Wang Zhenying dodged and pushed Zhang Guiren aside. Xiao Zhang was completely unprepared for Wang Zhenying who suddenly joined the battle.
All her attention was focused on Pei Jiao'er, and she couldn't care about anyone else.
Wang Zhenying was not a person who knew how to fight. As soon as Zhang Guiren ducked out of the way, she pulled Pei Jiao'er up. The next moment, before Pei Jiao'er could react, she pulled her and sent her to Sima Yao.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Pei is injured and needs treatment as soon as possible!"
She held Pei's bruised wrist in front of Sima Yao's eyes to see how injured Pei was!
It doesn’t matter whether you do it or not!
"what happened?"
"Why are you still injured?"
"Come to me quickly!"
Sima Yao, who had seen enough of the excitement, immediately felt fire in his eyes when he saw the black and blue arm!
"His Majesty!"
"The slave family is also injured, why don't you care?"
Zhang Guiren is not to be outdone. If you are injured, will my mother be gone?
If there wasn't a young eunuch in the main hall, Zhang Guiren could even lift up his shirt and skirt to show Sima Yao his full look!
To be honest, Pei Jiaoer's strength was much greater than that of Xiao Zhang. Not to mention the bruises, Xiao Zhang had reason to suspect that she had suffered internal bleeding and was seriously injured.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I didn't see anything!"
"Stop being unreasonable!"
Sima Yao didn't even raise his head, and he didn't even glance at Xiao Zhang. Sima Yao had a point.
Look at that noble man's little face, which is rosy and looks very good. There is no bruise at all on his body, wherever the skin can be seen.
Where is the injury?
You can't see it at all!
What an unjust death!
Zhang Guiren jumped to the front and made a lot of noise. Sima Yao was busy calling Pei Jiao'er the imperial doctor, so he didn't have the mood to pay attention to her.
They summoned Yuan Bao, found two young eunuchs, and escorted Zhang Guiren out of the palace gate.
The imperial doctor and Zhang Guiren passed through the palace gate almost at the same time. As they entered and exited, they reflected each other. Sima Yao's anxious voice calling for the imperial doctor echoed Zhang Guiren's painful cry.
Zhang Guiren should feel lucky that although she was defeated again, this time, Sima Yao did not continue to imprison her.
It's a pity that this little happiness can't cause a single ripple for Xiao Zhang. She is extremely resentful, and she may still be able to accept it reluctantly when she loses to the queen.
But, Pei Jiaoer?
What a thing she is!
He was worthy of taking away Xiao Zhang's love from her. How could she stay by Sima Yao's side?
Not qualified at all!
In Zhang Guiren's eyes, Sima Yao seemed to be the most noble person in the Jiankang Palace, a shining golden pastry.
Little did he know that it was a person like her who had no roots and no foundation, just like a floating duck in troubled times, who would regard him as a character.
What's so great about Sima Yao?
Not to mention ambitious killers like Liu Yu, even if there is one from several big aristocratic families that they don't like, if they join forces, they can still overthrow him.
Effortless!
Under Yuan Bao's command, the two young eunuchs walked out of the palace gate with Zhang Guiren in their arms and threw him directly at the foot of the steps.
Zhang Guiren stumbled and almost fell.
Dirty words blurted out: "You eunuchs!"
"I don't want to live anymore!" She gritted her teeth and glared at Yuan Bao and the others. What about the eunuch?
If they were afraid of being castrated, they wouldn't be standing here.
Yuan Bao and others guarded the door of the palace and said with a cold smile: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for reminding me. Our family dare not forget the eunuch's identity for a moment."
"I know that Mr. Zhang looks down on us eunuchs, so please go back to the palace as soon as possible. Don't let us eunuchs dirty your eyes!"
Who doesn’t have a temper anymore?
Yuan Bao led a group of eunuchs and closed the palace door.
As the heavy palace door slammed shut tightly, Xiao Zhang's farce today also ushered in the final moment.
Naturally, Zhang Guiren did not understand the principle that those who commit unjust acts would be killed. With her meager knowledge, she could only think that these eunuchs dared to treat her like this today precisely because she had lost Sima Yao's favor.
There is a simple truth here. In the inner palace, those who are favored should be domineering and domineering. No one dares to criticize them for their misdeeds.
If someone is deeply favored, regardless of male or female, and a humble and respectful person suddenly appears, that is a big outlier.
Enough for historians to pick up their bald pens and write a eloquent masterpiece for the ages!
