The so-called calm is nothing more than for ordinary people. There is a little bit of status and roots in the city of Nanjing, who doesn't know that the people of Jinyiwei and Ying Tianfu are surrounding the small village at the foot of the mountain? At least the few carts of rice and noodles that were shipped out in the morning are a clear proof of this.

What's more, several well-known doctors in Nanjing City have never come out since they entered the academy last night, if Ding Rongcheng is safe and sound, how can this be explained? So everyone knows that Ding Rongcheng is afraid that this assassination will be a heavy injury, if there is no accident, I am afraid that he will be unconscious, otherwise he would not have detained those doctors in the academy, isn't he afraid that after they come out, they will spread the news? If Ding Yi can still see things, even if he is seriously injured, it won't be like this, right?

Some people also went to Bachelor Xing's door to inquire, but Bachelor Xing's reply was very certain: "Ridiculous, there is still one person and one knife to defend the monarch in the army, a few clowns who jump off the beam, and An Neng can get close?" If Jin is just a lot of business, he can steal a few days to nourish his body, don't spread falsehoods! ”

It's just that some people see that Mr. Shinoan is Zhang He's drinking alone, Mr. Shinoan and Ding Rongcheng talked about the text and sentences every day a few days ago, which was originally rare and cheerful, and he also said many times, "I was not as quick as Jin Cai back then", "He has no eye disease, and he can't be honored?" Something like that. But on this day, he drank the stuffy wine to the end, and sighed: "I have lost a look...... Alone! "There is no doubt that there is no doubt that a person with the ability to be a champion, why did he suddenly drink sullen wine and sigh so long? Some people say that Xu is Ding Rongcheng was hit hard and couldn't wake up, and Mr. Shinoan remembered his own situation, so he had such a sad sentence.

Whether it is Jinyiwei or Dongchang Fanzi, etc., they all reported it like this: they were hit hard, and they suspected that they couldn't take care of things.

But at this joint, Ding Yi was interested in Wang Ji's staff who sent him to visit him. He got up and said to him, "The student is fine." The staff member is Wang Ji's confidant, and he has experienced a lot of things, so he naturally knows the seriousness of this sentence, hurriedly salutes, and immediately resigns and reports to Wang Ji.

Therefore, Wang Ji immediately sent someone to contact the commercial bank mentioned by Ding Yi earlier, as for the victory or defeat of the so-called agreed training and competition between the two sides, who cares about it? This is the difference between the top and the grassroots, at this time, whether it is a thousand soldiers selected by Wang Ji. Or the 500 soldiers selected by Ding Yi are all raining down under their own teaching and supervision, and they don't know that this military exercise, which they regard as a battle for honor, is actually on. For the commanders of both sides, it is meaningless.

"You don't have to get too close to Ding Rongcheng. It was he who dictated military affairs. There is no need to embarrass him, as the old man expected, the future will be long. Wang Ji told the generals under his command, Nanjing's maintenance? Wang Ji became the secretary of the military department in the year of Xuande, and he really didn't take it seriously.

The calm city of Nanjing has many undercurrents.

There are some people. They may have unintentionally created this undercurrent; And there are many people who are involuntarily pushed to positions they never thought of. For example, the 500 sergeants who were selected by Ding Yi went from not working hard at the beginning to starting to find fault and then being subdued. Until now, they have obeyed the instructions of the teacher and honestly read and read every night, but they don't know at this time that they have also been branded as Ding Yi since then.

As for Ding Yi, he was very happy.

Because he can finally find alum, alum in large quantities and in a sustainable supply.

"Sir, you still use this medicine, right?" Wei Wencheng took the medicine that had just been decocted, took a small bowl and tried it himself, and after half a burn of incense, there was no adverse reaction, and then he brought it in. He felt that Ding Yi really couldn't stop the medicine, Wei Wencheng was a little suspicious, was there still a residual toxin, so that Mr.'s brain was not very clear, why did he get some worthless stones, and he was happy to be a fool and a virtue with the two fools at the entrance of his hometown? That's too much contrast, okay? Usually simulates the first assistant's bearing, and suddenly he is so happy that he has no manners!

Ding Yi shook his head and said, "What kind of medicine to drink?" Let you go and get me some mung bean soup, hurry up and fix it, that thing is the detoxification, what kind of bitter medicine juice to drink! Tell me honestly, did you drink all the mung bean soup yourself? You can't be like this, when you were in Beijing, you were a teacher but you had enough mung bean soup, so that you could drink it openly...... Now let you come and wait as a teacher, you actually stole all the mung bean soup, you rebel! ”

Wei Wencheng smiled bitterly, is this still his husband? Isn't this tone just two fools? Besides, Wei is also an ambassador of the bureau, will he steal a full pot of bean soup? Ding Yi looked at his expression and said with a smile: "Haha, you have an explanation for doing business, and you are not as good as Liu Zijian when you are playing and laughing." Sit, sit! What are you doing standing there? ”

"Sir, what's the use of that green alum?" Wei Wencheng really couldn't help it, this thing is gold, and it doesn't necessarily mean that Ding Yi will lose his temper like this! He had been thinking about it for a long time, what was so strange about this thing? I couldn't help but sit down and ask, "Could it be that that thing is related to the country's fortunes?" ”

As soon as Ding heard this, the smile on his face finally subsided, thought about it, and nodded to Wei Wencheng: "Yes." ”

He didn't say anything more, and Wei Wencheng didn't ask again.

