"Well? The watermelon is shaking? That is a sign of the explosion of the pulp. Generally speaking, this is the reaction after a large amount of gas produced in the watermelon after rotten or excessive catalyst is overloaded."

Wei Ye flipped through the instructions for plant genetic modification agent in his hand and replied without much enthusiasm:

"There is also because the transformation enhancer I ordered is a bargain, it is just something independently developed by the Magic Technology Workshop of the Gate of Stars. According to this manual, the developer uses the molecular formulas of melon sweetener and watermelon swelling agent as the basis, and it is also a three-no product that has not passed the lhg certification at all."

After raising the problem to the inferior catalyst, the bearded magician asked back with great pleasure:

"It is said that this reinforcement was originally only provided to some plant structure called watermelon pitcher. It is used in general watermelon modification. Even if there is a problem, it is not a big deal, right?"

"Big thing?" The short haired man who was leaning against the door frame and holding his arms with both hands repeated the word, with his expression very much on his face as if he wanted to wake up the tired lazy magician with one stick.

"The tips we sent from the palace said that the large watermelon you made exploded outside the Lingtai Hall. Thirteen eunuchs and officers who escorted the watermelon died on the spot. The eunuch Zhang said that a seed from the watermelon explosion was also pierced through the left arm. You really don't know about this?"

"This blasting effect is really good, at least stronger than ordinary high-energy gunpowder." Wei Ye lies on the short side, looking lazy as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. "It's not that the inside line you contacted in the Han Palace is also rubbing the tail of the typhoon, so, classmate A Ming, you come here to provoke a military force, right?"

The answer to him was the green steel stick that hit Wei Ye's short side: "Don't pretend to be familiar with me and give me nicknames!"

Turning a blind eye to the green steel stick that was about to touch his nose, Wei Ye lazily put on a shorter table and changed to a more comfortable lying position like a big word:

"The Lingtai Hall was built by Liu Hong, the prodigal emperor in recent years, and it is specially designated as a prayer venue for the gods. It seems that the foolish lord and his eunuchs really think it is auspicious from the sky, so they have to play a trick of offering sacrifices to the Taimiao to sacrifice to heaven and earth, putting gold on their faces, and making reputations? Let me guess... The boss and the foolish lord in the Ten Changshou are in the Lingtai Hall? Do they have any ideas about this watermelon firecracker?"

Although his favor for this speculative broker has fallen into negative values, He Ming still took out a scroll of paper with a pale yellow color from his arms: "You can see it yourself!"

Wei Ye took the paper roll casually and opened it and saw that it was a copy of the edict:

"Then the good grains were born in Luoyang, and the good melons were presented to the palace. I failed to inherit the benevolence of the previous emperor, inherit the heaven and earth, sort out the four seasons, and received the Monsrui, and gave me auspiciousness. I was very cautious all day and night, and I was always arrogant. He pardoned the disciples of the world, and gave me the title of 2,000 to 600 stones among the diligent officials, from the Central Office to the Five Great Officials, second-level officials, and above, first-level officials, women, hundred households of cattle and wine, and widows, widows, widows, widows, widows, orphans, three elders, filial brothers and strong land and silk."

The more I read, Wei Ye smiled even more and more. He held the scroll of paper and looked at He Ming and said, "What? The general amnesty of prisoners serving prisoners in the world, officials were upgraded, and civilians were given cattle wine. It seems that our great Han emperor is willing to suffer a loss and insisted on treating the watermelon bomb as auspiciousness? He just had a general amnesty in the first month, and now he is here again. The general amnesty is twice a year, which is really a foolish emperor."

As he mocked the true supreme power of the Han Empire, Wei Ye also gave He Ming a mockery skill: "Don't be brainwashed by the costume dramas at the 8 o'clock stage. Only criminals and exiles can be pardoned in the world. Serious criminals are like murder, treason, and treason, and they are not included in the pardon. To save your brother Ma, you still have to look at me. The court is unreliable."

This is also expected. Since the throne, Liu Hong has encountered many disasters. There have been two sects in the palace alone, including the green snake entrenched in the imperial throne and the Tiantou Ni black gas. The disasters reported below are like the Ying Huo who violated Taiwei, the comets came out of three towers, the mountain chirping, and the earthquakes are endless. Although some remote places have reported auspicious auspiciousness such as nectar, there are no real objects to prove it. This time, I actually got Jiahe and Jiagua. The center did not promote it, and to show the legitimacy of their legal system. That is a strange thing.

Looking at the magician's squeaky face, He Ming snorted from his nose: "Look back!"

Wei Ye looked down again, and there was a handwritten letter attached to the roll of paper:

"The evil spirits frequently appear, and the rebels are harboring poison and are unvirtuous, and they want to endanger the country. Some people who pretend to be auspicious and write letters to tell the matter will be placed in prison."

With a gentle snorting, Wei Ye threw the paper roll back: "It's hard for you to come and send messages, but isn't it more convenient to exchange terminal numbers with me directly and add friends?"

