The princess's little white-faced concubine

Wei Zhaojin knew that he was not an overindulgent person, but yesterday he spent a long time messing around with Jiang Zhichu. After these days, his waist finally did not feel sore, and after this night of tossing and tossing, he started to feel sore again.

Jiang Zhichu didn't use "cheats" this time. Compared with the last time, he was obviously a lot rustier this time, and the frequency was less, but it still made Wei Zhaojin a little bit sore.

"Good morning, Ajin." Jiang Zhichu slowly opened his eyes, and said good morning to the person beside him in a daze.

"Go back to sleep."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Jiang Zhichu rubbed his sleepy eyes and tried to get up, but was defeated by sleepiness in the end.

Wei Zhaojin pulled the quilt up, tucked the quilt in and said softly: "I'm here to start at this time, if it's late and you still don't feel comfortable, you can go to sleep again, it's still early."

Jiang Zhichu nodded in a daze and fell asleep again.

Whenever Wei Zhaojin got up earlier than Jiang Zhichu, she would ask Yiqiu to take her things to the side room and wash and dress there, which seemed to be a regular thing.

"Your Highness, are you still going to the store later?"

Wei Zhaojin shook his head and pinned the hairpin on his head, "No, let's go to Jiangfu."

"Well, this servant is going to prepare the carriage."

Before leaving, Wei Zhaojin looked at the bed in the house. The person was still asleep, and the sun was shining on her face warmly. Jiang Zhichu dishonestly kicked the quilt away and smacked his lips. Come out after covering.

Mrs. Jiang didn't expect Wei Zhaojin to come to see her so soon, her hands were shaking with excitement, she pulled Wei Zhaojin into the house, even Yiqiu could hardly keep up with her good legs.

Mrs. Jiang still wanted to pour tea for her, and Wei Zhaojin hurriedly turned out the teapot.He smiled and said, "This is what a daughter-in-law should do."

The old lady smiled with satisfaction, sat back and "obediently" waited for her granddaughter-in-law to offer tea.

Wei Zhaojin delivered the tea to Mrs. Jiang, and said softly, "Why don't you see mother?"

Mrs. Jiang seemed a little unhappy, she pouted like a child: "You and that child Xiaochu are both like this. It's always the mother who is the eldest and the mother is the shortest. It's me, the old woman, who is not likable."

Wei Zhaojin shook his head with a smile, and said patiently: "No, grandma, I have something to ask my mother."

"If you have anything to ask, just ask me, my old lady knows as much as she does."

"It's such a grandmother. I came here this time to learn about Xiaochu's childhood."

"Oh!" The old lady was a little annoyed: "I'm sorry, child, I really don't know about this."

Wei Zhaojin pretended to be puzzled, "Why?"

The old lady rubbed her hands, as if she was recalling: "This matter is not a secret, everyone in the Jiang family knows that Xiao Chu's child is not a real child of our Jiang family, she was married with her mother six years ago. Come here, Xiao Chu is a good boy, but unfortunately my short-lived son has no good fortune."

As she spoke, the old lady's cloudy eyes were covered with mist.

Wei Zhaojin comforted the old lady and continued: "Then do you still remember what it was like when Xiao Chu came here?"

Mrs. Jiang said directly without thinking: "The child was still in a coma when he came, and sometimes he was awake and sometimes asleep. When I asked her mother what happened, she only said that it was a disease in the child's womb. It's so pitiful."

After finishing speaking, she was afraid that Wei Zhaojin would dislike Jiang Zhichu, so she immediately explained: "But don't worry, my child, Xiao Chu's illness has been cured within half a year, and he hasn't committed it again in the past six years!"

Wei Zhaojin smiled softly: "Grandmother, I just want to get to know her better, after all we are a couple who will spend the rest of our lives together."

Mrs. Jiang nodded, looking at Wei Zhaojin as if she was looking at her own child.

She sighed and said, "I also have a daughter, but it's a pity that she died young. I look at you as if I saw my daughter. My child, you must be well with Xiao Chu."

Wei Zhaojin didn't expect Mrs. Jiang's fate to be so rough, but she never complained about others. On the other hand, if it wasn't for Jiang Zhichu's appearance, she doesn't know when she would be degenerate.

Wei Zhaojin smiled and said, "Grandmother, from the moment I married Xiaochu, I have been a member of the Jiang family."

Mrs. Jiang's weathered face was filled with a happy smile, and her eyes were shining with crystals. She held Wei Zhaojin's hand and refused to let go.

A caravan stopped in front of Lingruo Temple, and a woman stepped out of the leading carriage. The woman looked radiant as if she had gotten some treasure.

Since Prime Minister Wang was imprisoned, Kang Wang and his wife have not returned to Beijing. They built a thatched hut next to Lingruo Temple and lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. It was just to appease the emperor.

"Yuyan, you're here."

Concubine Kang knelt in the hall and prayed devoutly, she only opened her mouth when she heard the footsteps of the visitor.

Mrs. Jiang knelt down beside her, and clasped her hands together: "How can I not come to your invitation?"

Concubine Kang smiled indifferently, and there was a gap in the corner of her eyes, "Do you still remember how we met when we met?"

Mrs. Jiang obviously didn't expect that she would recall the past with herself, and she was a little dazed: "I remember, how can I forget? When I fled from Lin'an to the capital, it was you who saved me."

