"What? Qi Ling wants to buy the firecracker workshop in the south of the city first? ”

In Luoyang City, in the hall of an ordinary house, a middle-aged man in a navy blue arrow-sleeved robe sat on the top and asked condescendingly, "What is the situation?" You kid tell me about it! ”

There was a black and thin young man kneeling on the yellow earth under the hall, and he replied respectfully: "I heard that the workshop was originally the property of the Qi family, and when the Qi family was guilty, it was taken away by the government, but for some reason it has not been sold, and it has been abandoned for four years, and the weeds in the workshop are half a person high......

The thin black boy replied to the news in detail. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The middle-aged man was born quite well, but he had a hooked nose, which added a bit of yin.

Fingers lightly tapped on the armrest of the official hat chair, and the middle-aged man said: "Qi Lingxian is not an emotional person, and he will never buy back a useless broken shop at a high price for the sake of the face of his ancestors." Well, maybe there's some secret hidden in that workshop. ”

Wait, firecracker workshop?

Firecracker?! Gunpowder!

The middle-aged man had a flash of inspiration in his mind, stood up suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Someone! ”

Whoosh!

The middle-aged man's voice fell, and several black shadows flashed in, and they all bowed in unison: "The subordinates are here!" ”

"Exploring the south of the city tonight, even if it is three feet into the ground, I must give me a good search of that workshop."

The middle-aged man commanded in a deep voice, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

Last night, they had just dug in the cemetery for most of the night, and only dug up a few gossip plates, according to the brothers who knew feng shui, they were used to drive away evil spirits and bad luck, and there was nothing abnormal.

I did most of the night's work, but I didn't gain anything, as the leader of this operation, the middle-aged man was not angry and in a hurry!

"Yes, as ordered!"

Several sturdy men answered in unison, but their eyes were already bloodshot.

……

It was getting late, the family sat around for dinner, and Qi Lingxian and Qi Jinzhi went to the study.

"How? Is there any movement in the cemetery? ”

Qi Lingxian's face was not very good-looking, if he could, he really didn't want to alarm the old ancestor. But for the safety of the Qi family, he and he can only grieve the ancestors.

"Well, the guards who stayed in the cemetery came back to report that a few black-clothed people had gone in in the dark last night and dug up all the gossip copper plates buried by the Mingxin Daoists,"

Qi Jinzhi said in a deep voice, with a hint of happiness in his tone, "Fortunately, my father thought it out in advance and deliberately walked on the hillside outside the cemetery, plus a few veterans guarding the tomb deliberately disturbed and scared away those people, so they didn't disturb the ancestors." ”

Qi Lingxian couldn't forgive himself for this, and said to himself: "In the final analysis, I am still incompetent, and I actually use the old ancestors as a pretense, alas, like me, I don't have the face to see the ancestors when I die." ”

Qi Jinzhi was distressed and sad, "Father-" Qi family, how can I blame you?!

Qi Lingxian interrupted him and continued their plan, "I really didn't want to let them go home empty-handed yesterday. In this way, I guess they will go to the south of the city tonight, and you can personally bring a few people and bury something in first. ”

Qi Jinzhi bowed down and responded: "My son can save it!" ”

The father and son discussed some details, and then Qi Jinzhi took Qi Dayong and Liu Hu, changed into the clothes of ordinary farmers, avoided the eyes and ears of the secret surveillance, and quietly went out of the city.

In the middle of the night, there was silence everywhere, and more than a dozen black shadows deftly climbed over the city wall and rushed all the way towards the south post station in the south of the city.

In the dilapidated workshop, more than a dozen people are digging with hoes and shovels.

The floor tiles in the room were dug open, and large holes were dug out one after another; The walls were chiseled through, one hole after another; In the grassy yard, under the root of the wall, there were holes dug up......

It wasn't until dawn that a certain black-clothed man who was exhausted dug a dark compartment at the root of the back wall of the firewood room, and in the dark compartment was placed an iron box with a lock on the box.

The middle-aged man shook the palm-sized box, well, rustling, it seemed to be something like paper.

"Gunpowder recipe?"

The middle-aged man felt a wave of ecstasy in his heart, all the hard work of the busy night had been rewarded, he couldn't take a break, and ordered his men to hastily restore the scene, and he returned to the city quickly with the box.

……

The sky was bright, and Ji Gao ordered someone to go to Qi's house to spread the word, "The workshop is owned by the imperial court, and the market price is eight hundred taels of silver." If the Duke of Qi is interested, he can send a competent steward to the county government to go through the formalities. ”

Straight mother, what a black-hearted Ji Governor!

The corners of Qi Lingxian's mouth twitched, and he cursed secretly, but he still asked the steward to go to the government with the silver ticket.

An hour later, the firecracker workshop in the south of the city returned to the name of the Qi family.

Qi Lingtao returned it first, the most excited was actually Qi Lingtao, after he received the news, he personally took his two sons to the south of the city, pointing around the workshop, as if he was planning something.

Sure enough, after noon, Qi Lingtao found more than a dozen strong men, directly set fire to the barren grass in and around the yard, pushed the old house to it, re-excavated the foundation, and prepared to build a new firecracker workshop.

In Luoyang City, in the same house, the middle-aged man found someone to open the copper lock on the iron box and carefully took out the contents inside. It was a yellowish white piece of paper with only two lines of words on it.

The middle-aged man read word by word, and ecstasy appeared on the face of the yin owl, "Haha, it's really the gunpowder formula!" Great, that's great! ”

At this moment, someone outside shouted: "Boss, Xiao Wu is back!" ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly folded the paper and carefully stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, and then raised his voice: "Come in." ”

As soon as the words fell, the black thin boy walked in and replied: "After the Qi family bought the workshop, as you guessed, they didn't go in to see it at all, and they directly looked for someone to demolish the house. ”

The middle-aged man smiled coldly, "Hmph, the secret buried by Dongqi, Xiqi naturally doesn't know the specific location, so he has to completely destroy it and save it from being known by others!" ”

The Qi family's reaction confirmed the middle-aged man's guess on the other hand, and he became more and more sure that the formula in his hand was true. And the purpose of Qi Lingxian's return to his hometown this time is precisely to 'destroy evidence'.

However, just when the middle-aged man was complacent and Zhao Geng rushed to hear the news, there were more than 20 people secretly in the capital.

They have been in and out of several green houses, teahouses and gambling houses, and their actions are very secretive.

Every time they go to a place, they quietly take a few people with them.

In addition, some accounts and correspondence were also selectively destroyed.

All the Qi family's news networks in the capital were temporarily interrupted, and the eyeliner that had been carefully trained for decades was all lurking...... Qi family, as clean as a blank piece of paper.

PS: Three more. (To be continued.) )