Stop to say, folded robe swallowed a small saliva, gently patted the shoulder, but a smile, "let's go."

Along the trail back in the woods, Qin Chen seems to suddenly think of something, three or two steps back.

When the people around him disappeared, the folded robe reflected. As soon as he was about to look back, Qin Chen flashed to him again, holding the dart that had just pierced into the tree.

From the woods around, not to go out on the eyes around to explore the figure of Ji Changye, see three people Haosheng standing there, two people at ease.

"Master."

"Master."

Ji long night nods, indicates that he has nothing to do, then the vision falls on Qin Chen's hand that dart.

Qin Chen takes a look at Lin Shao and his deputy general and tells them about his experience and fighting process in detail When I fought with them, I found that the body methods of those people were very similar to ours. "

Ji Changye looks at the dart repeatedly. It's a three edged dart. It's well made. The three blade surfaces are very sharp. It's very heavy to hold. If you are hit by it, you will lose a lot of internal power.

"Very similar?"

"Yes, when we first trained in the camp, we also taught our body methods, and they were almost the same."

"The three edged darts..."

Before Ji Chang finished his words, the deputy general came up and pointed at the three edged dart. He was so excited that he said incoherently, "Hey, this is not our camp!"

Voice just fell, in the scene of the deputy general's eyes widened, several people looked at the things in Ji Changye's hand repeatedly.

Fortunately, Lin Shao felt that this was the secret weapon used by the soldiers in the camp, and he was at a loss.

Not only Lin Shao, the deputy general is also a head question mark, can't find north, "what's the matter, don't you say linghuangtang, what's the relationship with us?"

No one paid any attention to him. They all stared at the three edged dart and thought.

Taking the three edged dart from Ji Changye's hand, Lin Shaobing took a tone and carefully measured it. He didn't know where to find out a dart. He looked left and right, and his expression gradually became confused.

"Young general, you see, this is the three edged dart used by our soldiers in the camp; this is the one brought back by Lord Qin just now."

Hearing this, Ji Changye and other people came forward one after another. After a close look, they didn't see any difference. They couldn't help but feel cold.

The deputy general put the sword into the scabbard, raised his hand and scratched his head. He guessed, "it's not our people who steal from themselves and dress up like that laoshizi linghuangtang on purpose?"

As soon as the words came out, Lin Shaoheng glanced at them. The deputy general turned his lips awkwardly, pretending that nothing had happened.

Take a panoramic view of the two people's expressions, Ji Changye is calm, and has no strange color on her face. After a long time, she can say: "let's go and have a look at the powder magazine first."

With that, he walked forward with great strides. Seeing the situation, the guard quickly opened the door and saluted respectfully to welcome people in.

After the inspection, he ordered Lin Shao to be more careful. Many more people were sent to the powder magazine and the armory. Ji Changye took the folded robe and Qin Chen left.

Back to the camp, the soldiers on both sides of the way to see Ji Changye, all respectfully salute.

When passing by the team that was practicing at night, he stood in front of the team and watched for a while with the deputy general. The three thousand excellent teachers in the underground city really deserved their reputation.

When he got outside the tent, he heard the sound of talking and laughing from inside. He lifted the curtain and went inside. Jiang Qicao got up and saluted, "young master is back."

Ji Changye waved her hand, lifted her robe and sat down. She picked up the tea cup on the table. When she came to her, she knew that it was the Dianhong Kung Fu she had been drinking recently. The fragrance of tea came into her nose and relieved her nervous nerves.

At this time, it's the end of the day, and the night is getting darker. Seeing Ji Changye come back, Jiang Qicao comes out of the tent at the right time, leaving room for them to get along with each other.

As the curtain fell, ye sang blinked and said with a smile, "the cotton in Zhuangzi is basically mature. The last test was very complete, no problem."

In the north of the city, Chuang Tzu's cotton and wheat cultivation never stopped. In order to hide people's eyes and ears, he sold Chuang Tzu. However, the buyer was actually a shopkeeper under Feng Yao. In the final analysis, it was Ji's family.

Previously worried that Xu Biqing would send someone to watch this matter carefully, Shen yunyun's mother was taken away from Zhuangzi, but Chen Shengrong and other research backbones still stayed in Zhuangzi.

Ji Changye has always been calm. Now when she got the news, she couldn't restrain her joy. She asked, "what's the result and how's the promotion going?"

"A Yao's letter just arrived, saying that the quality of cotton is very good. It is not only superior to other kinds of cotton, but also can speed up mass production in an all-round way..."

"The letter says that it has been promoted in secret. Many people in Beijing alone have ordered some to go, and several neighboring prefectures also have sales."

Hearing people's words, Ji Changye was overjoyed. She put down her tea cup and rubbed her hands. "It's a good thing. It's just that the neighboring prefectures and counties are easy to attract people's attention. Now it's not good for Xu Biqing to grasp this matter again."Ye sang gave a slight "um" sound, found the letter from Feng Yao that had just been put down, and handed it over, "look for yourself."

