There are many ways to help King Chen, including space, food, silver, and spiritual spring water, which can all be given to King Chen. However, Dongming Ziyu personally went to the battlefield, and Shangguan Ruoli was reluctant to part with it.

Dongming Ziyu saw her thoughts, felt warm in his heart, sent Ling Yue and Wu Lang out, and then said: "Weapons."

Shangguan Ruoli was shocked, "Explosives?"

Dongming Ziyu nodded.

Shangguan Ruoli frowned, "Will it bring us trouble? What if other forces come to arrest us and force us to make bombs for them?"

Dongming Ziyu said: "Teach the secret to Rong Chuan and let him keep it secret. He can decide whether and when to dedicate it to King Chen. Explosives can also be used in jade mining after crossing the Ming Road. It will

It's much faster. If a large number of enemies come, we can also use bombs to protect ourselves."

Shangguan Ruoli smiled slightly and said: "If you think about it, just do it. I support you."

Dongming Ziyu came over, hugged Shangguan Ruoli, and kissed her on the lips.

Shangguan Ruoli blushed slightly, pushed him and said: "It's broad daylight, don't act nonsense!"

If you live in a courtyard with other people, there will be people coming at any time. If you bump into you, you will be embarrassed to see them.

Dongming Ziyu smiled and said: "What are you thinking about? Don't be so beautiful, you have to wait until night anyway."

Shangguan Ruoli raised her foot and kicked him. He twisted his body to avoid her kick and walked out with a smile.

After leaving the door, his smile faded because he saw Rong Chuan putting a safety buckle on Ling Yue's neck.

He said: "This is carved by my own hand using jade from the mine. Don't dislike it."

Ling Yue held the safety buckle and looked at it curiously, "I don't mind it, I like it very much. Thank you, brother Rongchuan."

When she saw Rong Chuan's injuries, she quickly took his hand to look at it and said nervously: "Hey, why are you injured?"

"It's okay, I will carve a hairpin for you later..." Before Rong Chuan finished speaking, he felt his collar being lifted up. He was startled, and when he looked back, he saw Dongming Ziyu with a dark face.

Ling Yue immediately showed off: "Dad, look, brother Rongchuan carved it with his own hands!"

Rong Chuan said sheepishly: "Uncle, it's my first time to carve something, and it's very rough. When I get better at it, I'll carve a jade pendant for you!"

His clear eyes were filled with showoff and praise, clear and pure, without any impurities.

Dongming Ziyu felt relieved, put him down, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, I have something serious to tell you."

Rongchuan was puzzled, but he followed Dongming Ziyu out of Dongzhou's house through the back door and went to the back mountain. He went deeper and deeper, and he was already far beyond the jade mine.

After all, Rong Chuan was young and still a wealthy man. He was grinning tiredly, breathing heavily and sweating profusely, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Finally, we arrived at the foot of a waterfall in a valley. The waterfall flew down three thousand feet like white water, and landed on the altar in the valley. It made a deafening sound, picked up water for several feet, and covered the surrounding stones and trees.

It was wet.

Rong Chuanlei's little face turned red like a ripe apple, and the cool water vapor hit his face. He felt a chill and could not help but shiver.

"Uncle, what's the matter? Do you want to come here to talk about it?"

"You'll know in a minute." Dongming Ziyu jumped up to the tallest tree, glanced around to make sure there was no one around, and then jumped down.

He took out a strange iron ball as big as a fist from his arms, pulled out the imperial edict on it, threw it towards a big rock beside the pool, and then pushed Rong Chuan down.

There was a loud noise, the ground shook, a mountain of rocks exploded, rocks flew, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur and dust.

The gravel fell into the pool, and a few fish floated up.

Rong Chuan's eyes widened in surprise. He understood why Dongming Ziyu brought him here.

The sound of the waterfall can cover up the loud noise caused by the explosion, and the water vapor splashed by the waterfall can prevent the smoke and dust generated by the explosion from rising too high and igniting the surrounding trees.

Rong Chuan looked at Dongming Ziyu with admiration, "Uncle, what is this? Where did you get this thing? If used on the battlefield, it would be a magical weapon for killing enemies."

Dongming Ziyu said: "This is called a bomb. It is very lethal. I accidentally got a strange book and made it according to the content on it. This is one of them."

As he spoke, he took out a book and handed it to him.

This is the space where he exists. It is a secret book of the Ministry of War, used to train bomb talents.

Rong Chuan hesitantly took the thick book with both hands and said in disbelief: "For me?"

Dongming Ziyu nodded, "This book is yours. You decide what to do."

Rong Chuan's eyes turned red with gratitude, "Why is uncle so nice to me?"

Dongming Ziyu patted him on the shoulder and said: "You can call me uncle. My selfish intention is to protect my family and give them a stable home. You also know that it is not easy for us to escape here. We don't want to be affected by war again."

The suffering."

Rong Chuan raised his face solemnly and said solemnly: "Don't worry, uncle, no matter what happens in the future, I will not make you homeless and will ensure your safety!"

Dongming Ziyu smiled lightly and said, "I believe you!"

Rong Chuan said: "I will work with my father to do Qinggong for you."

Dongming Ziyu said: "No, it's a crime to possess a jade. It's enough for you and your brother to know about this. You don't need to let others know. I'm afraid that if someone finds out, they will come to arrest me and make bombs for them."

Rong Chuan's face turned red and he said: "I didn't think well. I just said that I accidentally got this book from a wandering Taoist priest. This kind of explosion often happened when the Taoist priest hired by my grandfather was making elixirs.

A palace can be blown down, this is what it tastes like."

Dongming Ziyu does not regret giving this book to Rong Chuan. In this situation, explosives will appear soon.

The two of them cleared the rubble from the scene into the pond and blew up a large pit. The pond water immediately overflowed and completely submerged the traces.

After Rong Chuan returned, he rushed into Rong Qian's room.

Rong Qian put down the military book in his hand, raised his head, and saw that his brother's little face was red with excitement, his big eyes were frighteningly bright, there were sweat stains on his face, and there was dust in his hair.

He couldn't help but laugh and said: "You are usually quite stable, what happened today?"

Rong Chuan said to the attendants waiting in the room: "Go out, guard the door and the front and rear windows, and don't let anyone get close to eavesdrop."

"Yes!" The two followers withdrew.

Rong Qian sat up straight and became interested, "What on earth is going on? It's still mysterious."

Rong Chuan took out the bulging books in his arms, handed them to Rong Qian, and told Dongming Ziyu how he went up the mountain.

On the day when the Taoist priests who were refining alchemy in the palace blew up the furnace, both Rong Qian and Rong Chuan happened to be in the palace and witnessed the power with their own eyes.

Now when I heard that a small iron ball had such great power, I couldn't help but get excited, "Really?"

Rong Chuan nodded, "I saw it with my own eyes!"

Rong Qian asked: "What does he want when he offers this kind of treasure?"

Rong Chuan's face turned serious, "Uncle is not the kind of person who is greedy for power. He doesn't want anything! He asked us to keep it secret. He just wants the people who fled with him to live and work in peace and contentment and no longer suffer from the war."

"Oh?" Rong Qian thought thoughtfully, a little doubtful.
Chapter completed!