There is a saying: Three glasses of wine in the world, and one pot of tea in the great cause of a thousand years.

A group of friends gathered together to drink and talk about the worldly affairs of family affairs. They would only become more and more confused as they drank. Under the stimulation of alcohol, they brag about how awesome they were. They thought that I was the best in the world. After getting drunk, they went home to sleep with their heads and ended up was wasting themselves in this world, and they were mediocre and useless throughout their lives.

A group of like-minded people gather together to drink tea. The more they drink, the more they become, the more they learn from each other's experiences, the more they talk, the more they realize their own shortcomings, so they learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, constantly improve and enrich themselves, and ultimately achieve a great cause.

Therefore, a person's social circle can often determine a person's life height. With mediocre people, he will become mediocre. With ambitious people, he will become vigorous and vigorous. If he can get guidance from a good teacher and friend, it will be a great blessing in life.

For example, He Zhier was undoubtedly very lucky to meet Xu Jin, a good teacher. She has been immersed in the math, physics and chemistry kingdom opened for him by Xu Jin these days. From then on, her life will be destined to be no longer ordinary, and a generation of firearm masters in the Ming Dynasty will rise slowly.

At around 5 pm, after listening to Xu Jin's lecture, He Zhier left the Governor's Office as usual, holding the lesson plans and exercises prepared by Xu Jin. When she reached a small river not far from the Governor's Office, she stood on the bridge. After hesitating for a moment, she finally took out a paper bag from her arms and threw it under the bridge.

Seeing the pack of poison washed away by the clear river water, He Zhier turned around with relief and continued to cross the bridge and headed towards the Weapon Bureau.

Xie Erjian flashed out like a ghost from behind a tree not far away, frowned thoughtfully, then turned around and returned to the Governor's Office, and then found Han Dajie, a hundred households of Jinyiwei.

"Old Han, I have something to ask you for help?" Xie Erjian said.

The second brother-in-law of the Governor, this kind of favor must be sold, so Han Dajie immediately said enthusiastically: "Thank you Guerrilla, please speak."

Xie Erjian said: "Please investigate Mo Zhier carefully and be sure to find out his origin."

Han Dajie's eyes flashed and nodded, "No problem, our Jinyiwei is the best at doing this, and we will find out for you within three days."

Let’s talk about He Zhier returning to the Weapon Bureau. When she saw Mo Crook, she was shocked and said, “Uncle Mo, why are you here?”

Mo Cutezi snorted coldly: "Why can't I come? Come in and close the door."

He Zhier's face turned pale, she closed the door nervously, and walked to the table with her head down. Mo Crook glanced at the two notebooks He Zhier was holding and asked, "What's it?"

He Zhier subconsciously hugged her tightly, and Mo Crooker said in a low voice: "Give it!" After that, he snatched it.

"Uncle Mo is careful, don't break it." He Zhier said nervously.

Mo Cutezi snorted coldly, opened Xu Jin's lesson plan, and his eyes lit up. He recognized that the handwriting of the sophisticated handwriting was not He Zhier's handwriting at first glance, and asked in a dark voice: "Is this Xu Jin's handwriting?"

He Zhier nodded in fear, and Mo Cutezi sneered: "It seems that Huang Bantu is not talking nonsense. Xu Jin respects you very much now and teaches you personally. Well, in this case, it is not easy for you to drug Xu Jin, so why don't you do it?"

"Uncle Mo, Zhier didn't find a chance to start!" He Zhier said stutteringly.

Mo Cutezi was furious, took off a cloth shoe and twitched He Zhier, and said sternly: "Damn girl, do you have no chance to attack, or you can't do it at all." After that, he twitched a few more times.

He Zhier was so painful that tears were spinning in her eyes, but she didn't dare to dodge. Unfortunately, the girl has been slapped with shoes soles over the years and has long developed the habit of accepting it.

At this time, the sound of someone walking past outside the house came. Mo Crook quickly put on his shoes and whispered: "Wipe the tears."

He Zhier quickly wiped his tears, and Mo Crook slowed down and whispered: "Zhier, don't forget that Zhang Zhong, the eunuch, caused your family to be destroyed. Xu Jin also has a share in killing your brother. He is your enemy. Don't forget the big revenge because they value you now. Your parents, your brother, and your sister-in-law will not forgive you even if you are in the dark."

He Zhier's face was as pale as paper, and she lowered her head and kept silent.

