Chapter 473 Ambush, someone panicked
In the Armory, ever since Jiang Qingzhi left, the old craftsman Feng Yuan had become the envy of everyone. From time to time, people would encourage him to treat guests, saying that going to Xin'an Lane was like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.
Feng Yuan smiled, but was still concentrating on the research and development of the chain musket.
Because Jiang Qingzhi thought highly of him, the eunuch Chen Shi, who was in charge of the Armament Bureau, also looked up to him. When he saw him during inspections, he would nod and occasionally ask about the research and development progress with a friendly face.
When the news that Jiang Qingzhi was seriously ill reached everyone, Feng Yuan was stunned.
The noble man who saw through his design direction at a glance and solved the solution that he had been racking his brains for for a long time but could not come up with, actually fell down.
Feng Yuan was extremely sad. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Someone laughed at him for losing his new backer. Feng Yuan was furious and argued with that person for a long time.
"...Long Wilbur saw through my intentions at a glance, and easily solved the problem that had troubled me for a long time. He is a genius! Even if he is just a commoner, I am willing to be his lackey!"
Feng Yuan's firm attitude impressed everyone.
When I got home, my wife said that there were guests visiting.
The person who came looked quite gentle, but Feng Yuan sensed some arrogance.
"I heard that you were going to the Mohist school?" The visitor did not introduce himself.
"Yes." Feng Yuan glanced at his wife, who shook her head slightly, indicating that she did not know the man's identity.
"Rejected them." The voice of the visitor was not loud, but it contained a different meaning of rejection.
Feng Yuan was startled, "I have already promised Long Wei Bo..."
"I said I rejected them, are you deaf?" The man suddenly burst into anger and said coldly: "Jiang Qingzhi is seriously ill at the moment, don't make mistakes!"
Feng Yuan's personality was probably similar to that of the technology geeks of later generations. He stiffened his neck and said, "How can a man be untrustworthy? Besides, the Mohists are good at engineering, which is just right for me..."
"I said it." The visitor was a little impatient and squinted his eyes and said, "I won't say good things for the third time."
He stared at Feng Yuan, and his old wife shook her head, suggesting that Feng Yuan should agree quickly.
Although this person did not reveal his identity, Feng Yuan's old wife sensed the danger with a woman's keen intuition.
Feng Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I will go to Xin'an Lane tomorrow."
Although he was of humble status, he only cared about firearms and fortifications. Later that day, he carefully consulted a minor official, and after learning that the Mohist mechanical art was unmatched, he regarded Jiang Qingzhi as his idol and wished to learn from him day and night.
The visitor nodded, "Okay."
After he left, his wife complained, "Why did you offend such a person for that uncle?"
"I have been dealing with fortifications all my life, and I know how difficult this is. Even if I spend my whole life, I still cannot figure it out in ten lifetimes. But what Chang Wei Bo said opened my eyes. If he can take charge of the Ming fortifications, I dare say that in ten years, the Ming Dynasty will be able to replace swords and guns with firearms. It is worth my life to be able to follow Chang Wei Bo!"
The old wife couldn't persuade him any more and had to go cook.
"There's no soy sauce." The old wife shouted in the kitchen, full of anger.
"I'll go right away." Feng Yuan went out with the bottle.
The alley where his house is located is quite old, and most of his neighbors are poor. It is a bit like a slum, but it is also a well-known poor place in the capital.
Feng Yuan was thinking about Jiang Qingzhi's condition, and he was distracted when he went to buy soy sauce, and even forgot to pay. Fortunately, everyone was an acquaintance, and after being called, Feng Yuan quickly paid the money and explained that he had been a little absent-minded recently...
On the way back, he was still a little disappointed.
When I was almost outside my house, I heard footsteps behind me.
Feng Yuan didn't care.
"Feng Yuan?" Someone behind him called him in a low voice.
"Who?" Feng Yuan turned around and was hit on the head with a stick.
Bah!
He fell heavily to the ground, the porcelain bottle broke, the soy sauce spilled all over the floor, and the blood flowing from his head mixed with the soy sauce, turning it red in color.
The old wife was cooking at home. The dishes were ready but the soy sauce had not arrived yet, so she went out to look for Feng Yuan while nagging.
The sunset was beautiful. The old wife took a look at it and wondered where Feng Yuan could go at this time, but she almost tripped over something.
She looked down...
"Husband!"
