"Capture these two chicks, Master, and I will reward you heavily!"
"The traitor!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout from behind everyone!
The familiar voice frightened Gao Xiaofan.
Before he could subconsciously turn around, a strong force came from behind his butt.
The already thin and frail body was kicked several meters away and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"Ouch..." Gao Xiaofan screamed, turned around and said in horror: "Dad? You... why are you here?"
"You traitor... you still have the nerve to say that!" Gao Qian pointed at him tremblingly and yelled, "I've lost all my face by you!"
At this time, Gao Xiaofan also saw Nan Yanxi standing behind him.
He quickly wanted to explain: "That... dad... was obviously the child he bullied first!"
"Fart!" Gao Qian shouted angrily.
Others don't know about his son, but he himself knows it well.
It's good if he doesn't bully others, but then it's his turn for others to bully him?
Even if there is, he usually provokes others first and annoys them before he teaches them a lesson.
This kind of thing has happened too many times in recent years.
Gao Qian naturally didn't want to listen to what he said anymore. It was not embarrassing enough in front of everyone.
Then he interrupted Gao Xiaofan's excuse and waved his hand directly to his men: "Take this traitor back."
"When you go back to the confinement and face the wall, when will you realize that you are wrong, and when will you release it again!"
"Yes! Master!"
The servants agreed, as if they had long been accustomed to this.
They all came over and skillfully lifted Gao Xiaofan up and stuffed him into the sedan.
Seeing this, Gao Qian turned around and held his hands towards Nan Yanxi with an apologetic expression.
He said in an awkward tone: "Young hero, I... I really... don't know how to teach my son, I'm sorry... I'm sorry!"
"Ah...haha..." Nan Yanxi hurriedly returned the greeting and said very politely: "Your Excellency, I'm sorry."
"Your Majesty is still young. He is just a little naughty. It will be better when he grows up."
"Fortunately, not many bad things happened this time. As for the medical expenses of these injured people, this junior will be responsible for it."
"No, no, no...how can that be done!"
When Gao Qian heard this, he refused with a firm face: "This is all the fault of my rebellious son. There is no reason to ask the young hero to pay."
"Young hero, don't worry about it! I will handle these people!"
After saying that, he directly ordered his servants to come forward and drag out the dozen injured servants.
After everything was done, Gao Qian smiled apologetically at Nan Yanxi: "Young hero, in this case, I will go back first."
"Wait a moment, young hero, draw up a list of losses and have them delivered to my residence, and compensation will be sent to you."
"For this matter, I once again apologize to the young hero!"
Nan Yanxi laughed, took two steps forward, stretched out her hand to support Gao Qian: "Master Gao... you are too polite."
"Let's let it go now, and we won't mention it again!"
"My lord, you should go back to your official duties quickly. After a few days, please come to my humble house for a drink."
"Okay...okay, okay..." Gao Qian burst into tears of gratitude.
He saluted the three women again, then turned and left.
Nan Yanxi hurriedly took two steps and sent Gao Qian and others out of the gate before giving up.
Watching the crowd leaving in a grand manner, Nan Yanxi stood at the door and looked at their backs thoughtfully.
"Senior brother."
"Brother Nan."
"Husband."
Nan Yanxi turned her head when she heard the sound, and the three women were standing behind her.
Smiling slightly, she asked Nangong Ruoxue and Lu Yingying with concern: "Are you two okay?"
"it's okay no problem...!"
Nangong Ruoxue smiled and said in a very showy manner: "Even if there are more than ten or twenty more people coming, I won't be afraid!"
"Besides, Yingying is here to help me."
Nan Yanxi rubbed her little head lovingly, then turned to look at Lu Yingying: "Is Yingying okay?"
"It's okay, brother." Lu Yingying scratched her head: "Fortunately, you arrived in time."
As he said that, he stretched his head and looked at the backs of Gao Qian and the others: "Although my son is not a thing, he feels like a good father."
"I think he is quite upright in his words and deeds. How could he raise such a useless son?"
Hearing what she said, Nan Yanxi smiled and turned to look at Li Jingmo.
