Heavenly Dao Formula

"This is the manager's barracks, and outsiders are not allowed to enter according to the regulations. Have they all obtained permission from the Affairs Bureau?" Although Zheng Ming moved away, he still asked.

"Hey, you said you are my friend, so you are still an outsider. Why, can't you trust Uncle Deng?"

"How could it be? But these people are very natural, they don't look like people from the county."

"We are from other places." The leader said, it really didn't sound like a local accent.

"Yes, yes... friends from other places." Uncle Deng patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, they have all obtained permission, otherwise they won't be able to enter the gate of the mining area. There are guards there."

"Can you show me the license?"

"It's all at the guard post at the gate, so as not to lose it. I said you kid, don't ask questions, go into the back room and pour tea for everyone. I bought some good dishes today." Uncle Deng said half of his voice He suddenly rose up, "Wait, where are you going with your clothes on?"

"I'll go to the guard post to have a look. It's stipulated that you should carry this thing with you. I'll help you carry it so you don't worry about losing it. Whether you're entering the mine or the barracks, you need permission—"

The voices of the colleagues stopped abruptly.

Huo Ying only felt the blood pouring down, he saw a sharp knife protruding from Zheng Ming's back, the tip of the knife reflected the dim light of blood. The leader held him tightly against his chest, causing him to twitch slightly, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Master Chai, this..."

"He's too verbose and we're pressed for time."

"Oh, it's a pity." Uncle Deng shook his head, turned around and walked into the house, "Mr. Huo, are you still there?"

Huo Yingyi, a scholar who has never seen such a scene, took two steps back and sat down on the ground, "You, you..."

He didn't notice until everyone entered the house that they all had weapons on their waists.

"Don't panic, they are all from our own people, sent by the imperial court." Uncle Deng stretched out his hand to pull him up, and comforted him, "You should know that Princess Guangping has rebelled, right?"

"I..." Huo Ying didn't know what to do for a while, taking down the Baisha county government office and replacing it with the branch affairs bureau would indeed be suspected of treason, but everyone is willing to accept it, right? At least none of the locals did not applaud.

He remembered that Uncle Deng also participated in the celebration.

"I heard from Zheng Ming that you are a scholar, right? Scholars naturally hate such things as treason, but they usually don't dare to say anything." Uncle Deng took the key of the warehouse from the wall and threw it into his hand. Knowing that you have big ambitions in your heart, and you are always talking about serving the country and the people when drinking, now is your chance."

"Opportunity?" He asked in a daze.

"Crack down on rebellion and help the imperial court and the Privy Council. Isn't this a good time to show our country and people? The Baisha Mine provides the iron materials needed by Jinxia City. If it can stop its production, it will be a great contribution." Deng Uncle paused, "Of course you don't need to be afraid of the retaliation of the conspirators. After doing this, they will escort you and me out of Shenzhou to settle in Shangyuan City. If I become a rich man, you can also seal a man in Gyeonggi." An official."

"Really?" Huo Ying asked subconsciously.

"Of course, they have already sent my whole family there. If you help Uncle Deng, they promise to do the same to you."

While the two were talking, the dozen or so people in the room had already changed into uniforms, which were exactly the same as those of Jinxia's army.

Obviously this group came prepared.

The panic gradually receded, and Huo Ying suddenly realized that Uncle Deng was not the only one who decided to serve the court. For example, there are usually five to six guards at the gate post. They can come in silently, and they must be supported by someone inside.

Going to be an official in Gyeonggi... To be honest, this temptation was infinitely great for him. If he hadn't been unable to pass the Jinshi exam, he would not have settled for the second best and chose to apply for the recruitment in the Bureau. He thought he could make a big splash in the General Administration, but he was sent to Baisha County in the end. Huo Ying thought it might be a good choice to leave.

Besides, can he refuse?

The point of the knife that pierced Zheng Ming's back was still lingering in his mind.

"Is the talk over?" The middle-aged man called Mr. Chai said expressionlessly, "We have to hurry up."

"Give me some time - only he knows how to open the warehouse."

Huo Ying turned his head to look at the other party, "What Uncle Deng said is true? Can I go to Gyeonggi to be an official?"

The leader touched his bosom and threw a bamboo tube to his chest.

He opened the lid of the cylinder, and besides a roll of gold leaf stuffed inside, there was also a document of appointment and dismissal—official title and name columns were blank, but the seal had already been affixed. "The specific official depends on your contribution."

The answer is self-evident.

Huo Ying took a deep breath and put the bamboo tube into his arms, "What do you need me for?"

"Open the warehouse, we need to pick up a few things."

"Only tools for the mine are kept there. Destroying them will have little effect on mine production."

"But there's gunpowder among these tools, isn't there?" said Uncle Deng with a grin.

...

Under the night, the Baisha Mine was pitch-black. In order to avoid being discovered by the guards, the group did not even raise the torches, relying on the dim moonlight to find their way.

The warehouse is just to the west of the yard. It is an old two-story brick building with no windows on all sides. The only entrance and exit is a huge sliding iron door.

While on the way, Uncle Deng's words lingered in Huo Ying's mind.

There is only one way to use gunpowder to interrupt the production of the mine—they want to blow up the mine and completely seal the entrance to the mine.

It is almost impossible to re-open these passages in less than ten years.

In terms of effect alone, this approach is indeed once and for all.

But they don't seem to have considered a problem.

What should Baisha County do?

This county was established precisely because of the Baisha Mine. Many residents living in the county have been miners for generations. They have been bound to the mine almost all their lives. If the mine is gone, can Baisha County survive independently?

The answer is probably no.

These 8,000 people had to leave their hometown because of this.

The question is, besides Jinxia City, who else is willing to accommodate so many refugees? What's more, if Princess Guangping fails and is killed, whether Jinxia City can maintain the current practice is a problem.

The warehouse has arrived.

Huo Ying took out the key and hesitated, "Does gunpowder have to be used? If the mine is destroyed, what will the thousands of residents of Baisha Mine do?"

"What are you talking about? What you and I are doing now is to fight against conspiracy! Without the stability of the country, how can there be personal peace!" Uncle Deng frowned and said, "This matter will be recorded in the annals of history in the future, you Don't you want to leave your name in the book?"

"We are all working for Daqi, and the people of the world will benefit in the end." Master Chai added in a deep voice behind, "You should be able to distinguish between thousands of people and millions of people, which is more important."

"I see."

Huo Ying inserted the key into the lock hole and turned it four times in sequence - this special secret lock needs to open four bolts in succession before the iron door can slide open to one side.

With a light click, the iron door moved slowly, revealing a thin gap between it and the wall.

"Push it for me—the door is too heavy for me to open alone."

Immediately, three or four people approached the door, pushing hard together.

At this moment, Huo Ying pushed Uncle Deng back violently, causing him and Master Chai to bump into each other, and he turned the key to the wrong angle, causing the last bolt to be lowered again.

There was only a dull bang, and the sliding iron door suddenly stopped.

At this time, the gap between the door and the wall was just enough for him to pass sideways.

Huo Ying clings to the wall and squeezes into it desperately. The middle-aged man also lifted Uncle Deng, drew his sword and stabbed at him.

With a numbness in his waist, he finally passed through the crack of the door and fell to the ground in the warehouse.