"The terminal intranet of our organization has had some problems recently. It is better to use such confidential information to pass on such ancient but effective methods."

"Is there a problem with the terminal intranet of your tutor?" Wei Ye was stunned, then looked at He Ming's face, sure it was not an hallucination just now, and then nodded, "I understand."

He then turned his head and shouted, "Ling, Brother Ai, don't listen to the wall feet, come in! Our next tasks and tactical style need to be slightly modified."

As he said that, the magician who always felt unreliable shot the empty space on the short side: "Student A Ming, this matter is quite important. As the representative of Party A, you should attend our internal meeting and listen. No, there is a place where you Taipingdao will do your work behind it."

Looking at Wei Ye's natural smiling face, He Ming felt that the veins on his forehead were jumping again.

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Speaking of which, the life of the Northern Quarter these two days is not very easy.

Originally, they were the intention of the above to investigate and arrest the case. After handling such a major case, even if the reward is not enough for the following people, it is enough to get a promotion. If a person who has been in the assistant officials for a long time has no hope of becoming an official, it will be really worthy of face and innocence. However, in just a few days, he was suddenly sent to deal with the so-called auspicious birds, auspicious beasts, plants, trees, and auspicious auspiciousness that were running around Luoyang City.

The auspiciousness that was truly valued was already snatched by the eunuchs. The remaining things that cannot be described as auspiciousness or disaster can only cause headaches for the Northern Quarter himself.

The person in charge of this matter was naturally Jiang An, the city appearance officer who was in charge of urban management and urban appearance. The official Northern lieutenant, Mr. Qin Feng and Qin are now busy dispatching the Northern lieutenant. There is really no such interest in catching birds and shoveling flowers.

Jiang An was also very upset when he was sent by his superiors to such a frustrated mission. He rode on the horse and scratched a bloody hole on his face. This was a red raven with three claws before, scratching his subordinates.

It is similar to his city-like servant, and there are some scratches on the faces of his subordinates, and some of them have bird feathers and animal hairs stuck between their hair.

Looking at the appearance of his subordinates, he became even more angry. He looked around at the gathering team, and he first scolded: "Look at your virtue, it doesn't look like you came out of the yamen! Everyone has it, and I will clean up all the hair on my body!"

After Jiang An yelled, the people under him were alert and began to clean up the dirty parts on his head and body. Although the two days of the missions were either to climb trees to catch birds or to go down the river to dig turtles, this was not the style that the Northern Qualifier had always been.

This real Donghan Urban Management Brigade created by Qin Feng dared to leave the imperial guards and dared to smash the ground before the Taiping Road rebellion was clear. Although some people were deliberately pushing the hand, they also developed a little bit of a victorious spirit. Although it could not reach the level of a hundred battles, it could barely reach the level of a reserve force in the capital.

He was scolded by Jiang An, and the team of police officers finally had a foundation to strengthen their muscles. Although he was still a little tired, his energy was still adjusted.

Jiang An nodded and was about to say a few more words, but he heard a tone that was very familiar to the past few days: "Oh, Jiang Jieshi, you really make it easy for me to find!"

This sound was not someone else. It was Wang Qinian, the old mistress running on both sides of the Luoyang Bureau. Jiang An looked back and saw that the old man had taken several servants with linen scarves on his shoulders and was rushing towards his own team.

The servants were in groups of two, carrying wooden barrels, and the barrels were covered with linen. Even so, steam could still be seen coming out of the edge of the barrel.

Wang Qinian, who was walking in front of Jiang An first, bowed and finished the ceremony. Wang Qinian smiled and said, "Jiang Shishi came to the office and sent him to the office. He is really a model for the public. Shangfeng also said that Jiang Shishi led his brothers to work hard. Luoyang Chief Meng De sent me to prepare these steamed cakes and hot sauce soup, and specially came to reward the brothers."

Jiang An nodded and bowed to the Luoyang Bureau, saying, "Duke Cao loves his subordinates, and his subordinates should repay him. Mr. Wang, what else can he send to his brothers to deal with him?"

Wang Qinian stroked the white beard under his jaw and shook his head and smiled: "Jiang Shishi is really a loyal man, but now he is really not sent to you. But I asked someone to stew a bowl of pigeon soup, which is the most nourishing for those who have worked hard all day long. Jiang Shishi, it is better to find a place with me first and first..."

Before the old man finished speaking, a group of children ran out in the alley beside him shouting and ran over from Jiang An and Wang Qinian.

Fortunately, Lao Wang was so old that he was still very agile that he lifted the hem of Zai Ling's official shirt and gently put these bloated little ghosts over like a gust of wind.

Finally, Wang Qinian waved at the group of naughty kids: "Oh hehe, be careful."

However, Jiang An was completely unmanageable to these little ghosts. He just glanced at them, turned his head and replied seriously: "Old Wang, Mr. Jiang is still working on the job..."

But his words only started with one head. Wang Qinian had already pressed his hand on his ear and made a gesture of silence: "Jiang Zhengshi, have you heard this? This song?"
Chapter completed!