Chapter 15: Black Pimples
In the prison of Dali Temple, Qin Mu was still tinkering with something in the cell, and he didn't even eat dinner.
The failure of Yao Wen of the Ministry of Rites has dealt a big blow to the remaining people.
Wang Xiao, the official, was particularly unhappy when he looked at Li Qingsheng, who was sleeping heavily, and read poems aloud in the cell.
Lu Jia of the military department was full of sorrow, holding carbon ash and writing something on the paper.
And Wu Zhengji sneaked into Qin Mu's cell about this.
"Qin Lang, since they can't do it, is it me next?"
Qin Mu paused, "You? You're still the last, who says I'm a failure? β
Wu Zhengji breathed a sigh of relief, "Qin Lang, if I go out, you can let me do anything, I will listen to you!" β
"Don't talk too much, do you think you are lacking? Hum! β
Wu Zhengji suddenly knelt down and raised his right hand, "I, Wu Zhengji, swear that I will only be loyal to Qin Lang in this life, if I violate it, heaven..."
"That's it! Come on! Can you stop saying such clichΓ©s? If you really want to follow me, just do it honestly, you know?! Qin Mu said impatiently.
Wu Zhengji was overjoyed, hearing Qin Mu say this, he was sure that Qin Mu would definitely be able to take him out.
After Qin Mu finished writing, he handed a note to Wu Zhengji, "Go, give it to the jailer, don't peek." β
"No!"
Lu Jia from the military department suddenly stopped Wu Zhengji, "And this." β
After Wu Zhengji took it, he only took a few steps and handed the two letters to the jailer on duty.
The jailer glanced at it, then kicked it in his sleeve.
Wu Zhengji kept an eye on it, walked very slowly, and saw with his spare eyes that the jailer who received the letter handed the letter to another person.
He hurriedly returned to his cell and informed Qin Mu of the matter.
"Substitution?" Qin Mu asked.
"Well, yes."
"It's okay, it's useless for them to watch it anyway."
It's useless, Wu Zhengji's heart is full of curiosity, and at the same time he regrets why he didn't take a peek, obviously he just needs to open the paper.
Two days later, it was the day to open the copper tweezer, and the Empress Wu thought a lot in the past few days, and felt that since something big had happened, let it go, anyway, as long as Luoyang was in his own hands and the military power was in his own hands, even if there was another Li Jingye, he couldn't make any waves.
Shangguan Wan'er directly took out one of the many admonitions with a special rope and handed it to Empress Wu.
Empress Wu glanced at it casually, and then read it carefully.
Shangguan Wan'er glanced at it, and the pictures and texts on it looked very profound.
"Someone! Invite this man into the palace! β
Shangguan Wan'er had long been accustomed to it, but this time Empress Wu's expression was more excited than the previous times, and her eyes were full of greed and fear.
After a while, an old man with a haggard face and a hand in his hand walked in, and he looked around in amazement, and for a moment froze in place.
Empress Wu glanced at it and asked, "Is this thing really powerful?" β
The old man pointed to himself, "Eh, yes, the Queen Mother!" β
"What do you do for a living?"
The old man smiled, "I'm a fireworksman, look at my hands." Then he stretched out a pair of dirty black hands, "I learned to make fireworks with my father at the age of four, and I have been doing it for more than ten years, Queen Mother." β
"Fireworks?" Empress Wu's face was full of questions, and then she turned her face to look at Shangguan Wan'er, "Wan'er, do you know what this is?" β
Shangguan Wan'er replied: "Fireworks have appeared in the previous dynasty, and they are a kind of ornamental thing that burns and then fireworks. β
Empress Wu nodded, "Who wrote this letter for you?" β
The old man scratched his head, "It was written by the teacher in our village, I don't know how to read, but the fireworks I made are very beautiful, especially beautiful, and they are the same as flowers after they are released." β
"Did you bring it then?"
The old man pointed outside, "This has been taken away by the guards at the door, uh, I'll go get it!" β
"Come on, bring the fireworks."
After a while, several guards brought a basket of bamboo tubes.
Empress Wu glanced at it, the bamboo tube was black and black, and it was blocked with mud underneath, looking filthy.
The old man picked up one and introduced it with a smile: "This one is good-looking, it's newly made." β
"Ignite it and let me see."
The old man squatted down, touched the floor, raised his head, and asked, "The pattern of this place is so beautiful, it won't be good if it burns black." β
"I'll let you put it here."
"Yes!"
Then the palace maid brought the candlestick and handed it to the old man in disgust, and he pulled out the middle fuse, emitting a faint smoke.
Empress Wu looked at the smoke and remembered the old way before, could it be that the old way also used this thing to create smoke and escape in chaos?
The fuse burned slowly, until there was nothing left, and the so-called fireworks were not seen for a long time with smoke from the bamboo tube.
The old man smiled embarrassedly, "Hehe, it's back, don't worry, it's normal..."
"......"
In an instant, fireworks erupted, traveling a one-man high pillar of flowers.
The blue-pink light inside flashed like a spark.
Empress Wu smiled, "Well, it's really the same as flowers, so it's better to call it fireworks." β
"If the Queen Mother likes it, I can make the kind of fireworks that can be higher than this palace!" The old man said with a smug smile.
"Oh!" Empress Wu exclaimed.
"It's really a good thing, and it should be rewarded!"
The old man suddenly jumped up, "It's not over, the Queen Mother, I still have a big one!" β
As he spoke, he took out a box of black balls and held them in his hand.
Empress Wu looked at the strange black ball and asked, "What is this?" β
"Well, I'll call him Thunderball! Don't look at its ugly black pitch, it's as loud as thunder! β
"What's the use of that?"
The old man touched the black ball, "Hey, this thing can blow up a stone!" And if you put something else in it, it can blow people up! β
Empress Wu thought about it, if you can open mountains and blow up stones, wouldn't mining ore get twice the result with half the effort, and it can also blow up people, if it is used on the battlefield, it is not invincible and invincible!
"Good! Come on, try it outside the temple! Empress Wu got up.
The old man still had a sincere smile on his face.
After a while, a large number of people came to a rockery in the Guanfeng Temple.
Officials from the Ministry of Works, the Ministry of Crime, and the Ministry of Rites all came to visit.
The old man looked at these dignitaries and nobles in a panic, and he was at a loss for what to do with the black ball.
"Let's get started." Empress Wu commanded.
The old man took the black ball and walked to the rockery a hundred meters away, he naturally knew the power of this black ball, in order to make this, he killed a friend, but he was instantly full of energy when he thought of letting his brother get out of prison.
When he came to the rockery, he found a crack, put the black ball in it, and then lit the fuse, ran to the side of the martial queen, and covered his ears.
"Queen Mother, this voice is loud, let's cover my ears."
Empress Wu was unmoved, she was not even afraid of lightning and thunder, and she was afraid of this little stone.
Several other officials didn't care, but felt that Empress Wu was so bored that she did something strange with an old man.
The old man was still a little uneasy and admonished: "Queen Mother, you better avoid it, it's not good to talk to you." β
"Put..."
"Boom!"
Suddenly a thunderclap came from afar, and the entire palace was filled with these sounds.
Empress Wu only felt her ears ringing.
Not far away, the rockery was broken, and stones were splashed everywhere.
"Ahh Oops! β
After hearing was restored, there were bursts of wailing sounds around me.