Concubine Kang sighed after hearing this, and said: "Yes, but I was the one who harmed you later and sent you to the General's Mansion."

"What do you mean?"

Concubine Kang raised her eyes slightly and stared at the huge Buddha statue in the main hall, "It was I who harmed you. Now that Nuoer has returned, you should let go of the past and live a good life."

The news of Zheng Yunnuo's return to Beijing has long spread throughout the capital and even the Great Wei. Even Mrs. Jiang, who was doing business abroad, also heard the news. Is it back?"

Yes, he is back.

Mrs. Jiang trembled and recalled the past, "Are you asking me to forgive?"

"Even if they are wrong, but...Jiang Zhichu is also your child, isn't she pitiful? She was abandoned by you since she was a child, and now she will be abandoned again? She is not a soulless person, she is a normal person !"

Mrs. Jiang stood up like crazy, and said hoarsely: "If it weren't for that person, how could I have abandoned her? How can I get a foothold in the general's mansion because she was born a living dead! Our mother and son will only be bullied even worse! Send her away It's good for her, isn't she living a good life now?"

"Yuyan, calm down."

"How do you tell me to calm down!" Mrs. Jiang took a long breath and calmed down a lot. "That's all, I promise you..."

Concubine Kang stood up, a little dejected, "So, forget about my worries."

Concubine Kang is kind-hearted. When she learned that Mrs. Jiang was bullied in the general's mansion, she wanted to take her out, but she didn't agree. Now that she was pregnant at that time, she was already thinking about how to take revenge. It’s just that after the birth of the twins, the girl was born with a soulless appearance, with the appearance of being immortal... Jiang Zhichu’s sending away was indeed not Mrs. Jiang’s will, it was the wife of the general’s mansion who mainly killed her, just to keep her in her heart He couldn't bear to take the child away privately, so even General Zheng didn't know about the twins back then.

Everyone in the General's House looked down on Yuyan, and she was not allowed to go out, let alone mention to others that Zheng Yunnuo was his son, but fortunately Zheng Yunnuo knew that the eldest lady was not his biological mother, but Yuyan was.

She also really let go, even if it was a dark life, she endured it, and when the day when her son became a general came, her hard life would come to an end, but who would have thought that she would wait and wait, but it was her son who waited. news of his death.

Buddha... How can you tell her not to hate her?

It was too difficult to persuade her to let go, but when Zheng Yunuo came back, she could really let go, let go of herself and her poor child.

Mrs. Jiang's plans were always disrupted when she was immature. Now that I think about it, maybe God wants her to be a good person, but this way of persuading her to be a good person is too cruel.

Jiang Zhichu didn't find Wei Zhaojin when he woke up, so he didn't worry too much when he knew she was busy. After washing, he simply had breakfast and went into the palace with the blueprint he had drawn overnight.

The emperor was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Zhichu, "It's really time, you came here by yourself before I asked anyone to look for you?"

Jiang Zhichu bowed his head and said respectfully: "I suddenly woke up from my sleep, I guessed that the emperor was calling me, so I ran towards you at full speed."

The emperor smiled and said: "Your rhetoric is really a masterpiece, is this trick used to coax my sister away?"

The emperor never expected Wei Zhaojin's attitude towards Jiang Zhichu. He had already thought about how to compensate Jiang Zhichu, but he didn't expect that Wei Zhaojin didn't think about reconciling at all.

Seeing this face similar to Zheng Yunnuo's, the emperor was also in a trance, but gradually he found that the two people are not the same at all, their body shape, temperament and conversation are different. Maybe when Zheng Yunnuo didn't come back, these two people would still be there. Somewhat similar, but his temperament changed drastically after he came back. Even though he was hiding himself, the emperor could still catch a smudge from his eyes, which was a kind of ambition, a kind of desire.

Jiang Zhichu said helplessly: "No, Your Majesty, Your Highness has already seen through my rhetoric."

The emperor ignored her and handed her a musket instead: "I have ordered people to build it according to your blueprint. Although it is powerful, it will often be blocked."

Jiang Zhichu took a look at it, then took out a blueprint from his pocket and handed it over, "Your Majesty, the one you made did not have strict quality control, and the gunpowder used also has some quality problems. The blockage is a trivial matter. If it explodes, it will be troublesome."

"Then what should I do in your opinion."

"Building a factory, mechanical production, every level of production must be strictly controlled, and the finished product must be 99% similar. Next, you can look at this picture of Chen. I have improved a lot on the basis of the previous picture, and can greatly improve the quality of the product. Increased range, rate of fire, and power"

What Jiang Zhichu said was simple, but it was very troublesome to manufacture. There were many mechanical engineers in Wei Dynasty who could replace modern machinery, but it was time-consuming and labor-intensive.

According to what Jiang Zhichu said, the emperor issued an order to hire outstanding mechanism engineers from all over the country to jointly develop mechanized production tools. The wisdom of the ancients is beyond our imagination.

The blueprint was handed in, the method was also told, and Jiang Zhichu settled one concern, and Wei Zhaojin was the only one who was reluctant.

The author has something to say: I need to clarify about the weapon manufacturing!Overhead!Don't take it too seriously woo woo woo.

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