Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 498 Send you to heaven

  When they arrived at Shanhaiguan, the guards at Shanhaiguan almost had no time to respond to the arrival of such a group of people.

   But Fang Jifan didn't care, he found a remote school ground, which was originally an empty camp.

   Then, he began to explain his plan to Shen Ao and others over and over again.

  Shen Ao half-understood what he heard, but... time was running out.

  Fang Jifan felt that it was a great deal of face for him to personally send them to Shanhaiguan.

   After all, I have to go home to nurse my baby.

"There are a lot of things, you just have to keep them in mind, and you don't need to understand them. You just need to know that someone will send you to heaven. Don't be afraid. You won't die so easily. Before you go to heaven, you should wear thicker clothes. You must wear them at dawn. Arrive at the predetermined location. This time point is when people are most tired. You are only between two sticks of incense at most. remember…"

  Fang Jifan stared at Shen Ao, and said very cautiously: "Don't claim the title of teacher."

   "..."

Then, Fang Jifan patiently explained: "The Tatar man has suffered from your uncle, and I think you already know the name of the master when you come to Tatar, so if you report the name of the master, you may die faster, and you will die sooner." It's worse."

   "Master, please don't worry." Shen Ao was silent for a moment, and then said: "Students would rather be broken than whole. Once it comes to an emergency, they will make a decision for themselves."

  Fang Jifan shook his head and said: "Master has a good plan, you take this, if you are captured by the Tatars, you follow this, don't worry, you won't die if you keep it."

   As he spoke, Fang Jifan took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Ao.

  Shen Ao looked surprised, he didn't expect the master to have so many ways, he took the note, opened it, and read the words completely incomprehensible: "Su Lede... Dasangpai... Shigong... What is this?"

   "You don't have to worry about it, just keep it in your arms and use it at critical moments."

  Shen Ao felt emotional in his heart, he was a little nervous, but seeing his master smiling at him, he felt a little heroic in his heart.

   Then, Shen Ao said proudly: "The student must try his best to bring him back, so please rest assured, Master."

   "Okay, let's go."

  In the camp, a large balloon is being inflated.

   This balloon is made of shark skin.

  Shark skin is elastic. After treatment, it is very light and thin, with excellent airtightness and tough texture. It is difficult for ordinary weapons to penetrate even long-range bows and arrows.

  Because of its airtightness, many swimmers in later generations like to use swimsuits made of shark skin, and if it is used as a balloon, it can better store gas, prevent heat loss and reduce heat consumption.

  Yang Biao used to be a refugee. Because he was young and smart, he gradually emerged in Xishan. At the beginning, he made hot air balloons, but they were only used for sightseeing. After all, the appearance of any new gadget can bring a new boom to Xishan farmhouse music.

  Yang Biao is mainly responsible for guiding tourists to the hot air balloon and taking them around in the sky, so he has been practicing for more than half a month for this purpose.

   He already knows this hot air balloon like the back of his hand.

When the hot air balloon inflated, it gradually began to float up. Under the hot air balloon was a kerosene tank, which was filled with whale oil. The refined whale oil was extremely combustible and could be Provide round-trip cruising for tens of miles.

  Of course...all of this...just an idea.

  Seeing that the shriveled balloon is getting more and more bulging, and it has begun to vacate, and the kerosene tank is burning, and it is constantly steaming.

  Below it, there is a rattan basket, which is not small and can accommodate four or five people. It also contains a lot of kerosene cans, and even prepared gunpowder and food.

  Yang Biao quickly turned over and got into the rattan basket, and began to call for Shen Ao to come up.

   But looking at such a novelty, Shen Ao was almost scared to pee.

  This...this is...

  He suddenly understood what Shigong just said... what it meant.

  Although there was a lot of energy in his heart, his face turned blue, but he turned over into the rattan basket without hesitation.

  Yang Biao took out the dagger familiarly and cut the cable directly.

  Originally the cable was pulled, and although the balloon wanted to fly, it was pulled, but as soon as the cable was broken, the whole balloon began to let itself fly and rise slowly.

  Fang Jifan stood under the balloon, waved to Shen Ao in the rattan basket, and said, "I want to come back alive, Master loves you, Master will wait for you here!"

   "..."

Fang Jifan's words, Shen Ao couldn't hear clearly, he just felt that the sky was spinning, he had already risen into the sky, and in the midair, the wind was blowing so hard that he felt his eardrums hurt a little, when he wanted to go down When looking at it, he saw that there was only a small dot left of the master under his feet, and then he saw that the mountains, passes and rivers were getting smaller and smaller. A shiver, because it is really cold, very cold.

  Yang Biao honestly gave him a blanket and said, "Young Master Shen, don't be afraid, you won't be cold if you wear this blanket."

