The little saint disappeared. Zhan Kun is very busy now, and Zhan Qiao is responsible for investigating the matter. When he arrived at the powder shop and asked, the Queen Mother and the eunuchs in the room all pointed out that the old man was inappropriate.
This man's surname was Guo, a native of Beijing. He had been doing business in the south for more than ten years. Two or three months ago, his business failed miserably and he returned in despair. The little saint was compassionate and pitied him for his old age and unemployment. Seeing that he did have some skills, he kept him in the shop. But he didn't know why.
, the Queen Mother, the wet nurse of the little saint, and the important eunuchs all disliked him. The man named Guo also had a friend, monk Jianru, who had practiced in Fahai Temple on the outskirts of Beijing, and later traveled around the world.
return.
Zhan Qiao went to Fahai Temple to check, and found out that this monk had come to place orders in the early years. He was often seen without a trace on weekdays, and it was even more so now. When he asked him when he went out to travel, the host monk said: "It was during the chaos in the capital.
.”
Zhan Qiao immediately said: "The capital has been in chaos for a long time. When did he leave?"
The presiding monk thought for a while: "When all the princes leave the capital."
Zhan Qiao nodded and asked: "Does he have any hobbies? For example, good money and sex?"
The presiding monk thought for another long time, shook his head and said, "No. When we were in our temple, we ate, chanted sutras, and offered incense in front of the Buddha. Everything was good. It's the same when we come back this time." Zhan Qiao thanked him and left.
The old man immediately guessed that there were some idle people who wanted to imitate Cao Mengde and kidnap the emperor to order the princes. He calculated that there was no such person, so he speculated that the other party was either a young man or a clown. He fully thought that it would not take long to find out these two people.
, who would have expected that there would be no more clues after that. Everyone was getting increasingly anxious and helpless. On the contrary, Yang Song was at ease. He said: "If An'er was in trouble, he would have run back long ago. If there is no news, nothing will happen."
In the blink of an eye, it was already three months later, and it was late autumn. Chen Ruijin's pregnancy reaction had improved a lot, and Tanchun was pregnant again. Chen Ruijin sent Jia Cong back to the political hall to do some work. When Jia Cong went back to take a look, he thought it was difficult at first.
Some difficult things have been solved. For example, allowing girls from every household to go to school in co-educational schools. I thought it would take at least five or six years to implement, but now it has been roughly achieved.
Lin Daiyu and Zhan Kun discussed several strategies to implement both kindness and prestige. Those who honestly sent their daughters to school would be rewarded by the government, and the girl's clothes, paper, pens and meals at school would be included in the package.
The person being reported will be rewarded with a reward, and the person being reported will pay a heavy fine. For officials, if you hire a good tutor, you can study at home. However, you must go to a nearby school to take an exam every month. If you fail the exam, the girl will have to go to school. They will not be sent.
The official position was revoked. Naturally, the exam did not include knotting and embroidery. In addition to literacy and arithmetic, running and long jump were also required.
Jia Cong smacked his tongue: "Reporting is too harsh." Who doesn't have many enemies? After a while, he said again, "Who came up with the idea of revoking official positions!"
Lin Daiyu said: "Guess."
"Where am I supposed to guess? You are all human beings."
Zhan Kun said: "Master Wu Tianyou's idea."
Jia Cong grinned: "Sure enough, only the official knows the official."
Zhan Kun smiled and said: "Prime Minister Lin is still afraid of losing the support of the people."
Jia Cong waved his hand: "There must be a lot of complaints, but complaints are useless. Political power comes from the barrel of a gun, and political power is a tool of coercion. Even if they complain all the time, they will get used to it after a while." He thought for a while.
He said, "I originally thought that Yan's national customs were very thick and needed to be adjusted slowly. Now it seems that it is better to hammer hard. I want to completely improve Yan's political system."
Zhan Kun said: "Isn't it almost done?"
"For example, the Wucheng Military and Horse Division. In the past, they and the armed police had dual law enforcement, and the responsibilities and rights were unclear." Jia Cong said, "From the commander Zhao Cheng to the lower yamen and police officers, they all had to be retrained. The name of the yamen was directly changed to Yanjing.
Municipal Public Security Bureau.”
"Where's the six parts?"
"The name of the Six Divisions will be retained for now. Anyway, it has completely become our model. The capital is almost there, and the next step is to expand to the prefectures and counties."
Lin Daiyu was thinking again. Zhan Kun said hurriedly: "Don't think too much, Mr. Lin. The more you think about it, the more you will look forward and backward."
Lin Daiyu smiled and said: "That's all, let's do it step by step. I still think it's better to be on the safe side."
Jia Cong said: "It's safe enough. Anyway, we should give up reforming the elderly and just hold on to the young people."
Then we started to discuss the details. After talking for a while, someone sent a telegram in - Wu Xiaoxi will come to Beijing tomorrow. She is the boss of Red Bones. She travels around all the year round and rarely returns to Beijing. This time she came because of an important matter: serious quality.
Complaint, four orders in a row.