"By the way, what's going on in the powder magazine? Why did it take so long to come back?"

See her ask, Ji long night pursed lips, slowly way: "something happened."

Then, seeing that ye sang could not rest assured, Fang Zhankai said in detail, "some people from linghuangtang rushed in from the forest, mostly for the powder magazine. But when Qin Chen fought with those people, he said that their body methods and concealed weapons were the same as those of the soldiers in the camp. " As like as two peas, the

finally read the letter and folded it up and handed it over. "Then, general, the general of the dark forest has seen it, and there is no difference between the three edged dart made in the camp," he said.

Ye Sang was slightly surprised, looking a little confused, "how can..."

Then he lowered his eyes, supported his head with both hands, and stared at the ground under his feet. Just listening to what he said, he couldn't understand it.

Seeing people worried, Ji Changye chuckled and comforted, "if there are people in the camp who steal from themselves and can hibernate in the camp all the time, it will be a big trouble. But Ling huangtang's presence and absence in Qingzhou Prefecture and Rongcheng may have something to do with it. I've ordered someone to investigate it secretly, and the result will come soon. You don't have to worry about it. "

It is knowing the seriousness of the matter that ye sang is full of worries, but he doesn't want Ji Changye to worry about himself, so he smiles and nods.

After ye sang is pacified, Ji Changye suddenly remembers something. She goes to the front of the case, spreads the letter paper, picks up the pen and dips it in ink. After thinking about it, she stops to write the letter.

The next day, the capital.

An autumn rain came suddenly, and it lasted all night. It stopped at the time of the morning food. The air was full of fresh feeling after the rain. Such a night rain also made the capital grow a little cold.

The sound of "Lulu" continued. The wheels of the carriage ran over several small puddles from time to time. The mud water was rolled up by the wheels and splashed to the roadside. A lot of small mud spots were also splashed on the skirt of the maid sitting at both ends of the carriage.

"Xu --"

the voices around are quite lively, and there are not many people outside.

The carriage stopped slowly. After the driver got out of the car, a girl opened the curtain. Bai qianfang came forward and helped the people in the car down. "Girl, be careful, there are some small puddles here."

Wen Jinxiu has never worn a veil since she came out of the palace. Now her beautiful face attracts many people's eyes.

After she came out, she set up a courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing. At the beginning of the new dynasty, Xu Biqing and others naturally didn't have the time to pay attention to her affairs. They wanted to find her, and there was wind and boundless power. She never worried that she would be exposed.

"Have you arrived yet?"

Wen Jinxiu's cold voice was a little more gentle at this time. After listening to Bai Qian's reply, she asked the coachman to look up at Chuang Tzu's gate. She was filled with emotion.

Chuang Tzu in the north of the city had heard a lot when she was in the palace. Now she went to the place in person. Looking at the gate standing in front of her, her thoughts about ye sang suddenly surged up.

Before long, a steward from Chuang Tzu came up. It was Lin steward.

Just now I watched a carriage with luxurious decoration stop at the door from a distance. I guess it was her after counting the days. Then I met her in my heart. "This distinguished guest, dare to ask, are you Mrs. ye who asked to come to Zhuangzi to inspect the goods in person the day before yesterday?"

Because of her special status and the fact that there are not many people surnamed Wen in the capital, Wen Jinxiu calls herself Mrs. Ye.

Wen Jinxiu nodded and said nothing.

"I've been waiting for you early in the morning. Please come inside. Please come inside."

Manager Lin winked at the boys who were busy, while he took them to Chuang Tzu with a smile.

If according to the appointment made the day before yesterday, if Mrs. Ye is satisfied, it's a big list.

After walking for a while, he saw that his posterity was still silent. Manager Lin was a little confused. He turned over and asked tentatively, "madam, do you want to go to the warehouse first or..."

Wen Jinxiu didn't open her mouth. Bai Qian stepped forward at the right time. Her tone didn't take the temperature. The manager of Tonglin told her, "the warehouse doesn't need to go. Our wife wants to go to the field to have a look. Please lead the way."

The words were polite, but the tone was very strong and could not be refused. Manager Lin could not say anything more, so he had to nod his head again and again, and then he took the man to the North cotton field.

About half a quarter of an hour, the ridge finally appeared in front of him. Because of the rain last night, the cotton field was covered with thick oilcloth. At a glance, it was not the white of cotton.

"It rained last night, but for the cloth, the cotton would have been wasted in the field..."

Steward Lin said to himself, and asked the fellow next to him to take off some oilcloth, and the white cotton came into view.

This white, see Wen Jinxiu feather eyelashes light tremble, cherry mouth slightly open, Lin steward came up just want to introduce, a look at this scene is also scared to silence, standing in situ did not dare to make a sound.