the Northwest Army, and if she wants to go out, she must find someone to keep them, if they are stolen, it will be a big trouble.

She flipped through them one by one, and suddenly her face changed color, and she shouted: "Yunmo, Yunmo." ā€

Yunmo hurriedly ran over, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Guo Wenying shouted: "Who has entered my camp and moved my drawings?"

Yunmo was inexplicable, "No one came in, the adult's tent is very strictly guarded, and no acquaintance will let him get close." What did you lose about it?"

Guo Wenying took a deep breath, "The page of the armory diagram that made the fire gun was lost." ā€

If the crossbow she designed was a secret, and the guns and artillery were secrets of secrets, she was usually very careful to lock them in the cabinet, and she carried the keys with her, so why did she lose them?

Fortunately, she wanted to modify the function of the artillery half a month ago, found out the drawings of the artillery, and stuffed it under the bed after the change, and took it out if she didn't understand it in the past few days. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the drawing will be lost.

Who the hell can get close to her, and steal the weapon map without knowing it?

was full of suspicion in his heart, and instructed Yunmo, "You go and talk to the prince quietly, don't let people know." ā€

Yunmo answered and hurriedly ran out.

Guo Wenying sat on the bed, her mind was spinning to think about who was most likely, and there were only a few people who had come to her camp, Deng Jiucheng, Lu Weixin, Chu Tang, Feng Jingting, Yunmo, and Fang Yuntang. Could it be one of these people? She couldn't figure out why they would steal her weapon if it was one of them?

The most unlikely of these people is Feng Jingting, because the cannon is his, the gun is his, and even she is his person, if he wants these manufacturing drawings, she will hand them over at any time, and there is no need to steal them at all. So the first thing she looked for was Feng Jingting, and at this time, he could only make up his mind.

After waiting for a while, Yunmo came back, and said in a low voice: "The prince said that this should not be silent in advance, let the adults relax and enter the capital, and he will send someone to find out." ā€

Seeing Guo Wenying looking at him steadily, he suddenly felt a panic in his heart, and hurriedly knelt down, "Lord Mingjian, I never took it, Yunmo swears, Yunmo is the prince's person, and Yunmo's family is pinched in the hands of the prince." ā€

Guo Wenying sighed, "I didn't doubt you, you get up." She naturally knew that it was impossible for him, if he wasn't someone Feng Jingting trusted, how could he be by her side?

She rolled up the drawings, put them in a bamboo tube and handed them to Yunmo, "You go and take them to the prince, and let him find someone to keep them properly." ā€

In fact, it didn't matter if the picture was lost, it was the first draft of her original drawing, although the shape was the same as the one she used now, but she made a small change in the torch. Since then, I have never been free, and I have not redrawn a new picture.

The fire gun made with that picture has an obvious flaw, if it is used for a long time and the gun barrel is too hot, it will be fried and bored, and the whole hand will be blown up and the flesh will be blurred. In fact, this happened at the beginning of the experiment, and she still feels sorry for the hapless soldier.

It's a pity, you said that the hands of the people who took the drawings should be so painful!

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The prince's return to Beijing was naturally huge, escorted by 5,000 soldiers along the way, led by Xu Hai, escorted by Xu Heng, as for Guo Wenying, she was just an ornament behind the prince's buttocks.

Lu Weixin originally wanted to follow, but after a day of noisy, he asked Feng Jingting to pull him out, and he was honest after hitting the board.

Thinking of the time when he was about to go out, Lu Weixin looked at himself, like the eyes of a small pet that had been abandoned, Guo Wenying laughed in her heart, she didn't go for a while, at most a month, as for being so inseparable?

But she had been with him since she entered the barracks, and the two had never been separated, and when she was about to leave, she felt that something was missing. Although Lu Weixin's temperament is not so cute, he is very good to himself and obedient, and he is really a good brother and friend.

Lu Weixin came to see him off early in the morning while no one was paying attention, and quietly dragged Guo Wenying to the side, "Wenying, when are you coming back?"

Guo Wenying said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will be back in a month." ā€

He was reluctant, "Then you must come back." ā€

"Yes, definitely. ā€

There was a determined look on her delicate little face, and Lu Weixin's heart trembled when she saw it, and she inexplicably felt that her butt didn't hurt so much. He grinned, showing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, his Wenying is really good-looking at any time.

The two were talking, at this time Dingguo Gong's carriage was already waiting outside the camp, Dingguo Gong Guo Yixian stood respectfully next to the car, saw Feng Jingting come out, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Xia Guan has seen the prince." ā€

Feng Jingting smiled, "I'm going to bother the prince along the way." ā€

"The prince is polite, and the next official will serve the prince well all the way. ā€

"Then thank you Grandpa Guo. ā€

The two of them said a few polite words and boarded the carriage respectively.

Guo Wenying was about to get on her horse, but when she saw Feng Jingting's cold eyes sweeping over, she trembled in her heart, and she could only obediently jump off the horse and get into his carriage.

Seeing her follow, Feng Jingting's face softened slightly, but he still said in a strange manner: "What's the matter?"

Guo Wenying dared to say 'yes', and said with a smile: "Who dares to be angry with the prince, the lower officials have always respected the prince." In the eyes of the lower officials, the prince is the stars in the sky shining brightly, making people dare not look up. ā€

Such words came out of her mouth, and somehow immediately changed their taste. Feng Jingting snorted and ignored her, only asked Yunmo to come in and serve tea.

The carriage walked slowly, he didn't speak along the way, and Guo Wenying didn't bother to find something to say. She didn't want to ride in the carriage in the first place, and she felt even more uncomfortable guarding him, so naturally she wouldn't be close to him.

Fortunately, Feng Jingting didn't pay attention to her, holding the book and reading it all the way, only occasionally ordering tea and food, all of which were done by Yunmo, which saved a lot of things.

The team walked for two days, changed ships in Xunyang, and then traveled by land for three days, and arrived in Kyoto on the second day.

In fact, if he went directly by land and hurried up, he would have arrived in three or four days, but he didn't know why he had to take the water route, and he was delayed for two or three days in vain.

The land of Xunyang, the most famous is Mengze Lake, where the endless water surface, abundant aquatic products, waterways extend in all directions, bringing all kinds of trade, a lake feeds the people of a county.

When Juque sailed into Mengze Lake, Guo Wenying felt that his eyes were moistened by the turquoise water, and the dry winter became charming. The boatgirl's singing is bursting, and the willow branches on the shore have no leaves but also shake the feeling of spring breeze.

The surface of the lake and the river are very different, looking out of the boat port, there are many exquisite painted boats, lacquered mahogany, carved railings, pear flower curtains, in and out or pink girls or clever little girls, as soon as the curtain is lifted, there is laughter. But what she liked the most was the picture of a pair of fishermen and daughter working together to close the net, the old and young were smiling, and the beautiful face of the girl was reflected in the lake water.