Dafeng Night Watchman
Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Kidnapping

Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Kidnapping

Xu Qi'an was warmly received by Song Qing. The two sat at the table, holding fragrant tea, and had a friendly conversation.

"To be honest, I am a little suspicious of you," Song Qing took a sip and said, "I have checked your ancestors for the past few days."

Is it really appropriate to say that you checked his ancestors for the past 18 generations in front of others... Xu Qi'an was not surprised by this, and asked with a smile: "How was the investigation?"

"Too clean." Song Qing shook his head and did not continue the topic. He took out a stack of rice paper and handed it to him: "Let me show you my recent research."

Xu Qi'an thought to himself that I have already made up the jokes about the wandering masters, but you didn't ask... You technical geeks don't care about these at all.

He took the manuscript, glanced at it, and almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

In addition to the plant grafting theory he told Song Qing, this guy also drew inferences from one example and made several cases with divergent thinking. For example:

Grafting of people and horses.

There are a lot of advantages, such as Dafeng no longer needs to consider war horse resources, and soldiers don't have to worry about not having excellent war horses. Because we are mature soldiers, we can be war horses ourselves...

Another example: capture bird monsters, breed with humans, and create half monsters that can serve as air forces.

Learn about monster girls... Pah, learn about reproductive isolation... Xu Qiyan put down the rice paper, calmed down his shocked three views, and said: "This time I came to the Imperial

Observatory, I want to ask Brother Song for help."

"Just say it."

"You should know that I offended Minister Zhou."

"Caiwei told me." Song Qing put down the teacup and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I can't help you. The Imperial Observatory does not interfere in government affairs, and His Majesty does not allow it. Besides, a minister with real power is beyond my ability."

"Brother Song, don't worry, I need you to do it simply..." Xu Qiyan said his idea.

"This is impossible," Song Qing refused directly: "Song is upright and aboveboard, and will never do such a thing."

Xu Qi'an thought about it and said ashamedly: "I didn't think it through... Senior Brother Song, let's continue to talk about your grafting theory. Excuse me, this is impossible to succeed."

Song Qing frowned, sat up straight, and put on a rigorous attitude of discussing academics. "I think you know it yourself. The cat that must be kept in a glass bottle is an example. But you must be wondering why it failed and what the reason is."

Song Qing leaned forward, breathing became rapid, staring at Xu Qi'an with wide eyes: "You know?"

Xu Qi'an said: "I didn't participate in the research, so I don't know the real reason, but I can provide you with a theoretical basis."

Theoretical basis?!

What Song Qing lacked most was theoretical basis. After all, masters who founded a school are rare. Alchemy is profound and extensive. If you want to move forward, theoretical support is indispensable.

Xu Qiyan said slowly under Song Qing's suddenly bright eyes:

"Have you heard of the periodic table?"

What periodic table? What does this have to do with my experiment? Song Qing had a thousand question marks flashing through his mind.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and he felt that he was about to touch the door of truth of alchemy. As an alchemy fanatic, every hair of his was excited.

Before he had time to ask, he heard Xu Qiyan say leisurely: "The principle of alchemy is equal exchange..."

.....

The Marquis of Weiwu Mansion is located in Quefu Street in the inner city. This street is the territory of the nobles. Walking along the way, there are marquises, earls and dukes.

The Marquis of Weiwu is a hereditary title that rose from the struggle for the throne three hundred years ago. It has been hereditary until now, and in fact, there is not much power in his hands.

The side door opened, and a young girl with a slightly round face came out surrounded by maids and attendants. She was wearing a gorgeous silk dress, with the hem of her skirt reaching her heels, and her embroidered shoes were faintly visible as she walked.

She was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pretty face, bright eyes, and a proud temperament. The flying spirit between her eyebrows added to her aura, which attracted a lot of attention.

Zhang Yuying entered the sedan chair at the door, and the sedan bearer carried the sedan chair and walked slowly towards the City God Temple.

She was going to the City God Temple to burn incense and eat vegetarian food today, and then go to Wenyuan Bo's mansion to replace her close friends to drink tea and chat.

Take a look at the banned books that are secretly circulated in the women's boudoirs, and talk about which young man has reached the right age for marriage. Comment on the outstanding students who passed the autumn examination this year, and guess whether they can pass the spring examination next year.

Maybe there is also her own son-in-law.

After walking two streets, the maid following the sedan suddenly heard a commotion.

The two carriages behind lost control for some reason. The driver grabbed the reins tightly and waved the whip in panic:

"Get out of the way, everyone..."

Pedestrians ran around to avoid it.

"Quick, stop the carriages." The maid was horrified and ordered the escorts to intercept the carriages while ordering the sedan bearers to avoid it.

The escorts were not enough and only intercepted one carriage. The other one knocked two sedan bearers away and the sedan turned over instantly.

The remaining two sedan bearers and the maid instinctively saved themselves and rushed to the side to avoid it. The scene was instantly in chaos.

After a brief chaos, the two carriages continued to run away. The maid got up anxiously and

ran to the sedan to check:

"Second Miss, Second Miss, how are you?"

No one answered.

The maid's heart sank, and she suddenly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. She was stunned. After a few seconds, she screamed, "The second young lady is gone!!"

The sedan chair was empty.

...

In the inner city, a small courtyard somewhere.

Zhang Yuying knew that she was kidnapped, although she didn't know who kidnapped her.