In the past two months, she sold a batch of muskets to the four countries of Qi, Chen, Song, and Jin. All of them said that they had quality problems and often could not fire bullets. She sent engineers to the Chen country where the trouble was the most to check, and the engineer said that the guns were all defective.
Everything was fine. Wu Xiaoxi felt that there must be something wrong inside, so he decided to come there in person. These four countries were all close to Yan State, and Wu Xiaoxi had not been back to Beijing for a while, so he decided to come there first.
Jia Cong took the telegram and muttered: "There has never been such a serious quality complaint. What went wrong? I have to look into it."
Wu Xiaoxi arrived in the capital in the afternoon of the next day and went straight to the political hall. Lin Daiyu smiled and said: "I don't want to wash my face first. You are a big shot." She couldn't help but tell her to go away.
Wu Xiaoxi smiled and said: "That's right, there's no hurry." Then he went to the back to freshen up.
Back in the conference room, everyone was seated. The ladies nodded when they saw her: "This is so decent."
Wu Xiaoxi said: "There is another weird thing about this batch of muskets. All they bought are Meteor 6. These are not cheap and they have just been put on the market. Jin and Qi are just slightly stronger. Although Chen Guo is small,
The country's strength is not weak; the Song Dynasty is only a little bigger than mung beans, so where does the money come from? Jin Qi and Chen Qi bought a thousand sticks, as if they had agreed. The Song Dynasty also bought five hundred. The Song Dynasty wanted to take it.
I can get this money, but the King of Song Dynasty has never paid much attention to firearms."
Jia Cong nodded: "I understand. It is common for a person who earns 50,000 silver a month to spend 500 taels to buy antiques. A person who earns 50,000 taels a month also spends 500 taels to buy antiques, and he did not buy much in the past.
The objects used in it are a bit strange." Nai looked at Zhan Qiao and Feng Ziying, "I'm afraid I have to check it out."
Feng Ziying thought: "If there is any relationship between these four countries, it would be too stupid to do it. It is obvious with white eyebrows and red eyes."
Wu Xiaoxi shook his head: "Red Bones has always kept customer information confidential. If I didn't tell you, where would you know where to go?"
"That's unscrupulous." Feng Ziying said curiously, "Who has the ability to bring these four countries together, which are so unrelated to each other?"
A few days later, Wu Xiaoxi set off for the Four Kingdoms. Less than half a day after leaving the city gate, he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind, "Master Wu, stay here!" He hurriedly stopped the carriage and horses. He opened the curtain and saw four or five horses.
The horse flew over, its rider's face was full of dust, and the leader was Ge Qiao, the prefect of Tianjin.
Ge Qiao smiled and said: "It's a shame that I caught up. Shopkeeper Wu Da left so fast."
Wu Xiaoxi looked at him for a moment. Ge Qiao was wearing an official robe, looking tired but in good spirits. Then he asked, "Is there something going on in Tianjin?"
"Not at the moment." Ge Qiao said sternly, "It will be hard to say in a few days." As he said that, he took out a piece of paper from his arms. Wu Xiaoxi opened it and took a look. There was a musket drawn on it. It was a fairly standard machine.
Drawing, three or four angles were drawn, rough dimensions were marked, and the words "visual inspection" were marked. Ge Qiao said: "Can your people tell what model this is?"
Wu Xiaoxi looked at it carefully for a moment and asked: "Who painted it? How did it be painted?"
Ge Qiao said: "It was drawn by a draftsman. He drew it from memory after seeing it."
It turned out that early this morning, a group of black-clad and masked armed robbers broke into Tianjin Zhao's Shipyard. Seeing that they were all holding muskets, the people in the shipyard did not dare to resist, and the cashier even pointed out the hidden money.
The safe, but he didn’t know the password. He rushed the security guards on duty and the workers and accounting stewards who had arrived early into the outer hall. Several stewards and accounting clerks had been eyeing each other for a long time, guessing that these people wanted to ask about the secrets of the shipyard. He didn’t
The robbers smiled coldly and stood in a half circle around these people.
Suddenly, the leader gave an order: "Shoot!" Before everyone in the shipyard could recover, the robbers all raised their guns. Although their faces were covered, their eyes showed murderous intent like wolves. Everyone in the shipyard was stunned and stunned.
Standing stunned.
After hearing several "click, click, click" sounds, the robbers pulled the triggers one after another, but no bullets were fired. One robber shouted: "What's wrong with this gun! It was fine yesterday!" The robbers pulled the trigger again.
, still only the sound of clicking, no bullets.
Someone in the shipyard had already figured it out and shouted: "They want to kill people! The musket is broken!" The first person turned around and ran away. Others immediately followed him, like frightened rabbits. I'm afraid the robbers' guns will get better after a while, and no one will
Dare to stay. The robbers were chasing after me, because they were not as familiar with the roads as the people in the factory, and the fleeing people ran very fast, so they were not pursued.
A guard sneaked into the guard room and took down the fireworks from the rack to report the news. He didn't see any robbers coming for a long time, so he put the fireworks at the door of the guard room, took out the matches, lit them and set them off. At that time, a worker was hiding in a
In a warehouse, I heard a voice that sounded like the leader of the robbers outside: "No! Someone has reported the news! Leave quickly, or the armed police will come." Immediately, a long whistle was blown. After a commotion outside, it became quiet. We waited again.
