Chapter 283

Xu Qi 'an was warmly received by Song Qing. The two sat at the table, holding fragrant tea as they conversed amicably.

"Truthfully, I am a bit suspicious of you." Song Qing took a small sip and said, "In the last few days, I have investigated eighteen generations of your ancestors."

Was it really appropriate to say that he had investigated eighteen generations of his ancestors in front of the other … Xu Qi 'an was not surprised by this. He asked with a smile, "How was the investigation?"

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

Xu Qi 'an thought, I have already made up the excuse of a traveling expert, and you are not asking … you technical geeks do not care about this.

He took the manuscript, scanned it, and almost spat out the tea in his mouth.

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

Human and horse grafting.

There was a long list of advantages. For example, Daibun did not have to worry about warhorses. The soldiers did not have to worry about not having good warhorses. Because we are mature soldiers, we can be our own warhorses …

Another example: Capturing bird-type yao, mating with humans to create half-yao that could be used as aerial forces.

Understand about the demonic female … no, reproductive isolation … Xu Qi 'an put down the paper and calmed his shocked worldview. He said, "I have come to Celestial Commissioner this time to ask for Senior Brother Song's help."

"Speak."

"You should know that I offended Assistant Minister Zhou."

"Caiwei told me." Song Qing put down the teacup and said sternly, "Regretfully, I cannot help you. His Majesty does not allow Celestial Commissioner to interfere in state affairs. Besides, an assistant minister with real power has already exceeded the limits of my abilities. "

"Senior Brother Song, do not be impatient. What I need you to do is simple …" Xu Qi 'an said his idea.

"That is not possible." Song Qing refused. "This Song is open and aboveboard. I will not do such a thing."

Xu Qi 'an thought and said, ashamed, "I did not think it through … Senior Brother Song, let us continue to talk about your grafting theory. Forgive me for speaking frankly, but this cannot succeed. "

Song Qing's brow furrowed. He sat upright and put on a serious attitude of discussing academics.

"I'm sure you know what you're doing. The cat that has to be kept in a glass bottle is an example. But you are definitely puzzled as to why it failed and what the reason is.

Song Qing's body leaned forward, and her breathing became rapid. She stared at Xu Qi 'an with her eyes wide open. "You know?"

Xu Qi 'an said, "I did not participate in the research, so I do not know what the real reason is, but I can provide you with a theoretical basis."



What Song Qing lacked the most was a theoretical basis. After all, it was rare to find a grandmaster who founded a school. Alchemy was broad and profound. If he wanted to continue to move forward, theoretical support was indispensable.

Under the gaze of Song Qing, Xu Qi 'an slowly said, "You're right.

"Have you heard of the periodic table of elements?"

What periodic table of elements? What does this have to do with my experiment? Ten thousand question marks flashed in Song Qing's mind.

His breathing became more and more rapid. He felt that he was about to touch the door of truth in alchemy. As an alchemy fanatic, he was so excited that every hair on his body stood up.

Before he had time to ask, he heard Xu Qi 'an say leisurely, "The principle of alchemy is equivalent exchange …"

…

The Weiwu Marquis's Mansion was located on Sparrow Street in the inner city. This street was the territory of the nobles. Along the way, there were marquises, earls, and dukes.

The Weiwu Marquis was a hereditary title. It rose to power three hundred years ago. Since then, there was not much power in the hands of the hereditary title.

The side door opened. A young girl with a slightly round face walked out surrounded by maids and squires. She wore a gorgeous silk dress that reached her heels. Her embroidered shoes were faintly discernible as she walked.

She was sixteen or seventeen years old. She was pretty with a pair of bright and spirited eyes. She had a haughty temperament and the spirited expression between her eyebrows added to her aura. It was very eye-catching.

Zhang Yuying entered the sedan at the door. The sedan bearers carried the sedan and slowly walked towards the direction of the City God Temple.

Today, she was going to the City God Temple to offer incense and eat vegetarian food. Then, she would go to Count Wenyuan's mansion to find her close friends to drink tea and chat.

She would look at the forbidden books that were secretly circulated among the ladies. She would talk about which family's young masters were of marriageable age. She would comment on the outstanding students who passed the imperial examinations this fall and guess whether they would be able to pass next spring's examinations.

Perhaps her future son-in-law would be among them.

After two streets, the maids following beside the sedan suddenly heard a commotion.

The two carriages behind them were out of control. The coachman grabbed the reins tightly and waved his whip in fear.

"Out of the way, out of the way …"

The pedestrians scattered in all directions to avoid them.

"Quick, stop the carriages." The maids turned pale with fright. While instructing the retainers to stop the carriages, they also ordered the coachman to avoid them.

The retainers did not have enough manpower and could only stop one carriage. The other carriage knocked down two of the coachmen and the sedan instantly flipped over.

The remaining two coachmen and maids instinctively tried to save themselves. They jumped to the side to avoid the collision. The scene instantly became chaotic.

After a short period of chaos, the two carriages continued to run. Only then did the maids anxiously climb up and run to the sedan to check.

"Second Miss, Second Miss, are you alright?"

No one answered.

The maids' heart sank. She suddenly opened the curtain of the sedan and was stunned. After a few seconds, she screamed, "Second Miss is missing!!"

The sedan was empty.

…

In a small courtyard in the inner city.

Zhang Yuying knew that she had been kidnapped, although she did not know by whom.

