Chapter 40 Play with me, the master can play you to death!
About an hour later, Wu Yue and the others returned to the Jingren Palace in the palace.
As soon as Wu Yue returned to Jingren Palace, he went back to the study, sat back on the chair, leaned back on the back of the seat, and closed his eyes.
"The conversation with Sonny in Suofu just now, I can faintly hear that yesterday in the court, the emperor's relative Ban Bushan suddenly made a difficulty, and he must have instigated it. But his purpose was not to promote Bambul's good appearance and support him to ascend to the throne. More thoughts should be on this opportunity to look at the entire court, and there are many people who echo it. As a result, I have a rough plan in mind to include these people in the future focus 'care list'. ”
"I am still young, and if I ascend to the throne, I will do him no harm. Therefore, I dare to guarantee that even if Ao Bai does not directly persecute him, he will say the specific time of his accession to the throne. I'm afraid this old fritter will choose to let me ascend the throne in two days. Because, the night is long and there are many dreams! As long as I successfully ascend the throne, my lord, his position of the first auxiliary and auxiliary minister can be regarded as truly implemented, and the imperial power of the Qing Dynasty can be regarded as truly held in the palm of his hand. ”
"Master, are you tired?" Just when Wu Yue was pondering to the extreme, a pair of slender jade hands gently pressed on his temples and said softly.
Wu Yue could feel it, and there was no doubt that the person who came was Su Malagu.
"What did the Ancestor say?" Wu Yue didn't open his eyes, twisted his body very comfortably, chose a comfortable position, and said.
"As you said, after the slave told the old ancestor what you meant, her old man didn't think much about it, and directly issued a decree." Su Malagu responded.
Wu Yue nodded.
"Master, the slave and maid haven't figured it out until now, why would the ancestor not ask anything and directly implement your will?" Aunt Su Mala frowned and asked.
Wu Yue smiled, "Because the old ancestor believes in me." ”
Su Malagu was stunned, and after a few seconds, she nodded heavily.
"You!" Wu Yue saw that Aunt Su Mala didn't say anything more, so he opened his eyes, sighed lightly, and sat up straight.
"What's wrong?" Aunt Su Mala couldn't understand Wu Yue.
"Nothing." Wu Yue didn't respond to her, but slowly leaned down towards the bookcase.
Seeing this, Su Malagu stepped forward, helped Wu Yue, spread out the paper on the bookcase, fed the brush, and handed it to him with both hands.
Wu Yue took it with one hand, frowned and pondered for a few minutes. Finally, on the flat paper, the appearance of a porcelain jar was gently drawn.
Aunt Su Mala, who was standing next to her, did not stare at the bookcase at this moment, but lowered her head and raised her hand to gently touch Wu Yue's shoulder.
"Damn, when I was in the pre-modern era, I watched TV dramas, but I saw my revolutionary predecessors making landmines. But I haven't seen exactly how to make it. It seems that after those firecracker artists enter the palace, after I get the gunpowder, I will have to study the homemade bomb carefully. ”
"The people I arranged for them did not reach the height I predicted as I expected. Then, at that time, the troops that I could mobilize in my hands were not equal to the military power in Aobai's hands. So, when that time comes, I'm still counting on taking these things and dealing with Aobai! Wu Yue said silently in his heart.
"Squeak!" At this time, the door of the study was slowly pushed open, and Sandezi bowed down and walked quickly to Wu Yue's side.
"Master, Ao Shangshu has already gathered the firecracker artists, led by the guard commander Ban Bushan, and is coming in the direction of Jingren Palace." Sandezi bowed and said.
Wu Yue slowly raised his head and muttered in a low voice, "Bambulshan?" ”
Santoko nodded.
"It's Bambleshan."
"What do you mean? Am I too careful? Or is this Bamburshan's camp more subtle? Wu Yue said secretly in his heart.
"This Bambul is good at jumping up and down, and his purpose is to rely on the power of Sonny or Aobai to achieve his purpose of spying on the throne. Judging from the current situation, he is just a clown who is kneaded by these two old fritters. Not to worry about it. Leave him alone. Wu Yue made up his mind in his heart, and whispered to Sandezi, "Place those artists in the courtyard not far from Jingren Palace." ”
Sandezi listened to the words, bowed down, "Huh"! After that, he bowed and exited the study.
"Master, although Bambulshan is a relative of the emperor, this person has always been at odds with the first emperor. The first emperor thought that he was in the same clan as himself, and did not care, and gave him an empty title of minister of the guard. However, this person, after the first emperor left the court, used his connections to obtain the right to guard the palace and concurrently served as the commander of the Ouchi guards. Master, you should pay more attention to this person. lest he suddenly attack you and attack you. Su Malagu said in a deep voice.
Wu Yue smiled and nodded.
"Well, I'll keep an eye on him."
"Master, you better go out and see those firecracker artists. The minion always had a sense of foreboding. This Bamburshan and Ao Shangshu have no trust at all. Worrying about the people they have arranged for you to do is not good for you. At this time, Li Dong, who had been guarding behind Wu Yue and Su Malagu, stood up, bowed to Wu Yue and clasped his fists, and said.
Li Dong is not good at words, but every time he asks a question, he can get straight to the point. So Wu Yue cares a lot about his opinions.
"Oh well. Let's go out and have a look. Wu Yue nodded and stood up.
When Wu Yue first arrived at the courtyard, Sandezi had already arranged the accommodation of those artists, and was talking to Ban Bushan about these things.
"Master, the arrangements have been made, and tomorrow there will be an Ouchi guard to supervise and transport the first batch of gunpowder in. An old artist who has been engaged in firecrackers for many years will teach you the skills of making firecrackers. After seeing Wu Yue, Sandezi trotted over, bowed deeply towards him, and said in a deep voice.
Wu Yue nodded.
Bamburshan stepped forward and knelt down in front of Wu Yue.
"Slave Bambulshan, I've seen the prince! Prince Chitose Chitose Chitose! Bambulshan kowtowed deeply to Wu Yue.
"Get up." Wu Yue said with a gentle smile.
"Thank you, Lord Longne!" Bamble said in a respectful voice, slowly standing up straight.
"Master, gunpowder is an explosive substance, and the servant suggests that the guards of this courtyard should be strengthened. The gunpowder that will be sent into the palace tomorrow should be guarded by a special person. The specific storage location should not be disclosed to the public. lest the thieves get up and threaten the lives of the princes and grandchildren in the palace. ”
Wu Yue nodded, "It's still thoughtful." ”
"Li Dong, from now on, you are solely responsible for the storage of gunpowder, and you must not slack off." Wu Yue looked sideways at Li Dong behind him and said.
Bamburshan was momentarily stunned. originally thought that Wu Yue would hand over this errand to himself. But he never imagined that such a situation would suddenly appear.
"Huh! The minions obeyed. Li Dong bowed and responded.
"That, master, and the issue of these people's money, Ao Zhongtang explained, and he has dealt with it properly. There is no need for court expenses, and he is solely responsible for it. After Li Dong responded, Bambur suddenly darkened. But after only a few seconds, he switched, bowed to Wu Yue again, smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice.
Wu Yue nodded, "Ao Zhongtang bothered. Wait for me to rest him. Wu Yue sneered in his heart, but with a gentle smile on his face, he said in a deep voice.
"Huh! Minions obey! Bamburshan bowed deeply towards Wu Yue, and then slowly withdrew from the courtyard.
"Humph! Play with me, the master can play you to death! Wu Yue snorted coldly, staring straight at the direction he left, and muttered in a low voice.