She woke up for a while, and after relieving the initial headache, she was in a state of fear. As the concubine of the Marquis of Weiwu, she was treated only slightly worse than the legitimate daughter on weekdays, and far better than other sisters. Her father and mistress loved her very much, and she had a very good relationship with the legitimate daughter who was both her sister and cousin.

She was spoiled and pampered, and when had she ever encountered such a thing?

There was silence all around, her hands and feet were tied, and a cloth was stuffed in her

mouth. She was very scared.

"Bang!"

Outside the courtyard, there was a sound of a door opening, followed by footsteps. Zhang Yuying's heart was instantly lifted up, and fear exploded in her heart. She didn't know what she was about to face, but it would definitely not be a good thing. "Hey," the footsteps stopped outside the house, and someone said, "This woman is really beautiful. I just secretly checked the goods. Her breasts are big and soft, so comfortable." "You are so cheap..." Another person said here, paused, and added: "You didn't even call me

to join you."

Zhang Yuying was embarrassed and angry, and tears rolled in her eyes.

The two figures continued to talk:

"She is still a virgin."

"Nonsense, the second daughter of this powerful marquis is still waiting to be married."

Zhang Yuying was shocked. They knew who I was and that my father was the powerful

marquis, but they dared to kidnap me?

This shows that the person behind the scenes is definitely not an ordinary person.

"What do you think Mr. Zhou will do with this woman? Although she is an extremely beautiful woman, it seems unsafe to keep her all the time."

"Oh, you're overthinking it. Mr. Zhou will at most play with her for a while, and when he gets bored, he will strangle her to death and bury her in this yard. Who knows?"

"When Mr. Zhou gets bored, we will drink some soup with her. This woman is delicate and tender, much more beautiful than the women in the brothel."

"Yes, if Mr. Zhou didn't want to try something new, we would have done with her now."

"Who let her be the son of the Minister of Revenue? Let's go, let's go and have a drink."

"Isn't this bad?"

"It will be dusk soon. Let's buy some wine and come back."

The footsteps faded away, followed by the sound of the courtyard door closing. It seemed

that the two went out to drink.

Mr. Zhou? The son of the Minister of Revenue?

The image of a young man in brocade clothes flashed through Zhang Yuying's mind, and she remembered what happened during the Lantern Festival last year.

He still couldn't forget about me...

Tired of playing... Drink some soup... Kill someone and bury the body in the yard to destroy

the evidence... The daughter of a rich family who was carefully cared for was so scared that she

trembled all over and burst into tears.

"Woo woo..." She tried to make a sound while twisting her limbs to try to break free.

Suddenly, he found that the rope on her wrist was loosened a little.

Zhang Yuying froze for a moment, then quieted down and stopped making any noise, but her

hands twisted hard.

After an unknown amount of time, the delicate skin on her wrists was rubbed and broken, and she finally opened her bindings with a burning pain.

She immediately sat up, untied the rope on her feet, tiptoed to the door of the room, listened

patiently for a moment, and made sure that there was no one in the yard. She walked to the

yard carefully.

She looked around for a while, gritted her teeth, ran at a speed she had never seen in her life,

rushed to the door of the yard, and pulled the bolt.

The door was not open, it was locked from the outside.

"Woo..." Miss Zhang let out a desperate whine.

.....

On the street opposite the courtyard, Xu Qian'an held a bowl of noodles in his hand, and Xu

Xinnian stood beside him.

"You are good at talking dirty." Xu Dalang habitually stimulated Erlang.

Erlang ignored him and looked at the courtyard door: "Will she not be able to get out? Why

lock the courtyard door?"

"A strong desire to survive will stimulate people's potential. Believe me, she will get out. Just

climb the wall." Xu Qian'an took a sip of noodles and explained in a low voice: "If the door is not locked, the traces will be too heavy."

This small courtyard is the private house that Zhou Li bought outside, and there is a beautiful

woman in the house. Now the woman and the maids, women and doormen in the courtyard, a total of four people, were locked in the mirror by Xu Qian'an.

The small jade mirror can hold objects and living things. Xu Qian'an tried it with the servants

at home.

If it weren't for the mirror, the plan to kidnap Miss Zhang would be extremely difficult, and it might even end up with more trouble than success.

At this time, the two saw a head popping out from the wall, and Zhang Yuying, with messy

hair, poked her head out.

After carefully looking at it for a while, she climbed out of the wall and jumped down.

She seemed to have sprained her ankle, and lay on the ground for a long time without moving.

After a long time, she stood up while crying. Holding the wall, she jumped and fled to the

street.

As a rich lady with fine clothes and delicious food, it was really a great injustice to be able to

do this.

They went out to buy wine and would come back at dusk.... She glanced at the sunset and knew

that she was really safe now.

Maybe they would be caught up before they could run far, or maybe they would bump into

each other after a few more steps.

Just at this time, a team of patrolling city sword guards passed by. Zhang Yuying, who was afraid of encountering kidnappers on the road or being caught up by

them, seemed to have seen a savior and cried to meet them.

Before the Imperial Sword Guard drew his sword, she screamed, "I am the daughter of

Marquis Weiwu. I have been kidnapped. Please save me."

Several Imperial Sword Guards looked at each other and immediately surrounded her.

The people around stopped to watch. The leading Imperial Sword Guard asked, "Who kidnapped you?"

"It was Zhou Li, the son of Minister Zhou of the Ministry of Revenue." Zhang Yuying broke down and cried.

Dong Dong Dong... The sound of the curfew drum came at the same time.

Xu Qian'an put the bowl on the street and said, "Let's go, replace an inn to rest, and go home tomorrow to wait for news."