After being divorced, the concubine became the first lady

According to his understanding, Zhan Qin should not come in if the master is not here. He has no feelings for this family at all.

The servant carefully looked at the two people walking into the courtyard holding hands. Suddenly, he was frightened. He brought Chu Jinjin here, so he wouldn't cause trouble.

It wasn't until Zhan Qin suddenly turned right that he let out a long sigh of relief.

On the right is where Zhan Qin lived when he was a child.

This is a small but clean courtyard with not a single weed on the ground, but it is deserted and deserted. No one has lived in it for I don’t know how many years. It is not popular at all.

There is a crooked-neck persimmon tree in the center of the yard. It is quite old and its branches are covered with green fruits.

"My mother planted this herself, and my grandfather also has one at home. The persimmons she makes are delicious." Zhan Qin gently touched the trunk of the persimmon tree. He had grown up and could hide some emotions, but now, he is not a He came with his wife.

Those memories quickly grow and sprout in the familiar and warm space.

A concubine is sometimes worse than a servant. He knew his status and the difficulty of his mother at a very young age.

What he hated most was his mother's tears when she was bullied.

So he rarely goes out. This persimmon tree, like a big and small umbrella, protects and accompanies him.

At night, he and his mother watched the stars. There were green shades in summer and abundant fruits in autumn. In winter, the persimmons left unpicked on top of the trees were bright red, like small lanterns.

Chu Jinjin listened quietly.

The shadow of childhood is like a drizzle that spreads throughout my life, but she will be there in the future.

As if hearing these words, Zhan Qin's eyes were gentle: "Jinjin, my mother should be relieved after meeting you."

When he was young, the persimmon tree was an umbrella. His mother used her life to hold up a bigger umbrella for him. He made Yuan Tianyouyu live in guilt.

But an umbrella is not enough.

Life needs more sunshine.

"Mom, I will take good care of Zhan Qin in the future, I promise." Chu Jinjin can't do anything else, but she can definitely do it with her face. She said something serious to the persimmon tree and then thought of something, "By the way, how about someone?" ?”

She brought her vicious first wife to Xiao Huai for comment, but the final decision was left to Yuan Tianyou.

It seems that Yuan Tianyou has not divorced his wife.

"Don't worry about her. According to the law of the day, she will not be punished by death." Zhan Qin said with a smile, "But she is worse than dead now."

The news that Mrs. Tangtang Gaoming was dragged to the palace and what happened back then had already spread among the powerful.

Now the prime minister's wife has no face to see people, let alone go out, even the courtyard gate.

Zhan Qin took Chu Jinjin's hand and said, "Let me show you around."

Because of guilt, everything in the yard has remained as it was for many years, including the wooden bed, dressing table, and a small wooden horse.

Chu Jinjin was very interested in the Trojan and touched it several times.

"My grandfather is half a carpenter. He made it with his own hands on the day of the Hundred Days Wine. The cloth cover on it was embroidered by my mother." Zhan Qin squatted down and said with a smile, "Jin Jin seems to like it very much?"

Chu Jinjin nodded: "Can we take it away?"

Maybe it was because of the wish he made on the shooting star last night, or maybe the Trojan had an extraordinary meaning that Chu Jinjin couldn't put into words.

Zhan Qin hesitated: "It will take up space."

Chu Jinjin made a decisive decision: "As long as it takes up as much space as possible, you can just carry it on your back."

Zhan Qin finally realized something was wrong and looked straight at him: "Jinjin, you, do you want to give it to our future children?"

Chu Jinjin immediately blushed and hummed like a mosquito.

In fact, I originally wanted to take a sip, but since we were only a few days away from each other, let's take it as a consolation.

Zhan Qin's eyes lit up for a moment, and he hugged her tightly, lowering his head to kiss her.

Couldn't kiss.

Chu Jinjin pushed him away and looked outside the yard. Someone was coming.

Yuan Tianyou didn't even change into his court uniform and was in a hurry.

Chu Jinjin saluted and said calmly: "I have met Mr. Yuan."

She wouldn't change her attitude just because she asked for help right away.

"Miss Jinjin, there is no need to be polite." Yuan Tianyou held up his hands. He looked at the two people, then looked at the wooden horse that had changed its position, and suddenly smiled with joy. After smiling, he sighed again.

What he wants to see most for the rest of his life is for Zhan Qin to be happy and safe.

But he couldn't keep this happiness even if he risked his life.

Chu Jinjin must stay!

Zhan Qin went straight to the topic with a calm expression: "Master Yuan, I want to criticize saltpeter."

Yuan Tianyou nodded without hesitation: "Okay, how much do you want?"

Zhan Qin glanced at Chu Jinjin: "As much as you want, the more, the better."

Yuan Tianyou: ".You, what are you going to do?"

"Let me tell you." Chu Jinjin really couldn't stand the way father and son were talking. She listened carefully to her surroundings to make sure there was no one nearby before telling her her plan. Of course, she didn't say anything about sending her parents away. .

Yuan Tianyou's mouth got bigger and bigger, and he never closed it again: "You mean, what kind of bomb can be made from saltpeter?"

"Zombies are not scary. As long as there is no one to command them, they will be eliminated sooner or later." Chu Jinjin said seriously, "But the Northern Desert army plus zombies, as well as outsiders and Muwei who can be controlled, combine the two, and one of them charges forward. , one cooperates from behind, no one in the world is a match, Mr. Yuan, maybe I didn’t make it clear just now, this bomb is going to be given to Black Eagle Village.”

During the period of dealing with the imperial court, Chu Jinjin got to know him somewhat. It was undeniable that Yuan Tianyou was capable and a loyal minister.

Giving the saltpeter to Black Eagle Village, even if Jiedu promised not to use it to attack the court, the court would not allow such a knife to be placed on the neck.

But it’s not okay to say it clearly.

Chu Jinjin's plan was to first see Yuan Tianyou's reaction, and then use force if it didn't work.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Yuan Tianyou waved his hand and walked a few steps in place, "Miss Jinjin, how long does it take to make a bomb?"

Chu Jinjin thought for a moment: "One day is enough."

it's actually really easy.

Seventy percent of the bomb's composition is saltpeter, and other things are common. As for the shell, fuse, etc., ask the blacksmith to make it immediately, and it won't be used for half a day.

Yuan Tianyou nodded repeatedly: "Okay, please ask Miss Jinjin to draw a drawing, and I will have someone do it right away."

Chu Jinjin was embarrassed to ask directly, but Zhan Qin didn't care: "Master Yuan, you want to dedicate it to the court."

"Zhan Qin, you are not a good father, but a tiger can't eat its own children. Besides, Miss Jinjin is responsible for all the people in the world today. How could I do such a betrayal?" Zhan Qin smiled bitterly and shook his head. "As a father, I just want to see if this bomb is really worth the risk for me."

Zhan Qin wanted to say something more, but Chu Jinjin stopped him: "Okay, Mr. Yuan, I can borrow a pen and paper."

She didn't completely believe Yuan Tianyou. Making a bomb was not that simple. Even with a little manipulation, it would be useless.