Because with green alum, there is sulfuric acid, with sulfuric acid, there is nitric acid, and then there is the arrival of the yellow gunpowder age!

When the whole nation gets out of the black gunpowder age and enters the yellow gunpowder age, the hot firearms will dominate the battlefield, and the nomads will no longer be able to bring wounds to China - or in other words, the bitter cold of the white water of Montenegro, the wind and frost of the grassland desert, the physical toughness and ferocity, can no longer make up for the gap in civilization and technology.

"It was the cornerstone of an era." Ding Rujin held Wei Wencheng's shoulder and said to him solemnly, "I'm not crazy as a teacher, believe me, maybe I can't let you see my prophecy now, but as long as you don't die, after three years, you will begin to understand; Ten years from now, you don't have to think about whether you believe me, or whether you can understand it, because you will see a new era. ”

Wei Wencheng didn't quite understand what Ding Yi meant, and he didn't know what the cornerstone of the times was, so he chose to believe in Ding Yi.

It's just that when he walked to the room, he was already sweating and heavily clothed, and he couldn't understand what the cornerstone of the era was, but a new era, in his mind, was about the same as a new dynasty. He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he even felt that this was the root cause of why Ding Yi didn't talk to the other six junior brothers about his own fineness, Wei Wencheng felt that Mr. was plotting a lot, so he had to weigh the hearts of his disciples...... As for whether Ding Yi is really as he thinks? He didn't know. And what he knows, it is the wisest choice to follow Ding Yi in his life, then, he will continue to stick to this choice.

"Who the hell are you?" Ding Yi, who calmed down, looked at the bag of dry and hard cakes on the desk, as well as a few bamboo tubes of water, and began to think about who the woman who saved him was. If there is revenge, it will be avenged, and if there is kindness, it must be repaid, this is the principle of Ding Yi's life.

But for a while, he couldn't find the overlap between the shadow of this person in his mind and a figure in his past memory.

He picked up the bag of cakes, all of which were hard and made Ding Yi feel his teeth sour when he looked at them.

Ding Yi looked at those carefully, these dry and hard cakes, maybe to others, they could only get the message that they were not good and could fill their stomachs, but for him, there was more to read from this cake. For example, the texture of these cakes is not consistent, and some of them are yellow, it means that the flour is not of good quality; Some are made of white flour; There are a few of them, but they are rough nests mixed with yams and wild vegetables......

She couldn't have made all of them.

It is very likely that this woman is Wei Wencheng's female temple Zhu that they can't find.

Only people like Miaozhu can collect such a wide variety of bread.

Because the land temple is a place where anyone can go to the place where they can kowtow.

I'm afraid that the bread made by those white noodles is made by herself, otherwise in that kind of small village, the white flour is used to make cakes, and then used to offer to the land lord, I am afraid that no one in that village is rich enough to be so rich...... And just as Ding Yi took out all the cakes to check, he suddenly realized that there was a patch on the bag, something was not quite right.

When you open the bag, you can see that it is not broken, so why do you need to put this patch on?

Ding Yi opened the patch, and there was a letterhead sandwiched in waterproof oilpaper, a thin one, not a note from Xue Tao, nor a gold paper sprinkled by Wuzhong, but bamboo paper. It should be about the vein of Jingxian Liansi Paper, although it is thin, but it is tough, such as the stubborn and thin silhouette on the mountain road that carried Ding Yi and gritted his teeth that night.

The words may not be as good as the others, but the paper chosen is often the image of self-painting in the heart.

Looking at this letter, Ding Yi finally remembered who it was.

Feng Huang Clan.

Among the concubines of the third prince of Feng, the woman who dare not be despised is the most.

She knew that Feng Xian was not a good person, but he had the grace of burying her father to her, so she repaid his kindness, in front of Ding Yi, she was willing to exchange her life for his life, and after the incident, she broke off her love, did not beg for mercy, and was not subject to bonuses, or her three views were not quite correct, and she should not be with people like Feng Xian.

Dante admired this woman, such a woman.

The letter is not long, the words are not good, and there are even typos, and there are not too many women who can read and write these days.

It's about half a year ago, someone "invited" her to the Land Temple in a way that was almost kidnapped, and she also saw Feng Xian again. She didn't recognize Feng Xian, until the latter spoke, and in that familiar voice she told some things about the past that no one else could know, and she stroked his face, which was not a make-up made by means of disguise, but a means of carving with a knife and grinding with sand, and renovating the face of a leading man leaning on the Red Mansion into a seventy-year-old man.

She knew that he had always been extremely conceited about this face, and after the Feng family was uprooted, he only had this face.

He ruined all he had. (To be continued......)