lucky son

Because his body couldn't bear the toss, and because he saw the son of luck for the first time, his mood fluctuated a bit, Meng Hui felt very tired, and he became groggy after a short while leaning on the seat.Dimly, he felt that someone was holding his body and helping him to lie down slowly.

Knowing who the other party was, Meng Hui didn't bother to open his eyes. He slept peacefully on a "pillow" that was moderately soft, hard and warm. He didn't even know when the convoy arrived in Zishi.

In front of the brightly lit gate of the Marshal's Mansion, the butler, who had received a call from the guard at the city gate as early as when the convoy entered the city, was already ready to welcome them.Seeing his master carrying someone down from the car, the old butler's eyes lit up, and the corner of his mouth made a subconscious tickle.

In fact, before leaving, Wei Chongwen had already told the housekeeper to tidy up the room next to his bedroom - although he was not sure that he would be able to see the person in his dream, it was always good to be prepared.And through the master's instructions, the experienced butler had already foreseen the arrival of a certain distinguished guest. Although he was excited at this time, he still maintained a respectful and calm posture quietly.

Holding the person in his arms firmly, without any intention of pretending to be someone else, Wei Chongwen gestured to Nian who also got out of the car, and lowered his voice: "Clean up a room for this lady and take care of it carefully."

Hearing the old housekeeper's response, Wei Chongwen stopped meddling and went upstairs with Meng Hui in his arms.After hesitating for a moment, he still entered the room that had just been tidied up next to his bedroom.

——Although I really want to put my sweetheart directly on my bed, but this is a little disrespectful, and it is not the way to treat guests.

Nian watched helplessly as his son was carried away, and hurriedly followed two steps, but was stopped by the winking old housekeeper.

After finding a careful and steady maid to come over, the old butler smiled attentively and said, "Ma'am has been exhausted all the way, so she doesn't look too good? It's getting late now, please wash up with your servants quickly and rest as soon as possible. "

Nianshi was indeed not feeling well. It was her first time riding in a car, and she was nervous and scared. Coupled with the bumps along the way, she felt a little nauseous.However, even though she was mentally weak, she was still thinking about her son's situation.

Looking at the friendly old butler, Nian clutched the handkerchief in his hand and mustered up his courage: "But...I, I want to see Le'er first..."

"Madam, don't worry, there is a Marshal taking care of Ling Qianjin." The old butler replied with a smile, but he refused to budge.

Nian was stunned for a moment by the word "Lingqianjin", and subconsciously retorted: "That's my son..."

The old butler: "........."

After a moment of silence, the tried and tested old butler quickly adjusted his mentality, his smile remained unchanged: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue. It would be more appropriate for the young master to be taken care of by the marshal."

Nianshi: "……………………"

——Do you always feel that something is not right?City people are really weird.

Nian wasn't a tough character originally, but at this moment, the old housekeeper used both soft and hard tactics, so he soon gave up his insistence and followed the maid to leave in a daze.

Seeing that Nian was gone, the old housekeeper lost his expression, took off his glasses and wiped them, with a look of "That's right".

——He also watched Wei Chongwen grow up, seeing that his marshal was in his 20s but had no interest in girls at all, so he was inevitably a little restless.In addition, there have been some gossip around, and everyone either spoke conclusively or implicitly hinted, and they all felt that Wei Chongwen's rejection of women must have been broken.

The old butler didn't believe it at first, but after listening to it a lot, he was a little shaken. It wasn't until this moment that he finally confirmed it.

——My marshal is indeed a broken sleeve...

The old butler sighed and was very worried, but as a qualified butler, he would never interfere in his master's private affairs. The only thing he could do was to do his best to take good care of this...another male master.

Although the night was dark, everyone in the Marshal's Mansion was busy.Some went to buy daily necessities for the new owner; some went to major pharmacies to buy tonics such as ginseng and bird’s nest; Beforehand, prepare everything properly.

Naturally, Meng Hui was not clear about the busyness of the Marshal's Mansion.Yuan was weak and drowsy, and Meng Hui didn't deliberately change Yuan's routine in order to take care of his body, so he slept until dawn.

Meng Hui accepted the new environment well.He got up and dressed familiarly, and just after going to the bathroom to wash up, he saw the old butler guarding the bedroom door with a kind smile.

"Young Master Nian, are you awake? The kitchen just made breakfast, do you want to eat in the dining room, or in the bedroom?" After finishing speaking, the old butler introduced himself belatedly, "I, Sang Huai, It's the housekeeper of the Marshal's Mansion, if you have anything to do, please tell me."