She had been awake for a while. After relieving the initial headache, her heart was in a state of fear.

As the concubine's daughter of the Wei-Wu Marquis, her daily treatment was only slightly worse than that of the first wife's daughter. Her father and mistress loved her dearly. She was both her elder sister and cousin's first wife's daughter and had a very good relationship with her.

She lived a luxurious life and had been pampered since birth. When had she ever encountered such a thing?

The surroundings were silent. Her hands and feet were tied and her mouth was stuffed with cloth. She was extremely afraid.

"Clang!"

Outside the courtyard, the sound of a door opening could be heard, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Zhang Yuying's heart instantly jumped. Fear exploded in her heart. She did not know what she was about to face, but it was definitely not good.

"Heh." The footsteps stopped outside the room. Someone chuckled and said with a lewd smile, "This woman is really beautiful. I just secretly checked her goods. Her breasts are big and soft. It's really comfortable."

"You're really cheap …" The other person said, then paused and added, "You actually didn't call me along."

Zhang Yuying was embarrassed and angry. Tears welled up in her eyes.

The two figures continued to talk.

"She's still a virgin."

"Nonsense. This second daughter of the Wei-Wu Marquis is still unmarried."

Zhang Yuying was shocked. They know who I am. They know that my father is the Wei-Wu Marquis. How dare they kidnap me?

This meant that the mastermind behind this was not an ordinary person.

"How do you think Young Master Zhou will deal with this woman? Although she's an excellent beauty, it doesn't seem safe to keep her."

"Heh, you think too much. Young Master Zhou will at most play for a while. When he's tired of her, he will strangle her and bury her in this courtyard. Who knows? "

"When Young Master Zhou is tired of her, let's drink a few mouthfuls of soup. This woman has delicate skin and tender flesh. She's much prettier than the women in the brothel."

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

"He's the son of the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Let's go drink."

"That's not good, right?"

"It's almost dusk. Let's buy some wine and come back."

The footsteps faded away, followed by the sound of the courtyard door closing. The two seemed to have gone out to drink.

Young Master Zhou? The son of the Assistant Minister of Revenue?

The image of a wealthy young master flashed in Zhang Yuying's mind. She remembered what happened during the Lantern Festival last year.

He still couldn't forget me …

Tired of playing … Drink a mouthful of soup … Murder and bury in the courtyard to destroy the evidence … The young lady who had been carefully cared for in a wealthy family was so frightened that her entire body trembled and tears flowed out of her eyes.

"Wu wu …" She struggled to make a sound while twisting her limbs in an attempt to break free from the bindings.

Suddenly, she realized that the rope on her wrists had loosened a little.

Zhang Yuying immediately froze and then quieted down. She no longer made a sound, but her hands were twisting hard.

After an unknown amount of time, the tender skin on her wrists had been rubbed until it broke and burned with pain. She finally broke free from the bindings.

She immediately sat up and untied the rope on her feet. She tiptoed to the door of the room and listened patiently for a moment. After making sure that there was no one in the courtyard, she carefully walked into the courtyard.

After looking around for a while, she gritted her teeth and ran at a speed that she had never run in her life. She rushed to the courtyard door and pulled open the bolt.

The door didn't open. It was locked from the outside.

"Wu …" Miss Zhang let out a cry of despair.

…

On the street opposite the courtyard, Xu Qi 'an held a bowl of noodles in his hands. Xu Xinnian stood beside him.

"Your dirty talk is pretty good." Xu Dalang provoked Erlang out of habit.

Erlang ignored him and gazed at the gate of the courtyard. "Will she not be able to come out? Why did you lock the courtyard door? "

"A strong desire to live will stimulate a person's potential. Believe me, she will come out." Xu Qi 'an sucked in a mouthful of noodles and explained in a low voice, "If the door isn't locked, the traces will be too obvious."

This small courtyard was a private residence that Zhou Li had bought outside. There was a beautiful woman living in the residence. Now, that woman, the servants in the courtyard, and the gatekeeper — a total of four people — were all locked in the mirror by Xu Qi 'an.

That small jade mirror could hold objects and living beings. Xu Qi 'an had tested it on the servants in his house.

If it weren't for that mirror, the plan to kidnap Miss Zhang would have been extremely difficult. They might even have gone for wool and come home shorn.

At this time, the two of them saw a head pop out from the side of the wall. Zhang Yuying, with her messy hair, poked her head out.

After looking carefully 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 onto the wall, she escaped to the street by jumping.

As a young lady of a wealthy family, it was a great injustice for her to do this.

They went out to buy wine and would return at dusk … She looked at the setting sun and knew that she was not truly safe yet.

Perhaps they would catch up to her before she could run far. Perhaps they would run into each other in a few more steps.

At this time, a group of Imperial Saber Guards wearing armor passed by.

Zhang Yuying, who was afraid of encountering kidnappers on the road or being caught by them, seemed to see her savior and went up to them in tears.

Before the Imperial Saber Guards drew their sabers, she screamed, "I am the daughter of the Marquis of Might Wu. I have been kidnapped. Hurry and save me."

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

The surrounding commoners stopped to watch. The leader of the Imperial Saber Guards asked, "Who kidnapped you?"

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

Dong, dong, dong … The drums of the curfew sounded at the same time.

Xu Qi 'an put the bowl on the side of the street and said, "Let's go and find an inn to rest. We'll go home tomorrow and wait for news."