After a while, some brave workers came out of their hiding places and looked around. They found that there were really no robbers left, so they called others to come out.
After a trip to the ghost gate, everyone in the shipyard was so frightened that they hurried to the prefect's Yamen to report the news. When Ge Qiao heard that the robbers were armed with guns, his first words were: "No way! They used fake guns to scare you."
I know that the muskets are sold by Red Bones, and they don't just sell them to bandits.
The person who reported the crime repeatedly said: "It's absolutely true. We saw it for real. It's just broken."
Ge Qiao whispered to the master: "The robbers must have stolen the safe while they were hiding." Then he personally led people over to check.
When I got there, I saw that not only was the safe safe, but even the roll of banknotes left in the tent had not been touched. I asked everyone carefully. One worker said: "I was originally a painter. When they wanted to kill someone,
I happened to be standing at the front, and I could see those guns clearly. I drew them for you."
Ge Qiao nodded repeatedly: "You are so good at painting. I will ask an expert to identify it."
The worker then drew a blueprint of the musket used by the robbers. Ge Qiao knew that Wu Xiaoxi was leaving Beijing today and was anxious to come all the way from Tianjin.
After hearing this, Wu Xiaoxi frowned and thought for a long time: "Let's go back to Beijing first." The two groups of people returned to Beijing together.
He rushed to the capital in the afternoon and went straight to the political hall. Lin Daiyu and others were having a meeting, and he and he went straight in and sat down. After saying what needed to be said, Daiyu asked: "Why is the shopkeeper Wu back?" Wu Xiaoxi took it out from his arms.
The drawing paper drawn by the worker was placed on the desk, and Ge Qiao talked about the incident of bandits at Zhao's shipyard.
Jia Cong was shocked when he heard this: "Don't steal money, just kill people? What do you mean? What do you want to do?!" A word from later generations that he had never thought of since he came to this time and space quietly jumped into his mind.
Ge Qiao said: "It's really strange. Maybe they can't open the safe because they don't have the password. There is a money box in the tent house, and there are also banknotes worth at least three or four thousand. There are also the ones we have recently issued in the past two years.
The banknotes were not moved at all. An old worker in the shipyard told me that they really wanted to kill someone, and there was a cold murderous look in their eyes, like evil wolves."
Zhan Qiao frowned: "If the owner of the shipyard offends someone, why should the manager kill some irrelevant workers?"
"Maybe it's to ruin the reputation of the shipyard? It's very unlucky."
"This reason is a bit far-fetched." Everyone was talking about it.
Jia Cong sat in silence for a long time and looked up at Wu Xiaoxi: "Do you recognize this gun? It only has a rough appearance and no markings."
"I recognize it." Wu Xiaoxi said, "That's why I came back with Ge Qiao." Everyone immediately fell silent. Wu Xiaoxi looked around and said firmly, "This is Meteor No. 6."
Jia Cong shouted: "Are you kidding me?"
Wu Xiaoxi said calmly: "The kind that the four countries of Jin, Qi, Chen and Song have complained about."
Jia Cong felt a chill go down his spine: "This is really not fun." He looked at the crowd and said, "This is a standard terrorist attack."
People asked: "What is a terrorist attack?"
Jia Cong took a few deep breaths and said seriously: "Indiscriminate killing of civilians without seeking wealth or sex is intended to disrupt society and cause panic. Once they succeed, the consequences will be disastrous. There will be no one left for a long time.
Dare to wander around on the street." Everyone was silent. Jia Cong gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever comes up with such a vicious idea must not be spared." After a while, he added, "Terrorist attacks on the weak have been used since ancient times.
.The three princes of Jin, Qi and Chen are all naturally arrogant. I don’t know what King Song is like.”
Feng Ziying has been doing detailed work for most of his life, and these four countries are all close to the Yan Kingdom, so he understands it best. He said: "The King of Song is a scholar and has no ambitions. Moreover, he was originally the eldest son of the Zhonghe Palace. Because of his weak body, he was very pampered since he was a child.
, and he has naive ideas. In the clan, he is very trouble-free." After a pause, "Comparatively speaking, he still has ideas that are easy to deceive."
Jia Cong's mind was spinning very fast at this moment: "Is there any little saint easy to deceive?"
Feng Ziying thought for a while: "It's easier to deceive a little saint. After all, he has been in the palace since he was six or seven years old and was only released in the past two years. It is not much different from being in prison."
They discussed a few more words, and Wu Xiaoxi suddenly coughed twice: "Has anyone else paid attention to the quality complaints about Meteor 6?"
"Yes!" Jia Cong raised his hand, "It's just a problem with each gun. How can four companies complain about the quality?"
Wu Xiaoxi said confidently: "Our guns will not even have any problems." There was silence in the hall for a long time. Wu Xiaoxi said again, "Meteor 6 is a good gun, there will be no bullets that cannot shoot out."
After a long while, Yang Song gritted his teeth: "That stinky boy Yang An!"