Meng Hui smiled and called "Sang Butler", and then said that he was going to the restaurant for dinner. Sang Butler immediately led the way and introduced the situation of the Marshal's Mansion to Meng Hui as he walked.

Wei Chongwen was raised under the knees of the old warlord since he was very young, and he didn't have much contact with his biological parents.When the old warlord died, Wei Chongwen inherited the Marshal's Mansion, but he did not take his parents over to live with him.

Since the entire three-story Marshal's Mansion has only one owner, it inevitably looks empty, not to mention that Wei Chongwen doesn't like too many people invading his territory, so in such a large Marshal's Mansion, few people can be seen.

Meng Hui had no interest in the Marshal's Mansion, so he got to know a little bit, so he took the initiative to ask, "Where did the Marshal go?"

Hearing Meng Hui's question, the old housekeeper burst into laughter immediately: "The marshal is off to do military affairs, and he left early in the morning! In order to pick you up yesterday, the headquarters has already accumulated a lot of official duties to be resolved, not to mention, the marshal I have made an appointment for a specialist consultation for you, and in order to spare time to accompany you to the hospital, there are many things that need to be dealt with in advance."

In order to win the favorability of his marshal in front of Meng Hui, the old housekeeper was eloquent and eloquent, repeatedly emphasizing how much Wei Chongwen cared about Meng Hui. Considerate and comprehensive, even his full-time butler is ashamed of himself.

When he came to the restaurant and saw the exquisite meals on the table, the old housekeeper immediately smiled and confirmed it: "Mr. Nian, please try this medicinal meal! As the saying goes, 'Medicine is not as good as food', the marshal came back yesterday, immediately So I went to the largest medicated food department in Zi City and invited the master who is in charge of the spoon." As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed at the middle-aged man who was guarding the dining table, "This master Liu was originally an imperial cook, and he specially made nourishing food for the nobles in the palace. Meals! Tell Master Liu what you want to eat in the future, he will be in charge of your meals."

Master Liu swallowed his saliva, showed a trembling smile, and nodded his hello to the young master he will serve in the future—God knows, he was kicked open the door last night, dragged from the bed to the Marshal's Mansion abruptly, almost on the verge of I was scared to pee, and I am still dizzy until now, and I can't tell the difference between south, east and north.

However, although this way of "inviting" people is not very friendly, the treatment given to him by the Marshal's Mansion is indeed good. Not only is the salary generous, the job is also easy, and he can also rely on the mountain of the Marshal's Mansion. Master Liu looked at Meng Hui Hui's eyes seemed to see a walking golden thigh.

Meng Hui greeted Master Liu, sat down under the earnest gaze of the other party, and drank a mouthful of herbal porridge.

It has to be said that this master Liu's craftsmanship is really good, with good color and fragrance, even Meng Hui, who doesn't care much about appetite, can't help but whet his appetite.

As the old housekeeper said, "Medicine is not as good as food", because medicine is three-point poison.The original body is weak, not only due to congenital deficiency and heart disease, but also due to years of taking medicine and a backlog of medicine.

And I have to say that the taste of Chinese medicine is really not very friendly. Even if Meng Hui has a high endurance, drinking a bowl of Chinese medicine will still make you feel sick.The original body was recuperating in bed every day, and he didn't have much activity. He ate little in the first place, and he was often fed with traditional Chinese medicine, so he lost his appetite even more.

Ever since he entered the original body, Meng Hui hadn't had a serious meal for a long time. At this time, his taste nerves were soothed by the delicious medicinal porridge, and finally became active, and his stomach also rumbled, expressing hunger. signal of.

Meng Hui was quite satisfied with this breakfast, at least twice as much as usual.

When he was halfway through eating, Nian Shi also came to the restaurant.Seeing his son's appetite, Nian's eyes lit up, not only thanked the old housekeeper and Master Liu, but also thanked the Marshal who was not here, wishing to kowtow three times immediately.

In fact, the Nian family also knows that drinking too much medicine is not good for the child's growth, but although their family has no worries about food and clothing, they can't be called rich and wealthy. They have money to buy medicinal materials for the original body, but they can't afford those precious supplements. .

It can be said that since he came to the Marshal's Mansion, Meng Hui's treatment from a small rich family has immediately been raised to the level of the royal relatives.

