After sending Ye Changqing away, Wen Yingju returned to the ancestral hall with a gloomy face, and saw that Wen Chengjun was still kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet, Wen Yingju snorted coldly and walked to the table in front of Wen Chengjun and sat down, and made a new cup of tea.

"It seems that the kid surnamed Yang has already set his sights on us, and just now he sent one of his personal soldiers to the mansion to pretend to hear some news."

"Dad, do you want to send someone to Nanjing to say hello to your uncle, and let your uncle come forward to put some pressure on Yongningwei."

Hearing Wen Yingju's words, Wen Chengjun raised his head and asked tentatively.

Wen Yingju snorted coldly: "That is equivalent to telling people that you did this, you don't care about these things, you will send a henchman to tell Mao Eighteen in a while, don't be active during this time, and wait for the limelight to pass." ”

In a tavern not far from the Wen family, Yang Yingqian and Xie Shangzheng each had a pot of wine in front of them, and there were two plates of side dishes on the table, but neither of them moved their chopsticks, their eyes were staring in the direction of the Wen family.

Not long after, a familiar figure appeared in the field of vision of the two, it was Ye Changqing, who went to the Wen family to investigate.

Ye Changqing walked into the tavern, took off his robe, shook the rain on it, put it on the door to dry, and sat next to Yang Yingqian.

Yang Yingqian picked up the wine jug and poured a glass for Ye Changqing, Ye Changqing was not polite, he drank it all when he took it, and suddenly felt a warm flow throughout his body.

"How is it, what is the reaction of the Wen family?" Yang Yingqian said as he filled the wine glass in front of Ye Changqing again.

"This Wen Yingju is an old fox, he doesn't leak anything when he talks and does things, and he doesn't see any flaws."

Ye Changqing drank the wine again, I don't know if the wine was too spicy or too urgent, and there were a few hissing sounds in his mouth.

Yang Yingqian heard that his knuckles were lightly clasped on the wooden table, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Xie Shangzheng on the side took a sip of wine gently.

"I think that if this incident is really done by the Wen family, no matter how calm he is on the surface, it is impossible for him to be free of waves in his heart, after all, no matter how powerful his Wen family is, he is just a businessman in the final analysis, and it is impossible not to be afraid of being targeted by us."

Yang Yingqian nodded lightly, feeling that what Xie Shangzheng said was very reasonable, the so-called knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger and scaring the snake. Now that the mountains have been knocked and the grass has been beaten, it depends on when the fake tiger of the Wen family will pop out.

Thinking of this, Yang Yingqian looked at Ye Changqing and said: "Changqing, I will leave three personal soldiers for you, I have been keeping an eye on me here these days, the Wen family must have made some moves in the past few days, see if we can find out where the bandits are hiding." ”

Now I don't know when the Wen family will make a move, and Yang Yingqian and Xie Shangzheng can't leave the guard for a long time after all, so they can only let Ye Changqing squat here, and the two of them will return to the guard first to report the matter to Cao Hongxian, Yang Yingqian faintly feels that the Wen family will definitely make a move in the next few days.

After arranging the squatting matters, Yang Yingqian and Xie Shangzheng returned to Yongningwei.

Sure enough, Cao Hongxian was furious after listening to Yang Yingqian say this, in the past few years, as he grew older, the blood courage and courage of his youth had almost worn out, but he would not just endure it if he was stepped on by others.

"What do you want to do?"

Cao Hong stared at Yang Yingqian first and said.

Yang Yingqian didn't speak, but looked at Cao Hongxian meaningfully.

Although Yang Yingqian didn't say it, Cao Hongxian was an old fritter after all, and he had already seen the killing intent in Yang Yingqian's eyes, but the relationship behind the Wen family still made him have some scruples.

"Wen Tiren, the secretary of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, is said to be Wen Yingju's distant cousin, the Wen family has been able to flourish in Fujian over the years, and Wen Tiren's support is inseparable, if you want to erase the Wen family, I am afraid you will encounter great resistance."