And once you lose your favor, you will be bullied by a dog, which is very appropriate. If you want to regain the respect of others, you must regain favor.
However, for Zhang Guiren today, grace is as unavailable as the moon in the mirror, she clenched her fists in front of the Xianyang Palace.
A pair of affectionate autumn eyes stared closely at the palace door.
Sima Yao!
The slave family and you are at odds with each other!
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On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet in heaven, and there are countless happy events in the world.
The noble Xiao Zhang finally identified her future enemy, the aloof emperor Sima Yao who had given her countless favors.
From now on, her life in Jiankang Palace will no longer be lonely, because she already has a goal to strive for.
On the other side, Wang Mi, the already ambitious new minister of Huangmen, started a new experiment at this time when lovers in heaven and earth were closely linked.
It is said to be an experiment, but in fact it can be regarded as checking for deficiencies and filling in the gaps.
After the farce caused by the He brothers, Wang Mi found many problems with the original pistol without any effort.
This has to be said to be a blessing.
A few days have passed, and through the skillful hands of the workshop masters, both the medicine spoon and the fire starter have been completed.
This time, Wang Mi had learned from the previous lessons and rechecked various equipment before the formal experiment.
Move carefully and don't dare to be careless.
He was lucky last time, but if he is not careful this time, he may be the one who gets bombed, Xiao Wang himself.
He was able to escape last time, but this time, his good buddies must be absolutely impossible to let him escape.
The masters were very busy, and Wang Mi did not relax for a moment. News has come from the court, and he will go to attend the imperial meeting tomorrow.
Although the importance of court meetings in the Jin Dynasty was just that, and there was no need to pay too much attention to it, it was, after all, a time-consuming task. For this reason, he specially made a lot of gunpowder.
After all preparations were made, he grabbed the He brothers and rushed to the general workshop.
"Zhiyuan, why go to such trouble? I think, wouldn't it be nice to be in the palace?"
Although He Mai jumped on the horse, when he looked back at the vast palace of the palace and the extra open space within the high walls, he still felt that what this brother Wang had done was a bit suspicious.
Wang Mi glanced sideways at him and said with a smile: "My house is big enough to experiment with a pistol, but if this gun is released, if an accident like the last time happens again, won't it blow up my house?"
Wang Mi's understatement made He Wuji's heart suddenly rise to his throat. He stepped forward and said hurriedly: "Zhiyuan, didn't you say that what happened last time was an accident?"
"Are you not thinking carefully?"
He Wuji's little heart couldn't help but beat wildly. He Mai was so heartless that he couldn't hope for anything.
It was clear that he was the one who should be unlucky last time, but because He Wuji was mentally retarded for a moment, he snatched the pistol away, causing ten levels of damage to him.
Isn't this fate?
What is fate?
It was precisely because of the experience with the pistol that He Wuji was so excited.
"yes!"
"Everything is ready!"
Wang Mi's confident statement was met with a cold face from He Wuji. Wang Mi was surprised: "Wuji, what's your expression?"
"Don't you still believe me?"
If you don’t believe it, you definitely don’t believe it!
Although He Wuji didn't speak for a while, his worried expression had already betrayed his heart.
"Wuji, what do you have to worry about?"
"Didn't Zhiyuan correct all those problems?"
"No problem guaranteed!"
Before Wang Mi dared to slap his chest and shout that there would be no problem, He Mai had already blown it out for him. That bullshit was quite big.
Very scary!
What if this was an accident and something went wrong again? Wouldn't it be embarrassing and thrown into grandma's house?
Although the pony ran slowly, as time passed by little by little, the distance to the workshop was getting closer and closer.
Seeing the door of Jiang's workshop in front of him, He Wuji mustered up his courage and finally said: "Zhiyuan, can today's experiment really be foolproof?"
Um, well, it seems like... we can't just make a guarantee casually.
Wang Mi pondered for a moment, but under the threat of He Wuji's anxious eyes, Wang Mi finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Wuji, nothing can be guaranteed to be foolproof. Even a sharp archer will miss his shot sometimes, right?"
This is true, but when the archer misses, it is the enemy who is hurt!
is the goal!
When the pistol went off, it was the shooter himself who was injured!
"Zhiyuan, you see, I don't know how to make a pistol, and I can't help you, so I won't go today!"
Suddenly, He Wuji, who had always focused on participation, changed his mind, turned his horse around, and ran wildly in the opposite direction!
"Wuji!"
"Don't go!"
