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Chapter 215

Wu Bondang followed Hua Er and hurried to Xu Yilong's navy training ground.

Zheng Haizhu was explaining something to Xu Yilong in front of a newly built sand boat.

Wu Bondang moved forward and found that Hua Er did not follow, so he asked: "Aren't you going with Madam?"

Hua Er shook his head: "Madam only asked me to invite Manager Wu to come over and talk."

Wu Bondang did not ask any more questions and walked up to Zheng Haizhu with a frown.

Zheng Haizhu's expression was not solemn at all.

She got straight to the point: "Bond, among the Liao people you recruited, there are some who seem to be particularly smart. I have never let go of my suspicion."

After Wu Bond heard Zheng Haizhu briefly explain the whole story, he glanced at Xu Yilong who was listening with him, and then looked around.

Hua Er stood far away from the mule cart, focusing on feeding the mules.

On the sand boat swaying in the sea were the sailors from the Xu family who were transferred from Fujian after Xu Yilong's military training. There were only two of them, dressed as fishermen.

Wu Bondang said solemnly: "You don't even believe Hua Er anymore, don't you?"

Zheng Haizhu said calmly: "I don't have to believe these Liao people, or I can continue to believe them. I'll wait until I go to the Shandong Guild Hall in Songjiang to have a look. If Ah Shan only went to Songjiang to buy tools, why did he go to the Shandong Guild Hall? Before I find out, , Bond, to be honest, I feel a little worried about the Liao people in Zhuangzi. Bond, you and Yilong have also spent a lot of time arranging things these past few days."

Something strange suddenly flashed across Wu Bond's eyes as he stared at Zheng Haizhu.

He seemed to feel defeated in front of her for the first time.

Starting from choosing a servant by the canal, Wu Bangde has been able to walk side by side with the woman in front of him willingly over the years. He thinks it is because of the hand-in-hand and dependence that has nothing to do with the love between men and women.



On the bank of the river in Fushun, the woman said: "Bond, there are indeed more than just wild dogs in a human's life."

In the new scene of Chongming, the woman said: "Bond, you have to stay and help me for three years."

Wu Bondang enjoys this kind of state, which is different from the humble career of a soldier or the path of a powerful and powerful staff member.

A woman who is strong in herself and trusts and relies on his abilities gives him a busy and fulfilling state.

At the same time, this woman also knows the secret sweetness and pain in his inner world, and can she quietly sympathize with his feelings.

But today I realized that Zheng Haizhu had not completely opened his mind to him.

It turned out that she didn't ask much about the details of recruiting Liao people, not because she was completely reassured that Wu Bangdang would be reliable in his work, but because she just set up another spy, like a sentry, to blend into the Liao people group to investigate.

Even though Zheng Haizhu still trusted Wu Bang Bang's loyalty and called him when he left the island, allowing him to follow orders with General Xu, Wu Bang Bang still felt depressed for a brief moment.

The woman's gaze he received was, after all, a downward gaze.

Of course Zheng Haizhu can understand Wu Bond's mind.

This is a subtle conflict that cannot be avoided even among people of the same mind.

Interestingly, men can't stand women looking down on them, but they are used to dwarfing women.

However, Wu Bond never looked down on her, and Zheng Haizhu still looked up to the man in front of her.

"Bond," she stared at him and said earnestly, "Yilong's other boat will turn to Zhenjiang to pick up Shou Kuan and a few intelligence agents there. You can use it. Shou Kuan's wedding banquet was originally going to be

If we do it here, it won't arouse any suspicion."

The familiar calm and sincere tone made Wu Bonde try to get himself back to business.

He nodded, remembered something, and said solemnly: "Just now, the county came to urge Yao Qianhu to close the gun again. Do you want to give it to him?"

"Here," Zheng Haizhu said without any hesitation, "Now to the outside world, Zhuangzi should look no different. Mr. Song and Master Ge's apprentices have thought about it. A section of the fuselage of the blunderbuss was replaced with beef tendon, and they were fired dozens of times.

It’s over. If Yao Qianhu sells privately to make a profit, the secret will definitely be revealed to the buyer."

"Okay." Wu Bondang lowered his eyes and responded calmly.

Then he added: "Aya is being held alone with her baby. Do you want to ask someone of your own to keep an eye on her nearby?"

The corners of Zheng Haizhu's mouth twitched.

As the intelligence leader, he is indeed kind-hearted, which is what brings him closer to him.

Those who do intelligence work do not necessarily have to be ruthless, even their brothers and sisters are treated as tools that can be sacrificed at any time. Hundreds of years later, Comrade "Wu Hao" on the hidden front is a truly benevolent and righteous gentleman.

