271 accident, ammunition in stock

Li Xiang is not stupid, he is just too self-righteous. He thinks that since he comes from the modern era, the earth should revolve around him and he is the one who controls everything.

But even so, he was very clear about the method of making the Sky-shaking Bomb. It was his only reliance now and he couldn't tell it to others easily. Once he did, his advantage would be gone.

But he was unwilling to let Feng Qingchen go, so Li Xiang wrote a place name on the ground with his foot, and then wrote the three words "Thunder of the Sky".

"Are you saying that you hid the thunder bomb in this place?" The Duke of Zhenguo grabbed Li Xiang's arm excitedly.

It doesn't matter if there are no fish or shrimp, the emperor will definitely be happy if we can find the Thunder.

Li Xiang nodded proudly. He wanted to prepare for his conquest of the world. That place not only had ready-made thunder bombs, but also a lot of gunpowder. It was his personal ammunition room.

As long as he becomes the emperor of Dongling, he can launch wars against several other countries, unify the continent, and rule the world.

Humph, the Emperor of Dongling wants him to be Thunderbolt, and he also wants the position of Emperor of Dongling. Li Xiang was secretly proud of himself, but he did not see the greed and calculation that flashed in the eyes of Rong Qingqiu and the Duke of Zhenguo.

"Okay, okay. I'll take people to take out the thunder bomb inside and blow Feng Mansion and Feng Qingchen to pieces to avenge you." The Duke of Zhenguo made promises and winked at Rong Qingqiu, asking her to stay and find out the method of making the thunder bomb.

Rong Qingqiu understood: "Okay, Daddy, you must avenge Li Lang. Look at what Li Lang is like. It's all Feng Qingchen's fault. You must not let that woman go easily."

Rong Qingqiu's tears fell immediately: "Li Lang, father will take care of this matter, you can rest assured, Feng Qingchen will definitely not have a good ending. You are so badly injured, I really don't feel comfortable letting those rough palace maids take care of you, how about I stay in the palace and take care of you personally?"

"Okay, okay, it's of course a good thing that you can stay in the palace with me." Li Xiang's face was full of pride, and his previous sickly look was gone. He had originally thought that after entering the palace, he could sleep with all the emperor's women, but he didn't expect that he would become half-crippled before he could even do anything.

Fortunately, fortunately he still has a wife. Li Xiang and Rong Qingqiu were playing in the palace. Although the Duke of Zhenguo was dissatisfied, he thought of Li Xiang's usefulness, so he said nothing and left to tell the emperor the news.

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"It was actually placed in the abandoned mine under Lianchen Mountain. That's quite clever." What Li Xiang didn't expect was that the first person to send people to his ammunition depot was not the Duke of Zhenguo or the Emperor, but the Ninth Uncle.

"Call out the secret guards. I want that batch of stuff. No matter how much there is, leave one tenth for the emperor. If you can't take it away, destroy it all." The Ninth Prince gave the order quickly. Not only did he have to get there before the emperor, he also had to clear all traces.

"Yes." A man in black took the order and left. The Ninth Prince sat on the chair and pondered for a while, then stood up, walked to the bookshelf and took out a book.

"Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen, if you knew that Li Xiang had gone to such great lengths to kill you, would you regret not just killing him?"

The Ninth Prince opened the book and could clearly see the words "Records of the Grand Historian" written on it.

"I hope this book can make you understand that being soft on the enemy is being cruel to yourself." The Ninth Prince put the book on the table. He knew that this book would appear on Feng Qingchen's desk tonight.

Feng Qingchen did a good job in this matter of Li Xiang. If Feng Qingchen had really taken ruthless action and cut off all of Li Xiang's ways of survival and venting his hatred, the emperor would have been suspicious.

The Ninth Prince was dissatisfied with Feng Qingchen's handling of the matter at the Zhenguo Mansion. At the beginning, Feng Qingchen was unable to confront the Zhenguo Mansion and had to negotiate peace with it, but now...

As long as she puts some thought into it, it won't be difficult for her to severely strike a blow to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and Rong Qingqiu. It's a pity that Feng Qingchen is too lazy and too passive.

