I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

The adults who had been waiting in the village heard the children's laughter from afar and knew that the trip was going well.

Tian Lingzi stood by the railing halfway up the mountain, looking into the distance at the path leading into the village.

He waited until Duan Yuan and the others appeared before stroking his beard and smiling with relief. He turned around and went back into the house to wait for his disciples to return.

"Master, I found it!"

Soon, Duan Yuan's happy voice came from outside the house.

Then there was the creaking sound of the door opening.

"Master, look, is this a piece of jade?"

Duan Yuan walked to Tian Lingzi with a happy look on his face and took out the stone from his backpack.

Hearing this, Tian Lingzi could no longer maintain his composure. He sat up from the rocking chair and reached out to take it.

It feels warm to the touch and has a smooth surface.

He was about to walk to the table to take a closer look when Duan Yuan had already swiftly lit the candle and held it in front of him.

Tian Lingzi observed carefully in the candlelight.

"Yes! It's the jade!"

The two were shocked and smiled at each other.

"With this jade, we can study the divine thunder method carefully."

Duan Yuan put the candle back on the table, moved a small stool, and moved closer to Tian Lingzi. He looked at the jade with him and talked non-stop.

"If we also had divine thunder, our junior brothers and the others would have a much easier time. Ding Ning even asked me about his brother's recent situation today, but I just gave him a vague answer without saying much."

"Ugh……"

Tian Lingzi handed the jade to Duan Yuan's arms, frowned in thought, and sighed from time to time.

"Unfortunately, we only know one part of it, and we have no idea about the other ingredients and methods."

"Master, don't worry. Now that we have the materials, it's only a matter of time before the divine thunder is made."

Duan Yuan carefully put away the jade, his expression still relaxed, and said soothingly: "Besides, if we can get the message once, we can get it a second time. The Imperial Master's Mansion is not made of steel. We can just find another way."

Tian Lingzi nodded, feeling a little relieved.

As the sun was setting, the two chatted and prepared to stew a pot of hot dish with the mushrooms they picked in the mountains.

The firewood under the stove was burning vigorously.

Duan Yuan would add one or two dry branches to the stove from time to time.

Tian Lingzi sat aside, chatting with Duan Yuan: "I never thought that these mushrooms could be so much more tender if eaten differently. Just adding a few slices of meat can make them so fragrant."

"Yes, Master, if you eat more later, you will get better soon."

Tian Lingzi nodded. He was happy today and felt a little craving for wine.

"Is there any more wine?"

Duan Yuan waved his hand in amusement, "Master, don't you remember? The wine was finished last month."

"Ugh……"

Tian Lingzi smacked his lips, as if savoring the aroma of the wine.

"That wine is really good. I have to find a way to buy some more."

The Master rarely acted like a child, so Duan Yuan naturally agreed. "When the weather gets warmer, I'll go out of the mountains."

"This time, bring back a few more pots."

"Okay, Master, just rest assured."

Snore~

The soup in the pot slowly boils and the rice is stewed until it is soft.

The master and disciple had just served the food when they heard a knock on the door.

The old village chief with white hair was leaning on a walking stick made of a tree trunk. His voice was vicissitudes and a little anxious.

"Master, A Yuan, come and take a look at this."

The two men came forward, Duan Yuan slowly helped the old village chief to sit on the table and chairs, but Tian Lingzi directly took the bamboo tube from the old village chief's hand and walked to the candlelight with a gloomy expression.

The two ends of the small bamboo tube were sealed with mud. With a gentle pinch, a small piece of paper scroll hidden inside was revealed.

"When our third son was out selling wild game, he was bumped into by someone. He didn't dare to chase after the person. Only when he came back did he find this thing stuffed in his clothes."

The old village chief chattered on and on about the origin of the bamboo tube.

Tian Lingzi and Duan Yuan looked at each other with heavy eyes.

Slowly unfolding the paper scroll, he saw a few words "Chu" written on it.

"There has been a change in Xianyang. He Zhui and Zhao Gao are dead. Keep silent and do not contact them."

Tian Lingzi took a deep breath, handed the paper to Duan Yuan, clenched his fist, and lowered his eyes in thought.

Once Zhao Gao died, their way of obtaining information from the Imperial Master's Office was cut off.

I don’t know how long it will take to find out the formula of the divine thunder.

There is also He Zhui.

That old guy has been running around all his life.

How could it be so easy to go?

How could the King of Qin be so cruel?

However, think about it, given the precedent of Lu Buwei, it was not surprising that he would execute his own teacher without hesitation.

It’s just a pity that he has been planning on He Zhui for so many years.

His path is ruined.

It would be even more difficult to rebel against Qin again.

When he came to his senses, Duan Yuan had already sent the old village chief away.

Duan Yuan looked at Tian Lingzi worriedly, his voice seemingly squeezed out of his throat, "Master, what should we do now?"

"Spread the word everywhere, keep silent."

Tian Lingzi closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of sharpness.

"Send a letter to Pei County, saying there is a piece of celestial stone left in Kuaiji. Ask them to bring it here so we can forge it into a weapon."

Duan Yuan stood up, bowed solemnly, agreed verbally, and turned to leave.

The food on the table had gone completely cold.

Tian Lingzi picked up his chopsticks and ate again and again.

He needs to eat well, and he can't be like that old guy who died before his business was halfway through.

The cold food lost its original sweetness and tasted greasy, which made Tian Lingzi's frown deepen.

However, Liu Ji in the Xianyang Palace had no appetite for the warm and sumptuous meal in front of him.

He looked sadly at the moonlight outside the window, occasionally lowering his head to look at the bricks under his hands.

How could these craftsmen be so old-fashioned?

He is so dedicated even when laying floor tiles.

No gaps are left.

How could he dig a tunnel and escape?

Ugh!

He threw away the wooden chopsticks in his hand somewhat dejectedly, stood up and walked around the room, trying to find a loophole in the room.

roof?

He looked down at the chains on his hands and feet.

Give up decisively.

Looking around, the only way out is to dig into the ground.

Liu Ji sat back down helplessly, picked up the wooden chopsticks again, and resigned himself to digging the dirt along the stone bricks.

The soil is also so hard, like clay.

And that stinky bitch Lu Zhi.

He had heard from a passing servant that the other party had been promoted to the position of Imperial Master.

Such a high-ranking official is on par with Xiao He.

If she had a conscience, she should say a few good words to the national teacher, at least come to see him and help him change to a better environment. It would be good for him to go out for a walk.

well! !

He sighed again and sat down dejectedly on the cold ground.

It's a pity that his good brother didn't know that he was imprisoned here.

Otherwise, Xiao He would definitely find a way to mediate for him, and maybe even get him a small official position.

Liu Ji, who likes fantasy more and more, once again immersed himself in the beautiful dream he had woven.

In his dream, his good brother was still Zhisusheren. After rescuing him, he rose rapidly and soon became above Xiao He, receiving the other's flattery.

The moon hung high in the sky, slowly moving its light away from the figure on the ground, as if it was also disgusted with the other person's vulgarity.

The two people he was talking about, Lu Zhi and Xiao He, naturally had no idea what Liu Ji was thinking.

The two of them were busy with their own work, their minds and eyes full of how to make further progress.

Inside the Lu Mansion, the hall, without Lu Shizhi and Lu Shang, did not feel desolate at all.

Lü Gong laughed and looked at Lü Ze: "My son, your good days are coming!"