Chapter 1120: Slowly Sealing the Red Seal of Three Thousand Taels

Many questions made Rong Leng, who was accustomed to thinking too much, silent for a moment. Then he asked King Quan: "According to what you said, Qin Wei came to Qingzhou just for Fang Ruozhu?"

King Quan nodded: "Qin Wei said so himself, saying that he came here after receiving Fang Ruozhu's request for help, but he didn't expect when he came that the other party would be related to the queen."

"The queen takes action against the Fang family? Why?" This is what Liu Wei asked.

King Quan shook his head. Fang Ruozhu didn't say anything about this, and Qin Hei didn't say anything either. Both of them were on guard against him, and they knew that Leng Yi would tell him the news. Leng Yi didn't even tell him, making it mysterious. Who could he tell? As if wondering.

"Uncle Huang, you want me to lend you some men and horses to send them back to the capital?" Rong Leng raised his eyebrows with a subtle expression.

When it came to business matters, King Quan finally expressed his attitude: "It's not my place to talk about this matter originally, but this time around the Fu family, I helped someone coldly, so I'll reciprocate the favor and help them." , there are comings and goings, and it will be easy to get along with each other in the future.”

Liu Wei sneered: "This is a nice thing to say, but how can our third prince have a good relationship with Marshal Leng in the future? I'm afraid you are doing this for yourself after all, right? Regardless of whether you can persuade Marshal Leng to switch to you, Qingzhou is the gate to Kyoto. If your Liaozhou army wants to come through Liangjiang and take the smoothest road directly to Kyoto, I'm afraid they can only ask the Qingzhou garrison to borrow a road. They are close to Marshal Leng. It's easy to talk now, right? Tsk, this wishful thinking is really loud."

"Shhhh." King Quan put his hand in front of his lips, making a gesture of silence, and lowered his voice to accuse: "You kid, don't always think the worst of people, I am an upright person!"

Liu Wei snorted and said nothing, only looking at Rong Leng.

After all, Fang Ruozhu and Qin Wei were both close friends of Rong Su. Although it was none of their business, it would not be a good idea to let these two people die in Qingzhou.

Especially in the chaos in Kyoto, it is all supported by Rong Su. Otherwise, how could the veterans of the cabinet allow Rong Leng to come to Qingzhou like this?

Even if he cared about Rong Su's little affection, he still had to help. Besides, if Fang Ruozhu and Qin Wei didn't return to Beijing, then Li Yin and Fang Ruotong would definitely be stranded in Qingzhou.

In the end, Rong Leng loaned out the men and horses.

There were not many people to borrow, just three, and then the military order flag of Zhenge Gate was handed over to these three people. If you want to escort Qin Wei and others back safely, this military order flag must be pulled up and returned. It must be done openly and high, so that everyone can see it.

King Quan felt relieved when he got the satisfactory result. When he left, he slowly sealed the three thousand taels of red seal.

Although she still opposed this marriage, in the end, she fulfilled her elders' wishes.

Because of these three thousand taels of red envelopes, Rong Leng's attitude towards his uncle unexpectedly became better, and he actually walked him to the door himself.

"Seeing off guests" is also one of the wedding procedures, and Rong Leng strictly follows it.

On the contrary, King Quan was suddenly overwhelmed by his nephew's politeness. After coughing twice, he suddenly stuffed a crossbow to him when he had nothing to say.

Rong Leng held the crossbow, which was much smaller than the average crossbow, with a puzzled look on his face.

King Quan said: "This kind of crossbow is said to have a range of at least a hundred steps further than the normal crossbow. Leng Yi's elite army was defeated by this crossbow. Your Liu Wei is very smart. You can ask her back and see her." If you know something, I will send someone to study it carefully. If I can crack the manufacturing method and equip my soldiers with it, it will be a big killer weapon on the battlefield."

Rong Leng held the sword in his hand and looked at it for a long time before nodding his head in agreement.

After seeing off Queen Quan, Rong Leng entered the post house.

Liu Wei saw him coming back with something in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

Rong Leng handed her the crossbow and repeated what King Quan said.

Liu Wei was stunned when he heard this. He took the crossbow over, weighed it in his hand, and fiddled with it casually. After a moment, his expression suddenly began to change.

