klisemfg Chapter 199: Tang Clan in Shu (2)
Chapter 199: Tang Clan in Shu (2)
Lingnan, Wen family.
That afternoon, after meeting his two uncles, Wen Yanzhao went straight to the bedroom where Wen Lin was.
When Wen Lin saw his precious grandson coming back, he couldn't stop smiling.
He pulled Wen Yanzhao over to sit at the table and began to ask about his well-being:
"Zhao'er, you've had a hard time on this trip. Grandpa, look how much thinner you've become!"
"Tonight I'll have A Lie go to the city and buy you some pufferfish. It just so happens that your uncle recently caught a few ten-year-old bamboo green snakeheads from the bamboo forest. These bamboo green snakeheads haven't come into contact with Confucian immortals, so they're extremely poisonous!"
"Let your Uncle Ping stew the puffer fish and bamboo greens to nourish you!"
Wen Yanzhao scratched his head and smiled mischievously: "Grandpa, there's no need to go through so much trouble!"
"I see Uncle Ping has a large box of poison. I'll go get some and eat it later."
Wen Lin waved his hand and said, "No way, I don't even want his stuff. It might be effective against ordinary people!"
"My grandson doesn't want to eat his shoddy food. Listen to grandpa and have a good meal at home tonight."
Wen Yanzhao had no choice but to nod in agreement, then took out a stack of somewhat old papers from his arms.
"Grandpa, this is the medicine man-making technique that Medicine King Xin Baicao gave to Zhao'er. Now Zhao'er is handing it over to Grandpa for safekeeping!"
"I'm sure Grandpa has heard about what happened in the four southwestern states. Zhao'er was pressed for time and didn't have time to report to you."
Wen Lin stared at the stack of papers in Wen Yanzhao's hand, took it with trembling hands, and then began to flip through it impatiently.
"The art of making medicine, the art of making medicine! This... this really is the art of making medicine! My dear grandson, grandpa was not wrong about you!"
"With this technique of making people out of poison, my Wen family no longer needs to fear the old emperor..."
Wen Yanzhao leaned back in his chair and said with a smile:
"Even if we don't have the art of poisoning people, our Wen family doesn't have to be afraid of the imperial court. With Zhao'er here, even if Xiao Chongjing wants to touch us, he'll have to think about his own life!"
Wen Lin put away his medicine man technique, stroked his beard and smiled:
"Zhao'er is right. Tell me about what you did in the four southwestern states this time. The Confucian Immortal asked me about you a few days ago, but I didn't dare to tell him too much."
Wen Yanzhao did not hide anything and told Wen Lin everything about how he instigated Gu Jianmen from the Gu family in Chaisang City to massacre the local prefect, and how he used the same method to massacre all the prefectures in the other three states.
At the same time, he also explained in detail how Baili Luochen and his son collected tens of millions of taels of tax silver and transported it back to Qiandong City.
After hearing this, Wen Lin clapped his hands and sighed:
"My dear son, if your spirit in heaven could see how successful Zhao'er has become, you would rest in peace!"
"Zhao'er, where did you learn these tricks of subterfuge? After listening to them, Grandpa just wants to thank you on behalf of my old in-laws..."
Wen Yanzhao smiled proudly:
"Actually, this is forced by the situation. Otherwise, with my skills, I would have just rushed over and unleashed a poisonous roar that would spread a hundred miles. Whether it was the government office or the military camp in the prefecture, county, or city, they would all have been reduced to bones!"
"But if I really do this, I have no legitimate reason to do so, and I will be accused of killing innocent people."
"By provoking the prominent families and then using their names to eliminate the notorious local corrupt officials, we can win over the people and also earn some prestige for the Marquis of Zhenxi. When the time comes to rebuild Beili, it will benefit all of us!"
Wen Lin was a little dazed for a moment. After listening to Wen Yanzhao's words, he couldn't help but re-examine this grandson from the bottom of his heart.
With such a long-term vision at such a young age, he will surely achieve achievements that ordinary people cannot achieve in the future.
The Lingnan Wen family, a small family in the martial arts world famous for its poison but with a small population, can also stand proudly in the world!
"Good! Zhao'er, what you said is quite true to the style of a real man who knows what to do and what not to do!"
