Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Brainless Little Devil
After Luo Wen left the East Palace, he quickly went straight to the barracks, found a few reliable brothers, and gave them the portraits.
In the palace, after the crown prince Zhu Di got the blueprint of the thunderbolt, he hurriedly went to find Zhu Yuanzhang and reported such a magic weapon to him.
"See Father." Zhu Di walked into His Royal Highness and knelt down.
Zhu Yuanzhang is reviewing the excerpts at the moment, this is the reason why he was able to establish the Ming Dynasty, many emperors of all dynasties and dynasties were either foolish or pretended not to see the excerpts handed over by the ministers below after sitting on the throne.
Zhu Yuanzhang is not, he has to review the recital until late at night every night.
"Haha, the prince is here, no courtesy, you and I don't have to be like this between father and son." Zhu Yuanzhang put down the pen, moved his shoulder, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was really old, and he was tired after reading a few folds.
"Father, my son brought you a divine blade today." After Zhu Di heard Zhu Yuanzhang's words, the whole person also let go a lot, this is the tacit understanding between their father and son, and it is also Zhu Di's observation of words and expressions.
"Oh? What can make the prince feel that it is a divine weapon? When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he also raised his interest, he was originally martial, and he also advocated force with the atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty, especially if it was helpful to the Ming army, Zhu Yuanzhang was even more concerned.
Zhu Di took out the drawings, walked to Zhu Yuanzhang, put them on the table, and unfolded them one by one in order.
Zhu Yuanzhang was a little puzzled after reading it: "What is this painting?" How have you never seen it? ”
Zhu Di smiled slightly: "Father, haven't you always wanted to know how the thunderbolt mentioned in the letter sent back by the second brother was made?" ”
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately understood when he heard this, and stared at the drawings in his hand seriously: "Son, is this true?" ”
Zhu Yuanzhang's name for Zhu Di has changed, too, Thunderbolt played a decisive role in the Battle of Jincheng, when the battle report came back, Zhu Yuanzhang even didn't believe it when he saw it.
Although he Zhu Yuanzhang also crawled out of the pile of dead when he was young, but now he is very afraid of war, as a Ming monarch, he can't see those young lives dying on the battlefield, but there is no way, the Ming Dynasty has just stood up a little, there are still many forces in the shadows, and the Tatar tribes in the frontier have also repeatedly violated the boundary.
"Father, there is no falsehood, this is what General Yang Bing asked me to pass on."
Zhu Yuanzhang woke up from shock when he heard this: "Yang Bing? ”
"Exactly."
Zhu Yuanzhang sensed that something was wrong, and soon he thought of the reason why Yang Bing handed over the thunderbolt: "It seems that this Yang Bing has sensed that the Lin family is going to attack him, it's not bad, it's a bit brainy." ”
Zhu Di also smiled slightly, he naturally understood Yang Bing's intention after speaking, the royal IQ was not a joke.
"What should we do, Father?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the drawings: "I remember that the letter sent back by the second child said that there were hundreds of craftsmen who made this thing?" Zhu Yuanzhang finally awakened his suspicious character.
Zhu Di's heart twitched, and before he came, Zhu Di guessed that his father might ask about the hundreds of craftsmen.
"Yes, Father."
"Send a message to the second child, these craftsmen will leave ten people on the frontier, and all the others will be sent back to Kyoto, so that he can find a trustworthy one in the barracks and learn how to make this thunderbolt." Zhu Yuanzhang said while looking at the drawings.
Zhu Di breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't kill those craftsmen on the spot, and when he returned to Kyoto, at least the royal family could still control it.
The father and son chatted in the Heart Cultivation Hall for nearly an hour, no one knew what they said, only that in the end, Zhu Di finally left with the drawings.
After five days, Yang Bing has been living in Wan Qian's mansion, and there is nothing important, there is Luo Wen staring at the barracks, and Yang Bing is also very relieved.
So he has been very comfortable these days, today he is sitting in the gazebo drinking tea, constantly drawing drawings in his hands, he plans to refine alcohol, not only to disinfect those soldiers to save their lives, but also to save their lives, people's awareness of hygiene in this era is really poor.
"Lao Yang, do you have time today?" Wan Qi Keer strode over and patted Yang Bing's shoulder and asked, after getting along in the past few days, Wan Qi Keer has gradually let go, and he and Yang Bing are also brothers and sisters on weekdays.
"You can't be a lady." Yang Bing looked at the crooked drawings in his hand and glared at Wan Qike complainingly.
Wan Qi Ke'er pursed her lips: "I'm not a lady yet?" I'm so virtuous now, and seeing that the weather is getting colder and colder, I've made an exception to put you to bed, what else do you want? ”
"Hey, it's okay if you don't say it, if you want to say this, I'll settle it with you." Yang Bing slammed the pen.
