He has been in the prison for ten days. These ten days are longer than the twenty-three years in the first half of his life.
Because every day, he lives in a mixture of joy and anger.
Whenever I think of my two great feats of improving the steam engine and discovering gunpowder, I will be extremely excited.
I will definitely leave my name in history and leave a strong mark in the history books!
When the train sets off from Daqin with roaring sound and sails to the ends of the earth, people all over the world will shout their names!
The three words "Mo Bu Qi" will be remembered by His Majesty the First Emperor!
But whenever he thought of the day when the gunpowder test was successful, and the scene where Uncle Mo's uncle was blown to pieces and his corpses were flying everywhere, Mo Buqi couldn't help but tremble all over.
He is afraid, he is terrified, and he blames himself.
He had no face to face the children of the Mohist family, let alone these relatives.
There was no one in the entire prison, not even the person who delivered the food wanted to say a word to him.
It was in such an extremely quiet environment that Mo Buqi would cry and laugh, as if he was going crazy!
The only good thing is that I live in a single room and it faces the sun.
Although the single bed is small, the bedding exudes the smell of sunshine, which has obviously been exposed to the sun.
The cell was not humid, and whenever the sun rose, warm sunlight shone in through the iron windows, which could give the crazy Mo Buqi a little warmth.
There were pen, ink, paper and inkstones in the cell, as well as a desk and chair.
Mo Buqi wanted to write something and record the research results.
But whenever I want to write, the image of my grandpa and my father teaching me knowledge always comes to mind.
"Grandpa! Father! I succeeded! Hahahaha! But I don't have the face to see you! Wuwuwu!"
Mo Buqi lost control of his emotions again. He would cry sometimes and laugh sometimes.
But at this moment, an extremely unpleasant "squeak" sound came from outside, and the iron door was opened.
Mo Buqi was suddenly stunned for a moment, because at this point, it was not the time to deliver food.
So he rolled and crawled to the door, held the iron fence tightly, and said with a cry:
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, is that you? Your Majesty, Prime Minister, I know I was wrong!
Please, let me go!
I no longer dare to rush for quick success, and I no longer dare not take human life seriously!
Wuwuwuwu! I really knew my mistake!"
He howled for a while and then froze.
Because the person in front of him was not Qin Feng, but a dark and sturdy man.
He held a food box in his hand, opened the cell door, and threw it to Mo Buqi.
Then he sat down on the ground and motioned for him to open it.
Mo Buqi looked at the dark man, then at the cell door that was not closed, and couldn't help but swallow.
He knew the black man in front of him, called Hei Niu.
He seems to be the personal guard of the Prime Minister, the kind who has followed him for decades and is very loyal.
Needless to say, the martial arts value is of course, one move on the master's body can swing the city gate bolt.
Therefore, Mo Buqi longed for freedom, but tried hard not to look at the open prison door.
He knew that if he dared to take a step forward, the man in front of him would definitely twist him into a knot.
As for the food box, Mo didn't give up and didn't want to open it.
Because when he saw the black cow coming in, he was picking his nostrils!
Do dogs pick their noses when giving them food?
Damn, you don’t care about hygiene!
How could the third generation of the Mohist family, who had been pampered since childhood, ever suffer such grievances?
So he pushed the food box aside without leaving a trace, and said with a cry:
"Lord Heiniu, please tell the Prime Minister that Mo Buqi knows he was wrong.
Please let him go, and I will repay him by being a cow or a horse in the future."
Hei Niu glanced sideways at Mo Buqi, picked his nostril with the little finger of his right hand, flicked it towards him, and then said with a loud sound:
"eat!"
Mo Buqi looked at the snot on his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
After a long time, he finally didn't have the courage to eat it. He grinned and cried:
"You're so disgusting when you step on a horse!"
Heiniu was stunned for a moment, then said angrily:
"I asked you to eat the food from the food box! You are so disgusting when you step on the horse!"
"oh......"
Mo Buqi quickly wiped his tears and hurriedly opened the food box.
It turned out that there was actually a big piece of braised pork that I liked!
Below are tiger skin chicken feet, fried rice with beef and smooth eggs, chicken legs with sesame seeds, and finally a glass of iced pickled plum juice! Juqu Ge
The braised pork is made of three layers of fat and lean pork belly with skin. Just looking at its glutinous appearance will make your mouth water.
But Mo Buqi was stunned, because during this period, he was holding steamed buns every day without a drop of oil in the dishes.
Not to mention feeling dizzy from hunger, but I still lost 17 or 18 pounds.
Seeing that such a big meal was suddenly brought to him, and it was brought by Hei Niu, Mo Buqi suddenly had a bad premonition.
He raised his head tremblingly, looked at the drooling black cow with a horrified face, and said in a trembling voice:
"Lord Heiniu, is this a decapitation meal?"
Hei Niu wiped his saliva and said displeasedly:
"What are you talking about! How can it be a meal without a head!"
Hearing this, Mo Buqi immediately patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
"This is Duanjier rice."
"??????"
Mo Buqi was immediately dumbfounded and asked in disbelief:
"Is it Zhao Jier's Jier?"
Heiniu thought for a while and said seriously:
"yes!"
"Wow! I don't want to be sisters with Zhao Ji! Wuwuwuwu!
Please Prime Minister! Don’t do this!
Mo Buqi is willing to be a bull or a horse to atone for his sins!
I don’t dare anymore, I don’t dare not take human life seriously anymore, woo woo woo!”
Hei Niu patted his shoulder, stuffed a piece of braised pork into his mouth, and said sadly:
"The Prime Minister has fought for you, but the opposition is too great!
The commotion you made this time was so great that many people believed that public anger could not be quelled unless you died.
In the end guess what?”
Mo Buqi cried and cried:
"What...what's going on?"
Hei Niu secretly took a sip of ice-cold plum juice, patted his thigh and said:
"Of course it's our prime minister who is quarreling with the scholars! It took a lot of effort to persuade them to agree and let you go to the CRRC Mansion to atone for your sins!"
"ah!"
Mo Buqi immediately became so furious that he couldn't even breathe and fainted.
Hei Niu quickly grabbed his man and was about to give him artificial respiration when Mo Buqi screamed, struggled to get up, and cried bitterly:
"Can you find some way to atone for your sins? If you die, what's the point of living? Woohoo!"
Hei Niu felt that he was connoting Brother Ji'er, but this was not the time to talk about it.
So he said to the old god:
"It's not impossible. What the Prime Minister means is to take out a loan to atone for your sins.
Work first to atone for your sins, and we’ll talk about that later.”
Mo Buqi was dumbfounded and stammered:
“What is loan atonement?”
Black Bull patiently explained:
"It's just that although your Jill is still on your body, it is no longer yours.
If you don't perform well, you can do it at any time, do you understand?"