A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Warming up the wine was just a sentence, and stopping the dispute was meant to ease the atmosphere. Young Master Wang didn't respond to his next words, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only sweep his forehead and secretly turn his gaze in the direction of Young Master Wang, hoping that the host would come forward and talk.

Soon, Zhi Zheng realized that his master's temper was extremely stubborn. It was impossible to get him to speak actively, especially since Wen Meijiu in front of him was also indifferent.

"Oh, Miss Wen, what's going on?"

Zhi Zheng quickly pointed his finger in the direction of the cave entrance that was still emitting black smoke.

Wen Meijiu couldn't help but panic. He quickly turned around and pretended to have just discovered it. He also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to think of a suitable reason to hide it.

When she used the grenade, she just felt great, but she didn't expect it would attract everyone's attention. She had to think of a way to fool them.

"Oh, it was those bandits who did this.

Fortunately, I was agile and escaped quickly, so I was safe and sound.

These bandits were really cruel and ruthless. They couldn't beat me, so they threw gunpowder at me, trying to blow me up. In the end, they got what they deserved. "

Afraid that others would notice, Wen Meijiu gritted his teeth and waved his fists as he spoke to show his hatred.

"How do you, a woman, know about gunpowder?"

Prince Wang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, his voice full of suspicion.

Wen Meijiu turned around suddenly to look at him, and the panic in his eyes disappeared immediately after he saw that it was Prince Wang.

What the hell do you care? You probably didn’t say anything when I was playing with explosives.

I thought this in my heart, but I couldn't say it out loud.

"What's so rare about this? My father told me about it."

Wen Meijiu slowly turned around, his voice light and light, and he did not forget to brush off the dust that had just stained his body.

"your dad?"

Prince Wang knew that Wen Meijiu's father was a scholar, but as a mere scholar, he wouldn't be interested in studying such things, right?

Besides, even if he liked to study it, gunpowder was an item controlled by the government, and it was impossible for a scholar like him to get access to it, let alone teach it to his children and let them play with it to perfection.

Prince Wang didn't believe Wen Meijiu's statement that the gunpowder was set by the enemy, and he didn't continue the conversation according to her words.

Wen Meijiu was no fool, and she knew that Prince Wang was deliberately trying to expose her flaws, and would ask her more specific questions about gunpowder.

"Hey, what's so strange about this? Don't underestimate my father. He used to be a legal advisor in the neighboring county. He is very capable. He has contributed a lot to catching traitors and suppressing bandits.

If my father had not been in trouble and still had an identity, would you dare to stand here and question me?"

It is understandable that highly lethal weapons such as gunpowder may be used to capture traitors and suppress bandits.

Knowing that Prince Wang was not an ordinary person, but he pretended to be an ordinary person, Wen Meijiu took advantage of the situation and bit back, deliberately saying that they bullied her because of her poor background.

This statement may sound credible to others, but Prince Wang did not. His intuition told him that there was more to Wen Meijiu than that. He could tell from the smile on her face just now.

With his eyelids drooping slightly, Prince Wang continued:

"That gunpowder is so powerful. Miss Wen was able to escape death, but the bandit blew himself up. It was really stupid!"

She choked a little, but this did not bother Wen Meijiu. She pretended to be confused and said worriedly:

"Who knows if they are dead or not? They are so crazy. They just want me to die. Fortunately, I run fast."

After saying this, he glanced at Prince Wang and saw that he was indifferent, so he said with annoyance:

"Does the young master think that only my death can prove that the gunpowder was thrown by the bandits?"

Prince Wang didn't expect Wen Meijiu to turn the tables on him, and he suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at her.

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean? Young Master seems to always dislike me."

It's easy to find a pretext to accuse someone of a crime, and Prince Wang did say hurtful words to Wen Meijiu about Yiran's matter. If something happens to Yiran, will he be satisfied if she is "buried with her"?

Wen Meijiu's words had a hidden meaning, and Zhi Zheng and Wang Gongzi both understood it clearly. If they continued talking, the two would start arguing.

"Miss Wen, we don't mean that."

Zhi Zheng hurried to explain. Prince Wang had once asked Zhi Zheng to investigate Wen Meijiu's identity in detail. Wen Houyu had worked as a legal advisor in the county government, and he knew about it. Prince Wang was also aware of this.

The explanation that stopping a dispute requires warming the wine is not a big problem.

"Just because you don't mean it doesn't mean others don't mean it."

Wen Meijiu crossed his arms over his chest, a look of sarcasm on his face.

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and Prince Wang suddenly said:

"I gonna go see."

When he walked past, Wen Meijiu realized that he wanted to go into the cave to take a look.

Her brain worked quickly and Wen Meijiu thought about everything that happened before and after the explosion. Fortunately, she hid the pull ring of the grenade and did not leave any handle for the other party.

Just go, she doesn't have time to play with him, she wants to go and see how Art is doing and make sure he doesn't get beaten to death again.

After Wen Meijiu left, Prince Wang did not give up and continued to walk towards the cave entrance.

"Master, Miss Wen..."

Seeing Wen Meijiu leave, Zhi Zheng hurriedly caught up with Master Wang, wanting to say a few words to them, but was stopped by Master Wang's outstretched hand.

His eyes wandered around the cave. Zhi Zheng knew that his master must have thought of something, so he stopped disturbing him.

Prince Wang stood in the cave, waving at the smoke in front of him, his eyes never leaving any corner of the ground.

The cave was already filled with corpses, and there was hardly anyone breathing.

"Stop fighting and see if there are any survivors."

When Zhi Zheng heard Prince Wang's order, he was stunned at first, but he soon understood his master's intention and immediately went to look for them one by one.

Prince Wang took advantage of the opportunity to move inside. Suddenly, he found something black on the ground in front of him. He took two quick steps and picked it up.

I held it in front of my eyes and looked at it from left to right. It was a small piece of opaque black thing. It was called a tile, but it was smoother and thinner than a tile, and the cut surface was not as rough as a tile.

What on earth is this?

Prince Wang didn't figure it out, so he took out his handkerchief, wrapped it up, and hid it in his arms.

"Master, there are no survivors."

Zhi Zheng came over to report, his tone somewhat frustrated, that he had not completed the task assigned by the young master.

"It's okay, let's go."

"Where to go?"

Young Master Wang didn't care about the result at all. Zhi Zheng was a little surprised. As soon as he asked the question, Young Master Wang had already left the cave. He didn't have time to think about it and hurried to catch up.

**

Wen Meijiu returned along the original route. As soon as he arrived outside the cave, he heard a noisy sound inside. Listening carefully, he heard the voice of Art cursing.

Without even looking, Wen Meijiu knew that Art had not gained the upper hand.

At this time, Wen Meijiu couldn't just stand by and watch, so he rushed over to help Art out of the predicament.

"Hey, take my punch."

Art and the bandit leader were in a stalemate, and a few small bandits were cheering on the side, punching and kicking Art non-stop, so that he could not concentrate on dealing with the bandit leader.

Wen Meijiu took out the dagger from behind and pointed it at the neck of a small bandit.