Chapter 35 Look, her husband is so scared that his face has turned blue! Look, she...
Remembering that his wife was still in his arms, Zhang Min calmed himself down and put down the teacup.
Who on earth has so much free time these days to confuse rumors with facts and piece them together into something new to slander him?
I'm so bored.
Seeing his trembling fingers and tense jaw, Ye Jindian felt a pang of sadness in her heart and couldn't bear to push him too hard.
She reached out, took the notebook down, and put it aside.
She also moved, opened her arms to hug his narrow waist, and patted him gently on the back: "Husband, I'm sleepy."
The spine under the palm trembled slightly, and then slowly relaxed.
Ye Jindian suddenly felt a little guilty, thinking that the contents of the book must have scared him, so she tightened her arms and buried her head against his waist.
Zhang Min thought the light was too bright, so she tucked the blanket in tightly, shielding the light spots on her eyelids with her palms. "Well, go to sleep."
He guarded her.
Ye Jindian was just talking, looking for an excuse.
But when she smelled the faint scent of apricot blossoms on her husband's sleeves, she really felt sleepy and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Zhang Min didn't want to disturb her sleep, so he gave up drinking water. He waited until she fell asleep before reaching out to take the book and reading it carefully.
The more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed.
He flipped to the front and wrote down the title.
*
The three-day rest is over.
The first thing Zhang Min did when he returned to the prime minister's residence was to draw a picture of a door god with a face as black as ink, holding a long knife in one hand and stepping on an evil ghost.
Luo Ying asked worriedly, "Prime Minister, are you okay?"
I hope he won’t be driven crazy by his sister-in-law.
Zhang Min handed him the painting and didn't answer: "Go and spread this painting."
Luo Ying turned the painting over and looked at it, and exclaimed in surprise: "Prime Minister, why did you draw yourself so ugly?!"
Is he really okay?
"Get lost." Zhang Min took the document, not bothering to even glance at him. "This is Li Wuji. Since he's a door god, he must be divided into left and right. It wouldn't look good if the same picture was placed on both sides."
Good brothers, how can we not suffer together?
Luo Ying understood: "Okay, I'll make sure to post it on the doors of all the people in the capital."
Even if it's free, it has to be spread.
"What are you sticking?" Li Wuzhi climbed over the wall.
Whoosh——
The palace soldiers emerged from every corner, pressing their spears and lances against Li Wuzhi's neck.
Li Wuji stretched out his hand to suppress the spear in the hand of the palace soldier: "It's me, why should I use swords and guns?"
The palace soldiers don’t care who it is.
Except for the Prime Minister, anyone who climbs over the wall without reason must be arrested.
Luo Ying: “…”
Seeing Li Wuzhi, he felt a little guilty and quickly folded the portrait twice and stuffed it into his arms.
"Prime Minister, I'll be leaving first."
Slip away. Slip away.
"Um."
Zhang Min responded, and only raised his eyes after he finished revising the document. He waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to put away their guns and let Li Wuzhi go.
Luo Ying had already left to do his work. Li Wuji strode in, pulled out a yellow document from his pocket, and handed it to him with both hands: "Your Majesty has an order."
Zhang Min also had to stand up, take it with both hands, and open it to read.
The order did not say anything big, but just mentioned that there was a group of bandits in the western suburbs, and Li Wuji was ordered to wipe them out. He asked him to go with him to identify people and see if there were any people from Beiwan who had mixed in.
"Beiwan?" Zhang Min raised his eyes to look at Li Wuji, "Has there been any movement in Beiwan recently?"
Aren’t those people scared by him yet?
He actually dared to sneak into the capital.
"I heard that the old King of Beiwan is seriously ill, and the little prince wants to compete with the eldest prince for the throne." Li Wuzhi spread his hands.
When the old king takes over from the new one in the court, there will inevitably be turmoil.
Very normal.
However, Beiwan is a country that attaches great importance to military force, and the brave are in power, regardless of age.
The little prince is cheerful and straightforward by nature. Not to mention his wisdom, his brute force is indeed much stronger than that of the eldest prince.
Back then, between the grasslands and the northern desert, they had frequently chased and clashed. Although the younger prince often lost, he could afford to lose, unlike the older prince, who was always cowardly, uttering harsh words, and resorting to underhanded tactics.
Based on this, Zhang Min, his majesty and the little prince had a certain sense of mutual understanding.
From their respective standpoints, they are enemies; but in private, they can be friends for a short time, drinking and riding horses together.
