In the novel, Gu Ying also speculated about the identity of the person who left the blueprint. She believed that it was left by a descendant of the Mohist school.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, the person who can make such a crossbow design is definitely not an ordinary carpenter.
The old man Wei Qing met in prison turned out to be a hidden boss?
Tang Li didn't think that he had robbed Gu Ying's things. After her rebirth, Gu Ying had robbed so many people's things and would use any means to achieve her goals.
After she got the crossbow, she realized its importance and killed all the farmers to prevent them from revealing the secret. The farmer had taken her in out of kindness, but she did not expect that this would lead to the extermination of his entire family.
This thing shouldn't belong to Gu Ying.
On the contrary, it was Old Man Yin who gave it to Wei Qing sincerely.
Wei Qing was a hunter. After flipping through a few pages, he realized the power of the crossbow. He put the paper in and closed the box.
"Wife, you can't tell anyone else about this." Wei Qing said with a serious expression.
If one lacks the strength to control a treasure, it would be a crime to possess it. It would easily be coveted by others and could even lead to death, just like the farmer in the book...
Her man was very thoughtful.
Tangli nodded: "Let's hide it and not let anyone know."
Wei Qing pushed the excavated soil back, buried it again, and took his wife home.
After returning home, the couple never mentioned the box again.
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Wei Qing stayed with his wife for a while, making her happy, and then returned to Xie's house to work.
Mr. Xie went to attend a literary gathering and stayed there for more than ten days before returning. After returning, he heard about Wei Qing's situation and immediately called him over. Seeing that he was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Next time something happens, have someone come to me directly. Although I don't hold an official position, I do know a few people."
Thank you, Master, for always treating me well. Wei Qing nodded and said, "Thank you very much, Master. This time, due to an emergency, I was imprisoned in the prison, and it was my wife who was walking around."
"You have a good wife."
Mr. Xie had a new respect for the young lady whom he had never met before.
He previously thought that Wei Qing was trying to reject him, so he deliberately praised his wife highly. Now it seems that Wei Qing's wife is indeed capable.
After Wei Qing thanked Mr. Xie, he went to work.
When Wei Qing was on duty, he felt something was wrong. He always felt like a pair of eyes were staring at him.
Wei Qing changed several places, some of which had no place to hide, but the gaze was still fixed on him. There were only two possibilities: one was his illusion, and the other was that the other party was very skilled.
Wei Qing prefers the latter.
Being targeted by someone with such great skills is never a good thing.
However, he had no choice but to wait and see.
Wei Qing acted as if nothing had happened and continued to do what he had to do.
The gaze stared at him for most of the day, but there was no movement.
In the middle of the night, after he fell asleep, there was a knock on his window.
Boom, boom, boom.
Knocked four times.
Wei Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils fixed on the window. He knew that the man was coming to see him.
Wei Qing didn't like being treated as prey. If someone tried to harm him, he would risk his life to bite a piece of flesh off their neck. However, after he got a young wife, he became even more cautious about his life.
But no matter how much he values his life, he cannot shrink back. Only by knowing who the other party is and what they want to do can he take the initiative.
Wei Qing made a prompt decision, stood up, put on his clothes, opened the door and went out.
Wei Qing saw a black shadow flash by and followed it.
The opponent deliberately slowed down, and Wei Qing was able to catch up easily.
Wei Qing followed the black shadow out of Xie's house, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of a house.
Wei Qing raised his head and saw that the door plaque of the house was blank. The cold wind blew, and the house was filled with gloom.
Wei Qing walked to the front of the house and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened.
Inside the door stood an old man in black, and he was extremely respectful towards Wei Qing.
"Sir, please come in. The master is waiting for you inside." He made a 'please' gesture to Wei Qing.
Wei Qing stepped inside.
The old man in black led the way, but he often turned his head, his eyes inadvertently sliding across Wei Qing's face, as if he was missing something.
"Haven't you seen enough after a whole day?" Wei Qing frowned and said in a bad tone.
The old man in black was not annoyed at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Looking at you is like seeing an old friend. I miss him so much that I can't help but look at him a few more times."
Wei Qing frowned and ignored him.
This was a very large courtyard with three entrances and exits. The two walked in one after the other and finally stopped in front of a house.
The old man in black knocked on the door and it opened from the inside.
The old man in black made a 'please' gesture to Wei Qing, and Wei Qing walked in.
As soon as Wei Qing entered, the door closed.
The room was lit with candles, and Wei Qing immediately spotted someone sitting with their back to him. The person, in a wheelchair, slowly turned around. He was wearing a mask, his eyes fixed on Wei Qing, agitated.
"A...Qing...A Qing, it's really you!"
"Aqing, come here."
Wei Qing walked up to the man and looked down at him.
The man stretched out his hand towards him, as if to touch him. Wei Qing looked at him and felt a sharp pain in his head and a sour feeling in his heart.
He couldn't help but squat down and let the man's hand fall on his head and stroke it gently. It was the care and love of an elder for a younger person, full of love and affection.
The man caressed him for a while, then pulled him up and made him sit on the chair.
"Aqing has grown up." There was relief in his tone.
Wei Qing stared at him: "Are you my father?"
"Cough cough!" The man seemed to be irritated and started coughing violently.
He coughed for a long time. If he took off his mask, his face would probably have turned red from coughing.
"I'm your third uncle, Aqing, don't you remember me?"
Wei Qing shook his head: "I have forgotten all my memories before the age of eight."
"Back then, our family suffered a drastic change. My third uncle took you and fled, but we were caught up by bad guys on the way, and we got separated... Aqing, seeing that you are safe and sound, my third uncle is really happy. It's not a good thing to forget it." His eyes fell from Wei Qing's head to his feet, sweeping back and forth.
His nephew is fine.
Still alive, no missing limbs.
He is tall, handsome and strong.
That's great.
His nose felt sore and he felt like crying. No, the sons of the Xiao family never shed tears. This is the ancestral teaching. He had to hold it in.
"Uncle...Uncle," Wei Qing called out awkwardly, "Who am I?"
Anyone would be curious about the memories they have lost.
Xiao Sanlang did not answer, but asked: "A Qing, do you want to go with your uncle?"
"Where are you going?"
"Go to Beijing."
Wei Qing shook his head: "No."
Xiao Sanlang asked softly, "Why?"
"I have a wife and children, I just want to be with them." Wei Qing said.
He just wants to live a peaceful life with his wife and grow old together.
Once he went to Shangjing, the peaceful life of him and his wife would definitely be disrupted, and he did not want to put his wife and children in danger.
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