After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

There is give and take, and courtesy is exchanged. This business is not a loss-making one.

Wan Ning thought for a moment, then agreed immediately. She changed into a comfortable position to listen to the story, half lying down and urged, "Deal, I feel like there is a story here, tell me quickly."

Mian Ziheng was still tender and gentle in the tenderness of love, while Wan Ning had already changed to the carefree and unrestrained attitude of a bystander. Or maybe it could be said that since the two of them established their relationship, she has not really adapted to the stickiness of love, so she often acts a little nonsensically and carefree when they are together, but fortunately, their relationship is smooth and comfortable.

Ziheng shook his head helplessly, knowing that he should not be too impatient, and then began to talk about the reason for going to the abandoned weapons workshop.

"When our ancestors founded the Chu State, they attached great importance to the strength of the army in order to protect the peace of the country. I heard that at that time, all the people in Nanye City were soldiers. Later, they designed and built this weapon workshop to produce useful weapons for the army. Almost half of the weapons of the Chu State came from there. With the right weapons, the soldiers fought bravely on the battlefield and were invincible. This brought the Chu State decades of peace."

"If it's such a good place, how come it's become like this now?" Wan Ning compared what she saw with the prosperity Ziheng described, and couldn't help but sigh.

Ziheng took out a box of preserved fruits from his arms, opened it and handed it to Wan Ning, then continued: "After that, no one dared to invade again. The weapons produced by the weapon workshop were put aside and the whole country stopped talking about war. When the new emperor ascended the throne, a minister reported that the weapon workshop was wasting national strength and the weapons it produced were not as good as farm tools, so the new emperor ordered it to be completely closed."

“Hahahaha,” Ziheng’s words seemed to have hit the funny spot on Wan Ning. She covered her stomach and laughed wildly: “What? The weapons produced are not as good as… not as good as farm tools… Then just produce farm tools, don’t waste them.”

Ziheng looked at her and smiled faintly. He did not tell her that the antidote had some side effects, such as greater mood swings.

"What a great idea! If Yanyan was here at the time, we wouldn't be in this situation now." He echoed the praise and gently talked about what happened later: "The horses were set free in Nanshan, the weapons were put into storage, and everyone was immersed in a peaceful fantasy. Later, neighboring countries watched covetously and repeatedly came to disrupt the wars year after year. The emperor also ordered the construction of a new weapons workshop, but the scale was far less than this."

Wan Ning involuntarily stretched out her finger in front of her and pointed at the sky, feeling dizzy as if she was drunk, and asked: "But it's already broken into such a dilapidated state, what do you want to do with it... Humph, could it be... you want to restart it?"

It seemed like drunken talk, but it also spoke someone's heart. Ziheng held her flailing hands and put them under the quilt, then nodded and replied, "You always know what I want to do, Yanyan."

Wan Ning clapped her hands excitedly and shouted happily: "Haha, I guessed it right, right? Am I smart?"

"Smart, smart, Yanyan, you are the smartest." Ziheng coaxed her and talked about what happened today: "If the restart is made public, there will definitely be people in the court who will oppose it. You can imagine what they will say. So the restart has been carried out in secret. We got the original design drawings to clean them up. We are also worried that the weapons produced now are too old, so we are now resuming a small part of the production in the basement. When everything is mature and it is proven that there is no problem with the production of the weapons workshop, we will discuss it in the court. At that time, even if we oppose it, there will be nothing to say."

Wan Ning shook her dizzy head and asked in confusion: "Isn't this a good thing? Why would they object to it?"

Ziheng smiled helplessly. The retired emperor had spent his entire life proving himself. In order to prevent his brothers, who were supported by the people, from taking the throne, he would rather hastily abdicate and let his son serve as a puppet. How could he be willing to admit that his actions were a failure?

"I don't know either. Yanyan is so smart. If you know, tell me, okay?"

Wan Ning nodded, immediately raised her hand high, and said impatiently: "I know, I can tell you now."

Somehow, the side effects of the drug became more and more obvious. Wan Ning suddenly stood up like an uncontrollable monkey, but she couldn't stand steadily, like a decorative toy placed at the entrance of a supermarket during a promotion, waving its hands to attract customers. Ziheng didn't dare to stop her, nor did he want her to get hurt, so he followed her closely to protect her. He approached her, smiled gently and asked, "Really? I'm all ears. Yanyan, you tell me about it."

"Because..." Wan Ning leaned close to his ear and said seriously, "They are sick! Yes, they are sick. They can't stand others doing well, and they always want to point fingers and make their presence felt. If you do well, they are thoughtful and far-sighted, and are great bell ringers; if you do not do well, it's over, they have caught you. They will say, 'See, I told you a long time ago, but you didn't listen to me, and you did something wrong!'"

"Yanyan, how do you know?"

"I knew it, because that's what they said to me, 'You are on probation, what do you know? You can't do this. You, go and submit some information. What you did was wrong, it's because you acted on your own; what you did was good, it's because my advice was good.' I've heard this so many times that my ears are getting calluses." Wan Ning shook her body and waved her hands, shuddering as she recalled the words she heard during her six-month probation period.

Seeing that she was sad, Ziheng hugged her and patted her back to comfort her. He then asked why Wan Ning was there: "Yanyan, it's your turn to speak now."

Wan Ning smirked and smiled foolishly, tilting her head back and squinting her eyes in Ziheng's arms, and she was talking nonsense. She murmured softly, "That's right, someone wanted to assassinate you, and I went to save you. I'm your savior, do you know that?"

"I know, Yanyan, how did you know that?"

Wan Ning turned around, struggled out, stumbled out and sat on the edge of the bed, supporting herself with her hands to prevent herself from falling.

"Hey, why don't you thank me more, thank you for saving your life?"

Ziheng immediately agreed, and sat beside her on the bed, saying, "Thank you Yanyan for saving my life, I will definitely repay you in the future. Yanyan, can you tell me how you knew someone was going to assassinate me?"

"Of course, because that person is the retired emperor." Wan Ning was in a daze, her mind could not control her mouth, and she spoke to herself: "Today, when I went to the Queen Mother's Buddhist temple, I first ran into Fang Xiong rushing around and acting sneaky. The Queen Mother was talking about something else, and she mentioned your childhood and the retired emperor. Then she talked about hunting and mentioned Prince Qi. She also said that the heavy snow crushed the house, and you went to check it yourself. What house did you want your emperor to check in person? Is there no one left in Chu State?"

As she spoke, Wan Ning suddenly grabbed Ziheng's sleeve and asked foolishly, "Ziheng, are you saying that it was the emperor who did it? But that's not right. Would killing you be good for him? Even a tiger... a tiger... won't eat its own cubs."

She was right. Although the puppet had its own consciousness and some resistance, which did make the emperor very unhappy. But after all, she was still useful to him. Now killing Ziheng Qi Wang would make him the best candidate for the emperor. From the emperor's perspective, there was really no reason to do this.

Ziheng pondered secretly, stood up and picked up the arrow that Wan Ning had shot from the table beside him. The arrowhead was shaped like a plum blossom, which was very different from the arrowheads popular in Nanye. He took it in his hand and studied it carefully, and suddenly remembered that it was very similar to the arrowheads popular in Beiqi. But this arrowhead can be seen everywhere in Beiqi, can it be determined that it is related to King Qi?

Ziheng is worried, so perhaps he can start his investigation by looking at the poison used to soak the arrows.

While he was brainstorming, he heard a gentle breathing sound from the side. Turning back, he found that Wan Ning had fallen asleep leaning against the bed. Ziheng put down the arrow, walked over quickly, and gently put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt, hoping that she would be healthy again when she woke up.