Dajin picked up a god of war

Chapter 605 Apple Apple Can't Find

"stop fighting!"

Wang Zhenying stepped aside and pushed Zhang Guiren aside. Xiao Zhang was unprepared for Wang Zhenying who suddenly joined the battle.

All her attention was focused on Pei Jiao'er, so how could she care about others.

Wang Zhenying is not a person who can fight. Zhang Guiren flashed her body, and she pulled Pei Jiaoer up. The next moment, before Pei Jiaoer could react, she pulled her and brought her to Sima Yao.

"Your Majesty, Mrs Pei is injured and needs immediate treatment!"

She held Pei Shi's Wuqing's wrist in front of Sima Yao's eyes to see how badly Xiao Pei was hurt!
You care or not!
"what happened?"

"Why are you still injured?"

"Come to me soon!"

Having seen enough of the lively Sima Yao, as soon as he saw the blue and black arm, his eyes immediately burst into flames!
"His Majesty!"

"The slave family is also injured, why don't you care?"

Zhang Guiren is not to be outdone, if you are injured, is the old lady gone?
If it weren't for the little eunuch in the hall, Zhang Guiren could even lift up his shirt and skirt to show Sima Yao enough!
To tell the truth, Pei Jiao'er's strength is much stronger than Xiao Zhang's, let alone bruising. Xiao Zhang has reason to suspect that she has internal bleeding and is seriously injured.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I didn't see anything!"

"Stop being unreasonable!"

Sima Yao didn't lift his head, and his eyes didn't even glance at Xiao Zhang. Sima Yao also made sense.

Look at that noble person's little face, her face is red with pink, and her complexion is very good. As long as you can see the skin, there is no bruising all over her body.

Where is the injury?

Can't see it at all!
What a shame!
Zhang Guiren jumped to the front, making a fuss, Sima Yao was busy passing on the imperial doctor to Pei Jiao'er, how could he still be in the mood to pay attention to her.

Called Yuanbao, found two little eunuchs, and took Zhang Guiren out of the palace gate.

The imperial doctor and Zhang Guiren passed through the gate of the palace almost at the same time, entering and exiting, just mirroring each other.Sima Yao's anxiously summoning the imperial doctor's voice should be in harmony with Zhang Guiren's painful cry.

Zhang Guiren should feel fortunate that although she was defeated again, this time, Sima Yao did not continue to imprison her.

It's a pity that this little happiness, for Xiao Zhang, can't cause a ripple at all.She was so resentful that she lost to the queen, and she might be able to accept it reluctantly.

But, Pei Jiao'er?

What is she!
It is also worthy of taking away her Xiao Zhang's favor. How can she be by Sima Yao's side?

Not eligible at all!
In Zhang Guiren's eyes, Sima Yao seems to be the most honorable person in this Jiankang Palace, a golden patisserie.

As everyone knows, it is people like her who have no roots and no foundation, who are like Piaoping in a chaotic world, and will treat him as a character.

What's so great about him, Sima Yao?

Not to mention the ambitious killing gods like Liu Yuna, just a few big families, if there is one that is not pleasing to the eye, if they unite, they can still overthrow him.

Effortless!

Under the command of Yuanbao, the two little eunuchs stepped out of the palace gate with Zhang Guiren in their hands, and threw them directly under the steps.

Zhang Guiren stumbled and almost fell.

The dirty words blurted out: "You eunuchs!"

"I don't want to live anymore!" She gritted her teeth and glared at Yuanbao and the others. What about eunuchs?

If they were afraid of being castrated, they would not stand here.

Yuan Bao and others were guarding the gate of the hall, and sneered: "Thank you Zhang Guiren for reminding me that our family will not dare to forget the identity of eunuchs for a moment."

"Knowing that Zhang Guiren looks down on us eunuchs, then please go back to the palace quickly, don't let us eunuchs dirty the eyes of the nobles!"

Who has no temper!
Yuan Bao led a group of eunuchs and closed the gate of the palace in return.

As the heavy hall door slammed shut tightly, Xiao Zhang's farce today also ushered in the final moment.

Zhang Guiren naturally didn't understand the truth that doing a lot of injustice would lead to suicide. With her poor knowledge, she could only think that these eunuchs dared to treat her like this today, precisely because she had lost Sima Yao's favor.

There is a simple truth here. In the inner palace, those who are favored should be domineering, and no one dares to speak out.

If you are deeply favored, whether male or female, suddenly a humble and respectful person jumps out, that is a big outlier.

