Chapter 246 I steal myself
Inside the palace, in the autumn forest, golden leaves scattered on the flat stone slabs.
Under the sun, it looks like a burning flame.
Xu Zhenguan stood quietly in the forest, turning his slender and beautiful wrist gently, and the sword inlaid with dragon accessories in his hand inserted straight into the gap between the stone slabs with a "clop" sound.
She took out a silk handkerchief, slowly wiped her white and slender hands, and asked curiously: "Has he made any progress?"
The word "progress" here naturally refers to the case of the ghost in Prince Jing's palace.
After Zhao Duan entered the Shenji Camp, Xu Zhenguan initially had high expectations for him due to his amazing performance in the imperial office.
Therefore, even if it was an outrageous request such as Tang Ping and others being dismissed, the empress calmly agreed.
Even when Xue Shence and others entered the palace, they were all blocked by her.
However, what came back from the Shenji Camp were all criticisms of Zhao Duan enjoying himself.
It seems that he completely forgot about the investigation mission.
However, Xu Zhenguan still let it go, his curiosity aroused, and he guessed what the little imperial guard wanted.
She had also heard about today's so-called military exercise in advance.
At this moment, I saw Mo Chou rushing to report in such a hurry, and her expression and behavior were abnormal.
Of course, the guess is that Zhao Duan made trouble again and the case was completely broken.
However, Mochou, who walked closer, shook his head and said:
"Master Zhao has not started investigating the case yet, at least I can't see any traces."
The empress' beautiful eyes showed traces of surprise, and she said doubtfully:
"Could it be that the military drill caused trouble? Who did he have a conflict with?"
Mochou couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head: "...Not really."
The empress was really curious now. Her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she had encountered an interesting puzzle, and she chuckled:
"Let me guess. Since it has nothing to do with the case and is not a conflict, it cannot be that something happened during the performance itself."
The weird look on Mochou's face became more intense, and he said respectfully: "Your Majesty's eyes are like torches, and you can see everything clearly!
The people below reported that during today's drill, Mr. Zhao took out two new types of firearms and practiced them with the new battle formations, which were far superior to the previous muskets...
The Privy Council and the Minister of War all witnessed it with their own eyes, and they rushed to send congratulatory letters to the palace..."
She recounted what she learned in detail.
Xu Zhenguan was really stunned now.
The autumn wind blew by, and the white-clothed empress's black hair rising vertically from her lower back was slightly raised.
The hair cuts across her white cheeks, plump lips, straight nose and dark eyebrows like distant mountains...
She quietly stopped wiping her hands, and the handkerchief was subconsciously tightly squeezed into her white and moist palms.
"You said that Zhao Duan invited Gongshu Tianyuan to cooperate with Chen Gui to make a new firearm?"
"yes."
"Much more than a musket?"
"Yes. According to Zhao Qianshi, the drawings stolen by Prince Jing's Mansion are almost like waste paper."
"He was there and only provided some ideas?"
"Yes, that's what the chief of the Firearms Bureau said."
silence.
At this moment, Empress Dayu couldn't help but recall that a few days ago, she and Zhang Tianshi used the water curtain to watch the scene that Zhao Duan told Gongshu Tianyuan in the Tianshi Mansion.
She suddenly had a strong intuition that the core of this new firearm was probably inseparable from the little imperial army.
How?
Just like the "Three Golden Strategies" described in the Xiuwen Museum, it can only be attributed to the talented person.
She found that she accepted it naturally.
Or rather, she was used to the surprises that guy gave her from time to time.
only……
Is this surprise a bit big?
Solve the case of stolen firearms once and for all... Therefore, he was indeed not wasting his time during these days, but he did not go to pick up the mole, but did more important things.
"Your Majesty?" Mochou called softly, waking her up from her distraction.
"Uh..." Xu Zhenguan responded subconsciously, and then said: "The firearms blueprint..."
Mochou said with a faint look in his eyes:
"To prevent leakage, it is only in the firearms bureau. It has not yet been submitted to the palace, and the Privy Council has not touched it."
Then, she talked about the follow-up of the exercise.
"Okay, very good! Since the new firearms have not yet been fully manufactured, we will hand them over to the Firearms Bureau for full supervision!" Even her city could not conceal its joy.
When two armies are fighting, the strong one is indeed the key.
But looking at the world, whether it is warriors or sorcerers, the absolute number is too rare.
And even with her cultivation, it would be difficult for her to fight against thousands of troops on her own.
As a result, the importance of the mortal military formation has become increasingly highlighted.
How can you not be happy when you suddenly hear the good news?
"And Zhao Duan, please come into the palace quickly..."
The empress said half a sentence, then stopped, realized something was wrong, thought about it for a moment, and said with a smile: "Xue Shence is going to hold a celebration banquet for him tonight?"
Mo Chou understood: "Does your Majesty want to go there in person?"
Xu Zhenguan gently nodded and said with a smile: "It's easy to follow a simple car, so you don't need to alarm too many people. Although we have never found out the evildoer, how can I not personally congratulate you for such a great achievement? It is my blessing to give you such a gift." Surprise, I will also give him a surprise.”
Mochou's heart felt sour, like a lemon.
I thought to myself, Your Majesty is going to clear that guy's name himself.
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Xiuwenkan.
The bachelors were all busy, and in the spacious "office", there were piles of official letters piled up on the desk.
When the New Deal was slowly rolled out, countless affairs crazily poured into the new Xiuwen Hall, and all the bachelors were forced to spin around, and all of them were so tired that their eyes were dull.
This group of young officials is also growing at a terrifying speed in the midst of hardship.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the door was pushed open forcefully.
