Shen Gui's calculations were meticulous and thorough enough, but he never expected that Li Deng, an 'old Confucian and old businessman', would prepare so 'thoroughly' in advance; he thought that he was Li Deng's last hole card, but he didn't expect that he didn't put all his hopes on himself alone, and he actually laid these 20 powder kegs in advance! Could it be that he sat alone on top of these powder kegs every day, and he didn't feel frightened?

As a matter of fact, this extremely dangerous 'organ' was designed and built by Li Deng when he entered the dynasty and invited a few great craftsmen from Nankang back to work at a high price. Because he knew very well what he had in mind, and what a thorny path he was about to embark on. How could a brilliant Confucian businessman like him not leave himself with the means to 'urgently avoid danger'?

Moreover, after so many years, in order to prevent the gunpowder from malfunctioning due to moisture, Li Deng still maintains the habit of replacing a batch of new powder kegs every year, ensuring that it can really come in handy at the last moment. It can be seen that he, the prime minister of the dynasty who covers the sky with one hand, is not as peaceful as others imagined.

However, the main reason why Li Deng laid down this 'self-destructing organ' was not to die with the enemy, but to prevent the important account books and autographed manuscripts stored in the study from being lost and falling into the hands of the enemy when the Prime Minister's Mansion was attacked.

It is conceivable that as long as this Prime Minister's Mansion comes to a critical moment that cannot be resisted, then only one person needs to touch the mechanism from Wan Changning's wing, and then he can escape through the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion that is close at hand; As long as the mechanism is touched, the entire study of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the 'imaginary enemies' who are looking for 'confidential documents' in the study will be reduced to rubble and ruins.

It can be seen from this that this scholar is by no means useless. After all, on the road of groping for how to 'use gunpowder correctly', Li Deng, who was full of knowledge, and Niu Gao, an old eunuch who had not read much, got completely different results. In Shen Gui's view, this is a real case of 'knowledge changes destiny'.

After all, from ancient times to the present, most of the hearts of this literati are very vicious.

With a gust of fresh breeze, the visibility in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion gradually returned to its original state. Li Deng hurriedly walked up to Shen Gui and first carefully examined the injuries on the body of this 'fast son-in-law who rode the dragon'; after discovering that they were all insignificant skin injuries, he asked him about Shan Qingquan's condition......

In the end, the prime minister walked to Li Fu's side, whose life and death were unknown, and waved his hand at Li Le'an:

"Shen Gui's skin trauma, let Second Doctor Sun bandage it briefly. Le'an, hurry up and come over to see Uncle Fu...... He seems to have a breath left......"

When Li Le'an heard his father's words, he couldn't care about eating Shen Gui and Yan Shuqing's 'idle vinegar' anymore, and hurriedly reached out and pulled off the clothes bag hanging from Sun Baishu's waist, and ran to Li Fu's side quickly......

After some investigation, Li Le'an, who was already a qualified doctor, looked a little panicked. She raised her head and waved her hand at Shen Gui:

"Shen Gui, come on, I don't have much experience with this kind of injury, and my hands are shaking so much that I really don't dare to make a rash move. I once heard the master mention that although you have not studied medicine with her, you also have a unique insight into the way of medicine......"

As the saying goes, 'doctors don't heal themselves', no matter what period they are in or what kind of medical skills they are learning, they all keep this old rule in mind.

When Shen Gui heard this, he immediately ran over, squatted down and took a closer look. But when he lifted Li Fu's coat and saw the injury, his eyebrows immediately darkened, and he shook his head at Li Deng and Li Le'an, who were full of anxiety around him:

"Don't bother... Uncle Fu hurt his heart...... And at his age, even if Granny Lin personally intervened, he couldn't save it at all......"

Li Le'an has followed Lin Siwei to learn the blood medicine path for many years, and of course he also knows very well what kind of 'operating principle' his master's unique magic technique from the earth's spiritual vein, the 'Rejuvenation Holy Hand'. As Shen Gui said, at Li Fu's current age, he no longer has any vitality to overdraw, and he can't force it anymore......

On the contrary, Li Deng, who has always been calm and calm, immediately shook the hands of his old man Li Fu after listening to Shen Gui's words, and said to Shen Gui in a trembling voice:

"Although the old man doesn't know how to do medicine, he still has a few medical books... As...... If it really hurts the heart, it's a serious injury that will die without delay... But after such a long time, Li Futa...... He's still breathing! Shen Gui, see if you can ...... You can do anything...... You ......"

Li Deng pulled out a hand and pressed it slightly in a panic on the large hole in Li Fu's chest; The other hand was still holding the loyal old butler. He looked at Shen Gui with a little panic, wanting to get an answer from him that he was looking forward to......

It's a pity that even though Shen Gui has a thousand clever plans in his chest, such a rebellious thing as resurrecting the dead is still not within his ability......

