"Pah!" the wicked man spat. "Not only will they not let me go to war, but they're also trying to find ways to trick me?"
Just then, another messenger arrived with news.
Report! The army has arrived at Hangu Pass!
"So fast?" the wicked husband exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes!" the messenger said, "His Majesty said that transporting gunpowder is too slow, so he ordered the vanguard to take a portion ahead. The rest of the supply wagons will arrive shortly."
"This..." the wicked man frowned, "What do they know? Gunpowder is something that needs to be handled carefully; moving too fast can cause..."
Before he could finish speaking, a loud "boom" was heard.
"Oh no!" the wicked man jumped up. "Something's happened at the gunpowder workshop!"
He rushed to the workshop, only to find that a warehouse had been blown to ruins and filled with smoke and dust.
"What happened?"
"Reporting to the Grand Commandant, it was an accident caused by the new craftsman..."
The wicked man sighed: "Increase manpower around the warehouse, strictly monitor the manufacturing process day and night, and provide regular, rigorous training..."
Back in the mansion, the wicked husband slumped into a chair.
"Erhe!"
"exist!"
"Tell me, what kind of situation is this? I'm giving up my position as a high-ranking general to be here guarding the storeroom and approving memorials..."
Zhang Erhe suppressed a laugh: "This shows that the King trusts you!"
"Trust my ass!" the wicked husband snapped. "He's clearly trying to outsmart me. But..."
He suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Just wait, with this power in my hands... I must seize this opportunity to do something..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Gao came in again, carrying bamboo slips.
"Grand Commandant, this is..."
"roll!!!"
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