Chapter 57: Kidnapping

　　 Xu Qi'an received a warm reception from Song Qing. The two of them sat at the table, holding the tea, and had a friendly conversation.
　　 "To be honest, I doubt you a bit," Song Qing took a sip and said, "I have checked all the eighteenth generations of your ancestors over the past few days."
　　 In front of others, is it really appropriate to check his ancestor's eighteenth generation... Xu Qi'an was not surprised by this, and asked with a smile: "How is the check?"
　　 "It's too clean." Song Qing shook her head, did not continue the topic, took out a wad of rice paper and handed it over: "Show you my recent research."
　　 Xu Qi'an said that I have compiled the stalk of the expert you Fang, but you didn't even ask...you technical houses don't care about this.
　　 He took the manuscript, scanned it a few times, and almost spewed a sip of tea.
　　 In addition to the plant grafting theory he told Song Qing above, this guy also made inferences about it, and made several cases with divergent thinking. such as:
　　Man and horse are grafted.
　　 There are a lot of advantages. For example, Dafeng does not need to consider horse resources, and soldiers do not have to worry about not having good horses. Because we are mature soldiers, we can be war horses by ourselves...
　　 Another example: capture the demon clan of birds, mate with humans, and create a demon that can act as an air force.
Mowu Niang learn about...Bah, learn about reproductive isolation...Xu Qi'an put aside the rice paper, calmed down the three views that had been impacted, and said: "I came to Sitianjian this time because I wanted to ask Brother Song for help. ."
　　 "But it's okay to say."
　　 "I offended Shi Lang Zhou, you should know."
"Caiwei told me." Song Qing put down the tea cup and said solemnly: "It's a pity that I can't help you. Your Majesty doesn't allow Si Tianjian to interfere in the political affairs. Besides, an attendant with real power has already exceeded The upper limit of my ability."
　　 "Song brother, don't worry, I need you to do something simple..." Xu Qi'an said his idea.
　　 "It's impossible," Song Qing refused directly: "Song is upright and upright, and will never do such a thing."
　　 Xu Qian thought for a while, and said ashamed: "It's because I didn't think about it well... Brother Song, let's continue to talk about your grafting theory. With all due respect, this is impossible to succeed."
　　 Song Qing frowned, sitting upright, adopting a rigorous attitude of academic discussion.
　　 "You must know it in your own heart. The cat that must be kept in a glass bottle is an example. But you must be confused as to why it failed and where is the reason."
　　 Song Qing leaned forward, her breathing became rapid, and she stared at Xu Qi'an with wide eyes: "You know?"
　　 Xu Qi'an said: "I did not participate in the research, and I don't know the real reason, but I can provide you with a theoretical basis."
Theoretical basis? !
　　 What Song Qing lacks most is the theoretical basis. After all, the masters who founded the school are rare, and the alchemy is profound and profound. If you want to move on, theoretical support is indispensable.
　　 Xu Qi'an slowly said in Song Qing’s suddenly bright eyes:
　　 "Have you heard of the periodic table?"
　　What is the periodic table of the elements? What does this have to do with my experiment? Ten thousand question marks flashed in Song Qing's mind.
　　 He breathed more and more quickly, feeling that he was about to touch the truth gate of alchemy. As a fan of alchemy, every hair of his excitement stood up.
　　 Before I had time to ask, I listened to Xu Qi'an leisurely saying: "The principle of alchemy is equivalent exchange..."
　　...
　　 Mighty Marquis Mansion's Quefu Street in the inner city, this street is a noble site, all the way, there are all marquis, earls and dukes.
　　 Mighty Marquis is a hereditary nobility, rising from the struggle for the throne three hundred years ago. So far, the hereditary is not replaced, in fact, there is not much power in his hands.
　　 The side door opened, and a young girl with a round face walked out surrounded by maids and retinues. She was wearing a gorgeous Luo Yi, skirt to heel, embroidered shoes looming in the walking.
