Chapter 055 Please throw away the yellow garbage in your mind

Qin Zhaoyue clenched his fists. Oaths are only used to restrain those who want to abide by them.

In her previous life, she had watched a lot of American TV series and understood one thing:

"I promise" means the person who said it can't promise at all;

“I swear” means that if I turn my face away, I will break my swear.

In other words, the oath is actually worthless.

In order to conceal the existence of black gunpowder as much as possible, Qin Zhaoyue has selected the smallest number of people.

The eldest princess is in charge of disaster relief and dredging, Meng Jian is the protagonist, and Sui Mo represents His Majesty to monitor the implementation of disaster relief. Both are indispensable.

This was the best she could do, so she didn't hesitate any longer. "The formula for black powder..."

"Wait a minute!" Sui Mo carefully placed the old purse in his arms and interrupted, "Our promise isn't enough..."

The others were confused, and Sui Mo sighed again.

She felt that the number of times she sighed today was as many as in the previous month, but after breaking the bottom line for the first time, it didn't seem so difficult to continue.

"There should be someone guarding the Sixth Prince."

Without waiting for questions, Sui Mo told everything.

After Qin Zhaoyue was framed in the capital, he tried to find the mastermind behind the incident.

However, he had no useful people under his command at that time, only Qingfeng and Xiyu, two useless guys, and the clues were cut off when they found the pharmacy.

She couldn't find out, but His Majesty sent people to investigate and found out that the owner of the drug store and his family died at sea.

The person behind the scenes should not be underestimated. He may want to achieve his goal by attacking a certain princess.

There are two people in the disaster relief team this time, the eldest princess with the highest reputation and the sixth princess who was once the target of the attack. His Majesty guessed that the other party might continue to attack, so he sent secret guards.

"Are you saying that we have Xuanji Guards around us?"

Sui Mo nodded, "Probably."

If this is the case, and none of them noticed anything unusual throughout the whole process, it means that the other party's cultivation is very high, at least above the fifth level.

Qin Zhaoyue was in a dilemma.

She didn't know what kind of abilities a high-level warrior possessed, but she could guess a thing or two from the expressions of the three people present, and it probably couldn't be concealed.

In other words, the formula of black gunpowder cannot be kept secret, and if Xuanji Wei knows it, it is equivalent to the Queen Mother knowing it.

The reason why Qin Zhaoyue was so cautious was actually because he was on guard against the Queen Mother.

She didn't want to take any risks, so she spread her hands and said, "Sorry, there's nothing we can do."

Meng Jian stroked his forehead. He had made such a solemn oath, but now he couldn't proceed at this point?

He is betting on the ancestors and descendants of the Meng family...Grandma!

"Sixth Prince," Meng Jian said with a sour look on his face, as if he was about to make a decision that he was extremely disgusted with.

"Let me confirm with you, that formula is real and can definitely blow up the dam, right?"

Qin Zhaoyue still had some confidence and nodded very firmly.

No matter how unstable black powder is, it is still explosive, and its power is only related to the quantity.

"Why……"

Meng Jian raised his hand to disperse the Qi wall surrounding him, and then immediately began to take off his armor.

Today he was not leading the troops into battle, so he was wearing a set of Qingming cicada wing light armor.

The willow-leaf armor plates, cold-forged from fine steel, are as thin as rice paper, and each plate has fish-scale heat dissipation holes the size of rice grains carved on its edge, which create ripples in the sunlight.

The light armor is not complicated and does not require help. The main armor, arm armor, and gauntlets can all be taken off in just a dozen breaths.

After taking off his armor, he lifted up his underwear without hesitation.

Qin Zhaoyue instantly raised her hands to cover her eyes, "What are you doing! It's broad daylight!"

"What are you yelling about..." Meng Jian was speechless.

You shout more actively than anyone else, but don't peek through your fingers. Are you afraid that people can't see you with those big, blinking eyes?

Meng Jian kept moving, crossing his arms and pulling his underwear off from above his head.

Boom, boom, boom... Qin Zhaoyue's little heart was beating like a drum.

The rain hit the tent, and the strong man was shirtless, revealing his muscular body.

One, two, three, four... As expected, he really has eight abdominal muscles, this scene...

No! We are not that kind of book.

"Stop, Qin Zhaoyue, and throw away the meaningless yellow garbage in your head."

After admonishing himself in this way, Qin Zhaoyue lowered his hands that were covering his eyes and looked openly.

As the saying goes, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart." The person in front of me is no longer a strong man with his upper body naked, but just an ordinary male Bodhisattva.

Meng Jian obviously had no intention of explaining to the three ladies present. He simply pulled out a dagger from his waist and spoke loudly:

"I know you're here, but unless it's a life-or-death crisis, you won't come forward to help me do anything."

He held the dagger in his reverse grip against his left chest, "This level of threat... well, it's useless, right?"

Meng Jian's actions stunned the three of them, but Sui Mo quickly realized the reason for doing this. He wanted to force the death guards around him to show up.

The next person to understand was Qin Zhaoqiong. She had also heard of this tradition of the Meng family. Only Qin Zhaoyue was kept in the dark.

"Can you all stop looking like you understand everything and keep silent? It makes me look stupid."

Suimo quickly explained the reason to her, and Qin Zhaoyue's expression was very strange.

Using his own life to threaten the secret guards around him, this is a brilliant idea that came up with by a clever (little) brain.

Meng Jian looked at the princess at this time and said, "Your Highness, Meng Jian died for dredging the flood and saving the people of Mingyan County. Isn't it a worthy death?"

Qin Zhaoqiong pursed her lips and said, "Forget it."

"Didn't you bring shame to the Meng family?"

"No, you're a hero."

"Then you can't take credit for my work. Even if I can't leave my name in history, at least give it a page in the Mingyan County Chronicles, right?"

"Don't worry, Commander Meng. I will ensure this happens in the name of the eldest princess."

"Then I feel relieved..."

Meng Jian took a deep breath, pulled the dagger away for a distance, and his eyes fell on Qin Zhaoyue's face.

"Sixth Princess, you are really good at pretending..."

"Hey, that death guard, take good care of my dad!"

The next moment, he stabbed himself in the chest without hesitation.

boom!

The howling wind blew up the tent door and hit Meng Jian's wrist accurately at the critical moment.

The dagger deflected, but still cut a horizontal cut on the chest, and blood immediately flowed out.

Meng Jian was not completely bluffing, he really put all his strength into this attack!

A member of the imperial guards flashed into the tent on the gust of wind, his expression as ugly as it could be, staring intently at Meng Jian in front of him.

But Meng Jian not only ignored the exposed wound, but even raised the corners of his mouth in a noticeable arc, which then turned into a wanton laugh.

"I've got you..."

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