: The Untouchable

"Play you?" Cao Qiaomu casually put a red hook on Tan Zong's first test paper, then put the red pen in his hand, then turned his head to look at the angry Tan Zong, with a look of a stroll in the garden. However, there was a smile on his face, which made Tan Zong want to beat him with his fist now.

At this time, Tan Zong was holding the paper in one hand, and on the other side kept pointing the words on the topic with his fingers, as if he wanted to poke the paper directly. However, compared with the force on his fingers, Tan Zong's tone seemed even more angry, and he almost roared these words: "Improved gunpowder! Do you think I, a scholar who has only read a few books, can do this thing? Do you think I am Bai Xiaotong, an intelligence dealer passed down from generation to generation in the world!"

While Tan Zong kept venting his anger through explosive body language, he kept using various slander to cover up his guilt in his heart. This gossip-like way of speaking can give him an inexplicable sense of security, even if this sense of security is only temporary.

Tan Zong had to admit that the playful smile on Cao Qiaomu's face now made him feel palpitations. Although it was an unconventional method, it was precisely because of the unconventional method that Tan Zong had a subconscious fear! Tan Zong was always worried that the omnipresent supervisory office in front of him would discover his identity as a time traveler.

In fact, even Tan Zong himself didn't know why he had such a strange idea, but this kind of worry has always existed in his heart. Although he usually hides this kind of worry, he doesn't know why, when he faces Cao Qiaomu, this kind of worry and fear will emerge for no reason.

Cao Qiaomu's playful expression was like a viper who was waiting for him and was about to attack with all his strength. He always made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to turn around and run away.

"You really don't know?" Cao Qiaomu suddenly asked again.

"I don't know!" Tan Zong said with his neck tampered and seemed to be tough.

In fact, after answering Cao Qiaomu's words, Tan Zong felt much more guilty. After all, anyone who has read books in the future can basically understand the so-called black gunpowder formula of "one sulfur, two nitrogen and three charcoal". Now he is holding his neck and insisting on saying that he doesn't know. How could Tan Zong not feel guilty for him?

Originally, telling a small lie did not have any problems for a mature civil servant who had been in society for many years, especially those who had worked in government agencies for many years. But it was still the key. When facing Cao Qiaomu, Tan Zong was always unconfident and only felt guilty.

"Oh, I don't know." Cao Qiaomu seemed to believe Tan Zong's words, nodded, and turned around. This matter seemed to be revealed. But before Tan Zong could breathe a sigh of relief, Cao Qiaomu suddenly turned his head and said, "This topic should be mentioned by the girl Yuzhao. If you don't write a word, then I will be in great trouble as the recommender. In this way, just write one sulfur, two nitrile, and three charcoal. Although this black gunpowder prescription was used by our Dashunchao when it was founded, it is better to write it than not."

After saying that, Cao Qiaomu talked to Tan Zong again, as if he was afraid that Tan Zong would not know how to write it. His meticulous appearance looked the same as the teacher who taught students to read.

But Tan Zong quickly sat down, responded timidly, and wrote these words on the paper in fear. Cao Qiaomu's seemingly casual words were like a thunderbolt hitting his heart, making him dizzy.

It's okay to forget that seven-character formula, after all, this thing itself is an ancient invented type. As one of the major leaders of the Supervision Office, Cao Qiaomu knew it. The key is the term black gunpowder, which is a patent in later generations. It was specially designed to distinguish the yellow gunpowder with amazing firepower later.

However, how could such a ranking that appeared in the 20th century appear in this Dashun Dynasty?

Tan Zong couldn't figure out the details, and he didn't dare to think about it. After all, there were shadows of later generations in many places in the Dashun Dynasty, but it was always limited by the industrial level in terms of technology. As far as Tan Zong knew, the Dashun Dynasty was concerned, it was only beginning to have preliminary water conservancy machinery, and it was still a distance from "electrification".

With such distracting thoughts, Tan Zong began to complete the first test paper. The existence of distracting thoughts made Tan Zong very restless. Fortunately, Cao Qiaomu did not limit the time this time, but let Tan Zong do it. When Tan Zong finished the first test paper with fear, the sun began to fall, and it was obvious that a lot of time had passed.

He carefully completed the first question of the second test paper. Tan Zong looked at the seven words below the second question and felt that he didn't know how to start.

Cao Qiaomu said earlier that this should be the question given by Princess Yuzhao. If Tan Zong wants to take this step he expected, according to Cao Qiaomu's original words, he must satisfy Princess Yuzhao himself. Obviously, these two questions are Princess Yuzhao's test questions.

However, although it is rumored that she is a guest minister in the Ministry of Works, she is not studying gunpowder, which is life-threatening thing, right?