　　 At the age of sixteen or seven years old, she has a pretty face, bright eyes, a proud temperament, and the flying look between her eyebrows adds to her aura, which attracts attention.
　　 Zhang Yuying entered the sedan chair at the door, and the sedan chair was carried by the sedan chair and walked slowly towards the Chenghuang Temple.
　　 Today, she is going to the Chenghuang Temple to offer incense, eat a meal, and then go to Wenyuan Bo’s mansion to find a close friend of her for tea and chat.
　　 Take a look at the banned books secretly circulating among the girls' boudoirs, and talk about which family's son is at an age suitable for marriage. Comment on the outstanding students in this year's Autumn Weizhong, and guess whether they can be high school in the spring of next year.
　　 Maybe there is also his own son-in-law in Chenglongkuai.
　　 went two streets, and the maid who was following by the sedan suddenly heard a commotion.
　　 The two carriages behind did not know what was going on and got out of control, the coachman grabbed the reins of the horses, and waved his whip in fear:
　　 "Get out, get out of it..."
　　 Pedestrians ran around to avoid.
　　 "Quickly, stop the carriage." The maid was shocked, and while commanding the guard to intercept the carriage, he ordered the bearer to avoid it.
　　 The followers were short of manpower, so they only intercepted one vehicle, and the other one ran into two bearers, and the sedan was turned over instantly.
　　 The remaining two bearers and the maid instinctively saved themselves, and leaped to one side to avoid, the scene was instantly chaotic.
　　 After a brief chaos, the two carriages continued to rush away. The maid got up anxiously and ran to the sedan chair to check:
　　 "Second Miss, how are you Second Miss?"
　　 No one answered.
　　 The maid's heart sank, she violently opened the car curtain, and was stunned. After a few seconds, she screamed: "The second lady is gone!!"
　　 The sedan is empty.
　　......
　　 Inner city, a small courtyard somewhere.
　　 Zhang Yuying knew that she was kidnapped, although she did not know who it was.
　　 She woke up for a while, after alleviating the initial headache, she was in a state of fear.
　　 As the concubine of a mighty marquise, her treatment is only slightly worse than the concubine, far better than other sisters. Her father and mistress loved her very much, and the prostitute who was both a sister and a cousin had a great relationship with her.
　　 Jinyiyushi, spoiled and spoiled, when did you encounter such a thing?
　　 There was no sound around her, her hands and feet tied up, and cloth stuffed in her mouth, she was terrified.
　　 "哐!"
　　 Outside the courtyard, there was a door opening, and then footsteps.
　　 Zhang Yuying raised her heart instantly, and her fear exploded in her heart. She didn't know what she was about to face, but it would definitely not be a good thing.
　　 "Hey," the footsteps stopped outside the house. Someone chuckled and laughed lewdly: "This lady is so beautiful. I have secretly inspected the goods just now. The breast is big and soft, so comfortable."
　　 "You are so cheap..." The other person said here, paused, and added: "You didn't call me together."
　　 Zhang Yuying was ashamed and angry, tears rolling in his eyes.
　　 The two figures continue to talk:
　　 "She is still a chick."
　　 "Nonsense, this mighty second daughter is still in her boudoir."
　　 Zhang Yuying was surprised, they knew who I was, and knew that my father was a mighty prince, they even dared to kidnap me?
　　 This shows that the person behind the scenes is definitely not an ordinary person.
　　 "You said that Mr. Zhou would deal with this girl. Although she is an excellent beauty, she seems to be unsafe to raise her all the time."
　　 "Heh, I'm thinking too much. At most, Young Master Zhou played for a while. When he got tired, he strangled him and buried him in this yard. Who knows?"
　　 "Wait for Zhou Gongzi to get tired of playing, let's have a few sips of soup, this lady has delicate skin and tender meat, and it is more fluid than the woman in the goulan."
　　 "Yeah, if it wasn't for Young Master Zhou to try something new, let's do it now."
　　 "Who let the family be the son of the housekeeper, walk around and drink."
　　 "Is this bad?"
