I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"In a place like a factory, poor craftsmen usually live in it. It's dirty and poor. Sun Mingji is a high-ranking factory supervisor. How could he die in such a vulgar place?"

Xue Fengxiang hadn't thought of it before, but when he mentioned it, he seemed to be awakened all of a sudden, and shouted: "Li Shangshu is right, I think there must be something strange about this matter!"

"Fleeing here, wouldn't it be better to seek far away?!"

"Hmph, is there anything strange? It's all buried under the ruins now. Let's go and look forward. Taking advantage of the catastrophe just happened not long ago, we should be able to find some other interesting things."

After Li Yangzheng finished speaking, he continued to move forward.

Not long after, the two came to the outskirts of a factory where Wang Gong's factory sorted gunpowder on weekdays. The fire was still burning here, but there was already a team of officers and soldiers struggling to put out the fire.

Seeing them coming, the guerrilla general of the capital's garrison guard who was in charge of fighting the fire stepped forward and said with a smile: "What kind of wind brought the two ministries here. Are you afraid that if you blow up again, you will lose your life?"

It’s no wonder that the guerrilla generals are so surprised. Generally, when things like this happen, they are the ones who continue to work hard, and those who write the notes in the court, most of them will stay at home and wait for the wind to pass. Then jump out and spray people.

Li Yangzheng clasped his hands and said: "There is nothing to do. Wang Gong's factory is under the Ministry of Industry, and I am the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. Now that such a disaster has happened, I have to show up."

"General Chen, how is the fire going?"

Hearing this, the guerrilla general Chen Rong shrugged and said, "We've been here for more than an hour, and the water we brought is almost used up."

"But this fire..."

He paused, looked back at the burning factory in front of him, reorganized his language, and said hesitantly:

"Let's tell you this, I think this fire is very evil, it can't be put out, and it's getting hotter and hotter! It seems... there is something inside, which is fueling the fire..."

"I know this sounds a little weird, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Yangzheng interrupted suddenly, and said, "It's not strange, not at all strange, on the contrary, I think it's quite normal."

Chen Rong was taken aback when he heard the words, and subconsciously said:

"Why did the Lord Ministry make such a statement?"

Chapter 769 Stone Lacquer Water

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud noise in front of him.

It was the firefighting officers and soldiers who had run out of water, so they mobilized the buckets originally kept by Wang Gong Factory to draw water from them, and wanted to continue to put out the fire.

Unexpectedly, the officers and soldiers carried buckets and poured water on the fire. Not only did the fire not go out, but it seemed to add fuel to the fire, and it sprang up with a "bass".

The officers and soldiers were so frightened that they dropped the buckets and turned around to run away. Even so, many people still had their eyebrows burned off by the sudden fire, and their foreheads were bald.

"Get out of the way!"

"Old Wu, get out of the way!" an officer and soldier shouted.

Old Wu was standing by the side of the carriage, filling water to help put out the fire.

No one expected that when the officers and soldiers threw the buckets, the flames would burn back along the water traces on the ground, leading to the carriage with the buckets, and exploded with a bang.

All of a sudden, the officers and soldiers fighting the fire suffered heavy casualties and wailed.

That old Wu, whose feet were blown off directly, was lying on the ground with blood stains under his body, and it seemed that he would not survive.

The rest of the officers and soldiers were not much better either.

Some people were blown into mild tinnitus, and some people were covered with the strange water that Wang Gong took out, howled and rolled on the ground, and were finally burnt alive.

Xue Fengxiang lived to such an advanced age, and had never seen any scenes, but this was the first time he saw someone being burned to death in front of his eyes.

He took a few steps back and vomited all at once.

After all, Li Yangzheng was a person who often went to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Although he frowned frequently, his expression was quite stable. He stood still, as if he was thinking about something.

Chen Rong was stunned by this sudden situation, and hurriedly stepped forward to direct the situation.

Unexpectedly, the carriages exploded one after another, causing the horses that pulled the carriage to be startled, and they ran wildly, and a horse just bumped into Chen Rong straight away.

After all, he was a body of flesh and blood, so Chen Rong was knocked directly into the fire, splashing on the ground like this, and the armor was also covered with that strange water.

Li Yang was looking at Chen Rong who was directing the firefighting, but died in the fire, his face was slightly moved, and he turned around and said, "Let's go, it's not safe here."

"Let's go back and report General Chen's loyalty to His Majesty."

Xue Fengxiang said: "Don't continue to investigate?"