When Dayan was founded, the little prince celebrated with generous gifts.
The eldest prince was probably holding a grudge and was also wary of this, so he wanted to find some achievements from Dayan to impress the old King of Beiwan.
Zhang Min also thought of this and put the document down: "Then the eldest prince will probably return disappointed."
Li Wuji loosened his wrist, his face full of sharpness: "Who said it wasn't?"
If the two of them work together, even a prairie mouse that can dig holes will not be able to escape from their hands.
*
In front of the clinic.
Ye Jindian stopped, took a deep breath, and strode in.
When Wei Chulan heard that she came to see Xie Zhaoming, she said nothing and asked the medicine boy to lead her to the inner room in the backyard.
When Xie Ling heard someone coming, his hands trembled and the drawing paper was ruined.
She dropped her pen and frantically looked for a place to hide.
Xie Zhaoming, who was idly reading a book, had no choice but to wake her up: "Go to the side room."
Xie Ling quickly ran away holding her skirt, and dropped one of her clogs in a panic.
When Ye Jindian entered, Xie Zhaoming had just bent down to pick up the clogs, threw them into the side room, and closed the door.
She was able to meet Xie Ling, who was lying under the table with only half of his fair face exposed.
Fear flashed across her watery eyes, and she shrank back behind the curtain under the table.
Ye Jindian: “…”
This sister is more easily frightened than a rabbit.
Xie Zhaoming moved sideways to block the door and invited her to sit in the inner room: "Miss Ye, please."
The drawings on the table had not been put away yet, and Ye Jindian looked down and saw the foot-operated leaping crossbow that was being improved.
Xie Zhaoming smiled as he packed it up and stuffed it into the rattan box beside him: "This is just my sister's random doodle. Please forgive me for making fun of it."
He also sat down, rolled up his wide sleeves and poured tea.
Ye Jindian got straight to the point: "I've been to the Arsenal."
"Oh?" Xie Zhaoming handed her the tea. "Then Miss Ye, have you come here this time? Have you agreed to this matter?"
Ye Jindian took the teacup, thanked him softly, shook her head slightly, and then nodded.
Xie Zhaoming did not rush her and waited for her to explain herself slowly.
"Can I ask first, how much can I get for repairing weapons at the Military Equipment Supervisory Office? Is it a long-term or short-term job? How is the rest period calculated?" Ye Jindian asked a series of questions, no different from an ordinary person looking for a job outside.
Xie Zhaoming: "The construction period can be long or short. The Military Equipment Supervisor always needs people who can forge and repair weapons. The rest days are the same as those of the imperial court officials, one day each in the first, middle and last ten days. New Year's Day, Winter Solstice, and Qingming Festival are all off for seven days, and the other minor festivals are three days, totaling twenty-one festivals throughout the year."
Ye Jindian: The treatment is so good!
"As for salary—" Xie Zhaoming took a sip of tea and said, "That depends on your ability. An ordinary weapon repair craftsman can make two or three strings of cash a month. The higher the position, the more money you can earn."
Ye Jindian calculated it and it was not bad.
Although she felt that this person was somewhat secretive and not honest enough in his words, everything he said matched what she had learned.
She pondered for a moment and asked him if she could go to the Arsenal first.
Xie Zhaoming: “…”
What a miserable life, I have to run errands even on my day off.
It would be unacceptable for Zhang Zimei not to give his wife some rare medicinal herbs.
In order not to scare the other party and to conceal the true purpose, the supervisor who led the way took her to see all the damaged weapons and marked different abilities according to the degree of damage to these weapons.
The Supervisor pointed to a thirty-six-stone crossbow placed on a long wooden table and said, "Your Majesty has a reward. If you can repair this crossbow before next month, you will receive thirty thousand coins."
Xie Zhaoming added: "The reward money is calculated separately."
Ye Jindian: “!!”
Those who were short of money hesitated for only a moment before choosing to repair the crossbows.
"Can you really fix it?"
"able!"
The supervisor's expression relaxed and he secretly let out a breath.
Fortunately, it was still in time, otherwise the Right Prime Minister and his men would have put themselves in danger.
"Okay, come here." The warden ordered the crossbow to be carried back and led her into a room similar in layout to a blacksmith shop. "This is—"
"Boss?" Ye Jindian looked at the person standing behind the furnace with some surprise, "So you also chose to repair the crossbow."
