Chapter 35: Enemy's disappearance

"Come in." In everyone's surprise, Chen Zairong shouted outside the door.

Someone agreed outside the door, and then the heavy footsteps sounded. Two people came in, carrying a wooden box, put it on the ground, and then went out to carry one in.

The wooden box is very big, and it can be judged from the sound of their heavy footsteps that the things here are not light. Chen Wanrong was curious and asked, "What is this?"

Chen Zairong smiled and said, "Brother, it's what you want." He uncovered the lid and saw a piece of linen inside with knots. Chen Wanrong untied the knot and saw that there were black and gray scale graphite inside.

Except for Chen Wanrong, Zheng Qing, Qing E, Chen Zairong and Xiao Shangrong who had seen graphite, the rest did not know and could not see it clearly. Sima Chengzhen looked confused and asked, "My friend, what are you asking the prince for this black stone?"

Chen Wanrong explained: "The Taoist priest doesn't know anything. This is graphite. I have great use. I have trouble asking the prince for help because I don't know where it is. Last time, the prince gave me some, and I tried it, it was very good."

"Oh, so that's it!" Everyone suddenly realized.

Chen Zairong stretched out his right hand to Chen Wanrong: "Brother, come here."

Chen Wanrong was stunned and asked a little annoyed, "What money do you want? You have to spend it, just go and spend it."

"It's not my use, it's graphite money." Chen Zairong explained: "The prince said that you can find graphite for you, but you have to pay for all the expenses. These two boxes of graphite, even if you look for, mine and transport, cost a total of twenty taels of silver. This accountant is waiting to collect the money."

When Chen Wanrong saw that the two people carrying wooden boxes were different, one was the coachman and the other was the accountant. He really didn't expect that Li Longji was so careful that he had to pay for only twenty taels of silver. After thinking about it, he immediately understood the truth. Li Longji was devoted to being the Holy Emperor, and all matters must comply with the law and would not give grace at will. He could only help find out about graphite, so naturally Chen Wanrong had to bear the money.

Chen Wanrong, who understood that Chen Wanrong had no complaints about Li Longji's handling, but he was quite moved. No wonder Li Longji was able to create the "Kaiyuan Prosperity" in the early stage. It was indeed not fortunate, and it had a lot to do with his efforts. He took out twenty taels of silver and handed it to the accountant, and the accountant took it and handed it a piece of paper to Chen Wanrong. Chen Wanrong took it and saw that it was a receipt for the money.

The accountant thanked him and was about to leave. Chen Wanrong shouted: "Please go back and tell the prince, saying that I would like to thank the prince for his help. However, this is not enough for me. I want 10,000 kilograms. I will pay all the expenses!"

"Ten thousand kilograms?" Not only was the surprise of the accountants, but who among the people here was not surprised?

Chen Zairong was a little unbelievable and asked, "Brother, what do you want to do so much?"

"The more, the better!" Chen Wanrong didn't care. Graphite is more useful. In addition to making crucibles, it can also be used as refractory materials. The more graphite, the larger the scale of the glass can be.

The accountant responded and said goodbye and left. Chen Wanrong sent it out, and the accountant entered the car. The coachman drove the car and left in a hurry.

Back in the living room, Chen Wanrong took a good look at the graphite. It was not bad compared to the samples sent last time. As long as the treatment was done, the graphite crucible and refractory materials would be available, and then the furnace would be available. Once these two problems were solved, a large amount of glass could be produced by hand. If you want to go further, float glass might be able to strive as a goal.

This is really a good thing, which is more exciting than the prince's gift of gold, silver and jewelry! He asked someone to move aside and put it in, and then he sat down again. Not long after, Niu Shangxin came in to report that the banquet was ready, and Chen Wanrong took everyone to dinner.

Everyone is happy today. There is no difference between a boss and a hired worker. They are all gathering together to eat, drink, tell jokes, and tell interesting things. The atmosphere is particularly harmonious until the fun is over.

Uncle Wu and the others are old and drink a lot of wine. They are a little bit over the top. They talk for a while and say goodbye and rest.

