Chapter 343 See her as a landscape!

The boss obviously became more and more curious about Song Yi, but he finally took Song Yi to meet the so-called 'colorful person'!

Brown hair, blue eyeballs, so-called lustful people, that is, foreigners!

At the first sight of a foreigner with long hair, Song Yi was still very surprised, although he had seen many foreigners in the capital.

Unfortunately, this foreigner doesn't speak English, and he can't understand Song Yi's English. He just looks at Song Yi with a blank face and a little excited.

The boss was completely confused about what Song Yi said to the foreigner, and he couldn't understand what the foreigner said to Song Yi!

Originally, Song Yi wanted to ask about the outside world of foreigners, but there was a problem between communication, so he couldn't ask anything. It seemed impossible to find out some gun-making techniques from this foreigner, and with these extremely primitive muskets he bought, Song Yi guessed that it was actually at this time. There should be no such technology in foreign countries. I'm afraid it's the foreigner who learned the cannon of the Central Plains to make such a small musket...

If he doesn't understand the language and can't get the real gun-making technology, there is no need to stay. Song Yi has to leave the sulfur store with a few 'fireguns' that are almost useless on the battlefield and a little gunpowder.

And during the time when Song Yi stayed, he found that even if there was only such a store in the capital, the business was really not good, because the moment Song Yi went out, he did not see a second person walk into the store. It can be imagined that the boss's words were actually right.

It seems that only a few merchants can use things like sulfur, and most people don't even bother to look at this kind of store.

In the era when people put food as the sky, sulfur is not a widely recognized substance after all. What people care about is that what is popular nowadays is only food, clothing, housing and transportation. If not, it is definitely impossible for Song Yi's game hall, which doesn't have much technical content, to be so popular.

Although I figured this out in a short time and took it back from the musket, it is inevitable that there is still a slight regret. Originally, I thought that if I really accidentally got a musket out, it would be the real gentleman's hidden weapon...

Back to the inn, Song Yi poured all the 'fireguns' on the table and then fiddled with them. Wu Jian saw these strange things and asked puzzledly, "What is this?"

"Firegun! A very magical thing!" Song Yi pretended to pick it up deeply, and then squinted on Wu Jian's forehead and said with full momentum.

"What... Musketeers? It sounds similar to a long gun. Why does it look so different? But what can it be used for? Wu Jian asked puzzledly, and he didn't feel the threat of the gun on his forehead at all.

Song Yi moved the muzzle of the gun slightly in dismay, then handed it to Wu Jian, and then brought some cooked gunpowder on his body and said, "Let's go to a place where there are fewer people and try this thing..."

Then, Song Yi took Wu Jian to a remote place in the city...

Light the lead, aim at a tree, and then... With a loud noise!

Finally, Song Yi stood by the tree with indisappreciation and touched the faint traces on the tree... Even the bark can't be penetrated.

Wu Jian yawned boredly and asked, "The sound of this thing is scary, but the accuracy is not as good as the bow and arrow, and the power is not as good as the hidden weapon. How magical is it? I'm afraid that as soon as it is taken out, others will avoid it, and it can't be used for sneak attack. The movement is too loud!"

Song Yi was extremely discouraged and threw the 'fire gun' that really didn't work much into the cloth bag and sighed, "It seems that it's really useless. I should have thought that this thing was not easy to do..."

Song Yi sighed and said that it was not easy to do what it meant to be a firearm, and he did not understand it. Even if he knew that there would be a non-powerful weapon in the world, he could not make it. This kind of discouragement can be imagined, but fortunately, in this world, in addition to him, others not only can't do it, but also think about it. I didn't expect... And for the foreigner who accidentally made this similar shape to the prototype of a musket, he probably just happened to make this shape!

Under the silent failed experiment, Song Yi had to let Wu Jian take up the bag of 'waste' and go back to the inn, and went to the palace by himself.

It was getting late. When Song Yi walked outside the imperial study, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, because this time there was a maid waiting outside the door, but she couldn't see the face of the maid with her head down. Song Yi walked into the imperial study, and then the maid of honor closed the door from the outside.

Zhao Kuangyin looks good today, but his almost white hair still looks a little dazzling.

"Have you seen Mrs. Yue?" Zhao Kuangyin asked with a faint smile, with a calm expression!

"I've seen it today!" Song Yi replied.

"Did she agree?"

"I agree!"

Zhao Kuangyin was silent with a flat face, and then said, "Since your wife also agrees, you can go to the mighty army!"

Song Yi nodded and answered.