"My lord, if we don't respond when someone knocks at the door, then I don't have to do business in the future. And there are some things that either you don't do, or you have to solve the problem at one time, and if you leave hidden dangers, it will become a big disaster in the future," Yang Yingqian said with burning eyes.

Listening to Yang Yingqian's words, Cao Hongxian was silent for a long time.

Finally, Cao Hongxian seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head and looked at Yang Yingqian, and his eyes seemed to return to the hot-blooded appearance of his youth.

"You go for it, a little Wen family, you can still break the sky, it's a big deal, Lao Tzu will put on this official uniform and fight with him!"

.........

A new courtyard was built under the root of Yongning Weinan City two months ago, and the area is not small. The courtyard wall is also higher than the ordinary courtyard, a foot high, the courtyard wall is also erected with barbed wire, there is no plaque at the gate but there is a small flag of officers and soldiers stationed, the courtyard is at this time there is a burst of clanging iron.

Tang Ruowang is not wearing his missionary clothes today, since Yang Yingqian built this firearms workshop, he has been soaking here basically every day for more than a month, guiding the craftsmen here to build firearms.

Recently, he has been in a good mood, in addition to being able to eat exquisite dishes every day, the most important thing is that he accepted a young man from the Ming Kingdom as an apprentice.

This young man named Luo Li has a high talent for making firearms, basically a lot of data and technology, after John Tang said it once, he can be familiar with it, and even draw inferences.

Above all, the young man had shown great interest in Catholicism, and John was planning to baptize him and become a believer in God in the next few days.

Yang Yingqian came to the firearms workshop after going to the yamen early in the morning to order the mao, the workshop has been established for two months, and he has not been here a few times, so he happened to think about it today, so he stopped by to see the research progress of the workshop.

Seeing the big benefactor come to the door, Tang Ruowang was overjoyed and told him about his recent achievements with great interest.

Some time ago, most of the dozens of craftsmen recruited by Yongningwei were proficient, although some of them could not make firearms, but the technology of striking iron was still very skilled, so after the training of Tang Ruowang and Nan Huairen, they quickly formed a productive force.

In addition, Yang Yingqian implemented a basic salary performance system in the workshop, that is, every time a craftsman builds a high-quality firecracker, he will get an extra one or two silver on the basis of the original basic salary, and if there is a technological innovation adopted by the workshop, a one-time reward of one hundred taels of silver.

Inspired by this system, the motivation of the craftsmen was greatly stimulated, and now the workshop can produce a steady output of 40 guns per month.

Yang Yingqian nodded approvingly after hearing this, under the current scale, it is already rare to be able to reach this speed, so the training of musketeers should be put on the agenda.

Seeing that Yang Yingqian seemed to be in a good mood, Tang Ruowang continued to talk endlessly.

"Yang, this young man Luo Li is really a genius, recently he is trying to restore the Lu Mi Gong, if it can be successful, our musket can't help but improve the range and accuracy, and it can also get rid of the limitation of the fire rope, and it will be more convenient to fire!"

Hearing Tang Ruowang say this, Yang Yingqian remembered the young man who asked him for a salary advance that day, but he didn't expect that it was really a manufacturable material, and Yang Yingqian secretly remembered this name in his heart.

Yang Yingqian walked around the workshop, and was still very satisfied with the current speed of development, and when he had gained experience in making firecrackers, he could make artillery.

Of course, the current firearms alone are far from enough to fight against the Tartar cavalry, but if you add the cooperation of other arms and the corresponding tactics, Yang Yingqian feels that he still has the strength to fight.

Just when Yang Yingqian was pondering how to maximize the power of firearms in the future, Sun Dayong appeared in front of Yang Yingqian.

Sun Dayong saw Yang Yingqian hurriedly trotting a few steps closer, approached Yang Yingqian's ear and whispered, "Changqing is back........