"Zairong, you won't go back to the East Palace today?" Chen Wanrong knew that Chen Zairong had always put official duties first, so he asked this question.

Chen Zairong teased: "Brother, did you drive me away? This is your home. If you don't like me, then I'll leave." He said he was leaving, and sat on a chair without even the intention of raising his butt.

Chen Wanrong's wine was a little bit over and joked: "Yes, go! I won't stop you."

"Hehe, you want to drive me away, you think beautifully!" Chen Zairong didn't take this trick. After joking, he said the serious matter: "The prince knows that you are coming to Chang'an, so he wants me not to go back to the East Palace today and talk to you well."

Sima Chengzhen stood up and said, "My friend, you guys are chatting, I'm resting." There are many things to say between the master and the apprentice, and similarly, there are many things to talk about between the brothers, so he took the initiative to get out of the way.

Chen Wanrong understood what he meant: "Master, there is no need to do this. Can we avoid you when we talk between brothers? Let's talk together, don't you have something to say between your master and disciple?"

Sima Chengzhen smiled: "I have a good intention. I have learned the truth from my master and apprentice. We have something to say between us, so we can choose when there is no one, and we won't blame you."

Chen Wanrong had no choice but to stop talking, and together with Chen Zairong, he sent Sima Chengzhen to the room to settle down, and then returned to Chen Wanrong's room and continued to speak. Zheng Qing brought tea, gave him some advice, and consciously retreated. There were a lot of personal things to say between her and Chen Wanrong, but it was much more convenient for her to meet Chen Wanrong than the brothers.

"Brother, how nice is my sister-in-law to you? How long will you marry my sister-in-law and come in?" Chen Zairong blinked, quite naughty.

Chen Wanrong picked up his brother's airs, knocked him on the head, and cursed with a smile: "You want to talk too much? I will take the initiative to do my business!"

"Brother, I want to hug my nephew early!" Chen Zairong came to Chen Wanrong and stretched out his right hand: "Brother, look, this meat is bulging like a stone bump. From now on, I will teach my nephew to learn martial arts, so that you can admire you to death."

Chen Wanrong said, "A brave man is useless! He is not as quick as a smart person. I will teach you myself and teach you a little genius, so you can say nothing."

"Brother, I thought you could hold a boat in your belly, so I was so angry!" Chen Zairong teased.

Chen Wanrong touched his nose and questioned: "I don't want to be the prime minister, can I use the measure of raising a boat?"

The two brothers talked some gossip and talked about interesting things. When they were happy, they laughed loudly, and it was so unhappy. Before they knew it, the jade rabbit sank westward. Chen Wanrong came up tiredly and then went to bed. Chen Zairong lay next to Chen Wanrong and fell asleep.

"Qua!" A shrill cry of night owl broke the tranquility of the night sky. The people in the mansion rested, without any sound. Immediately afterwards, another owl sounded, and three black shadows appeared on the wall, lying on the top of the city, looking around, seeing that the house was extremely quiet, they jumped straight in.

It was like fallen leaves in the wind, without any sound. As soon as the gesture was made, the three of them cated and leaned against the courtyard wall. As soon as they entered the house, they posted on the door to find out.

After passing several rooms in a row, he finally came to Chen Wanrong's room. He listened to the door for a while. The leader's black shadow waved his hand and the two black shadow men stood guard. The leader's black shadow took out an extremely thin short blade and held it in his hand, inserted it into the crack of the door, pushed it gently and forcefully, and the door opened silently.

Three black shadows entered the house one after another. When they heard it, the short blade in the right hand of the leader, stabbed Chen Zairong hard at the seat where Chen Zairong was lying. Suddenly, the black shadow flew backward like an arrow from the string and shouted softly: "Go!" The three black shadows and their bodies rushed over, and suddenly a strong wind sounded, and Chen Zairong's cold voice sounded: "Things that are blind, dare to attack them!"

"Who are you?" the leader black shadow whispered.

Chen Wanrong's joking voice sounded: "Oh, you don't even know your second master? Unfilial grandson!"

"Are you Chen Wanrong?" the leader black shadow shouted.

