Chapter 484: Be able to bend and stretch
There was a flurry of inquiries all around. Jiang Zhiyu looked at the Nanlong King who stood up with a very ugly face and chuckled, "Your Majesty, you should let your people calm down first."
Before the Nanlong King could speak, the people around him had already shut up.
Some looked at them with anger or fear.
Jiang Zhiyu nodded with satisfaction, "As for me, I only believe in one sentence, that the truth is only within the range of the cannon. The two of us are insignificant, so when I was in Nanlong, I secretly buried some gunpowder on the roadside."
"It's an improved version. As for the power, you have just heard it."
"Then, I think we should sit down now and have a good talk?"
The whole audience was silent.
They still had angry expressions on their faces, their mouths were open, but no sound came out, as if they were performing a ridiculous pantomime.
They never concealed their whereabouts, and the King of Southern Dragons sent people to follow them for a while, but then stopped.
Although he didn't know whether what Jiang Zhiyu said was true or not, he didn't dare to gamble.
"Don't worry, it's only these few days. I'm a very easy person to get along with. If you can't get along, look for the problem in yourselves."
"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be bothered to expose myself."
Everyone: "..."
Their faces were full of excitement, and it was obvious that they all wanted to swear, but they swallowed it back.
After a long while, the King of Nanlong finally smiled: "Yes, Envoy Jiang is an easygoing person, everyone knows that. Today, Clo was indeed too bullying, and he deserved his fate."
"We have signed a life and death agreement, so we should leave our lives to fate. We were too excited just now, so there were some misunderstandings. Envoy Jiang, please don't blame us."
[Otherwise, he can be an emperor. He has the best quality of an emperor - being able to bend and stretch. ]
Jiang Zhiyu chuckled: "I understand."
The tense atmosphere just now died down instantly. Kit's teeth were almost broken, but he knew that he couldn't make a sound at this time, so he had to swallow it.
He ordered people to put Clo's body down. When checking, it was found that Clo's two palms were also scarred.
Kit's anger in his heart became even worse.
After cleaning up, the sound of dance and music started, and everyone continued to chat as if nothing had happened.
But this time, no one dared to come in front of Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Wenjing.
Except Casas.
He leaned forward: "When I saw you moving so slowly at first, I thought you didn't know how to shoot arrows, and I was shocked."
"Who is your master? Can you teach me someday?"
Jiang Wenjing looked at him silently, and Jiang Zhiyu nodded.
The magic that was originally prepared should not be performed now. Jiang Zhiyu looked at Casas who was leaning forward, his eyes lit up.
"I'm going to tell you something, you may not believe it, but in fact, I am also a messenger of God."
Jiang Wenjing: "..."
Casas: "!!!"
Messenger of God? !
Casas became interested: "Is it the same as the high priest? Do you Tianqi also perform sacrifices? But I remember that Tianqi didn't..."
Jiang Zhiyu raised a finger and shook it: "Nonono, we don't perform sacrifices, we usually calculate."
"Calculate?"
Jiang Zhiyu took out the prepared poker cards from her pocket and taught him to recognize the suits.
Then she handed the poker cards to him and asked him to shuffle them.
"You randomly draw one card from it, don't say it out loud, remember it in your heart, and then put it back."
Casas drew a card as she said, looked at it from behind, and put it back.
Jiang Zhiyu took the cards and began to shuffle them. He looked at him mysteriously: "Is the Four of Hearts right?"
Casas' eyes widened slightly. Jiang Zhiyu placed the shuffled cards in front of him: "Turn over the first one."
Casas reached out and turned it over. It was a Four of Hearts!
He exclaimed a little.
Jiang Wenjing also looked at the pieces of paper in surprise.
"To be honest, although these pieces of paper look like thin pieces, believe it or not, they can easily take the life of anyone present."
"Do you want to see it?"
Casas' heart was moved for a rare moment.
He raised his eyes, and everyone who had been silently watching here just now turned their eyes away one after another to avoid looking at him.
Although he was tempted, Casas still shook his head slightly: "No."
"Then what does the Four of Hearts represent? What did you deduce?"
[It means that this is a magic. ]
Jiang Zhiyu said mysteriously: "How can such a thing be discussed in public? Let's talk about it in private."
[I'll tell you after I finish making it up. ]
Casas nodded like a garlic.
Jiang Wenjing: "..."
He glanced at Casas who was fooled and sighed slightly.
Not only him, but the entire Nanjun was fooled.
The gunpowder was buried, but only in two places.
I'm afraid that tonight and the next few days, the people of the entire Nanjun will not be quiet, and they are eager to uncover the Nanjun land.
...
On the other side, the young man who pretended to be Ji Tong's younger brother also arrived at Xiao Yanli's mansion.
Xiao Yanli took the person to the study and gave him detailed instructions.
After confirming that everything was safe, he let the person go down to rest and prepare for the recognition of relatives tomorrow.
He pinched his brows.
There was still no progress in the clues about the treasure of the previous dynasty on Song Shiwei, and Jiang Zhaorong also returned to the court, but there was no useful information.
Zuiyuelong has changed people, and there are constant big and small things, which is not as worry-free as when Banzhuang was there before.
But fortunately, there is no need to worry about collusion with Jiang Zhiyu.
The emperor punished Jiang Kang'an for only a few days, and then he favored him even more and asked him to handle memorials.
If this continues, I'm afraid his father will be so stupid that he will hand over the country to others!
He must get the news about Jiang Wenjing's time in Mobei from Ji Tong as soon as possible.
...
Just as Jiang Wenjing thought, after the banquet, the Nanjun people did not go back to their homes, but dispersed everywhere, mobilizing all their men, and personally going into battle to check where the gunpowder was buried.
When Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu fell asleep, the Nanjun people were digging the soil with a grunt.
One night passed, and when the people of Nangong, who had gained nothing, were full of doubts about what Jiang Zhiyu said, Gongta's nephew Amusa, who had just woken up, found gunpowder on the roadside in front of the door.
Everyone was shocked and no longer dared to have any doubts.
The King of Nangong ordered with a stern face that they must dig three feet into the ground to find it!
They were busy looking for gunpowder and neglected other places.
It was also convenient for Bai Yan.
No one followed him when he went in and out of the dense forest or to the high priest.
With Bai Yan's presence, the news could be spread. In addition, the rain weakened, and the miasma in the dense forest was gradually subsiding. Bai Yan had already tried to bring people in.
I was still thinking about how to avoid the surveillance of those spies, but now I don’t have to worry about it anymore, and I can bring more people with me.
On the first day, I brought dozens of people with me.