After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

"Where's Tongtong?" He Yuanyao looked behind Wen Zhimiao and didn't see Bian Ruitong.

"There are still some things that need to be dealt with at the Duan family's side. I asked her to study hard with General Tang." Wen Zhimiao said with a smile.

"Okay." He Yuanyao nodded.

Wen Zhimiao looked at He Yuanyao and felt that after not seeing her for a few months, He Yuanyao seemed to have changed a little. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he just felt that something was a little different.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Wen Zhimiao let go of He Yuanyao and turned to look at Cong Yinghe.

Wen Zhimiao bowed to Cong Yinghe, who was a general under He Yuanyao's father and also a disciple promoted by He Yuanyao's father.

"Your Highness." Cong Yinghe saluted Wen Zhimiao with a fist.

Wen Zhimiao also responded with a military salute: "Thank you for your hard work this time, General."

Cong Yinghe quickly bowed his head: "It's my duty."

Wen Zhimiao smiled and said, "How is Nanshao City?"

"Princess He Yue has sealed off the city in preparation for war. Looks like we have no choice but to attack the city." Cong Yinghe said to Wen Zhimiao.

Wen Zhimiao touched his chin and said, "Don't worry, my aunt is still in the city. Don't be impatient. It will be bad if Wen Ke is pushed too far."

Cong Yinghe thought about it and did not reject Wen Zhimiao's words. Instead, he asked curiously, "What does Your Highness want?"

Before coming, the Grand Admiral also told her that this young prince was no ordinary person. Although he was not as good as her in marching and fighting, he still had to listen carefully to some of his words and suggestions.

Wen Zhimiao glanced in the direction of Nanshao City and said, "Wait a minute, we'll discuss this tomorrow. I'll go see Qi Shaoji and Zheng Shaoji first."

"The two young ladies are not in the army." Since leaving Nanshao City, Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu have been tinkering with something with a number of craftsmen in an uninhabited valley, and deafening noises can be heard from time to time.

Wen Zhimiao nodded: "I know, General He and I will take a team of soldiers to take a look, and we can follow your plan from the general's side."

Cong Yinghe didn't know what she wanted to do, but since Wen Zhimiao had spoken, she naturally wouldn't stop her.

"The last general takes orders."

Wen Zhimiao looked at Cong Yinghe. She thought she was not short before, but compared with the tall Cong Yinghe, she was actually a head shorter.

There are many female soldiers in the army, and men and women who grew up in the bitter cold of the north are indeed taller, but it is rare to see someone as tall as Cong Yinghe.

Most of the male soldiers are not as tall as her. I don’t know what she eats to grow so tall.

Wen Zhimiao selected a group of people and asked He Yuanyao to lead the way to find Zheng Shu and Qi Linglang.

"Miao Miao, what do you want to blow up by letting them tinker with those things?" He Yuanyao knew that Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu had tinkered with that thing called gunpowder before.

But she didn't quite understand it. When they were in Yunjing City, He Yuanyao had only seen it a few times, and later on, it was not done much. At that time, Wen Zhimiao asked them to find a safe place that would not affect others to tinker with it, but other things happened one after another, and it was not done until they left Yunjing City.

This time she just wanted to try it on a whim.

As the two approached the wilderness, they heard a deafening sound from a distance, and smoke rising into the sky in the distance.

Wen Zhimiao clicked his tongue and said, "There's something about Shushu and Linglang."

In fact, the people that Wen Zhimiao assigned to Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu were not all specialized craftsmen, but some sorcerers who specialized in refining elixirs and medicines.

Those captured from the Duan family also included those guys who had previously made medicine for the Wen royal family, as well as several saltpeter factories and craftsmen who made fireworks.

This team is the best configuration Wen Zhimiao can think of.

Zheng Shu's memory is the best among all the people Wen Zhimiao has ever met except Yun Zhou. Although it is not as good as Yun Zhou's photographic memory, she has a good comprehension ability and can understand many things after reading them twice.

Qi Linglang's memory is not as good as Zheng Shu's, but some people are born with a strong ability to understand certain things.

These two seem like a natural match.

Wen Zhimiao rode his horse quickly over.

When they arrived, they saw the scene was in a mess.

Qi Linglang and others who were hiding in a safe place far away just came out.

Wen Zhimiao glanced at the big pit in the wilderness, laughed, and then walked to Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu: "Is this a success?"

Zheng Shu scratched his head: "No, this is an accident."

"Ah?" He Yuanyao didn't quite understand, but Wen Zhimiao understood.

"How big is the pit normally?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

Zheng Shu pointed to the small puddle next to them, which was more than half smaller than the big puddle they had just seen.

Wen Zhimiao touched his chin and asked, "Can you blow up the city wall?"

Qi Linglang gave her an expression that showed what she was thinking.

"How can this blow up the city wall? You're so bold." Qi Linglang shook his head.

"No, what I mean is, dig a hole, put ten times the amount in, and blow a hole out. It doesn't mean to blow up the city wall at once." Wen Zhimiao explained.

Qi Linglang thought for a moment and said, "That should be possible."

"Are there so many?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"This one has it." Qi Linglang pointed to a small room next to it and said, "There are still ten copies left."

"Do we need to use it now?" Qi Linglang asked curiously.

"Try it."

Zheng Shu whispered beside him, "There's no guarantee that they'll all work."

"Then use up as much as you have." Wen Zhimiao laughed.

"Miao Miao, are you going to use this to blow up the city wall?" He Yuanyao asked from the side.

"Yeah." Wen Zhimiao chuckled, "The walls of Nanshao City aren't very strong. Let's give it a try."

"But isn't there a moat around it?"

"Even if there is a moat, there is still a small area on the edge, which is perfect for placing explosives." Wen Zhimiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

In fact, some people had studied gunpowder at the end of the previous dynasty, but no one did it anymore after the chaotic times. The Wen royal family was afraid that someone would seize their throne, so they didn't take it seriously either, not to mention belittling the military generals to the extreme.

The Wen royal family is actually quite lucky. The Central Plains has been incompetent for many years, and the Northern Rong has also been in civil strife for a long time.

Beirong rose up, and Su Qingluo's parents, a powerful general sent from heaven, managed to stop the aggressive Beirong.

It can only be said that the Wen royal family did not suffer much hardship from its rise to its demise.

Wen Zhimiao felt that they should actually thank her mother.

If those people from the Wen family knew what she was thinking, they would probably be so angry that they would come back to life.

Although Wen Zhimiao himself has Wen family blood flowing in his veins, blood cannot determine closeness and sense of belonging.

"But Wanyue is still in the city. If we attack the city directly, won't Wanyue be in danger?" He Yuanyao asked worriedly.

Wen Zhimiao's lips curled up slightly: "Wen Ke thought that if she could control my sister and aunt, she could control the master and the court, but she couldn't tell who was controlling whom. Did she really think that it was so easy to control my aunt's people?"

Those people have all been through thick and thin with Wen Rongxue. The friendship forged between life and death cannot be driven away by a little bit of profit. Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wen Ke is doomed to fail.