Chen Wanrong was extremely vigilant and naturally would not answer this question. Chen Zairong took it over and said, "I am your uncle."

"Shut up!" The black shadow in the lead rebuked: "You breathe slowly and deeply, you are a good player, not Chen Wanrong. Chen Wanrong can't do martial arts skills, but you are Chen Wanrong." The strong wind sounded and rushed towards Chen Wanrong, but unfortunately he forced Chen Zairong to retreat with a sword.

Chen Zairong teased: "I only understand now, isn't it too late? Did you hear two heavy breaths?"

The leader of the black shadow came over and played with Chen Zairong. He asked around the door and heard two heavy breathing sounds in the room. He thought they were all people who were just as unfamiliar with martial arts as Chen Wanrong. After entering the room, he realized something was wrong and rushed over and prepared to kill Chen Zairong. Unexpectedly, he fell into Chen Zairong's trap.

"Go side by side!" The leader's black shadow greeted him, preparing to deal with Chen Zairong first, and then deal with Chen Wanrong.

A clear and wise Taoist yeller sounded "Wuliang Tianzun", and then a light lit out of the house. When the black scenery looked back suddenly, Sima Chengzhen stood at the door, looking at the room. Zheng Qing and Qing'e lit the light and stood behind him.

When he saw Sima Chengzhen's elegant posture, he knew that it was not easy to mess with. The black shadow shouted, "Dare you ask who the Taoist priest is?"

"If you have a heavy word, you will be a heavy word. You are not afraid to be a master!" Sima Chengzhen was still so humble and said lightly: "I, Sima Chengzhen."

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the name of Sima Chengzhen was very loud. The three black shadows couldn't help but take a few steps back and exclaimed in a low voice: "Are you Taoist Sima?"

Sima Chengzhen did not speak, but just nodded slightly. The leader's black shadow was stunned: "Can you please stay out of the matter?"

"This depends on what the saying goes." Sima Chengzhen did not agree or deny it.

The leader black shadow pondered for a moment: "The Taoist priest doesn't know anything. Chen Wanrong has some entanglements with my sect. We asked him to settle some grudges and ask the Taoist priest to fulfill his wishes."

Chen Wanrong got off the bed, looked at the shadow, and said disdainfully: "I, Chen Wanrong, have all kinds of grudges, but I don't have any entanglements with those villains who have hidden their heads and tails." He was also curious, why did these people come to me? What kind of grudges do I have with them? I just can't lose my breath, so I speak like this.

Sima Chengzhen didn't say anything, just looked at the three of them, his eyes were not sharp and still peaceful, but in the eyes of the three black shadows, it was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, which was unbearable.

"If the Taoist priest is successful, my sect will be grateful to the Taoist priest!" The leader used both soft and hard words: "If the Taoist priest priest is in a straight way, there will be some people in my sect."

Sima Chengzhen seemed not to hear the threat in his words, and said calmly: "Friend, since I want to stay out of the matter, I don't want to tell you in my real name. I'm sorry I can do nothing."

The leader black shadow said with little confidence: "Since that's the case, I'll offend you." He tried to attack, but stood still.

Chen Wanrong joked: "Hey, go ahead! You have no courage at all. Please choose someone like me who knows martial arts. Are you afraid of embarrassing?"

Chen Zairong shook the sword in his hand, and a beautiful sword flower appeared and said coldly: "You are not worthy of my master's actions. If you have something to do, come to me." The sword was like a long dragon, stinging straight towards the black shadow in the head.

Hei Jing, the leader, was secretly frightened. No wonder this was so. It turned out to be Sima Chengzhen's disciple. He was facing the long sword with his right hand, and he let go halfway, and the short blade flew straight towards Chen Wanrong's chest. Before the short blade arrived, the sharp wind arrived first. Chen Wanrong was startled and tried to avoid it. After all, he had never practiced martial arts and was not quick to avoid it. Chen Zairong stretched out his left hand, grabbed Chen Wanrong and pulled it away immediately.