Enough historians to pick up their bald pens and write a brilliant masterpiece!
And once you lose your favor, you will be bullied by dogs. It is also very necessary. If you want to regain the respect of others, you must regain the favor.

However, for today's Zhang Guiren, favor is as unobtainable as a mirror, and she clenched her fists in front of Xianyang Palace.

A pair of affectionate Qiushui eyes stared at the temple door tightly.

Sima Yao!
The slave family and you are at odds!
…………

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet in heaven, and there are countless happy events in the world.

The noble Xiao Zhang finally recognized his future enemy, the emperor Sima Yao, who was aloof and had given her countless favors.

In the future, her life in Jiankang Palace will not be lonely anymore, because she already has a goal to strive for.

On the other side, Wang Mi, the newly appointed servant of the Yellow Clan, who was already smug, started a new experiment at a good time when there is a relationship between men and women in the world.

To say that it is an experiment can actually be regarded as filling in the gaps.

After the farce of the He brothers, Wang Mi found out the problems of the first-made pistols without any effort.

This has to be said to be a blessing.

A few days have passed, and after the skillful hands of the workshop masters, whether it is a medicine spoon or a fire starter, it has been completed.

This time, Wang Mi had already learned the lesson from the past, and re-checked all kinds of equipment before the formal experiment.

Move carefully and carefully, and dare not be the slightest sloppy.

The last time he had a big life, if he was not careful this time, he was probably the one who was bombed.

The last time he was able to urinate, this time, it is absolutely impossible for his good buddies to let him continue to escape.

The masters were busy and happy, and Wang Mi didn't let up for a moment here. News had already arrived from the court, and he was going to attend the great court meeting tomorrow.

Although the importance of the meeting in the Great Jin Dynasty is just like that, there is no need to pay too much attention to it, but, after all, this is a time-consuming errand, and for this reason, he specially made a lot of gunpowder.

After all the preparations were complete, he took the He brothers and went to the general workshop.

"Zhiyuan, why is it so troublesome, I think, isn't it good to be in the palace?"

Although He Mai jumped on the horse's back, when he looked back at the expansive mansion of the palace and the redundant space within the high wall, he still felt that what this brother Wang did was too much.

Wang Mi squinted at him and said with a smile, "My place is big enough for a pistol experiment, but if this gun is released, if the last accident happened again, wouldn't it blow up my house?"

Wang Mi's understatement brought He Wuji's heart to his throat immediately. He rushed forward and said, "Zhiyuan, didn't you say that the last time was an accident?"

"Is it all because you didn't think things through?"

He Wuji's little heart couldn't help thumping wildly, and He Mai's heartless heartless heart couldn't be counted on at all.

He was clearly the one who should be unlucky last time, but because of He Wuji's mental retardation, he snatched the pistol and caused tenth-level damage to him.

Isn't this life?

What is life?
He Wuji was so excited because he had suffered from pistols.

"Yes!"

"It's all ready!"

Wang Mi's confident expression was exchanged for He Wuji's cold face. Wang Mi was very surprised: "Wuji, what is your expression?"

"Don't you believe me?"

Don't believe it, it's definitely not believing!
Although He Wuji hadn't spoken for a while, his worried expression had already betrayed his heart.

"Wuji, what have you to worry about!"

"Didn't Zhiyuan fix all those problems?"

"Guaranteed no problem!"

Before Wang Mi dared to pat his chest and shout to assure that there was no problem, He Mai had already helped him blow it out.

Weird scary!

If this is a careless, there is a mistake, but what should I do?Isn't it shameful to throw it at grandma's house?
Although the pony ran slowly, as time passed, it was getting closer and closer to Jiang's workshop.

Seeing the gate of the general workshop in front of him, He Wuji mustered up his courage and finally spit out a sentence: "Zhiyuan, is today's experiment really guaranteed to be foolproof?"

Uh, well, it seems like... I can't just make a guarantee.

Wang Mi pondered for a moment, and under the threat of He Wuji's uneasy eyes, Wang Mi finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Wuji, nothing can be guaranteed to be foolproof. Even a skilled archer sometimes misses, isn't it?"

It's true to say so, but if the archer misses, the enemy is hurt!

is the target!
The pistol misfired, but it was the shooter who hurt himself!
"Zhiyuan, you can see that I can't make a pistol, and I can't help you, so I won't go today!"

Suddenly, He Wuji, who had been focusing on participating all the time, changed his mind, turned his horse's head, and ran away in the opposite direction!