Li Yangzheng first arranged for the firefighting officers and soldiers to retreat in an orderly manner, and dealt with the wounded before he said to him, "The situation at Wang Gong Factory is uncertain and not safe yet."

"Secondly, we are investigating the case, and only knowing these things is enough."

……

Nanhaizi Palace.

Zhu Youxiao held a blue cat in his arms, stroked the cat gently with one hand, leaned on the seat, and looked out of the palace in a daze.

Everyone knows that Emperor Tianqi has been fond of poultry since he was a child, especially cats. At the beginning of his succession, he added a cat room in the palace, and a dedicated palace man took care of it.

And Wang Chaofu has always been by the emperor's side for several years, so he naturally knows that whenever this master is very irritable, he will hold a ball of blue cats in his arms.

The last time Emperor Tianqi was like this was more than a year ago.

He stood at the side, looked at the palace, and sighed.

The officials of the Ministry of War were reciting the Chosuntang News, but the rumors of success did not seem to make the emperor's expression any better.

The officials from the Ministry of War came out, and the officials from the Ministry of Households went in afterward. The former sighed to Chaofu and said:

"Your Majesty is so preoccupied with the catastrophe of the Wanggong factory that he can't even listen to the North Korean Tang newspaper. The dynasty is getting better and better, but God, he doesn't intend to stop."

Wang Chaofu smiled slightly at the soldier of the Ministry of War, and said:

"The sky is falling, and the emperor will support it."

"We slaves, just take care of the daily life of the master, and you ministers, do your job well and don't make trouble for the master, that's all."

The doctor nodded, turned and left.

Officials from the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Households, and the Ministry of Civil Affairs entered and left one by one. It was not until he heard something that Zhu Youxiao stopped his movements and silently raised his head.

"What did you say?"

"Your Majesty, Chen Rong, the guerrilla general of the Beijing army, was frightened when his horse was fighting the fire at Wanggong Factory, and was thrown into the fire and burned to death...!"

"I implore Your Majesty, Mufeng, to pass on the letter, survey it on the spot, and feel sorry for General Chen and the families of the soldiers who died in the fire."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites bowed to the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

A face suddenly appeared in Zhu Youxiao's mind. This Chen Rong, during the First World War in the Southwest, was just a boss, holding the reins for himself.

He didn't die on the battlefield, but he died in this damn natural disaster!

"What are you investigating? What else is there to investigate? Is Chen Rong feigning death? When will you learn to observe the words and expressions before raising these red tapes!"

Zhu Youxiao's eyes were red, his heart was very sad, and his mood was rarely irritable.

Upon hearing the news, officials from the Ministry of Rituals quickly knelt down on the ground, trembling all over.

After saying this sentence, Zhu Youxiao immediately closed his eyes and eased his emotions. He still looked calm when he opened the next sentence, and said lightly:

"Chen Rong was granted the title of General Zhaoyi, and Yin's son was given the posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous title Zhongxian."

"According to the order."

"Go down."

……

That night, Xue Fengxiang and Li Yangzheng came to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, found a remote cell, and were going to discuss a major issue, that is, the Wang Gong factory disaster case.

Xue Fengxiang took time to go back to the mansion to take a bath, and changed into a refreshing official uniform. He was sitting in the prison at the moment, looking around at the surrounding stone walls, and said:

"Who lived here before?"

"Miao Changqi, a member of the Donglin Party, was handed over from Dongchang to our Ministry of Punishment, but he was executed half a month ago." Li Yangzheng didn't take it seriously, and replied casually, saying:

"Xue Butang, please look, what is this?"

After speaking, he put a bucket of water on the table.

After all, Xue Fengxiang was a minister of the Six Departments of the dynasty, and he was well-informed. As soon as the bucket was placed on the table, he immediately smelled a pungent smell, and when he looked down, he suddenly felt a thunderbolt.

"This is the water that the guards and soldiers carried to put out the fire during the day? Why is there a stream of stone paint floating on it? How can this kind of water be used to put out the fire?"

"The soldiers who put out the fire probably didn't pay close attention. That's why today's disaster happened!"

Seeing that Xue Fengxiang could see what it was, Li Yangzheng sneered, "Although there is a lot of gunpowder stored in Wang Gong Factory, it will not cause such a powerful explosion at all!"

"Stone lacquer water, this kind of thing won't be mixed into Wang Gong's factory for no reason, not to mention, it's still mixed into the wooden barrels used to put out the fire."