The long sword forced the black shadow to retreat, and his left hand shook. Chen Wanrong couldn't help but fly up in the air and flew straight towards Sima Chengzhen. Sima Chengzhen's robe sleeves brushed and wrapped around Chen Wanrong's legs. Chen Wanrong felt like clouds and mist fell down and was already beside Zheng Qing. I saw sweat on her forehead and pale pretty face. I was very worried. Seeing that Chen Wanrong was fine, he kept patting his chest. Chen Wanrong let out a sigh and put his shoulders on her as a comfort.

The black shadow naturally understood Chen Zairong's plan, and wanted to hand over Chen Wanrong to Sima Chengzhen's protection, so that he could let go of his hands and feet to fight. The black shadow originally wanted to kill Chen Wanrong while Chen Wanrong was in the air, but Chen Zairong had already confirmed their actions. After throwing out Chen Wanrong's long sword, he attacked the three of them directly, so that the three of them could not help but attack Chen Wanrong.

By the time Chen Zairong's offensive was resolved, Chen Wanrong had already landed safely and was within the protection of Sima Chengzhen. As soon as the leader black shadow gestured, the three of them divided into three directions and prepared to break through.

Sima Chengzhen was about to take action, but Chen Zairong shouted, "Master, look at his disciple." Chen Zairong threw the sword with his right hand straight towards Heijing on the left. The way he was raised was as fast as the wind, and he rushed towards the black shadow on the right.

The strong wind was fierce, and the black shadow on the right dared not resist. He drew an arc in his hand and stabbed Chen Zairong straight for the chest. Chen Zairong's body movement was extremely flexible. He immediately dodged and his right finger joint hit his right shoulder. He heard a sound of heart-pounding bone shattering sounds. The black shadow spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell softly to the ground.

Such a powerful thing is terrifying. Sima Chengzhen raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and then he disappeared. Only Chen Wanrong knew that this was the inch strength. Unexpectedly, in just a short time, Chen Zairong actually practiced Long Ge's inch strength to this level.

The leader of the black shadow knew something was wrong and was about to dodge, but Chen Zairong's fist had already hit his shoulder. With the black shadow's martial arts, if he didn't use Cunming, it would be fine even if he was punched, and he could still run away. Chen Zairong decided to capture him and ask clearly. This punch was made with Cunming, and the force was extremely fierce, and his entire shoulder collapsed.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" The leader of the black shadow fell to the ground, spitting blood.

Chen Zairong hated him and slit his mouth disdainfully: "You don't deserve to know!" On the turn of his wrist, a sword was short in his hand, pressed against his throat, and asked, "Tell me, who are you?" He pulled off the black cloth covering his face. It turned out to be a middle-aged man with a square nose and a square face. He looked good and looked a little handsome, but the pain was too great, and his handsome face was a little distorted.

"You are not worthy of knowing!" The leader's black shadow replied coldly to Chen Zairong, and he leaned forward suddenly. Chen Zairong passed his short sword in his hand and struggled a few times, and immediately became extremely angry.

It became hasty. Even though Chen Zairong was very skilled in martial arts and quick reaction, he had no time to withdraw his short sword. Looking at the black shadow whose eyes were so bulging, Chen Zairong kicked him away, pulled out the short sword. Then he went to see another one. This black shadow injured Chen Zairong and curled up on the ground without any movement.

Chen Zairong knew something was wrong, so he turned over and saw black water flowing out of his mouth, and he had died of poison.

There were two of the three black shadows, two of them were dead, and the last one was left. Sima Chengzhen threw him to the ground, a little stiff. Chen Zairong knew to suck Sima Chengzhen. As long as he didn't die, he could ask for a way out. Finally, he felt relieved, walked to the black shadow and asked, "I admire you not afraid of death. If you answer my question, you can give you a pleasure!"

The black shadow did not respond, Chen Zairong was a little surprised and patted his face, a trace of black blood flowed out of his mouth, and he committed suicide by taking poison.

When Sima Chengzhen captured him, he not only lit his acupoints and removed the poison from his mouth, but there was no reason to commit suicide. However, the facts were there, and I had to believe it. Sima Chengzhen squatted down, pinched the man's mouth, checked it carefully, and sighed: "Incredible! He actually hid poison in his teeth!"
Chapter completed!