Chapter 691
: Chen 3 and the Yintian prefectural governor start to act, and the Jinyiwei are involved
Outside the tent, the mountain wind swept in like a furious beast.
Carrying fine dust, it hit the tent fiercely.
The "puffing" sound was like the roaring mountain wind, shaking the entire tent.
Just as the wind was raging, a crisp sound of iron colliding could be heard faintly in the distance.
The sound seemed particularly abrupt amid the whistling wind, like a sharp flash of light suddenly streaking across the night sky.
Zhu Gang and Xie Yuer were both startled, and their eyes met instantly, full of vigilance and worry.
The crisp sound of iron colliding seemed particularly strange in this tense atmosphere.
It is like a puzzle, making it difficult to discern the true meaning behind it.
Is it the sound of iron tools colliding with each other when the craftsmen finish their work for the day and put away their tools?
Or in some unknown corner, the fuse of a "thunder bomb" under Chang Mao's command was quietly activated, sending out a danger signal?
Zhu Gang frowned tightly and looked through the gap in the tent.
Trying to penetrate the darkness and find the source of the sound.
He knew very well that if it was the former, it might just be a false alarm.
But if it is the latter, the consequences will be disastrous.
Once the "Sky-shaking Bomb" explodes, it will inevitably trigger a bloody conflict, dragging all of them into an abyss of no return.
Xie Yuer subconsciously grabbed Zhu Gang's sleeve, her body trembling slightly, her eyes full of fear.
At this critical moment, every tiny sound seems to be a wake-up call from fate, making people terrified.
Zhu Gang gently patted Xie Yuer's hand, trying to give her some comfort.
But wasn't he also feeling uneasy in his heart because of this unknown sound?
On this night of howling winds and unclear situations, they seemed to be on top of a volcano about to erupt, with every second filled with endless dangers and variables.
Xie Yuer's eyes followed her husband Zhu Gang closely, looking at his tall but slightly tense back due to the situation, and she leaned back to the telescope.
The atmosphere in the tent was so depressing that it made people feel breathless. The mountain wind was howling outside the tent, as if it wanted to sweep everything into its rage.
In this tense atmosphere, a picture suddenly flashed through Xie Yuer's mind.
Just now when she passed by the equipment room, she inadvertently saw a little cinnabar on Gongshuqi's cuff.
At that time, Xie Yuer didn't pay too much attention to it, thinking it was just an ordinary stain.
However, at this critical moment, her heart suddenly tightened and a terrible thought came to her mind.
Xie Yuer recalled the various rumors she had heard about Mohist mechanical techniques, among which the "Qi Ge" mechanism was mentioned, which was an extremely aggressive mechanism.
To activate this mechanism, something that can ignite fire is essential, and cinnabar is one of them.
Was the cinnabar on Gongshuqi's cuffs just a coincidence?
Considering the tense situation at the moment and Gongshuqi’s previous actions.
As well as what Zhu Gang observed through the telescope, the more Xie Yuer thought about it, the more she felt that this was no accident.
Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to tell Zhu Gang about this discovery.
But my throat seemed to be choked by something and I couldn't make any sound for a while.
The fear and worry in my heart surged like a tide.
Xie Yuer knew very well that if Gongshu Qi was really going to activate the "Qi Ge" mechanism, it would surely trigger a brutal fight.
And they are in the middle of it, not knowing what kind of danger they will face.
Xie Yuer's hands were tightly clenched on the corners of her clothes, and her knuckles turned white from the force.
Her gaze remained on Zhu Gang's back, her eyes full of anxiety and helplessness.
It was as if she was waiting for her husband to detect the hidden crisis in this chaotic situation and lead them out of danger. While the situation in Jin Temple was like a taut bowstring, in the distant Yingtian Prefecture, the night also enveloped the entire city deeply.
As the lights come on, there is a unique sense of tranquility in the streets.
At this time, Chen San, who was dressed as a third-class apprentice of the Firearms Supervisor, was accompanying the prefect of Yingtian Prefecture and was walking quickly on the street with a slightly hurried pace.
At this time, the prefect of Yingtian was wearing an official robe and had a solemn expression.
In the light of the lantern, the lines on his face looked particularly grim.
The two figures flashed quickly on the street, attracting curious glances from passers-by.
They came all the way to the residence of Lu Feng, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
The vermilion gate was closed tightly, and the stone lions at the door looked particularly majestic in the night.
Chen San panted slightly and reached out to gently knock on the doorknob.
Soon, the door creaked open, revealing the vigilant face of a Jinyiwei guard.
The prefect of Yingtian stepped forward, showed his token, and said in a deep voice: "Quickly inform the commander-in-chief Lu and tell him that the prefect of Yingtian and the firearms supervisor Chen San want to see you and discuss an urgent matter."
Seeing this, the guard did not dare to delay and hurriedly turned inside to report.
After a while, the guard returned and said respectfully, "Please come in, Master Lu is waiting in the study."
Chen San and the prefect of Yingtian looked at each other and walked quickly into the mansion.
Following the winding corridor and passing through several courtyards, the two finally arrived at the door of the study.
At this time, the candlelight was flickering in the study, and Lu Feng was sitting behind the desk with a calm expression.
Seeing Chen San and the prefect of Yingtian coming in, he immediately stood up to greet them.
His eyes paused slightly on Chen San's apprentice attire, and Lu Feng immediately said, "I wonder why you two came here so late at night?"
Chen San took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said anxiously: "Lord Lu, this matter is of great importance. Jin Temple..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he realized the seriousness of the matter.
The atmosphere in the Lu Mansion's study suddenly became solemn.
"You mean that Gong Shuqi, the chief craftsman of the Firearms Institute, wanted to use his latest firearm to murder Chang Mao, the eldest son of the Duke of E?"
Although it is not known why Gongshu Qi and Chang Mao, both of whom were the right-hand men of Jin King Zhu Gang, suddenly turned against each other, this matter is indeed of great significance.
If he did not take any measures, once a huge disaster occurred, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely punish him.
Moreover, the place where the incident took place was near the most important Jin Temple in the Third Prince's mansion.
No matter what, as the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Lu Feng had to take people to check it out.
The prefect of Yingtian, who was standing not far away, saw the thoughtful look in Lu Feng's eyes and immediately persuaded him, "Commander Lu, it is well known that His Majesty has always attached great importance to the Duke of E.
If the young master gets into danger near the Jin Temple, it will not only implicate His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, but will also damage the master-disciple relationship between him and the Duke of E.
If it is really inconvenient for you to come forward, I am willing to lead the Jinyiwei to Jin Temple to inquire about the news."
At this moment, in the study room where the candlelight was flickering, the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.
Lu Feng frowned and paced back and forth in front of the desk.
He took each step very heavily, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.
Although Chen San and the prefect of Yingtian were standing quietly aside, their eyes were closely following Lu Feng's figure, and both had an expression of not daring to breathe.
(End of this chapter)