While the tiger was still napping, even if Wu Bangdang really recruited a spy this time, Zheng Haizhu would not abandon him like a broken shoe.

Zheng Haizhu then showed a soft expression and said: "I have asked Yilong to send out two more Fujian guards to go over and guard."

Wu Bangde said: "Okay, you can get on the boat. Be careful when you go to Songjiang. After all, you are still suffering from acne."



If the Jade Emperor asked about the plague god, it would be difficult for him to describe the joys and sorrows that have passed away.

Songjiang Firearms Factory is also experiencing unprecedented quietness in this early summer.

Like other handicraft workshops in this prosperous city in the south of the Yangtze River, workers temporarily avoided gathering due to the epidemic. The blazing fire of the blast furnace and the clanking sound of forging temporarily disappeared in the firearms factory.

Gu Shouqian walked through the peaceful courtyard of the firearms factory.

He had suffered from pox as a child and was immune to it for life. He was walking around as usual these days.

He was fortunate that his wife and young child were still in Chongming. The boat bosses at Wusongkou Pier said that Chongming was closed to the island.

My grandmother Miao Atai and my mother Lu have been personally escorted by me to take shelter near the Sheshan Wu Temple, away from the densely populated Songjiang Fucheng.

In the midst of a major disaster, Gu Shouqian was relieved to know that his family was temporarily safe.

When Gu Shouqian came to the door of the utility room deep in the backyard, his relaxed face turned serious.

Han Xiying is chopping firewood.

She was no longer the little girl who could hardly conceal her surging feelings. At this moment, when she saw the jade-faced young man whom she had possessed several times in her erotic dreams approaching, she calmly put down her hatchet and offered her blessing to Gu Shouqian.

blessing.

"Thank you, Second Young Master, for allowing me and Lao Du to stay here."

He didn't call him "brother-in-law", and his tone was cold, and he looked like he had received favors from others, but he didn't show any humility and cherished his wings.

Gu Shouqian also responded with an indifferent expression: "Your shack is really crowded. If one family is infected with the epidemic, the neighbors will probably not be able to escape."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He put down the painting box, thought about it for a moment, and then said: "There is something I still want to inform you about. Both Ge Jiangtou and Miss Wang are

He comes from a family of craftsmen, and he is also talking to Mr. Sun about recruiting people. When Lao Du comes to the rescue recently and gets the wages, you two should go to Hangzhou."

Han Xiying secretly hated it.

Why are we recruiting people separately? It's probably because after this epidemic, my eldest sister will go back to Songjiang. You can do it right, so you are in a hurry to drive me away.

Brother Gu, what kind of ecstasy soup did my eldest sister give you? She turned around and left for three or two months without any sense of womanliness, leaving you to live like a monk in Songjiang. You still care about her so much!

Han Xiying sighed softly, lost her mind for a moment, and responded: "The second young master repays the evil with kindness. He has taken care of these days. Xiying is satisfied, and Lao Du is even more grateful. The second young master is right, the salary is enough."

, Lao Du and I should leave Songjiang and go to Hangzhou to feel more comfortable."

Gu Shouqian nodded and looked into the room: "Where is Mr. Du?"

"Second Young Master, the younger one is here! Second Young Master is well."

Blacksmith Du's earnest words came from behind.

Gu Shouqian glanced at the few iron parts in his hand, showing surprise.

Blacksmith Du said with a flattering look: "Teacher Ge said that the humidity in the Minhai area is heavy, and the gunpowder door should be sealed more tightly. I was thinking about how to forge it more tightly. It just so happens that the young master is here. Please invite the young master.

Give the little one some pointers."

Gu Shouqian took a part and rubbed it, he was really surprised.

He opened the painting box, took out the manuscript with different gun fire doors, and compared them carefully.

Han Xiying hurriedly moved into the house and moved a wooden chair and placed it in a bright sunny place: "Second Young Master, how about you sit and watch?"

Blacksmith Du further pushed the wooden chair to the stone table and asked carefully: "Second Young Master, do you want to draw it?"

With that said, he moved to Gu Shouqian's painting box, leaned over and whispered: "Master, there is a gap in the nail leather of the box. Can you please turn around and help change it quickly? To avoid hurting the master's hand."

"

Gu Shouqian still looked at the fire door and pressed it perfunctorily.

Blacksmith Du took out the small hammer attached to his waist and tapped the iron sheet on the edge of the wooden box.

Under the cover of this voice, his left hand had already completed the trick of substituting the weak point.


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