Chapter 155 The Cruel Child
The next morning, Yu Chaosheng announced the establishment of an arsenal on the parade ground.

It’s not realistic to always rely on my mall to buy weapons, after all, I will need to recruit soldiers in the future.

The grain has been harvested now, and we just have to wait for the next crop to be planted so that the arsenal can start production.

The main work in the arsenal is iron forging and assembling weapons. Anyone with some strength can enter the factory.

At the same time, Jiang Qinghe received news from Chen Qingzhi.

He wanted to meet the young prince.

Jiang Qinghe, who had just arrived home, had to go out and rush to Taoyuan Village immediately.

When Pan Yingying heard that it was Chen Qingzhi, she couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyebrows, "This God of War General is still alive?"

Jiang Qinghe raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and bent his back, "...Yes."

Somehow, I didn't feel the pressure when facing the young prince, but I felt it from the princess.

He discussed this with Xiao Shan privately, and the other party felt the same way.

The two were puzzled and finally could only attribute it to Zhao's good upbringing.

Yu Chaosheng and Pan Yingying looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

"Let's meet." Yu Chaosheng said.

Chen Qingzhi and the former crown prince Xiao Fengyi were good friends. After Chen Qingzhi's accident, something bad happened in the Eastern Palace within just one year.

If you say there is no connection between them, no one will believe it.

Fortunately, this great war general is still alive, and they still have a chance to know the truth.

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Chen Qingzhi came to Taoyuan Village in such an inconspicuous green-shed horse-drawn carriage.

When he arrived, every household in the village was preparing lunch.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, and many families had cooked meat dishes.

The servant handed the sign to Mr. Qi, who was in charge of guarding the gate today.

Old Master Qi checked the nameplate over and over again, making sure that it was indeed him from Ningyuan City. He then carefully checked his identity information before opening the iron gate and letting him in.

Zhang Si, who was driving the carriage, was a little unhappy. It was just a small village, but it was in such a mess that they had to interrogate so many people.

But since his master had no objection, he, as a subordinate, naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Just as the carriage was about to head towards the road, the old ladies who were playing mahjong in the security room started shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Hey! That young man driving the carriage! Carriages are not allowed on the road!"

Zhang Si turned his head and pointed at himself.

The old ladies nodded and pointed to another dirt road. "Yes, yes, yes! I mean you! The carriage has to go to the side. The curb is too hard and will hurt the horse's hooves!"

Zhang Si scratched his head. Even though he felt disdainful, he did not dare to argue with the old ladies. He could only drive the carriage onto the dirt road.

"Third Master, Taoyuan Village is going too far!" Zhang Si endured it again and again, and complained in a place where no one was around.

What's the point of saying the curb is too hard and will hit the horse's hooves? He is just looking down on others! Deliberate bullying!

There was no movement in the carriage for a long time. After a while, only a leisurely sentence was heard, "Life in Taoyuan Village is really good. So many families can eat meat."

Zhang Si: ...

We've been together for so long and you've been sniffing what other people are eating?
Chaoxinyuan is in the center of the village and requires passing by the school.

When the carriage arrived near the school, we heard the school bell ringing.

The children, wearing new school uniforms, carrying backpacks, and pushing their own scooters, rushed out of the school. "My mother told me to go home early to eat meat, so I won't go to your house to do my homework!"

"Okay! My mother made some rice cakes. I'll bring you two pieces this afternoon."

"Then I'll bring you bread!"

The children were chatting and laughing, the younger ones riding scooters and the older ones just riding skateboards, they passed by the carriage like a gust of wind, leaving behind some strange remarks like "It's so annoying, it's time for another monthly exam" and "If I fail again, my dad will definitely break my legs".

Zhang Si was confused by what he heard and wanted to ask the master of the house, but he felt that the time was not right.

When the children had almost walked away, Zhang Si urged his horse forward again.

There were a few little girls walking in front, reciting poems as they walked. They were majestic frontier poems.

Zhang Si had not read much and did not quite understand what was said, but Chen Qianzhi, who was in the carriage, was shocked by what he heard.

He quietly opened the curtain a little and found that it was indeed the little girl who recited the poem.

One of them was playing with a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing.

The girl next to her was riding a skateboard and carrying a long gun on her shoulder.

"Sister Chun'er, you must be first in this monthly exam again, right?" the youngest girl spoke crisply.

She had two buns on her hair, and her light red backpack was embroidered with two cute little ducks, and there was a delicate little slingshot tied to the backpack strap.

The little girl she asked was not much older than her and looked very calm.

"I don't know either, but I will try my best." The girl being questioned paused and looked at the one playing with the dagger. "My aunt said that the prize for the first place in this monthly exam is a new hidden weapon. Cousin Xue'er should get first place."

Another little girl wearing the same pearl flower as her obviously disagreed with her words, "Sister, I am also interested in the new hidden weapon. The first place this time must be me."

Zhang Si: ...

numb.

Aren't they just a few ordinary little girls? Why are their words so scary?
And what kind of school is this? The prize for first place in the exam is a hidden weapon?

"Oh! There are birds pecking at the sweet potatoes!" The little girl with double-breasted hair suddenly exclaimed.

Before she finished her words, she had already pulled out the slingshot from her backpack, took out a small stone from the pocket of her school uniform, and shot it at a spot on the ground next to her.

Zhang Si had sharp eyes and saw that the little girl actually shot a fat sparrow.

The girl carrying a spear quickly went to the field and picked up the sparrow.

"I'm going to give this bird to my cousin Tyrant so that he can come out and play with us next time."

The two maids smiled so hard that their eyes narrowed.

Zhang Si trembled, such accuracy and such strength.

This is a little monster!
He couldn't possibly be so accurate with a slingshot, and he saw clearly that the sparrow's neck was broken.

Chen Qingzhi was extremely curious and asked Zhang Si to stop the carriage.

"Little girls, please wait a moment." Chen Qingzhi spoke, causing several little girls to look back curiously.

The five people stared at him and Zhang Si, and the youngest maid even exclaimed "Huh?"

Chen Qingzhi thought she was afraid of his mask. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the little girl lower her voice and say to the others, "This mask looks great. Let's take it out during the Ghost Festival."

Chen Qingzhi: ...

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was praising him or scolding him.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" the calmest girl asked doubtfully.

Chen Qingzhi nodded and said, "I want to ask you for directions. How do I get to Chaoxinyuan?"

(End of this chapter)