Chapter 659: A Different Street Patrol
Qin Qiong is not an ordinary general, otherwise Li Shimin would not have let him serve as the governor of the Tang Royal Military Academy.
The Military Academy is now studying the concept of so-called special operations put forward by Li Kuan, and the trainees of the previous wilderness survival training were training in accordance with the concept of special operations.
It's a pity that I hit my head on a small ignition thing.
Now that less than half a month has passed since the bounty announcement, Niu Jinda has come over with such a good flint, and he is naturally very happy.
"Jinda, where did this flint come from?"
I tried "pop" and "pop" several times in succession, and found that the effect was very good, and the smile on Qin Qiong's face became even happier.
"Eldest Sun Chong sent it over!"
"Huh? Eldest grandson Chong? ”
Qin Qiong thought that she had heard it wrong.
Who is Changsun Chong?
Naturally, he couldn't be clearer.
Although it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that he doesn't learn and has no skills, he is a gentleman.
After all, among the noble children of Chang'an City, Changsun Chong still has a few talents, and even fantasized about the title of the first genius in Chang'an City.
But that's it.
Compared with his Aya eldest grandson Wuji, it is really not a star and a half worse.
The most important thing is that in Qin Qiong's opinion, Changsun Chong should be very rejecting the strange and obscene skills.
"That's right! This new type of flint is said to have been developed by Changsun Chong personally arranged for the people of Weishui Academy, and the main person in charge was Yu Wenshan, a close disciple of Yu Wenkai, a master craftsman in the Sui Dynasty. ”
Niu Jinda is still very careful, and his brain is congested when he doesn't see the new flint.
"Yu Wenshan? If he made a move, it would not be surprising that Changsun Chong took out this new type of flint. ”
Qin Qiong fiddled with the flint in his hand and thought about what to do next.
Originally, he thought that this new-style ignition mechanism would eventually be related to the Chu Palace.
Whether it is the Guanshishan Academy or the various workshops under the Chu Palace, they are all very interested in these "strange and obscene skills".
"I'll ask Eldest Sun Chong to arrange for someone to send a batch of flints over, if no one else offers a better plan within a week, then this reward will be regarded as the victory of the Gewu Academy of Weishui Academy."
Although Niu Jinda has a general relationship with the eldest grandson Wuji, he is still very satisfied with the flint in front of him.
"Okay, just do what you say."
……
The winter in Chang'an City is actually relatively cold.
Although it is not the Xiaoice period like the end of the Ming Dynasty, after entering the cold winter, without wrapping a big cotton jacket, I really dare not stay on the street for a long time.
Around one o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was overcast, and the northwest wind was constantly whistling, mixed with bursts of "whining" from time to time.
On Zhuque Street, Yan Liang, the director of the Chang'an County Police Department, personally rode a bicycle and led a team of bad people in new-style winter uniforms to follow behind a team of guards.
But looking at the clothes of these escorts riding tall horses, the people of Chang'an City knew that these people were from the Chu Palace.
Only the guards of the Chu Palace's palace wore special new clothes.
Today, however, the guards were on horseback, each holding the reins in one hand and a strange object in the other.
The people who were eating melons standing nearby could see that these things seemed to be on fire.
Although the cold wind was howling, the flames did not seem to be extinguished at all.
If it's a big torch, everyone can understand it.
But look at what these people are holding in their hands, that is, it is not the size of a palm.
The most important thing is that the flames, which seem very weak, but they are not extinguished.
"Director Yan, the lighters in the hands of the guards of the Chu Palace's Mansion are really strange, we have been following behind us for at least a quarter of an hour, and these flames have not been extinguished."
Next to the team, the police officer who maintained order was curiously talking to his boss.
"The things produced by the Chu Wangfu have never been ordinary. Today's street patrol with such fanfare must have something different. Obviously, in the case of such a strong wind, the flame of the lighter has not been extinguished, which shows that this lighter is a very good lighter. If you are careful, you will know that a while ago, the Datang Royal Military Cadets announced a reward in newspapers and periodicals such as "Datang Daily", and the object was a good lighter. ”
Yan Liang was originally a smart person.
Now that Wang Fugui personally arranged such a street patrol with him, he naturally quickly thought of the cause and effect of the incident.
In fact, in Yan Liang's opinion, if this lighter is so good, even if he doesn't do this, he doesn't have to worry about selling badly.
"Well, sometimes we need to work on cases at night, and if we have this lighter, it is very convenient to light torches or candles."
"It's snowing!"
Just as Yan Liang was talking to his colleagues, heavy snow began to fall in the sky.
One by one, two by three, and soon, the entire Chang'an City was shrouded in vast snow.
Yan Liang was still struggling with whether to let his subordinates return to the police station manually, but he found that the guards of the Chu Palace's mansion continued to ride forward without any reaction.
Although the snowflakes fell on the lighter from time to time, the seemingly faint flame was not extinguished once, which was really surprising.
……
It was snowing heavily today, and Cheng Yanjin went home immediately after he finished his duty.
However, when the carriage had just arrived at Suzaku Avenue, it seemed to be full of people outside.
"Huh?"
When Cheng Biting Jin's head poked out of the carriage, his brows furrowed.
"What kind of reputation is this Kuan'er?"
It turned out that what Cheng Yanjin saw was the guards of the Chu Wangfu patrolling the streets.
If it were just the guards themselves, they would be less than a hundred, and they would be very small.
However, there are many melon-eating people around who are not afraid of the cold, so it is different.
Some of the do-gooders are still betting on when the lighters in the hands of the guards will go out.
Well, everyone already knows that thing is called a lighter.
Because halfway through the street patrol, Wang Fugui arranged a childcare in the crowd, and he had already introduced the situation of the lighter.
This one is ten to ten, ten is to be hundred.
Soon, the people along the street knew that there was such a thing as a lighter.
Although this lighter doesn't look like ordinary people can afford to use it, it doesn't prevent everyone from gossiping.
It's like a new pin from Cartier, although the price is more expensive than many people's monthly salary, it does not affect the white-collar workers who pursue a refined life to understand.
"Go stop the line and get a lighter and come back to me!"
Cheng Yanjin's entourage quickly inquired about the situation in front of him.
Cheng Yanjin, who was originally going to go home, was in a daze and thought of something.