"Uncle Fu's current breath is hung up by his strong inner breath...... You should seize this hard-won time, Uncle Fu should have something important to say, I want to tell you; Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now......

After hearing this, Li Deng, who was full of disappointment, nodded numbly and mechanically, leaned over, and put his ear to Li Fu's mouth......

And Sun Baishu, who retrieved the medical bag lightly, also helped Shen Gui bandage his injured hand and the shallow mark between his ribs very quickly at this time. Immediately afterwards, Second Doctor Sun leaned into Shen Gui's ear and whispered:

"The wound on the right palm, though a little deep, is not a big problem; But the wound between your ribs seems to be fine, but it's actually a bit of a problem. Don't look at this wound is not deep into the flesh, but the injured part is the waist where the strength is running; If you move a little more later, the wound will also be easily affected by force, causing it to grow longer and longer...... Anyway, the matter of the Prime Minister's Mansion has come to an end, why don't you go back to the hospital with me now? I'll use the fish intestines to stitch up the wound for you first......"

When Shen Gui heard this, he reached out and touched the cotton cloth tightly wrapped in his ribs, and then interrupted his words again, and asked Sun Baishu with a solemn face:

"Then according to your inference, how likely is it that this sword wound will be torn twice?"

"Fifty percent, fifty percent! If you can recuperate in peace, it's impossible; If you're going to do it with someone next, then it's definitely going to happen! ”

After listening, Shen Gui didn't even think about it, he casually untied the clothes on his body and showed off his fierce flesh full of scars:

"It's too late, Ni Fuzi and the scholars of Sanbei Academy are still on South Gate Street. Although there are no good hands in the Taibai Guard and the Flying Tiger Army, they are not those ordinary people who are powerless and can be easily dismissed; Moreover, Liu Zhi's 'fat dog' has not missed until now; And whether the eunuchs of the Imperial Horse Prison were all wiped out, we still don't know. If you think about it this way, it's inevitable to get involved with people......"

Speaking of this, Shen Gui beckoned to Li Le'an, who was full of sorrow:

"Don't be stupid, go find a ball of cotton thread, roll it in hot water, and let me sew the wound back first. Although we don't have anything to do at home, I still have to go to the South Gate Street to 'catch up'! ”

Shen Gui's worries are not unreasonable. At this moment, Zhang Huangling, the commander of the Flying Tiger Army and the 'temporary palace Yin' of the capital, had already gathered 8,000 elite soldiers of the Flying Tiger Army who were fully armed, and drove into the capital of Fengjing with high spirits;

And Yan Fujiu, the king of Qi, who got the news, also put on a white iron armor, and walked out of the south gate of the palace with the two thousand 'remnants' under his hand, intending to take care of each other with the Flying Tiger Army, and attack the front and rear.

The 8,000 main soldiers of the Flying Tiger Army are all veterans who have been in the army for many years; Just from the empty camp with rich baggage left to Guo Xing before, it can be seen: although these soldiers are mediocre in battle, they are lazy and cunning; But once you encounter a critical moment, you can escape for your life, but everyone is a top master!

No matter what kind of passionate dreams these men had at the beginning of their army to dominate the world; But in an environment like the Flying Tiger Army, it won't be long before they will be assimilated into a face. This kind of soldier is placed on the frontal battlefield, and it must be a waste that will collapse at the touch of a button; But once they are assigned the simple task of bullying the 'defenseless' like today, they will immediately turn into the invincible tiger and wolf army in the world.

What's more, this time they are not 'alone'; there are also palace guards, former leaders of the world's strongest armies, and Taibai Flying Tiger Guo Yunsong personally trained the Taibai Janissaries as their own reinforcements; With such a strong lineup, how can this 'Qinwang Gong', which is almost for nothing, not let these 8,000 soldiers 'scramble'?

After the team drove into Nanmen Street and saw these troublemakers, these soldiers seemed to have eaten a whole can of 'reassuring pills'. These 'thieves' who are 'forcing the palace' outside the South Gate Avenue are apart from some 'typical scholars' who 'have thin arms, thin legs, and big bellies'; they are poor people who have become thin and similar to hemp poles; and the 'weapons and blades' they hold in their hands are either wooden poles used to top the doors at home or simple long poles that have been 'transformed' from farm tools; and the most lethal ones are some hoes and axes that barely carry some sharp ploughing and chopping axes......

As the saying goes, 'if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools'; with these 'guys' in their hands, once they get into a scuffle, as long as they don't hurt themselves, they can be regarded as athletic!

How can such a person fight against the broadsword and spear in his hand?

In addition, there are those Taibai guards who are armed to the teeth as reinforcements, and under the attack of the two sides, isn't this great merit of 'saving the driver in front of the emperor' a big pie falling from the sky?