Chapter 101 It turns out that he is like this. Rong Zheng

said it lightly, but Su Mingjue knew that this was Rong Zheng being self-effacing.

Anyone who can tell the direction of the exit just by looking at the direction of a tunnel must be someone who often digs tunnels or has studied this aspect.

I had long heard that Rong Zheng was a rich scholar and knew a lot. Today, when I saw him with my own eyes, I realized that the rumors were not false.

He suppressed his inner surprise and said: "Young master Rong's knowledge is really admirable."

Rong Zheng led him forward. Hearing this, he didn't show much expression and said calmly: "You also have a lot of knowledge, and I can't compare to you." ."

Su Mingjue looked embarrassed when he heard this. Those things he had were just based on the few books he had read for more than ten years. They could not be compared with a serious scholar like him.

He said with a sneer: "Master Rong, you are complimenting me."

Rong Zheng smiled and said: "I never tell lies. I never found the Mediterranean Sea you mentioned last time. I have always wanted to ask you where it is." Su Mingjue

of the Mediterranean Sea

was stunned when he heard this. When did he say this? It can only be...

This is really a huge misunderstanding. He swallowed his saliva and explained with a dry smile: "Then... ..That was actually my own creation."

There is no Mediterranean in this Daxing Dynasty, so Su Mingjue can only attribute this word to his own creation.

Hearing this, Rong Zheng turned his head and glanced at Su Mingjue

. "My own creation." Su Mingjue licked her lips and said, "It's just a joke between me and Xiaoliu. When he combs his hair, he likes to comb my hair very tightly, pulling on my scalp. It is easy for hair to fall out. Over time, the hair in the middle is easy to fall out, exposing the scalp, leaving only the hair underneath."

Rong Zheng was also stunned when he heard this, and soon a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "So that's what it means. "

He turned around and shook his head mockingly. He had seriously looked for it before, but he didn't expect it to be his own creation.

Su Mingjue followed behind, unable to see Rong Zheng's expression, and continued: "Yes, because there is no hair on the top of the bald head. It looks like a sea suddenly appeared on the flat land."

The more Rong Zheng listened, the more funny he felt. "Where did you get all these weird ideas in your head?"

Su Mingjue said: "..."

No, this... wasn't created by him.

The two of them walked and talked, and soon they saw a brighter place.

Rong Zheng made a gesture to Su Mingjue, and then he walked forward lightly.

It was like being in another place inside. There was light all around, and three people were busy going in and out.

Although Su Mingjue did not go to the front, she heard conversations inside.

"Damn it, you hide here in the dark and work hard every day, so just give me a few pieces of silver."

"It would be nice to have some money, so just say less!"

"You are only responsible for printing a few words. Your uncle and I have been cooped up in Shengji's study day and night. We haven't seen any girls for a long time.

"I'm not telling you, uncle Shuncai. You must be over sixty, so give it to the girls. " Can you still be tough?"

"Why, look down on me, you uncle, I am so powerful!"

"Mighty... Hahaha, let's talk about it when you give birth to a big fat boy, Uncle Shuncai.

" Listening to the conversation between several people, he estimated that the person was the old man named Shuncai whom he had just lost.

After confirming the person, he took Rong Zheng's hand and wrote a few words on his hand.

Rong Zheng turned back to look at him and nodded to him.

Then the two of them went inside together.

Perhaps they were too excited to talk about that matter. Several people were immersed in the chat with evil smiles on their faces and did not notice the person coming in front of them.

Rong Zheng entered inside and glanced over and found that it was a small workshop with movable type printing tools. Several people printed pages after pages of text in tacit understanding.

Looking through the printed book that has not yet dried, it is "A Dream of Red Mansions" that he just finished reading not long ago. It seems that this workshop secretly prints not only magazines, but also books.

When several people were not paying attention, he preemptively kicked the nearest person in the abdomen. When several people chatting heard the movement, they immediately put down what they were doing and joined the fight.

Su Mingjue listened to Rong Zheng's words and hid in a corner without showing his face, but looked straight into the room.

I saw Rong Zheng kicking the nearest person in the stomach, using 100% of the force. The person fell to the ground before he could get up. The two people next to him joined in temporarily. Rong Zheng grabbed the other person's arm and pushed him to the side. He threw it away and kicked the other person's lower calf with his other foot. The person fell to his knees in an instant.

After a while, the two people covered their stomachs and grabbed their legs, staying in place and not daring to move anymore.

This was the first time Su Mingjue saw such a sassy side of Rong Zheng. Seeing that he was weak in literature and spent all day with books, she thought he was just a weak scholar. Who would have thought that he could also be a man of literary and military skills? .

Disciples of aristocratic families are disciples of aristocratic families, not playboys like them.

As a man, Su Mingjue felt a hint of envy when seeing the other party's strong figure.

Rong Zheng's legs were so good at kicking, and he didn't know if he had any muscles in his body.

After sighing, Su Mingjue retracted his thoughts and walked boldly inside. Several people were stopped, and he didn't have to worry about dragging Rong Zheng behind. leg.

He looked around at the small house. The basic furnishings were similar to those in his backyard. It seemed that the things in his backyard were copied one-to-one.

I don’t know if I know something happened to the magazine. The only thing printed this time is "Dream of Red Mansions".

Su Mingjue raised his eyebrows, he was quite speculative.

There were only some printed things on the table, and there was no symbolic evidence. Su Mingjue turned around and walked over to the man who looked like the oldest person:

"Uncle Shuncai, Shengji Study Hall treats you well! You actually handed over the manuscript He stole it and printed it privately, tell me which company he was working for."

When Uncle Shuncai heard Su Mingjue's voice, his expression changed instantly. He lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Shopkeeper, let me tell you, can you atone for your sins? "

Su Mingjue said with a smile: "If you want to atone for your sins, it depends on whether you can give me something useful."

Uncle Shuncai nodded after hearing this: "Yes...yes, I am here for Runxiang Study. " As long as the shopkeeper lets me go, I...I can give you the account book."

Su Mingjue looked at him with a faint smile: "The account book is such a secret thing, how could you, an errand boy, lie to anyone. "

Shuncai saw that Su Mingjue didn't believe him, so he quickly touched his chest, "Really, here..."

Before he finished speaking, the hall suddenly shook, and for a while, there was a constant flow of earth and stone debris. The ground fell, and as thick smoke billowed, a burst of water flowed in from the soles of the feet.

One of them panicked and said, "No, someone has activated the self-destruct device."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge sound of water rushed in from the hall.

Su Mingjue stood there swaying around, and was about to be washed away by the water. Rong Zheng grabbed him and pulled him into another place.

-Don’t

forget to generate electricity~