Zhao Kuangyin's fingers tapped gently on the jade axe on the table and said seriously to Song Yi, "Remember to collect the token I gave you at the beginning. If there is anything difficult, you can take it out... Since you don't go in the name of the Ministry of War, there will be no documents of the Ministry of War, and there will be no high-level official position for you. When you enter the mighty army, I will personally repair a letter, and the rest... If you still have requirements, say it. If not, it's all up to you!"

"I also want to ask the emperor for an imperial edict!" Song Yi said with an awe-inspiring look.

Zhao Kuangyin said calmly, "Say it!"

"If the situation in the sixteen states of Yanyun is settled, I hope the emperor will allow me and those people in Qingmuzhai to withdraw from the military headquarters and the battlefield!" Song Yigong said.

Zhao Kuangyin frowned slightly, meditated for a long time, and asked, "Why?"

"The wife in my family will soon give birth, and the grain will be harvested after this season. I hope to see my own children, and I also hope that those civilians in Qingmuzhai can see the harvest in the field with their own hands!" Song Yi said calmly.

"Hehe... I'm sure. Before you leave Beijing, I will give you the documents together. Don't you want to ask me for a personal soldier to protect your safety? Zhao Kuangyin asked with a faint look.

"Is it in the camp of the mighty army, small... Will I be in danger?" Song Yi smiled and said.

Zhao Kuangyin smiled and said, "It's your own opportunity to give up. Don't regret that I don't want your safety. In this case, you can go down first, and the door of the palace will be locked in the evening. I don't want to stay in the palace for the night..."

Song Yi responded and left. The reason why he knew that Zhao Kuangyin did not leave Song Yi was that there was no man in the palace except the eunuch, because the seventh prince had already moved out of another courtyard.

Walking far from the imperial study, the maid of honor, who had been bowing her head, finally raised her head and looked in the direction of Song Yi, with a complicated and inexplicable look in her eyes...

I didn't see Xu Mian on duty at the gate of the palace. I asked a guard on duty to know that Xu Mian had been promoted. At this time, it was time to do the last patrol near the palace wall. Song Yi did not wait for permission, but asked the guard to tell him a letter, and he went straight back to the inn.

After dinner at night, Song Yi locked himself in the room and stared at a small pile of gunpowder and a completely inconvable 'musket'.

Song Yi himself has only played with toy guns and has not come into contact with real firearms. As a person who has only made mistakes in his previous life and has not committed a crime, he only knows about firearms but does not know about firearms, and the same is gunpowder.

In the face of this possible material, Song Yi was extremely eager for an artifact-like musket in his hand. However, he racked his brains to dismantle a few 'muskets' in the middle of the night. After all, he couldn't get any reputation, so he had to give up tiredly and go to bed!

When I got up the next day, I was obviously a little depressed. I still had a fierce fist in the room, and then went out to have breakfast with Wu Jian.

"When will we leave Beijing?" Wu Jian asked while nibbling at the cooking cake.

Song Yi took a sip of lean meat porridge and swallowed it slowly before answering, "In the past few days, we have to wait for Mrs. Yue to arrange the affairs of the house and see the situation in the capital. Although we are thousands of miles away, after all, this is the center of the world. If we understand here and go there, we will not be in the crisis. I feel ignorant around me!"

Wu Jian was fascinated and couldn't help admiring, "These ideas can't even be thought of by the master. You are really different from us!"

Song Yi said no. He inadvertently saw a pot of withered flowers on the window sill of the breakfast shop. Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, and then said to Wu Jian with a flat expression, "After breakfast, I will let you meet someone and let him go to meet me in a place at night. His whereabouts are more secret. I still have something to do myself. At noon. Let's meet at the inn!"

"Good!" Wu Jian answered directly without talking nonsense. As a trusted person around Yutou Zhang, Wu Jian at least knows when to listen, and Song Yi also appreciates Wu Jian's attitude very much.

The breakfast was very satisfactory, and then after breaking up with Wu Jian in front of the breakfast shop in the warm wind, Song Yi hurried to Dongzhi Hutong.

Soon he arrived at Duyuhou Huangfu, and then asked the doorman to inform him.

The door actually recognized Song Yi, but I haven't seen him for a long time. Suddenly, I saw Song Yi coming to the door again, and there was still a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Song Yi waited for half a column of incense at the door, and his eyes suddenly looked at the direction inside the gate and was stunned.

He never thought that Liu Qingci would come out in person.

The light pigmented shirt in early summer was worn on Liu Qingci's body * She set off like a white cloud floating in the distance, which made Song Yi's eyes slightly distracted.

When the beautiful cloud approached, Song Yi turned his eyes on more scenery and saw her as a scenery!