If others don't cause trouble for her, she won't take the initiative to find trouble with them, always putting herself in a passive state of being beaten, and this is what the Ninth Prince is most dissatisfied with.

"The best defense is active attack. How can you possibly intimidate your enemies if you just keep passively taking the beating like this?" The Ninth Prince thought of Feng Qingchen's angry look, smiled, turned around and walked out.

…

Feng Qingchen always thought that he was not good at socializing, but he had a very pleasant conversation with Mrs. Lu at the Lu Mansion.

Mrs. Lu is in her early thirties. She has taken good care of herself and has not given birth to any children. Her figure and temperament still retain the delicate grace of a young girl.

Mrs. Lu comes from a scholarly family. She is proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting. She has good conversation and extraordinary knowledge. She is gentle and generous, which makes people like her. Feng Qingchen is really puzzled as to why Mrs. Lu married an executioner like Lu Shaolin.

Madam Lu quietly gave Feng Qingchen some advice on the relationships among the families in the capital, and then turned the topic to the medical skills that Feng Qingchen was familiar with. At the end of the conversation, Madam Lu was happy to invite Feng Qingchen to have dinner at the Lu Mansion.

Because of Lu Shaolin's identity, Mrs. Lu was not welcomed by the noble families of the literati, and she could not get along with the families of the military generals, so she had no one to interact with in the imperial city. It was a rare opportunity for her to meet someone she could get along with, and Mrs. Lu was truly happy.

Feng Qingchen smiled and refused. When she was about to leave, a servant from the Lu Mansion came to report that Lu Shaolin had returned.

"Miss Feng, the master is back, you can't leave now." Mrs. Lu's eyes were watery and gentle enough to squeeze water out of them.

Feng Qingchen shook her head: "Lord Lu came back to accompany his wife for dinner, how could Qingchen disturb him?" Although Lu Shaolin had many wives and concubines, he respected his first wife very much.

Having three wives and four concubines was a common rule of the time. Feng Qingchen had nothing to dislike or understand. Those in high positions were all like this. Besides, marriage in this era represented the union of two families and had nothing to do with feelings.

Being a legal wife at home actually has a job, a lifelong career. She takes care of household chores and educates the children and grandchildren, and she has enormous power in the family.

As long as the husband doesn't favor his concubine over his wife and doesn't try to curry favor with the rich and powerful, the wife actually has great rights. The backyard and household finances will be under the control of the wife. She has the right to dismiss and sell concubines and maids at will, so Feng Qingchen would rather die than be a concubine.

She couldn't act like a maid, setting rules in front of the wife every day, and the children she gave birth to couldn't call her mother.

Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen wanted to leave, but Lu Shaolin refused to let her go. Upon hearing the news that Feng Qingchen was coming, Lu Shaolin changed his clothes and went to the backyard.

Although there is a distinction between men and women, Feng Qingchen is the only woman in the Feng family. With the emperor's decree, Feng Qingchen will definitely not get married and will only marry a son-in-law, so Lu Shaolin treats Feng Qingchen as half a man.

"Miss Feng, are you here for the matter of the Sun Mansion?" Lu Shaolin walked in with a burst of heat and went straight to the point.

"Sun Mansion? What's going on at the Sun Mansion?" Feng Qingchen looked at Lu Shaolin in bewilderment, a puzzled look on his face. He was shocked but quickly suppressed it.

"You don't know?" Lu Shaolin was also shocked. If Feng Qingchen was not asking for the Sun Mansion's affairs, then what was it for?

Feng Qingchen shook her head, suppressed the worry in her heart, and asked calmly: "Lord Lu, what happened? Is it related to Qingchen?" She only stayed in the Lu family for half a day, so nothing could happen again, right?

Lu Shaolin did not answer. Seeing this, Madam Lu stood up gently and said, "Master, Miss Feng, please sit down. I will go to the kitchen to see that Miss Feng has to stay for dinner today."

After saying that, he bowed and walked out with his servants, leaving Feng Qingchen and Lu Shaolin staring at each other...