I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

There is more than one family that secretly makes guns.

Don't talk about the source of the gun in your hand.

Those who are sitting here, the homes of Cheng Yaojin, Wei Zheng, and even Duan Guan, who doesn't make a few guns in private?
Li Yuan immediately shut up.

"Look at it too." Yin Xuan took off the magazine, took out the bullets, and handed the gun body to Li Jing.

Li Yuan glared at the guard.

Good guy... This gun has been held for so long without even unloading the bullets?
The guard pursed his lips, a little nervous, but he hadn't encountered such a thing for a long time, he was flustered for a while, and forgot about it.

Yin Xuan looked at the bullet, it was similar to that pistol, and the workmanship was also very exquisite. It was also manually polished, which made him feel that the craftsmen of Datang were really amazing.

They are always able to break the imagination of ordinary people and do things that ordinary people think can't be done by craftsmanship alone.

The four little old men on the side were passing and looking at the pistol.

To make guns in private, it is naturally a private method - although they are similar, each family has its own characteristics.

They have to make sure which company it is, at least make sure... this craft is not their own.

The gun was finally passed to Cheng Yaojin.

This man, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, just took a few glances before his body stiffened.

Wei Zheng stared round, his face full of disbelief, and he looked over tentatively.

Cheng Yaojin nodded.

Li Jing gasped.

Li Yuan moved his butt and moved a little further away from Cheng Yaojin. He seemed to feel a little unsafe, so he got up straight away and dragged the stool to sit a little further away.

He vaguely felt that Cheng Yaojin was in danger.

"Zhengyang... can I have a look at your bullet?" Cheng Yaojin grimaced, his brows, flesh, and nose twisted together, more like a bear than Gungun.

Yin Xuan was surprised, looked at the gun in Cheng Yaojin's hand, and passed the bullet over.

Cheng Yaojin took it, looked at it a few times, heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head, and handed the bullet to Wei Zheng.

The gun is his family's handicraft, but the bullets are not.

Several little old men passed around, and when it fell into Li Jing's hands, his demeanor changed from being careless at the beginning to gradually becoming serious.

This bullet... belongs to his family.

Wei Zheng cast the same gaze as before, Li Jing watched and nodded.

Cheng Yaojin gloated over his misfortune, and Li Jing gave him a vicious look.

Yin Xuan raised his hand and touched his chin, looked at these two "harmless to humans and animals" little old men, waved his hand: "Let's go, go to the private room first, and then talk about these things."

They nodded.

After a long absence, he followed Yin Xuan up to the third floor, randomly picked an empty box and walked in.

"The gun belongs to your family?" Just as he sat down, Yin Xuan put the gun on the table and pushed it towards Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin nodded.

"The bullet belongs to your family?" Yin Xuan took out another bullet and pushed it towards Li Jing.

Li Jing also nodded.

Yin Xuan knocked on the table.

Cheng Yaojin immediately said: "Zhengyang, you know me. Although I, Cheng, is not a good person, I support you wholeheartedly."

"Lulu is in the hall, but there is an old man supporting her."

Yin Xuan nodded and looked at Li Jing.

Li Jing spread his hands, very calmly: "Zhengyang, you know me, I'm your father-in-law—although I don't like your fickleness, but I won't do anything to make my daughter unhappy."

Yin Xuan was silent for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth under Wei Zheng's perverted smile, "I believe in you, but this thing is produced in your family, and I hope you can..."

Not finished yet.

There was a knock on the door of the private room.

Yin Xuan frowned slightly, and shouted: "Come in, what's the matter?"

A scholar from the academy said softly: "The shopkeeper, Zhou Shangshu is here, and he said he has a big case to look for..." Speaking of this, he paused, glanced at the little old men opposite Yin Xuan, and thought about it. Next wording.

"Look for these old gentlemen."

case?

Looking for these old gentlemen?
Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, he waved his hand: "Let Xiao San come in."

The scholar responded, and after a while, Zhou Xiaosan walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, as soon as he closed the door, he couldn't wait to speak: "I heard people downstairs say that Dalang, you were also assassinated?"

and also?
This word is very mysterious.

"Is there anyone like me?" Yin Xuan asked.

Sitting down, Zhou Xiaosan said softly, "Yes, just half an hour ago, His Royal Highness Prince Jin was assassinated and shot three times."

Li Yuan's heart was stuck in his throat, and his face became the color of a pig's liver again.

He still likes Li Zhi very much.

He doesn't fight or grab, and he still looks like Li Shimin, which is probably the appearance of Li Shimin that he dreams of most.

"But it's okay. Three shots were shot on the hands and legs respectively, avoiding the most important parts." Zhou Xiaosan saw Li Yuan's appearance, and quickly added, "Although he has been in a coma, the imperial doctor Said that His Highness is not life-threatening, but has lost too much blood and needs to recuperate."

Only then did Li Yuan's complexion gradually improve again.

Yin Xuan raised his eyebrows: "What a coincidence, at the same time."

"Where is the murderer who assassinated for good?"

Zhou Xiaosan spread his hands, a little helpless: "Dead, according to the testimony of witnesses, after firing three shots, he wanted to refill the gun, but it jammed."

"So he immediately dropped his gun in the ditch, took poison and committed suicide."

Yin Xuan glanced at Cheng Yaojin and the others: "Then you find these little old men..."

"Now there are bullet casings left over, not the craftsmanship of Fengchao or the Ministry of War." Zhou Xiaosan opened his mouth and explained, "So Your Majesty asked me to find some people to cooperate with the investigation."

"The Ministry of Water is also searching for the pistol in the canal, and it is estimated that it will be found by tonight at the latest."

Speaking of which, he paused.

"However... I didn't expect to come to Dalang, and there are unexpected gains."

Zhou Xiaosan's eyes stopped on the pistol and bullets on the table.

"The gun belongs to his family." Yin Xuan pointed at Cheng Yaojin.

"The bullet belongs to his family." Cheng Yaojin didn't need Yin Xuan to speak, and immediately pointed at Li Jing, dragging the little old man into the water.

Li Jing's face was as black as charcoal.

good guy...

He originally thought that it was only related to Yin Xuan—although Yin Xuan's status is not low and his methods are vicious, but he is reasonable anyway, but now he has something to do with the royal family.

Li Shimin... is much more unreasonable than Yin Xuan.

Zhou Xiaosan smiled slightly, showing a warm smile, at least he thought he was a warm smile: "You two, please."

Cheng Yaojin and Li Jing reluctantly stood up, followed Zhou Xiaosan to leave, got on the carriage, and headed towards the imperial city.

Li Jing didn't expect that after he retired and returned to his hometown, he would have the opportunity to return to the imperial city again - he thought that he would never come to this place again in the rest of his life.

Yin Xuan watched the carriage gradually go away, feeling a little puzzled.

Who is it...

He wanted to kill himself and Li Zhi at the same time.

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