I only heard the blacksmith say that he was here to repair weapons, but I didn't expect that he was repairing crossbows.
This crossbow is actually not easy to repair. The mechanism and components have to withstand a bow force of thirty-six stones, and it has to be made within a month, which is almost ridiculous in itself.
However, she had tried to forge a crossbow with a force of thirty stones, so she wanted to see if she could make the mechanism components for a thirty-six-stone crossbow.
I don’t know how confident the other party is.
The boss looked very unhappy when he saw her and Xie Zhaoming standing together.
If the prison guard hadn't been mediating, she felt the other party would have been even more rude, or even sarcastic.
Ye Jindian pinched her earlobe and thought, never mind, what’s more important is to earn money to buy tonic for my husband.
*
Ye Jindian entered the Military Equipment Bureau, and Zhang Min arrested bandits.
The couple were both busy with their own affairs and put the matter of entering the Prime Minister's Mansion on hold for a while.
When the two came back from a walk outside, they just wanted to hug each other quietly, drink hot tea together, look at the stars, and appreciate the flowers and trees in the garden.
Zhang Min and Li Wuzhi raided the bandit's lair and dug deep into the ground, and indeed captured three people from the Northern Wan Kingdom.
They were dressed like Dayan people and spoke with the local accent, and they almost fooled the left and right Wu Hou and Ming Wei.
It's just a pity that Zhang Min has always been more careful than others when doing things, and Li Wuzhi is a bold and careful person. Although he may be playful, he is very decisive in doing things.
However, the three Beiwan people refused to admit their identities. Knowing that Zhang Min was very good at torture, they took poison when they saw that they could not escape.
Li Wuji was so angry that he chopped down the tree: "Damn it! I haven't caught him yet, what's there to be afraid of!"
"It seems they're very familiar with us." Zhang Min showed no sign of getting angry. He dismounted, turned the dead man over, and pried open his mouth. "Greenish-blue, Nanling Country's Peacock Poison." He sneered meaningfully, "What a thorough preparation."
Don't leave any handle.
Li Wuji used brute force to tear the clothes on their backs. Looking at the tattoos that were burned into a ball, the color was faintly visible, but the pattern was hard to distinguish. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! He even erased the totem. How cruel!"
"No rush. Send someone to secretly return the body to its original owner and see how he reacts." Zhang Min stood up and clapped his hands. "Although I'm afraid this bandit leader won't be able to get anything out of him, let's still interrogate him first. Let's go."
Li Wuji thought it was bad luck and sent his subordinates to deal with it.
As expected, the bandit leader had no idea of the identities of the three men, and couldn't even figure out whether they had any unusual behavior. Instead, he sold a lot of information about the capital to them.
Li Wuji laughed when he heard this: "With your brain, you can become a bandit leader?"
It's an insult to his profession!
After confirming that the bandit leader was guilty, Li Wuzhi killed him on the spot and suppressed the riot in the village.
Zhang Min closed his eyes and tilted his head, but he couldn't avoid the splattering blood.
He wiped it casually, looked at the blood on his hand with some disgust, shook it off, and wiped it on Li Wuzhi's shoulder.
Li Wuji: “…”
Within two days, rumors started spreading again.
Rumor has it that when Youxiang was hunting in the mountains, a hunter killed his prey and the blood splashed on his face, so he killed the hunter in anger.
Zhang Min, who had some free time, wanted to bring up the matter of entering the prime minister's residence to his wife again.
Ye Jindian, who was passing by the meat stall and heard a rumor, had some doubts in his heart. He felt that if the hunter could splash blood on the right prime minister's face, he really needed to have some connections to get close to him and do it.
However--
After all, she was just an ordinary person and didn't want her husband to take risks.
Ye Jindian, worried, took his hand and said, "My dear, I heard that the Right Prime Minister killed another innocent hunter today. It's really terrible that he is so unpredictable."
Zhang Min: “…Is that so?”
He forced a smile, not wanting to embarrass his wife or make her worry.
hiss--
If that doesn't work, how about he make up an important position far away from the "Right Prime Minister" but still allow him to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion and work peacefully?
Look, her husband's face turned blue with fear!
Ye Jindian patted his hand and comforted him: "Don't worry about the medicine money, my husband. I am now helping to repair weapons at the Military Equipment Bureau. The money I earn plus your salary is enough to buy medicine and meat. You don't have to live a tight life."
Without waiting for Zhang Min to say anything, she brought the second dose of tonic soup to his mouth and drank it herself.
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