Amid the screams, a flock of birds took off at the entrance of the alley, spreading their wings and soaring high in the sunset...
……
Jiang Qingzhi woke up again in the evening, and the kitchen prepared porridge for him as instructed by the doctor.
Some medicinal herbs were added to the porridge, which made it warm and comfortable to drink.
"Your Majesty has sent people to inquire twice." Li Tian sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Duoduo and said with a smile.
Jiang Qingzhi finished his porridge and said, "Give me some dry food."
"The imperial doctors said that my husband has just woken up, and it is not appropriate for him to eat dry food as it will consume his energy and blood." Li Tian was firm.
"They are all quacks." Jiang Qingzhi drank a bowl of porridge and felt even hungrier.
"My husband, don't talk nonsense. Those imperial doctors are all famous." Li Tian handed the empty bowl to Huang Yan'er, "Give my husband another half bowl of porridge."
Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "Forget it, I won't drink anymore."
"You can eat dry food the day after tomorrow." Li Tian comforted and then went out.
After closing the door, Li Tian suddenly asked, "Did you hear any sound?"
Huang Yan'er shook her head, and Li Tian said, "Why do I hear chewing sounds?"
She pushed open the door, and Jiang Qingzhi, who was lying on the bed, looked at her with a frown and said nothing.
"What's that smell?" Li Tian sniffed.
"Duoduo farted." Jiang Qingzhi said.
"Meow!"
Duoduo scratched Jiang Qingzhi with his claws.
"Husband, please take a rest!" Li Tian had accumulated a lot of things today that needed to be dealt with.
After the door was closed, Jiang Qingzhi chewed quickly and swallowed.
"Who would want to eat this kind of bread in the past? But now I think it is the ultimate delicacy." Jiang Qingzhi took his hand out from under the quilt, and there was still half a piece of meat floss bread.
"Meow!" Duoduo glanced at the bread.
"It's all technology and hard work, you can't finish it." Jiang Qingzhi ate half of the bread, but still felt hungry, so he got out a piece of compressed biscuit.
"This one has a lot of oil and salt, but the ingredient list is much simpler." Jiang Qingzhi took a bite of the compressed biscuit and found it delicious.
Hearing footsteps, Jiang Qingzhi quickly swallowed the biscuits and lay down pretending to be dead.
"Madam, there is an old lady asking to see you, asking the uncle for help." The maid's voice came from outside the door. Jiang Qingzhi was stunned and thought to himself, how could I know any old lady?
"What did the front yard say?" Li Tian was about to go out for dinner.
"What did the old woman say..." The maids have been restless since midnight yesterday. The imperial doctors, the emperor, the princes... wave after wave of people came to visit Jiang Qingzhi. They have been busy for most of the day and are now exhausted. "They said that the husband at home is... yes, he is a craftsman in the Armory Bureau.
Today, someone came to threaten her husband to stay away from the Mo family. The old craftsman refused and was knocked unconscious when he left the house. It was said that he was seriously injured. The old woman said that the family did not have enough money to hire a doctor, so she came to the Bo Mansion for help. "
"Old craftsman?" Li Tian frowned. "Such matters should be handled by the front yard, but someone told me... What is the front yard doing? Is it Mr. Xu's intention?"
The maid nodded, "It was Mr. Xu's instruction."
Li Tian understood, "Tell Mr. Xu that although my husband has woken up, he still needs to recuperate. If you want to give those people a shock, just ask Mr. Xia to do it."
During the time when Jiang Qingzhi was in a coma, the outside world was in an uproar. The scholars and literati in the capital were celebrating and were very proud of it.
Xu Wei wanted to use this incident to give those people a slap in the face.
But this matter involved Jiang Qingzhi's plan for the Mohist school, so he sent someone to ask for instructions.
"Yes!" The maid was about to reply, but raised her head and looked behind Li Tian.
Li Tian turned around and found that the door had opened. Jiang Qingzhi held the door and said in a deep voice, "Go to the front yard!"
"Husband, your body..." Li Tian was a little worried and helped him down the stairs.
"Feng Yuan is a genius in mechanics and firearms, but he was ruined by the Arms Bureau. I finally got him, but those idiots!"
A fierce look flashed in Jiang Qingzhi's eyes.
Arriving at the front yard, Xu Wei said awkwardly, "My Lord, just send someone to pass on the message."