Thinking of this, a scene emerged in his mind: a woman who couldn't see clearly, wearing a gorgeous palace outfit, was wearing a large number of bottles and jars in front of her. In an experimental instrument assembled with countless glass instruments, the purple-black liquid kept boiling under the burning of the flames, emitting a disgusting smell!

Tan Zong was thinking about the horror, but suddenly something fell from the sky and smashed it directly on Tan Zong's test paper, pulling Tan Zong back from the nightmare.

"What is this?" After gasping for a few breaths, Tan Zong looked at the booklet on the test paper in a panic and looked up and asked Cao Qiaomu who was walking slowly.

The booklet is not big, it is just a little bigger than a palm, and the cover is very simple and unpretentious. There are no yin and yang inscriptions and no complicated patterns. Only three words are printed from left to right on the top: Inhuman Record.

Cao Qiaomu walked over at this time, then sat opposite Tan Zong, and said casually: "Come open and take a look."

Tan Zong looked up at Cao Qiaomu, and glanced at "The Legend of the Ingenious" on the table. For some reason, Tan Zong subconsciously felt that this ordinary thing would be very hot, and once it was touched, it would be a layer of skin. Especially for the word "The Legend of Ingenious", Tan Zong felt a little scared every time he looked at it.

"Why, don't you dare to turn it over?" Cao Qiaomu was expressionless at this time, and he looked like he was sitting upright.

Seeing that Tan Zong still didn't dare to take action, Cao Qiaomu picked up "The Legend of the World", turned the first page on his own, and then said seriously: "Since you don't dare to read it, I will read it to you."

After saying that, Cao Qiaomu began to say word by word: "Jiang Xianyun, also known as Wushan, is from the Republic of China. He was originally from Dapingtang Township, Xintian County, Hunan Province. He joined the Communist Party of China in 1921 with Mao Zedong's introduction (Note 1). He entered the first phase of the Whampoa Military Academy in 1924 and died in the Northern Expedition in 1927. During his studies in Huangpu, he was known as the three heroes of Huangpu together with He Zhonghan and Chen Geng. He was temporarily appointed as the battalion commander of the Sun Yat-sen Guarding Battalion, a revolutionary in the Republic of China. Later, he appeared at the end of the Sui Dynasty..."

Tan Zong didn't listen to a word after Cao Qiaomu, because the information in front was enough to completely paralyze him.

About half a month ago, he had heard of the name Jiang Xianyun in his wife and concubines at home. It was just a pseudonym for Emperor Taizu of the Dashun Dynasty. He didn't care at that time, and just thought it was the same name. However, when Cao Qiaomu seriously expressed Jiang Xianyun's alias, ancestral home, and even his experience, Tan Zong was completely confused.

"Stop, stop talking, stop talking!" Tan Zong almost said it with a roaring voice, the sound was so loud that everyone in the inn could hear it. Chen Yang and others who had been in charge of guards outside couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, just like Chen Yang. Yan Jin and other guards who were close to Tan Zong almost subconsciously wanted to walk to the backyard. Just as he moved his steps, he remembered what Cao Qiaomu had told me when he first came: No matter what happened in the backyard, he was not allowed to go in unless he called someone.

If it were just Cao Qiaomu, these guards didn't matter. However, when Cao Qiaomu spoke, he took out Zhao Yun'an's handwriting and then attached the signature of Zhong Cheng, the deputy commander of the guards' battalion. Even if these guards were hesitant and suspicious, they had to abide by it. Tan Zong originally made his fortune by Zhao Yun'an. Since even Zhao Yun'an wrote ***, these guards naturally could not say anything else.

At this time, after Tan Zong's roar in the backyard, he suddenly turned into a dead silence.

Cao Qiaomu had already put down "The Legend of the World". Faced with the huge outburst of Tan Zong's emotions, Cao Qiaomu's eyes were like the lake water in the deep mountains and valleys, and it was incredible. However, Tan Zong kept gasping, and his red eyes were just staring at the book "The Legend of the World" on the table, which had just opened a page.

"You are not the only one." Cao Qiaomu's opening speech broke the silence in the backyard. His slightly thick voice made people feel relieved when they stopped. Even though he was as excited as Tan Zong, he was gradually calmed down by Cao Qiaomu's voice.

Cao Qiaomu stood up, closed the "Indie Record" gently with both hands, and then put it on Tan Zong's hand, and said in a deep voice: "The Dashun Dynasty has been established for more than 400 years. Including Emperor Taizu, there are 115 people who have been verified in time traveling through Yiren, and you are the 116th. So you, Tan Zong, are not the first in our Dashun Dynasty, and you will definitely not be the last one!"
Chapter completed!