　　 "It's dusk soon, we'll be back when we buy wine."
　　 The sound of footsteps went away, followed by the sound of the courtyard door closing, and the two seemed to go out drinking.
　　 The son of Zhou? The son of the head servant?
　　 An image of a young man in Jinyi flashed through Zhang Yuying's mind, remembering what happened to the Lantern Festival last year.
　　 He still misses himself...
　　 I’m tired of playing...sip soup...killing people and burying the corpses in the yard....The daughter who was raised in a wealthy family and cared for, shivered with fear and tears came out of her eyes.
　　 "Woo..." While trying to make a sound, she twisted her limbs and tried to break free.
　　 Suddenly, he noticed that the rope on his wrist had loosened a little.
　　 Zhang Yuying froze for a while, then fell silent, no longer making any movement, but her hands were twisted vigorously.
　　 I don't know how long it took, the delicate skin of her wrist was rubbed, and it was so hot that she finally opened the binding.
　　 She immediately sat up, unfastened the ropes on her feet, and walked to the door of the room, listening patiently for a while, and then she was sure that there was no one in the yard, so she walked carefully to the yard.
　　 Looking east and west for a while, with a bite of his silver teeth, he ran at a speed never seen in his life, rushed to the gate of the yard, and opened the latch.
　　 The door did not open and was locked outside.
　　 "Woo..." Miss Zhang let out a desperate cry.
　　...
　　 On the side of the street opposite the courtyard, Xu Qi'an was holding a bowl of noodles, and Xu Xinnian stood beside him.
　　 "Xun's words are good." Xu Dalang habitually stimulated Erlang.
　　 Jiro ignored him and looked at the courtyard gate: "Will she be unable to get out? Why did you lock the courtyard gate."
　　 "A strong desire to survive will stimulate people's potential, believe me, she came out. Just climb the wall." Xu Qi'an took a mouthful of his face, and explained in a low voice: "If you don't lock the door, the traces are too heavy."
　　 This small courtyard is the private house Zhou Li bought outside, and there is a nice woman in the house. Now the woman and the maid-in-law concierge in the yard, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, a total of four people, were all locked in the mirror by Xu Qi'an.
　　 That small jade mirror can hold objects and living creatures. Xu Qi'an tried it with the servants at home.
　　 If it weren't for that mirror, the plan to kidnap Miss Zhang was extremely difficult, and it might even be impossible to steal the rice.
　　 At this time, the two saw a head popping out of the wall, and Zhang Yuying, with a messy hair bun, poked out his head.
　　 looked carefully for a while, then climbed out of the wall and jumped down.
　　 She seemed to have a foot, and she lay on the ground without moving for a long time. After a long time, she cried and stood up firmly. Leaning on the wall, he fled to the street hop by hop.
　　 As a rich lady who is rich in clothes and food, she can do this, and she is really wronged.
　　 They went out to buy wine, and they would be back at dusk... She glanced at the sunset and knew she was really safe now.
　　 Maybe you won’t be able to run far and you’ll be chased back, maybe after a few steps, the two sides will hit face to face and collide.
　　 At exactly this time, a team of stalwart guards passed by.
　　 She was afraid of encountering kidnappers on the road, or Zhang Yuying, who was overtaken by them, seemed to see a savior, and greeted him crying.
　　 Before Yudaowei drew his sword, he screamed: "I am the daughter of Mighty Marquis. I have been kidnapped. Save me."
　　 Several Mito Guardians glanced at each other and immediately surrounded them.
　　 The surrounding people stopped and watched, and the headed Mitobe asked: "Who hijacked you?"
　　 "It's Zhou Li, Zhou Li, the son of Zhou Shi Lang of the Household Department." Zhang Yuying broke down and cried.
　　咚咚咚...the curfew drums are coming simultaneously.
　　 Xu Qi'an put the bowl on the side of the street and said, "Let’s go, find an inn to rest, and go home tomorrow and wait for news."
　　PS: This chapter is 3200 words, long and hard.