"You are indispensable for this experiment!" He Wuji couldn't explain the little thoughts in He Wuji's heart, and no one could figure it out.
Wang Mi kindly tried to persuade him to stay, and even rushed forward on horseback, chasing after him for a few steps. However, He Wuji's voice of rejection came from the distance: "Don't persuade others to do good without suffering others' suffering!"
"Zhiyuan, that pistol is dangerous. If it is blown up, the consequences will be disastrous. You must be careful!"
Wang Mi turned to stone.
No way!
He actually doesn't trust his own skills so much!
So sad!
Wang Mi covered his chest, feeling unjustly accused. He suddenly remembered that there was He Mai beside him, and suddenly felt a little bit of comfort.
"Amai, you better believe me!"
"Thanks to you!"
He looked at He Mai gratefully, and He Mai waved his riding whip in cooperation and followed him in the direction of Jiang's workshop.
Wang Mi was very pleased. Sure enough, Amai was my soulmate!
In this world, it’s hard to find a true friend, but having this one person is enough!
"I don't believe in you, I believe that even if something goes wrong, you will always be there to take care of it, and troubles and disasters will not fall on me."
The sky is falling, but there is still someone tall to hold it up!
It turns out that He Mai had such a plan!
Life!
Wang Mi looked up to the sky and shouted, where is my close friend?
…………
I haven’t found my soulmate, but life will go on.
This is the true meaning of life.
Although in understanding Wang Mi's many inventions and creations, He Mai could not reach a level of understanding with him.
However, he still provided him with some help and was considered a capable assistant.
In the workshop, when they heard that Wang Shilang had finally arrived, the craftsmen gathered together and surrounded Wang Mi.
"Shilang Wang, you are finally here!"
"The masters have been looking forward to you for a long time!" As the representative of the craftsmen, Master Wei spoke first. Wang Mi chuckled. Seeing them being so active, the knot in his heart was suddenly relieved.
Who said that in the Jin Dynasty, he had no close friends?
Why must we search hard among the children of aristocratic families?
Aren't these simple, capable and skilled craftsmen his best friends?
"I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long and delaying your errand."
The craftsmen were even more moved, and without Wang Mi's command, they gathered around him and looked at him with admiration.
listen!
The son of a noble family and a first-class noble family, the Minister Wang, is actually apologizing to all the rough craftsmen!
It’s good to be alive!
You can even see such good things!
The so-called principle of politeness to the virtuous is actually like this.
In life, some people pursue three meals a day, while more people pursue endless money and enjoyment.
But there are also those simple and unpretentious people. Money cannot buy them, and beauty cannot tempt them. What they pursue is the satisfaction of personal values and sufficient respect.
Although the craftsmen in Jiang's workshop have a low status, they generally have skills, and among the hundreds of craftsmen in Jiankang City, they are often the best.
Since they are skilled craftsmen, they must have some temper. It is not easy to make them work wholeheartedly.
Wang Mi's humble actions quickly produced good results among the craftsmen. Not only that, before he was in the workshop, he forged iron with his own hands and also made gunpowder. Every piece of work truly reflected his strength.
We, Wang Shilang, are definitely not like those children from aristocratic families who only know how to chant the wind and the moon, but they are just a showman, but they do have real abilities!
In this world, everyone admires people with real talents and knowledge, and craftsmen are no exception. The same is certainly true for Wang Mi's good brother, He Mai.
Wang Mi prepared the firearm over there, adjusting it a few times from time to time. Although He Mai couldn't understand the doorways, he also knew that as long as he wanted to, there would definitely be something he could help.
This time, Wang Mi planned to take the field personally and take the shot. Since he was going to take the field in person, he couldn't do it casually.
You must raise your posture to ensure that you hit the target with one hit!
"Amai, I asked you to find an apple, what are you looking for!"
It was still the same willow tree with swaying branches and a variety of charms. Like He Wuji, Wang Mi also chose it as the target for this shooting activity.
The difference was that He Wuji only had a rough understanding of the accuracy of the pistol, so he planned to fire lead bullets directly into the willow tree.
Wang Mi is different.
The willow tree is just a medium, the real target is still above the willow tree.
I just ordered He Mai to find an apple and hang it on a willow branch.
Is there anything easier than this in the world?
Wang Mi thinks not.
It's still early autumn, and the apples are not yet ripe, but they are round and have some shape. I can't find the red ones, and I can't find the green ones yet!
He Mai told Wang Mi with practical actions that he could not find this apple, whether it was green or red!