"Xiao Mo, Lao Mo, it's time for dinner!" At this time, the voice of Huang Bantu came outside the house.

Mo Cuteman glared at He Zhier warningly, then limped over and opened the door, and said with a smile: "Ban Tou Huang, we will arrive in a while."

Mo Cutezi sent Huang Bantou away, and when he came back, he whispered: "I heard Huang Bantou say that the construction period is only five days, three days have passed. You must do it tomorrow. You know, let's go and have a meal!"

He Zhier silently packed the notebook, and then took Mo Cuzi to the canteen of the Weapons for dinner. After the meal, He Zhier said to Mo Cuzi: "Uncle Mo, there is only one quilt in the room. Zhier will stay in the inn tonight."

"Go and go!" Mo Cutezi waved impatiently. It would be better if He Zhier was not here, so he could make trouble for himself. Now he no longer believed that He Zhier would do it, so he decided to take revenge on his own.

However, Xu Jin did not go to the Weapon Bureau the next day, and Mo Cuzi couldn't help but feel disappointed. Although He Zhier went to the Governor's Office to attend the lecture on that day, she did not poison Xu Jin. Mo Cuzi was so angry that he beat her with the soles of her shoes again.

On the 21st day of the first lunar month of the third year of Jiajing, the five-day construction period was agreed, and the Weapon Bureau completed the task half a day ahead of schedule. All the Folang cannons were reinforced. Xu Jin, accompanied by Wu Wending, brought a group of civil and military officials to the Weapon Bureau to inspect and receive the cannons.

The weather is clear today, and the spring sun is shining brightly in the afternoon, and the warmth is warm. Hundreds of Flor cannons are neatly stacked on the drying ground of the weapons bureau, and the cannon bodies are all cast with iron hoops.

Xu Jin ordered people to check one by one, and randomly drew ten cannons to test the fire. After confirming that there was no problem, he received it satisfactorily and ordered people to transport the cannons back to the dock for shipment.

"Where is Xiao Mo?" Xu Jin found that He Zhier was not present after checking the artillery, so he couldn't help but ask.

Huang Bantou smiled and said, "Go back to the Governor, Xiao Mo's father has also arrived in the city these two days and has lived in our weapons bureau. Lao Mo has difficulty in legs and feet. I guess Xiao Mo is worried that he will have an accident and will go back to the house to take a look."

Xu Jin frowned and said, "How can outsiders move in at will at will, no matter who they are, as long as they are not craftsmen in the Weapon Bureau, they are not allowed to stay in the Weapon Bureau."

Huang Bantou and the head of the Weapon Bureau both froze. When the two saw that Xu Jin was so respectful to He Zhier, they treated Mo Cutezi particularly preferentially, not only allowed him to move into the Weapon Bureau, but also did not dare to restrict him from walking in the Weapon Bureau [Biquge www.biquge www.biquge.biz].

"Yes, yes, it's a dereliction of duty by his subordinates. I'll ask Xiao Mo's father to leave later." The small official in charge of the Weapons Bureau apologized carefully.

Xu Jin said indifferently: "Forget it this time, I won't be the case!"

At this moment, a Jinyiwei walked over hurriedly and whispered to the ears of Baihu Han Dajie for a while. The latter's expression changed drastically and asked sternly: "Huang Bantou, where do the Mo family father and son live?"

Huang Bantou was startled, and the officials also looked at him in surprise. Xu Jin frowned and said, "Han Baihu, what happened?"

Han Baihu said anxiously: "Master, according to the investigation of the Jinyiwei, Mo Zhier's father Mo Cutezi may be the remnant of King Ning at that time. His subordinates are worried that he would sneak into the weapons bureau and make a mistake in his attempts."

As soon as this statement was made, the audience was shocked. Huang Bantou and the small official in charge of the Weapon Bureau were almost scared and paralyzed. King Ning was a rebel!

Xie Erjian grabbed Huang Bantou, whose legs were weak, and shouted, "Where is the person?"

"The house there!" Huang Bantou pointed tremblingly.

Xie Erjian, Cen Lan, and a group of Jinyiwei rushed towards the row of craftsmen's residences.

Bang...

The door of the room was kicked open by Xie Erjian, but there was no one inside. Han Dajie pulled out Xiuchundao and shouted: "Everyone can spread around and search around, be sure to pull them out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill scream came from the warehouse in the distance. Xie Erjian's expression changed slightly, he jumped onto the roof and quickly rushed towards the warehouse.
Chapter completed!