He asked aloud: "Jingmo... what do you think? How is this person?"
"It's hard to say..." Li Jingmo's bright eyes looked at the direction where the people were leaving, and he muttered: "Speak and do things, everything is perfect."
“Moreover, I feel very easy to get along with and approachable, without any bureaucracy at all.”
Hearing this, Nan Yanxi nodded: "Well...that's true."
"But..." Li Jingmo touched his chin, and there was a trace of confusion in his words: "Such a person...should have a strict family tradition."
"How could you teach such a thing? And judging from the meaning, this kid has been arrogant and domineering for more than a day or two."
"Gao Qian explained that his mother died young and was too doting, but why do I feel...please push it far?"
Hearing this, Nan Yanxi nodded affirmatively: "What Jingmo said makes sense."
"But... it has nothing to do with us whether he is good or bad. We will be leaving in a few days."
"This mission is to find out the secret behind Nan Zhao's firearms as quickly as possible."
"Especially that Xu Yan, if you can fight for it, it will be good."
"If you can't, just kill him!"
"Understood..." The three women nodded, turned to answer the question in the garden, and closed the door.
...
At midnight... everyone fell asleep.
Under the cover of darkness, two black figures silently shuttled over the eaves.
Tonight the moon is dark, the wind is high, and there seems to be signs of rainfall, which is just conducive to night travel.
After a few moves, the two slowly landed on the eaves of a tall roof.
He lay down in the corner of the room and stretched out his head to observe what was going on below.
"Quick, quick, quick... move these new guns to the shooting range and prepare for experiments."
"yes!"
Below, groups of guards and staff from the Nanzhao Ordnance Station were busy carrying something.
New firecracker?
Nan Yanxi and Li Jingmo, who were hiding in the dark, were stunned and couldn't help but look at each other.
Nan Zhao actually launched a new type of firecracker? I don’t know if it was made by Xu Yan.
At this time, the guards were carrying a long wooden box and slowly walking towards a field not far away.
The field was narrow and long, so the two of them naturally recognized it as a shooting range.
A careful calculation shows that the shooting range must be at least a hundred steps (one step is 2 meters) long.
There were torches on both sides, illuminating the whole place as bright as day.
I saw the guards and staff put down the long wooden box, reached out to open it, and took out several firecrackers from inside.
Nan Yanxi looked at it, suddenly doubtful in her heart.
This so-called new fire gun is not much different in appearance from the old fire gun used by the Southern Zhao army.
Although it is far away, Nan Yanxi can be seen from its general shape.
This thing is still similar to a rummy gun or a fire gun.
For the Nanjing Navy, we only made a few thousand of them before, but later when more advanced ones became available, they were all retired.
The performance of the rifles currently equipped by my own army is far ahead of this thing.
Nan Yanxi curled her lips in disdain, thinking that she thought it was some kind of powerful thing, but it turned out that it was all leftover from her own playing.
Just as he was thinking this, a somewhat slovenly young man slowly walked out of the house below.
Look at the fifth-grade official uniform he is wearing and the attitude of others towards him.
Nan Yanxi felt that this person was most likely that Xu Yan.
As for why he is said to be sloppy, it is of course because of his rather untidy official uniform and disheveled hair.
At first glance, it seemed that he had not changed his clothes or combed his hair for many days.
I saw him walking slowly towards the shooting range with his dirty cloth shoes on.
Everyone saluted: "Master Xu...!"
When Nan Yanxi heard this, her heart suddenly condensed, and she made eye contact with Li Jingmo beside her.
This person turned out to be Xu Yan.
Seeing the rightful owner coming out, the two people lying in the dark became attentive.
Since the two men were hiding not far from the shooting range, they could see clearly.
Xu Yan didn't seem to be very good at official communication. When everyone greeted him, he just clumsily raised their hands.
He laughed a few times but didn't say anything nice.
The staff seemed to have gotten used to it and didn't say anything else.
Xu Yan took two steps forward and took the so-called new fire gun handed over by his subordinates.