After breakfast, Nian originally wanted to guard his son, but was fooled by Meng Hui, and went out to the street in a daze accompanied by the maid of Marshal's Mansion.

After seeing off Nian Shi, Meng Hui also had nothing to do, so he simply suggested going to the study according to Yuan's habits and hobbies.Originally, he just wanted to find a place to pass the time, but he never thought that the old housekeeper would be so helpful and take him directly to the study where Wei Chongwen usually works.

"This... Butler Sang, the marshal is not here, is it a little bit unkind for me to come here..." Standing at the door of the study, Meng Hui asked hesitantly, looking at the military topographic map that occupied the entire wall.After all, although he had a deep bond with the Child of Destiny, in this world, the two had met for less than 24 hours, and he fell asleep most of the time.

The old butler's smile remained unchanged, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with doing so—God knows, when his marshal ordered him to do so, he almost dropped his jaw in shock.

"What's wrong? The marshal ordered it specially, so don't worry, Mr. Nian." The old housekeeper said with a smile, "Last night, the marshal sent someone to the bookstore to buy a batch of foreign translation books and periodicals that you might be interested in. Put it here!"

Meng Hui: “………………………”

——Okay, the son of luck will always do some inexplicable surprises, he should have gotten used to it long ago.

Seeing that Meng Hui had settled down in the study, the old housekeeper had someone bring tea and snacks, and he quickly retreated.

Meng Hui had no interest in those translated books.He first looked at the topographical map to evaluate the strategic policy marked by Wei Chongwen on the map, and then began to read various documents on the desk to learn more about the current status of the mission target.

——Since the son of luck can't wait to spread out everything about himself in front of Meng Hui, Meng Hui will naturally not be polite to him.

Generally speaking, the current situation of the son of luck is still very good. Although the country has external and internal troubles, Wei Chongwen already has the confidence to face all storms. I don't know how many times better the life of the street mice hiding in Tibet.

Thinking of the son of luck in the past, and looking at him now, Meng Hui couldn't help feeling again that things are right and wrong—the little boy he raised has indeed "grown up" and no longer needs him, an old father, to follow him. I worked hard and ran around in the back.

Thinking of this, Meng Hui opened a notebook, and suddenly found that it was full of design drawings of various firearms.Although I don't know much about the development of science and technology in this plane, these design drawings are undoubtedly the most advanced batch of weapons after the founding of the fifth plane.

There is a saying that "government grows out of the barrel of a gun". The more powerful the weapons and equipment in your hands, the higher the combat effectiveness of the army, and the more able it is to dominate this country and this era.And Wei Chongwen was able to have such a batch of weapons in his hands, no wonder not only the other warlords did not dare to act rashly, but even those foreign invaders who were eyeing tigers were also scrupulous.

Meng Hui flipped through the weapon design drawings that would shock the whole world when he released them page by page, and his heart was quite peaceful, but when he saw the last page, his eyes suddenly widened.

最后一页十分干净，上面只是颇为随意的书写了一个公式：235U+1n=137Ba+97Kr+2n

This series of formulas seems simple, but actually contains extremely dangerous information-because this is the formula for the fission reaction of uranium, and if it goes further, it is a nuclear weapon.

After the establishment of the new regime in the fifth world, Meng Hui's mission was completed and he chose to escape from the shipwreck.And not long before he left that world, a western country had just shocked the world with an atomic bomb.

Sensing this huge threat, Meng Hui's country immediately set up a tackling team and began to delve into the manufacture of nuclear weapons. He Chen, the lucky son of a five-star general, took full charge of this arduous task.

Of course, He Chen didn't really participate in the research, but was only responsible for protecting the safety of these scientists and research materials, and providing them with various logistical support. At the same time, he also needed to represent the government to monitor and follow up the progress of the project at all times to ensure that everything was within the reach of the government. within the control range.

Meng Hui didn't know how much He Chen knew about nuclear weapons, and how much Wei Chongwen in this world remembered, but this line of formula was clearly a dangerous signal.

Perhaps... the world consciousness of this plane is so peaceful, allowing Wei Chongwen to develop and grow up to now, probably also aware of the terrifying power of this line of formula.

It was probably afraid that it would push Wei Chongwen into a hurry, and the other party would be defeated, so it simply used a big move to have a "world nuclear peace".

——For some reason, I suddenly feel pity for this unfortunate world consciousness...

The author has something to say: Thank you for the landmines thrown by the little angel of the dream outside the mirror, and the grenade thrown by Ashley dear=333=

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