Chapter four hundred and sixty-two people can sing and dance
"Master Liu, Master Song, and Hui'er have come to assist the two adults on your Majesty's orders."
Liu Mingzhi placed an earthen pot on the bullock cart, patted the dust in his hands and looked at Hui'er narrowly, "Assist? Are you sure it's not surveillance? Are you afraid that we will escape out of the city?"
Hui'er was startled and looked at Young Master Liu with an embarrassed expression. She couldn't accept Young Master Liu's frankness. Didn't it mean that Dalong people always spoke in a formal and reserved manner?
He laughed twice, which was a response to Liu Mingzhi's question, but he was still arguing in his heart. How could we still be friends if we had seen through what we agreed to but didn't tell everything?
"Master Liu, how about I help you move it?"
"I'm not stopping you. You can move if you want. What do you want me to do? Are you just being polite?"
Although Hui'er is very beautiful, Liu Mingzhi is still a little unhappy with the Queen's behavior. I worked so hard to help you defend the city, but you actually sent someone to monitor me.
Therefore, she naturally didn't have a good tone toward Hui'er, and it was inevitable that she would choke when she spoke.
As expected, Hui'er's handsome face twitched a little, and she was speechless by Young Master Liu.
After greeting the eighteenth generation of Mr. Liu's ancestors in his heart, Hui'er picked some smaller jars and carried them to the car.
"Third brother, is it reliable to use these jars and jars to help Jin Kingdom defend the city?"
Young Master Liu held an earthen pot the size of a teapot and sighed melancholy, "I hope it won't be used. If it is really used, the problem of the Kingdom of Jin will no longer be a problem."
"What's the meaning?"
"If it hurts Tianhe, I'm afraid my life will be shortened."
"Is it that powerful?"
"If you use it well, it can make the nomadic tribes give up fighting immediately and become good at singing and dancing. Don't you think it's amazing?"
More than a hundred clay pots of different sizes were loaded on five oxcarts and slowly walked towards the city gate.
Young Master Liu put on light clothes, carrying a hoe like an old farmer in the field, and walked and chatted with Song Qing who was holding the pickaxe.
Hui'er followed behind the two of them without saying a word.
Do you think Hui'er is a quiet, quiet, good girl?
If it weren't for Hui'er's face turning red and green, her teeth squeaking, and her fierce eyes looking at Liu Dashao's back, she would really look like a quiet lady.
"Third brother, you are a woman after all. Those words you said were a bit too obscene. I guess she has eaten your heart now."
"It's my fault. She's blatantly spying on us. Just being angry with her is enough."
After saying that, he turned back and glanced at Hui'er who was following behind him, "Why bother with yourself? You don't dare to kill me. How can you still sleep with me if you are angry? If you are not convinced, just leave. I won't stop you."
Hui'er's medium-sized fists clenched loudly, and she could only stare fiercely at Liu Mingzhi without saying a word.
She had learned a lesson before putting down Mr. Liu's nasty mouth. Calling it obscene was a compliment. It was simply a venomous tongue that would kill people even if they were angry.
"You see, brother, this is the expression on his face that he doesn't like me but can't kill me. Are you angry or not?"
"Okay, just stop talking and make people cry, okay?"
"Oh, I don't want to either. I'm not afraid that if she forces me to leave, some terrible things will be revealed. I didn't expect that this woman is so strong in her heart. If she were to be with another woman, she would have turned around and left."
Song Qing looked back at Hui'er after hearing this, with a strange look in his eyes: "Third brother, take it easy. This woman is a master. If you really lose your mind, you will definitely suffer a lot."
Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Hui'er, who was as petite and exquisite as Ying'er. "I saw her flying in Qiongfang Garden. I don't know how tall she is. How is she compared to you?"
Song Qing pondered for a few times, "There is no difference between them."
The corner of Young Master Liu's mouth twitched. Although he didn't know what level of master Song Qing was, the person who could become the commander of the royal guards must be a master among masters. The inconspicuous little girl behind him could actually be on par with him. She was also a ruthless person.
People.
"Brother, how do you practice? Why can't I practice?"
"Winter training is three days, and summer training is three days. People who practice martial arts first look at talent, and secondly look at hard work. My eldest brother started to build a foundation when he was five years old. How can you be so lucky as you, who can absorb other people's internal energy to support himself while sleeping?
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"What's the use? I don't know how to use it. I feel like I just have a handful of strength."
"It's just that you don't care."
"All right."
"Stop, there is no holy decree forbidding leaving the city."
The group of people chatting and laughing arrived at the city gate and were stopped by the imperial guards.
Liu Mingzhi took out the Queen's token and easily left the capital with Hui'er's identity.
After scanning the terrain outside the city, Liu Mingzhi walked straight towards a place.
"Start digging a hole here, taking three steps to make a small one, and five steps to make a big one. Then lower the wine jar to expose half of the wine jar, and cover it with fifty to a hundred gravels around the jar."
"That's it?" Song Qing raised his pickaxe and looked at Young Master Liu in surprise.
"What else do you want?"
"nothing."
Song Qing clicked his tongue twice and looked at the fifty personal guards behind him, "Brothers, Mr. Liu has spoken, let's take action."
"It's an order."
Fifty people began to enthusiastically wave their picks, hoes and other farming tools at a position more than a hundred steps outside the capital of the Kingdom of Jin.
Hui'er looked at the group of busy people in surprise, "Master Liu, what on earth are you doing?"
"Do you want to take care of it?"
"you"
Hui'er was so angry that she was speechless. She took a few breaths quickly, found a clean place and sat down cross-legged, watching a group of soldiers take action.
I felt a little bit sad in my heart. As the Vice-Admiral and Deputy Commander, His Majesty's personal bodyguard, that person couldn't help but smile when he saw me.
The princes and ministers who want to meet the Holy Spirit have to test their tone with themselves. How is Your Majesty feeling today? Has he ever suffered such a disadvantage?
Fortunately, Hui'er's character was unusual, otherwise she would have passed out alive.
From time to time, Young Master Liu glanced at Hui'er, who was sitting there with a gloomy face, and smiled softly, asking you to find out the details of this young master.
There's no way around it, these wine jars contain not black powder, but real home-made explosives.
It was much more powerful than black powder and caused several levels of damage. Otherwise, Liu Mingzhi from Song Qing wouldn't have been so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and almost cursed his mother.
Even though they had been buried, Liu Mingzhi had already planned not to use these explosives unless it was absolutely necessary.
Once the Queen sees the power of explosives, she will definitely not be able to leave, and will probably be placed under house arrest in the Kingdom of Jin.
In half a stick of incense, more than a hundred jars had been buried according to Master Liu's instructions.
"Qin Yi, do you remember what I said? Without my signal, I will never pull the rope in your hand."
Qin Yi, who was squatting in a spacious deep pit, nodded, "Don't worry, sir, Qin Yi will not pull the rope even if he dies here without seeing a signal."
"Thank you for your hard work. I will give you a big credit when the time comes."
Qin Yi nodded lightly, covered the camouflaged wooden board above his head, and a cluster of hay appeared in the open ground outside the city, nothing unusual.
A group of people left behind more than a hundred piles of strange-shaped stones and walked towards the city.
"Hey! Do you want to know what's in the jar?"
Hui'er looked at Young Master Liu with disgust, "I like to talk, but I don't want to talk."
"I tell you that it contains tributes. Pray to the gods for the tributes. When the time comes, the gods will rain down divine thunder to punish the rebels."