"Do you know this?" Rong Leng guessed what she looked at and couldn't help but be cautious.

Liu Wei glanced at him, and then looked at the crossbow in his hand. He held the buckle on the lower head of the crossbow. The buckle of the crossbow was very small, but the strength required was huge, and the buckle of this small crossbow was It's huge, but the force required is very small.

Pistols use this principle.

It just so happens that crossbows are the ancestors of pistols, but now, she seems to see this ancestor evolve.

"Is this thing really capable of shooting more than a hundred steps farther than the ordinary crossbow?" Fu Zichen reached out and took the crossbow away. Looking around, he felt that the feeling in his hand was indeed different from that of the crossbow.

The children of the aristocratic family have the rule of studying the six arts of the gentleman since they were young. After all, Fu Zichen is a descendant of the Fu family. Although he is not good at martial arts, he has dabbled in riding, archery, and archery.

"Let me try."

Fu Zichen said, fiddling with it, and after taking some steps, he aimed at the slave head and set an arrow on a lantern with the word "happy" at the door.

Just hearing a "clang", the lantern fell down, the candle flowed backwards, and soon the big red lantern was burned clean.

Fu Zichen stepped forward to review the results, then turned back and said: "It seems to be lighter and lighter than the regular shot. If it were the regular shot, I don't think it could penetrate so far. This shot is really not..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a cold killing energy coming from his side. Fu Zichen was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, and happened to meet Rong Leng's scarlet eyes full of murderous intent.

The smile on his face slowly solidified. After Fu Zichen froze for two full breaths, he turned his eyes slightly and fixed his gaze on the lantern with only ashes burning at the door of the post house.

"Uh..." Fu Zichen gently put down the crossbow, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll send someone to clean it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man turned around and left, and Rong Leng immediately took steps forward, as if he was going to kill him.

Liu Wei hurriedly caught the man, fearing that blood would be splashed on the spot on the wedding night, so he immediately comforted him: "Just try the arrow. If you are not careful, you are not careful. Don't be impulsive. I will have someone change a lantern later."

Rong Leng turned to look at her, the expression on his face was chilling, but for some reason, Liu Wei could see a little grievance in it.

Liu Wei wanted to laugh, but she held it back. She rubbed her fingers slowly, intertwined her fingers with the man's hand, pulled him back to the table, and asked him to sit down.

"The construction of this crossbow is indeed extremely ingenious. Go back and talk to King Quan. If you can find this person, you should treat him with courtesy and kindness. If such a capable person can recruit his subordinates, it will be a hundred benefits without any harm."

Rong Leng said "hmm" absentmindedly, turned his eyes, and looked in the direction of the door.

Fu Zichen ran to the backyard and found a servant who was cleaning outside.

Liu Wei sighed.

Rong Leng looked at her coldly: "Red lanterns are very important."

Seeing his stubbornness, Liu Wei could only continue to coax: "How can a small lantern affect the affairs between you and me? Don't spoil the fun on the big day."

After all the hard talk, I was finally able to coax him to peace by the end of the meal.

In order to compensate for the psychological shadow caused by the premature death of the lantern on Rong Leng, Liu Wei ceded land to pay compensation. Not only did he agree to let him light firecrackers at the door, he also agreed to go boating on the river for a while.

Dragging her tired body and sitting on the rickety boat, Liu Wei looked at the river in the distance and gently tilted her head on Rong Leng's shoulder.

The breeze blew across the water, setting off layers of ripples, and the stars and crescent moons hung in the distance. Liu Wei felt a little comfortable after looking at it for a long time. She tilted her head and looked at Rong Leng's profile: "You said you would go to the lake on the wedding day. What kind of custom is this? What's the point?"

"Sacrifice to the gods." Rong Leng said, hugging her shoulders and taking her into his arms: "Three bows are counted as heaven and earth, witnessed by thousands of land gods, and sailing on the boat is to show the way to the water god, for the narcissus. And a glimpse reveals the fate of marriage in the past life."

Liu Wei found it interesting: "How many ancient books and customs did you check for today's wedding? We are not a boating family. We don't have to go out to sea to fish. Why should we be like the water gods?"

Rong Leng lowered his head and reprimanded with an endearing tone: "Don't be disrespectful to the gods and Buddhas."