Wen Lin blurted out, looking at Wen Yanzhao in front of him with pride and relief from the bottom of his heart.
Wen Yanzhao poured Wen Lin a cup of ginseng tea and chuckled, "It's all thanks to Grandpa's good teaching!"
Wen Lin tapped the teacup lightly and asked with a burning gaze:
"So what are you going to do next? I'm sure the Emperor of Apocalypse City must be on pins and needles after hearing this!"
Wen Yanzhao nodded and said:
"Probably, but we don't need to worry about him!"
"Since we have already mastered the art of making people out of medicine, Grandpa, just go ahead and experiment. Once we have fully mastered the art, we will join forces with the Marquis of Zhenxi!"
"By then, even if we march all the way north, Emperor Tai'an will have no choice but to surrender!"
Wen Lin frowned immediately after hearing this:
"Combine the troops? You mean... let Grandpa mass-produce medicine men? But these soldiers require living people. Where can Grandpa find so many living people?"
Wen Yanzhao raised his hand and pointed out the window:
"When I came back, I took a look from the sky above Lingnan and found that there were a lot more troops stationed there than usual, and..."
Wen Lin was startled, and obviously heard the hidden meaning in Wen Yanzhao's words, so he asked:
"And what? Zhao'er wants to say is that General Su strengthened the defense of Lingnan?"
Wen Yanzhao's eyes were stern:
"Yes, it seems that Grandpa has already discovered it. He must have received an order from Emperor Tai'an, so he strengthened the defense of Lingnan!"
"Fifteen miles northeast of our Wen family, there are one or two large camps. One is composed of archers, and the other is composed of cavalry. The two camps combined have over ten thousand people!"
Wen Lin nodded and said, "That's right. I realized long before you came back last time that they were heading for the Wen family!"
Wen Yanzhao smiled:
"You're just in time! This is the perfect test subject for Grandpa to use as a medicine man. In a few days, I'll go to the poison testing conference with my uncle. When Zhao'er comes back, we'll start testing the medicine man technique!"
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At night, Wen Yanzhao looked at the big pot of puffer fish stewed with bamboo leaf greens (the kind without the internal organs removed...) on the table, and his scalp tingled!
It’s not that he is afraid of the poison, but the material Wen Buping used this time is a bit harsh.
Arsenic soup, peacock gall as the base, instant fragrance as the thickener... Add to that the ferocious bamboo leaf green and the stewed puffer fish, Wen Yanzhao looked at it and felt a little nauseous!
"Eat, Zhao'er, why are you standing there? Second Uncle spent two hours stewing this for you!"
Wen Buping looked at Wen Yanzhao expectantly, waiting for him to pick up his chopsticks, and then praised him, "Second Uncle's cooking skills are still so good!"
Wen Yanzhao hesitantly picked up a piece of snake meat and tentatively put it into his mouth...
"Hey? Don't tell me, don't tell me! Second uncle's cooking skills are still so great!"
After the snake meat went into his stomach, Wen Yanzhao's mouth was filled with fragrance and he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and he couldn't help but burst into praise!
When Wen Buping heard this, he was immediately overjoyed:
"Good nephew, as long as you like it! From now on, your uncle will stew it for you every day!"
Wen Hujiu elbowed Wen Buping at this moment:
"Idiot! I only caught three of these ten-year-old bamboo pit vipers after searching the entire bamboo forest, and you're stewing them every day? Are you trying to tire me out?!"
Wen Lin pursed his lips, trying not to laugh as he looked at his children and grandchildren sitting at the table.
Under the watchful eyes of his grandfather and two uncles, Wen Yanzhao did not hesitate and finished the pot of poisonous snake stew in no time.
"Burp~ I'm full!"
Wen Yanzhao burped loudly and felt extremely satisfied as he touched his round belly.
He warmed the pot of wine and ate the rice in the bowl and said:
"Eat well and rest early. The three of us will set off early tomorrow morning!"
Wen Yanzhao tilted his head and asked:
"Where are you going, uncle?"
He put down his chopsticks after warming the pot of wine, and said with a curled lip:
"Of course, we're going to the Tang Clan in Shuzhong to teach those guys a lesson!"
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