"It seems that you thought well before. There are many strange things about this matter. One thing I can be sure of is that someone deliberately set fire to ignite Wang Gong's factory!"

Xue Fengxiang guessed right, but he looked bewildered and murmured:

"Who could it be? The factory supervisor Sun Mingji I saw during the day? Could it be that he went to the factory just to settle the water?"

"No." Li Yangzheng said, "I didn't know why Sun Mingji went to the factory until the ruins were removed, but I think he must know something."

"I think it's either Jiannu's meticulous work, or someone with all-hands-on-the-eyes planned the disaster at Wang Gongchang early in the morning."

"This matter is getting more and more bizarre..." Xue Fengxiang sat down on the ground.

He is not the material to investigate the case. If the Ministry of Industry hadn't been involved this time, he would never have dipped in such a deep muddy water!

7 Chapter Seventy

"Wang Gong Factory was originally located in the southwest corner of the capital. It was a place dedicated to the manufacture of firearms for the royal family, and it was dedicated to supplying gunpowder for the Shenji Camp."

"Your Majesty was probably afraid that if it exploded, it would endanger the safety of the palace, so he ordered Xue Lian, Marquis of Yangwu, to move to the desolate outskirts of Beijing."

"With such precautions, it was foolproof. Who would have thought that something happened today, and a large amount of lacquer water was found in Wang Gong's factory."

While Li Yang was talking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Xue Fengxiang, and asked with a smile: "Xue Butang, did you hear the name?"

Xue Fengxiang didn't listen carefully at all, and was stunned when he heard the words, but didn't say a word.

Li Yangzheng shook his head, "Sun Mingji, the factory supervisor of Wang Gong Factory, is a relative of the current factory owner Wei Zhongxian. Under him, there are more than [-] officials such as Qianshi and factory assistants."

"These officials are the chief craftsmen and craftsmen of each factory, as well as a large number of craftsmen. This year, the imperial court has increased the production of firearms and hired many helpers..."

"Among these helpers, there are quite a few people whose details are unknown."

Xue Fengxiang was overjoyed, "Listen to what Li Shangshu said, can we ask the person in charge of hiring helpers for Wang Gong's factory?"

Li Yangzheng nodded and said:

"This is just one of them. In addition, we have to find out who is responsible for filling these fire fighting buckets during the relocation."

"I have to ask Yangwu Marquis Xue Lian about this matter."

At night, everything is silent.

The palace built in Nanhaizi is very quiet. In the palace, there is a lonely lamp, and Zhu Youxiao is reviewing memorials one by one.

After a while, there were light footsteps outside the hall.

But Wang Chaofu, the steward of Qianqing Palace, tiptoed in, "My lord, regarding the catastrophe at Wang Gong's factory during the daytime, the Ministry of Punishment has something important to report."

Zhu Youjiao was thinking about this matter, and when he heard this, he suddenly regained his spirits, motioned for Xiaoxie to reward Wang Chaofu with a stool, and asked:

"Find out the reason?"

Just as Wang Chaofu sat down, he quickly stood up again, took out the gunpowder report recorded by the Ministry of Industry to Wang Gong's factory, put it on the imperial case, and said:

"The meaning of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is that this matter is man-made, so please take a look at it."

Zhu Youxiao flipped through the report, frowned and said, "According to the report, a large amount of gunpowder was transferred to Liaodong eight days ago to support the Korean battlefield?"

"Yes, the Ministry of Industry has repeatedly calculated and found that the amount of gunpowder stored in the warehouse of Wang Gong Factory before the catastrophe could not have caused such serious consequences."

"Well, this matter does not need to be reported to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and I can probably guess it." Zhu Youxiao threw down the few notebooks he was reading, and said:

"These are all memorials that have just been sent to the palace in Jifu. In other places, people also set fire to riots. The gunpowder depot of the Military Weapons Department in Tongzhou was also ignited, burning down more than 3000 houses."

"From my point of view, the disaster at Wang Gongchang is limited to the capital, and the so-called warnings of changes in the rest of the world are all deliberately done by someone who wants to mess with my Daming."

"His heart can be punished! Ask the Criminal Department to continue the investigation, and investigate with great fanfare..."

Naturally, the criminal department's investigation should be done with great fanfare and attention from all over the world. The reason why Zhu Youxiao acted so high-profile was to use the criminal department to cover up the factory guards.

As for the Jiaoshifu, it is Zhu Youxiao's trump card.