He was working on his own gunpowder bag across the two sides.

Cui Dunli looked at his subordinates packing, and his ears were filled with strange laughter from the old coaches opposite him, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

If so, he should be one of the laughter.

But since you have taken the team, it is impossible to go back, and no one can look down on you when you go back.

This is the reason why no one believes in the slaves of the three surnames.

Even the minor officials look down on you.

But when Cui Dunli thought of what Changsun Wuji was planning, he felt excited.

That's the prince!

For the aristocratic families, the royal family is their obstacle. In their opinion, it is better to get a puppet and sit in that position, and then the families of the world gather together, and everyone sits in a row and divides the fruits and fruits. Wouldn't it be nice to divide the benefits of the world?

So Changsun Wuji's plan was just a few words, and everyone in the small circle was excited.

Everyone is in high spirits!

As long as this is done, the small circle will go a step further.

By then...

Choi Dunli couldn't help but think of the uncle and nephew Choi Yi-hyun and Choi Jian.

“It’s done.”

There has been made there.

Choi Dunli smiled and said, "Let's try first."

The gunpowder bag is placed in the middle of a wooden target, ignites, and runs away...

boom!

The effect is good.

The gunpowder bag is wrapped tightly with plain paper, which reduces the cost, but the power remains the same.

This is political achievements.

Choi Dunli smiled.

"Theirs are clay pots."

"I know, but gunpowder may have blown up the clay pot? Even if it is blown up, I don't know how much it can kill."

Choi Dunli looked at him with a smile.

A jar is placed in the middle and then ignites.

"Run farther!"

Jia Ping'an was shouting.

hehe!

Cui Dunli smiled, "Why are you afraid of these?"

This one is better than pretending.

But when he saw Cheng Zhijie and others retreating, and the faster they retreated, they felt something was wrong.

Could it be that I...are you so proud?

"Back back!"

Jia Ping'an cursed: "Do you want to die?"

This is the inventor of gunpowder. Cui Dunli felt something was wrong and turned around and ran away.

He runs faster and faster...

boom!

Cui Dunli only felt something stabbed in her back and buttocks a few times, and then continued to run.

it hurts!

He slowly turned around, touched his back, and his hands were covered in blood.

"Shangshu Cui!Shangshu Cui!"

Choi Dunli fainted.

The old handsome men had a silence, "Go and have a look."

Damn, they wanted to pretend to be a pussy just now, but fortunately Xiao Jia started scolding and ran away.

Everyone walked to the middle of the scattered target and picked up one to take a look.

"have a look!"

Su Dingfang showed the wooden target to everyone, and there were more than ten depressions on it.

"Is this what gravels are made?"

Cheng Zhijie took the wooden target and narrowed his eyes and said, "This is what the arrow is like on the wooden board. If it explodes in the enemy's army, it will be useless if you wear armor. This thing..."

The most lovesickness!

Jia Ping'an looked calm.

This thing is really nothing. Later, the Song Dynasty played with gunpowder and added everything, poison, iron nails and other things into it. Unfortunately, the ratio of gunpowder was not good, otherwise the Jin people and the Meng people would suffer.

"Xiao Jia!"

Cheng Zhijie's eyes were very hot.

Jia Ping'an passed by, Cheng Zhijie raised the wooden target in his hand, "Come to Zuo Tun Guard (Zuo Wei Guard), I will take you personally. If I don't die in ten years, I will retire. You can be the first among young people!"

Pei Xingyan's eyes were filled with envy.

This is Cheng Zhijie's promise. If he changes someone, he will probably kneel down immediately.

Jia Ping'an bowed: "Thank you for your kindness in Duke Lu, but I can't leave the Hundred Cavalry at the moment."

This is an excuse.

Cheng Zhijie remembered that moment and cursed: "What a bullshit broom star? If there is one, why didn't I kill me, but instead saved me?"

"Shangshu Cui!"

There was crying over there.

Everyone slowly looked at Jia Ping'an.

Cheng Zhijie's eyelids twitched, "I think this is God's will."

Su Dingfang immediately agreed, "Yes! Cui Shangshu just refused to leave, he was too stubborn. It can be seen that this is what God means."

Jia Ping'an made a clay pot casually and bombed Cui Dunli, the Minister of War, home.

"The broom star shows its power!"

The eunuchs regarded this as gossip and talked with relish.

"Stop gossiping!"

Wei Wushuang walked over with a stern face, and everyone bowed, "Yes."

"Those legs are so long, so ugly."

"I feel beautiful!"

"Beautiful, my legs are too long..."

The eunuchs don't have that function, they just beep.

Wei Wushuang went to Jiang Han.

"Cho Dunli was injured in the back and could only lie down when sleeping, saying that she had to take care of her for half a month."

Jiang Han put his hands on his chest, "I'm very sad."

Her niece is not a broom star dish at the moment, so she has not been criticized.

But what about others?

It seems that no one else is, life in the Su family is getting better and better.

"Wushuang, you have had a lot of contact with him, have you ever been unlucky?"

Wei Wushuang shook his head, "I have never been unlucky."

Of course, there are exceptions, such as the little thief always teases her.

"So...it seems that I'm over-concerned, hahahaha!"

Jiang Han laughed and stood up and said, "Go and have a meal."

The two left the duty room, and a gust of wind blew, and a tile suddenly fell down.
To be continued...