Datang broom star

Yang He wanted to cry, so he had to struggle hard.

But the young man grabbed his back, his struggle was like a shrimp, it was useless at all.

"Huh!" The young man said happily, "Second brother, that's really the case!"

"What did I lie to you for?"

While speaking, the two entered the side forest.

All the way in, the woods are gloomy.

"There was a fight here in the past, and more than a thousand people died in it. It is said that every night, you can hear howling here."

Yang He only felt weak all over, and hissed: "Why did you two take me? I'm just a businessman, I want money...I brought a few dollars with me..."

When the bag was opened, there were indeed several pieces of silver and a bunch of copper coins.

"Where are you going?"

Xu Xiaoyu stared at him and asked, took out a small box from his luggage, opened it, and there were some weird things inside.

"I... I'm going to stock up."

"What are you buying?" Wang Laoer stared at him, and suddenly asked, "Zheng Yuandong is here."

In an instant, Yang He's expression paled, "He... who is Zheng Yuandong?"

"late!"

Wang Laoer reached out his hand and took out a hook, hooking Yang He's cheek, "The sons of the Shandong clan are about to leave their nests, so I sent you, a little fish, to test it first, talk, which family?"

"what!"

"Come on, scream hard, there are no ghosts of Te Niang here."

"Second brother, yes! I saw a headless corpse standing behind him, pinching his neck."

"I said, I said..." Yang He broke down.

Later, Wang Lao Er said with a cold face, "Don't blame me."

Yang He struggled frantically, "I've said it all, I've said it all, you should let me go, please."

Wang Laoer said lightly: "If you let me go, Mr. Lang will be in danger. Xiaoyu!"

Knife light flashed.

Yang He fell to the ground panting, feeling that life was passing by.

"Take his money away."

"Second brother, I know, even if someone finds out, they will think it is robbery."

"Yes, he said he was going to buy goods, so he must bring money, and the money is not in vain! Let's go!"

……

Xu Xiaoyu went outside the imperial city to ask for an interview.

"Lang Jun, Yang He is indeed one of them."

"understood."

Jia Ping'an was a little excited.

The intervention of the powerful family in Shandong means the downfall of Changsun Wuji and his gang...

The weather is so nice...

Jia Pingan wanted to run away again.

"Marquis of Wuyang!"

A general came, "Mr. Lu is looking for you."

Jia Ping went to the left back.

Cheng Zhijie came out just in time, "Let's go and have a look outside the city."

"Look at what?"

Spring is beautiful, shouldn't we go out and play?

"There's new gunpowder over there, go and have a look."

Jia Ping'an was overjoyed, and when he left Chang'an City later, a group of veterans were already there.

……

For safety, the Ministry of Industry put the gunpowder test in a certain valley this time.

The valley is not narrow, and a clearing is just a test.

More than ten craftsmen are digging pits.

There are new types of gunpowder piled up on several carts nearby.

Sun Qizheng, a doctor of the Ministry of Industry, looked at this scene with his hands behind his back, feeling extremely happy, "Wait for the bosses to watch it later, if they are satisfied, the Ministry of Industry will be the first to do it."

Qin Song, a member of the Ministry of Industry, said with a smile: "Yes! But Mr. Sun, those craftsmen have contributed a lot, and the lower officials feel... that they should be brought with them when they report their merits."

Sun Qizheng's eyes became gloomy, and Qin Song didn't notice it, "The craftsmen who have rushed forward in recent years are no different from those soldiers on the battlefield. The officials feel that they should be rewarded heavily, no, the first contribution should be theirs."

"Artisans have merit." Sun Qizheng made Qin Song laugh as soon as he opened his mouth, but he changed the subject, "Artisans are supposed to work, and according to your group, all the meritorious service in the army are sergeants, and the generals are just decorations? "

"This..." Qin Song felt that this made sense, but something was wrong, "The Ministry of Industry is not in the army, let alone... let's say..."

"What more?" Sun Qizheng said coldly: "There is no need to say more about this matter, I will consider it myself."

Qin Song understood the meaning of these words, "Mr. Sun, but... But the gunpowder is made by craftsmen, and it has nothing to do with us!"

The little official next to him looked troubled.

What do you mean it doesn't matter?

According to what you said, the credit is all from the craftsmen, and everyone gets a small credit.

But Sun Qizheng is planning to be promoted recently and needs credit urgently.He clearly wanted to suppress the craftsmen and steal the credit.