The autumn wind rushed into the room, lifting up the pieces of paper on the desk of the long table, and the rustling sound was like pure white waves.
"What happened in such a hurry?"
Han Zhou raised his head. The swollen eyelids and saggy bags under his eyes were the medals for his overtime work: "Where is the clerk again?" The clerk who came in was panting and said:
"It was sent by the Minister of War, and it is related to Shenji Camp."
brush--
All the scholars looked at him with doubts and expressions of confusion:
"Shenji Camp? The one where Academician Zhao went? It can't be related to Academician Zhao, right?"
Smart maesters are quick to respond.
Behind a desk in the corner of the room, Master Dong, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes:
"Bring it to me and see."
After a while, the octogenarian Dong Xuan slowly sat up straight and rubbed his dim eyes, as if he did not recognize the words above.
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White Horse Prison, Hou Yamen.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the lush green branches and leaves of the big tree in the courtyard are gradually turning yellow.
Sun Lianying, the old supervisor, recently got a rocking chair. She especially likes to sit under the tree and take a nap, covered with a round cattail leaf fan.
"Sir, there is new news from Shenji Camp."
A messenger opened the small door and walked quickly forward.
Without opening her eyelids, Sun Lianying said softly: "Say."
And when the subordinate messenger was halfway through speaking, the old eunuch opened his eyes.
I couldn't help pinching the flower seeds, and I was lost in thought.
I thought: Boy Zhao, why don’t you go catch the thief? !
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"Father...Father..."
The inner hall of the Ministry of Officials.
As the six yamen responsible for the transfer of officials from all over the world, this is also where Li Yanfu, the prime minister, sits.
In the past noon, Li Yanfu, who was old and frail, would rest in the inner courtyard without being disturbed by outsiders.
However, today, a figure hurriedly crossed the threshold.
Under the watchful eyes of many officials, he walked straight into the inner hall and opened the door.
"Xiao Ge Lao" Li Yinglong stepped forward and crossed the threshold.
Looking at the bed, Prime Minister Dang Chao, who had just opened his eyes and slowly sat up, had a subtle expression on his face:
"Father...I..."
Li Yanfu's body was slightly rickety, sitting on the bed.
Some messy hair was hanging down, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
The old man Xiaoge, who was staring at me, lowered his voice little by little, and then he snorted coldly:
"How unbecoming is it to be in such a hurry!"
Li Yinglong opened his mouth and reluctantly defended:
"The father told his son to keep an eye on Zhao Duan and report him as soon as possible if there is anything important."
"..." Li Yanfu sighed helplessly and waved his hands tiredly: "Tell me, what did that little wolf do again?"
Li Yinglong immediately described it vividly, and finally said: "Originally, the conflict between the man named Zhao and the military attache group became more and more intense, and Xue Shence also disliked him a lot. But it is said that after today's drill, Xue Shence personally wanted to help Its celebration."
He was quite disappointed, as if he was looking forward to a fight between the two families.
After waiting for a long time, a cannon was fired, and people shook hands and made peace.
Li Yanfu was silent for a long time, took a long breath, and murmured:
"Could it be that God is blessing His Majesty?"
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…
Just when the news spread like ripples in the capital.
Zhao Duan, who once again made a splash, left the Shenji Camp and returned to Zhaoyamen.
In Lihuatang, I saw two old acquaintances waiting here.
"Hey, our Lord Qian is back. He has been promoted and has not forgotten his old club. It's rare."
The female detective Si Haitang, who has a dashing appearance, long legs, a high ponytail, and a mole on the corner of her eye, has a sneer and a strange look on her face.
Sitting on the chair in the inner hall, he imitated Zhao Duan and crossed his legs.
Opposite her, Zhang Han, the first detective of Jiutang, with a paralyzed face nicknamed "King of Imperial Examinations", sat with a seven-foot sword lying across the table in front of him.
He also looked over at this moment, but he stood up on his own initiative, cupped his fists and raised his hands:
"I have seen Zhao Qianshi."
"Lao Zhang, Lao Hai, what are you doing? We are separated from each other. We are all colleagues. I have only been out for a few days, why don't you recognize each other?" Zhao Duan laughed heartily.
There is absolutely no airs of a fourth-grade official.
Lao Hai... Haitang, who seemed to have an extraordinary background, twitched the corners of his mouth and resisted the title extremely:
"No, just call me Haitang."
Then, she stared at the smiling tiger-like Zhao Duan with a wary face, and changed her posture with her long legs:
"Tell me why Kerou asked us to come here, and what pitfalls are there for us to jump into. Tell us directly so that we can understand clearly. Don't act like a smiling tiger. I'm afraid."
Zhang Han also cast a questioning look.
"Why do you miss me so much? Have I ever tricked you?"
Zhao Duan pretended to be sad and threw himself into the main seat, looking innocent.
Haitang sneered:
"You dare to say that there is no such thing? Who was the culprit when we found out..."
"It's all in the past. It was all a misunderstanding." Zhao Duan waved his hands, looking hurt.
Then he smiled and said:
"However, I do have something that I would like to ask you two for help."
Ha... I knew it... Haitang rolled his eyes.
Zhang Han had an expressionless face and a business-like tone:
"What's the matter? Let's make an agreement first. We won't help anyone outside of our responsibilities."
"Haha, don't worry, it's definitely a good thing within your authority, and you can get a lot of credit,"
Zhao Duan smiled sincerely, holding the thick desk with both hands, confirming that there were only three people in the hall.
Then he faced the disbelieving looks of the two people and said quietly:
"I need you to go to the firearms bureau and steal the blueprints of new firearms."
? ?
Haitang and Zhang Han looked at him in astonishment at the same time, their eyes dull.
(End of chapter)