Indignantly, he broke with Wan Qi Ke'er: "Think about it yourself, the first night, I slept soundly, you beat me on the chest with a big pendulum, I almost saw the Lord of Yama at that time, the next day you turned over, your leg smashed directly on me, almost smashed my life, do you still use me to remember with you in the next few days!" ”
Yang Bing really didn't expect that at the beginning, he thought he had won the lottery, and he thought that he had moved this woman, but he didn't expect that his wife could sleep too well, just like fighting with someone, Yang Bing had to be woken up at least three or four times a night, and he was about to have a nervous breakdown these days.
"Cut, a big man, as far as that." Wan Qiker muttered quietly.
"Well, forget it, what are you looking for me?"
Wan Qi Ke'er then remembered: "Oh, by the way, today is my mother's death day, I want to take you to see her." ”
Yang Bing patted his head: "Harm, you said this earlier, wait for me, I'll change my clothes." ”
After a while, Yang Bing changed into a light blue robe, his hair was neatly combed, and he walked out of the room with his handsome face.
As soon as Wan Qi Ke'er turned around and saw Yang Bing's appearance, she only felt that her chest was beating a little fast.
"Why are you stunned? Let's go. Yang Bing said with a smile.
The two got into the carriage and went all the way to a courtyard not far from Kyoto, which was Wan Qi's mother's favorite place to play during her lifetime, and Wan Qi Shihui also buried her here after her death.
At this time, in the barracks, Iida Sanjian and several other Dongying people scattered to the place where the barracks recruited soldiers.
Luo Wen looked at a few familiar faces in the crowd, smiled slightly, and finally came to his heart.
Since coming out of the East Palace that day, Luo Wen has returned to the barracks, personally responsible for the recruitment of recruits, and has been waiting for several days without seeing the Dongying people, originally thinking that if he didn't come today, he would go back to report the situation to the young master, but he didn't expect to come today.
Seeing that the few people in front of him easily entered the barracks, a person from Dongying leaned over and whispered to Iida Sanjian: "Iida-kun, it seems that their vigilance is very poor, and it is easy for us to sneak in." ”
Iida Sanjian smiled coldly: "Hehe, with such military discipline, I really don't know how they fought the territory of the Ming Dynasty." Iida Sanjian looked at Luo Wen, who was still snoring on the table with his legs crossed.
As everyone knows, Luo Wen had already observed them, and soon it was Iida Sanjian's turn.
"Name." The soldier in charge of collecting information about the recruits asked lazily.
"Fan Sanjian."
When Luo Wen heard this name, he almost couldn't help laughing, and said in his heart, does this widow have a brain, and gave such a fake name.
"Where?"
"Kyoto people." Iida Sanjian saw that Luo Wen didn't see the clue, and he was very proud.
Luo Wen waved his hand: "Oh, okay, let him in quickly, anyway, sooner or later he will die on the battlefield, why do you ask so much, hurry up, I have to go back to sleep." ”
"Yes." The soldier couldn't help but want to laugh: "Well, you can go in quickly." ”
Iida Sanjian entered the barracks smoothly like this, but after he came in, Luo Wen spoke.
"Okay, that's all for today, if you still want to enlist, wait for the news, let's go back."
Luo Wen's words made Iida Sanjian feel bad, only he came in now, and things were not easy to do, but there was no way, Luo Wen had already turned around and left, and the gate of the barracks had been closed.
The others also dispersed, leaving only the few remaining Dongying people looking at each other, not knowing what to do.
Luo Wen looked at Iida Sanjian, who was walking away with the veteran, and smiled slightly: "Hmph, little look, look at how I play you to death." ”
To say that Iida Sanjian was also miserable, he met Luo Wen and Yang Bing, and in the next few days, he was given the hardest and most tiring work every day.
Either dumping dung or washing the clothes of the veterans, Luo Wen also arranged him in the camp of the group of trustworthy brothers, and if Iida Sanjian did something wrong, he would be beaten badly.
There were a few times when Iida Sanjian almost couldn't resist wanting to do it, but he thought that after stealing the method of making thunderbolts, he could offer them to His Majesty the Emperor, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
On this day, Luo Wen returned to Wan Qian Mansion to find Yang Bingyu to report Iida Sanjian's movements.
"Well, Brother Luo, you are like this, find a craftsman, come to the house, and prepare these things." Yang Bing took out a note and handed it to Luo Wen.
"Yes, young master."
Soon, Luo Wen brought with him a sturdy man in his thirties, as well as a bunch of tools for making thunderbolts.
Yang Bing took the drawings and told the craftsman how to make the thunderbolt, but he changed the message to a very short message, and it exploded almost the moment it was withdrawn, and the craftsman made an extremely dangerous thunderbolt under Yang Bing's command.
"Brother Luo, you take this and this big brother back to the barracks tomorrow, pretend to make a thunderbolt, and then let Iida Sanjian get this." Yang Bing smiled evilly.
Luo Wen had just witnessed the whole process, so he naturally understood what Yang Bing meant, and turned around with the craftsman and went to the barracks.