"Worryless!"

"Don't go!"

"This experiment is also indispensable for you!" He Wuji's little thought in his heart, he didn't know, who could figure it out.

Wang Mi graciously retained it, and even rushed forward, chasing after a few steps, but He Wuji's voice of refusal came from a distance: "Don't persuade others to be kind!"

"Zhiyuan, that pistol is dangerous, it was bombed, and the consequences are unimaginable, you have to be careful!"

Wang Mi was petrified.

No way!
He did not trust his own technology so much!
Heartbroken!

Wang Mi covered her chest, not being wronged. She suddenly remembered that there was He Mai next to her, and suddenly felt a trace of comfort.

"Amai, you still believe me!"

"Thanks to you!"

He looked at He Mai gratefully, and He Mai also waved his whip in cooperation and followed him to the direction of the workshop.

Wang Mi was very relieved. Sure enough, Amai was my bosom friend!

In this world, bosom friends are hard to find, and this one is enough!

"I don't believe in you, I believe, even if there is a mistake, there will always be you in front of me, trouble and disaster will not fall on my head."

The sky is falling, and there is still a tall one!

It turned out that He Mai was playing such an abacus!
life!
Wang Mi shouted up to the sky, where is Lao Tzu's bosom friend?
…………

No bosom friend was found, but life had to go on.

This is the true meaning of life.

Although in the matter of understanding Wang Mi's many inventions and creations, He Mai could not reach the realm of heart-to-heart with him.

However, it still provided him with some help, and could be regarded as a capable assistant.

In the workshop, I heard that the waiter Wang finally came, and the craftsmen gathered together and gathered around Wang Mi.

"Wang Shilang, you are finally here!"

"Masters have been looking forward to you for a long time!" As the representative of the craftsmen, Master Wei spoke first. Wang Mi smiled. Seeing them so active, the knot in his heart was suddenly untied.

Who said that in this great Jin Dynasty, he would have no bosom friend?
Why do you have to search hard among the descendants of aristocratic families?

Aren't these simple and capable craftsmen his best bosom friend?
"I'm really sorry for making you wait for a long time and delaying your errands."

The craftsmen were even more moved. Without Wang Mi's command, they crowded around him and looked at him with admiration.

listen!

The son of a dignified aristocratic family, Wang Shilang, who came from a first-class aristocratic family, is actually apologizing to the rough-handed craftsmen!

It is good to live!

Even good things like this can be seen!
The truth of the so-called Li Xian corporal is actually like this.

In life, some people pursue three meals a day, while more people pursue endless money and enjoyment.

But there are also those unpretentious people, money can't buy them, beauty can't tempt them, what they pursue is the satisfaction of personal value and enough respect.

Although the craftsmen in the workshop are of low status, they generally have craftsmanship. Moreover, among the hundreds of craftsmen in Jiankang City, they are often the best.

Since they are skilled craftsmen, they must have some temper, and it is not so easy to make them work wholeheartedly.

Wang Mi's modest deeds quickly produced good results among the craftsmen. Not only that, he was in the workshop before, but he made iron and made gunpowder by himself. Every piece truly reflected his strength.

We Wang Shilang are definitely not like those children of aristocratic families. We only know that he is a flamboyant person, and he has real skills!
In this world, everyone admires people with real talents and real learning, and craftsmen are no exception. Wang Mi's good brother, He Mai, of course, does the same.

Wang Mi was preparing firearms over there, making adjustments from time to time. Although He Mai couldn't understand those doorways, he also knew that as long as he wanted to, there must be something that could help him.

This time, Wang Mi intends to take a shot in person. Since he wants to play in person, he can't be casual.

Be sure to pull up the stance and make sure you hit it with one hit!
"Amai, let you find an apple, what are you looking for!"

It was the same willow tree, with its swaying branches and various styles. Like He Wuji, Wang Mi also chose it as the target for this shooting activity.

The difference is that He Wuji only has a general understanding of the accuracy of the pistol, so he intends to greet the lead bullet directly on the willow tree.

Wang Mi was different.

The willow tree is just a medium, the real goal is still on the willow tree.

Just now I instructed He Mai to find an apple and hang it on a willow branch.

Is there anything easier in this world than this?
Wang Mi thinks not.

It's still early autumn, and the apples are not ripe yet, but the round ones have a shape, can't find red or green ones!

He Mai told Wang Mi with practical actions that he couldn't find this apple, whether it was green or red!
(End of this chapter)