Jiang Qingzhi said calmly: "Some people think that I am dead and can do whatever they want. If you dare to reach out, you must be prepared to have your hands and feet broken. Mo Zhan."
"Uncle!"
"That person thought I was seriously ill, so he went to the Feng family without restraint. He must have been seen by many people along the way. I offer a reward of one thousand strings of cash. I want news about that person!"
"Yes."
Mo Zhan went out.
"Send someone to visit the Feng family and keep watch. Invite the best doctor. All expenses should be paid from the mansion." Jiang Qingzhi glanced at Xu Wei. "Also, ask her to report to the authorities."
Xu Wei's eyes rolled, "Great! I think... let her go to the Dali Temple."
Jiang Qingzhi nodded and looked at everyone, "I'm awake, some people should be panicking."
……
"What? Jiang Qingzhi is awake?"
In a restaurant in the north of the city, the man who went to the Feng family said in astonishment.
"The news has been out for more than an hour, but you were at Feng's house at the time, so you didn't know about it." The man in brocade robe opposite him looked depressed. "I thought Jiang the thief would be dead, but who would have thought that he would continue to cause harm for a thousand years. After this drink, you should leave the city and find a place to hide for a while."
"Damn it! God is blind!" The man drank a glass of wine, "Jiang Qingzhi woke up, how could he care about the affairs at this moment? I will leave the city tomorrow."
"Don't die in Yaqing's belly." The man in brocade robe knew that this guy was going to say goodbye to his old lover.
After drinking, the two separated.
The man in brocade robe returned home, only to find someone waiting for him.
"What's the matter?"
"Where did you and Zhang Xi go?" the man asked coldly.
"What's wrong after having a drink?" asked the man in brocade robe.
"Where is Zhang Xi now?"
"He went to Chenghe Tower to look for his old lover Yaqing, but something happened?" The man in brocade robe frowned.
The man said coldly: "The news from Xin'an Lane is that Jiang Qingzhi has offered a reward of 1,000 strings of cash for information about Zhang Xi. You idiot, you still have the mind to play with women. Hurry and lead the way to find him!"
……
Chenghe Building is located on an entertainment street, which is now brightly lit.
A carriage came slowly, surrounded by several men on horseback. Someone saw the plaque of Chenghe Building and whispered to the people in the carriage, "Master, we have arrived at Chenghe Building."
The curtain of the carriage was opened, revealing Jiang Qingzhi's pale face. He glanced at the plaque.
"Mo Zhan."
"Uncle!"
"Drag that bastard out!"
"Leader!"
Mo Zhan rushed in with two guards, found the madam and asked, "Where is Yaqing?"
The madam was startled. She could tell at a glance that Mo Zhan and the others were here to cause trouble. The rules of the brothel were that the customers' troubles were our troubles. If you have any problems, you can go out and solve them yourself, but here, you have to obey me. And her backers were not weak either, so she sneered, "Are they all dead? Beat them out!"
Mo Zhan said: "You are shameless!"
"What are you talking about!" Sun Chonglou came over and slapped the madam to the ground. Mo Zhan and others beat up the thugs, and the surroundings were in chaos in an instant.
"Yaqing is... over there." The madam was lifted up by Sun Chonglou's collar and pointed at the second floor diagonally opposite.
Sun Chonglou raised his eyes and saw a man and a woman on the second floor. The woman was shocked, and the man's face changed drastically. He turned around and ran, and then rushed over.
Rushing downstairs, Sun Chonglou suddenly jumped up, grabbed the edge of the wooden floor on the second floor, pulled hard, and his huge body flipped up.
The man was Zhang Xi. He ran away in dishevel, but was kicked down by Sun Chonglou after only a few steps.
The madam was crying and asked someone to report to the police immediately.
The guests were pointing and talking, and some were drinking and swearing.
Just then, there was a commotion outside the door, and then a young man with a pale face was crowded in.
Sun Chonglou threw Zhang Xi down from the building and he landed right in front of Jiang Qingzhi.
"It's Long Weber!" The man who was cursing shuddered, and all the drunkenness disappeared.
Jiang Qingzhi, who was rumored to be bedridden, actually appeared here. The madam covered her mouth with her hands, wishing she could tear off the mouth that had caused trouble for her.
Jiang Qingzhi smiled and said to Zhang Xi, "But Mr. Zhang?"
Zhang Xi's face turned pale. He struggled hard to kneel down and raised his head, "Please, Master, spare my life."
(End of this chapter)