  Shen Ao's teeth were already trembling, he quickly took the blanket to wrap himself up, curled up in the basket, and suddenly thought of something!

  I am a little afraid of heights.

   "I... we won't fall, will we fall, will we be smashed to pieces?"

  Yang Biao is a very honest person. He thought for a while, holding a compass in his hand, and began to identify the direction, while saying: "It is possible."

   "..." Shen Ao wanted to cry, but he managed to maintain his ability to think, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "But...but are we just floating in the air like this?"

   "It's not."

In the whistling wind, Yang Biao calmly looked at the compass while holding a map and said: "In this sky, there are different airflow layers, and the wind blows in different directions in each airflow layer, so we have to reach the designated place. The location is very simple, you just need to find the direction first, and then reach the airflow layer in this wind direction. For example, now, um... our position is wrong, we should go higher.

   After finishing speaking, he began to fiddle with the valve of the kerosene tank.

  The flames of the kerosene tank jumped up suddenly, and Shen Ao screamed in shock, feeling that his body was constantly climbing higher.

Yang Biao looked at the compass with ease, and after reaching a certain height, Yang Biao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, this time the direction is right, Mr. Engong is really amazing, what he said is indeed right at all, and it is true that there is a difference between different air currents." The direction of the wind is different, very good, now... let me see..." Holding up the binoculars, Yang Biao poked his head out in the strong wind and began to look down: "Yanshan Mountain is below, um, not bad... This is the first time in such a It’s really scary to see such a view from a high place.”

   "What?" Shen Ao, who was curled up in the rattan basket, became excited: "It's your first... first time to fly so high?"

   "That's right!" Yang Biao said honestly: "I have been studying for more than half a month, except that I have been on a balloon twice, and the two times I flew very low..."

  Shen Ao said with a mournful face, "Your heart is really big."

  Yang Biao smiled and said, "My name is Yang Biao, and everyone calls me Biaozi."

   "..."

Yang Biao said eloquently: "If I am not Biaozi, Engong will entrust me with such an important task? Do you know..." Yang Biao said proudly: "Engong said that the most important thing for him is to go up and down Xishan Mountain. It's me, I'm the person that benefactor values ​​most."

Having said that, he scratched his head, trying to recall Engong's original words: "Yes, what Engong said is that I am the softest part of his heart, which means the heart and soul. I am in Xishan, Meng Engong Rong, life is going well. My wife already has a baby in her stomach, so I am not afraid of death. I am willing to die for my benefactor. My son can read, and in the future he will be a gentleman like Mr. Shen."

  Uh, this... sounds familiar.

Trembling, Shen Ao got up with the help of the basket, and saw that the sea below had gradually disappeared, leaving only the barren pasture, he was so cold that the blanket on his body was floating quickly, and said in his mouth: "Later, what go down?"

   "Don't be afraid, benefactor has already taught me how to get down."

  Shen Ao groaned, feeling powerless, his legs were still a little soft, as if stepping on cotton: "We should be the first to go to heaven."

  Yang Biao said: "I don't want these, are you hungry? I have jerky and pork here."

   "..."

  …

  Fang Jifan waited for a long time after the disappeared balloon flew away before returning to the camp and waiting here.

  Going back and forth for dozens of miles, I think I can get news soon, at most it will be tomorrow... Tomorrow should have news.

   But Fang Jifan was a little uncertain about whether he could save people.

  But it doesn’t matter, it’s up to people, it’s better to have a way than to have no way.

  Life is like this, always full of countless surprises and accidents.

   Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion when he thought of this.

  ...

  In the palace, Xiao Jing hurriedly walked from the Supervisor of Rituals to the direction of Renshou Palace, holding the urgent note sent by Dongchang in his hand, and hurriedly walked.

problem occurs.

   No, in theory, nothing happened.

   It's just... maybe something went wrong.

  He walked quickly to Renshou Palace, where Emperor Hongzhi and his sons and daughters were waiting in their clothes.

  Even though the Empress Dowager woke up, her complexion was still terrible and she couldn't speak. Emperor Hongzhi personally fed a bowl of fish porridge, but the imperial doctors were still not very optimistic about it.

   This is a heart disease. How can a person of such an age bear such a blow, and continue like this... Nine out of ten...

   "Your Majesty." Xiao Jing stepped forward.

  Emperor Hongzhi's face was pale, he hadn't slept all night, his body was extremely weak, he looked up at Xiao Jing wearily.

  Xiao Jingdao: "Your Majesty, there is Dongchang Jizhuo at Xishan."

  Emperor Hongzhi didn't care about this. If there was anything worth playing in Xishan, even if there was something to play, at this juncture, I really didn't have the time to pay attention to it.

  (end of this chapter)