This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Zhang Ping'an sighed inwardly at the power of Chu Tian, ​​the heir apparent of the prince.

The dignified Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works, a high-ranking official of the third rank, was said to have been demoted to be a foreman at his construction site, and he actually arrived in less than an hour.

He seemed to hear the echo of power.

"Let bygones be bygones. From now on, Lord Wang should just do his job well."

Zhang Ping'an is not a vindictive person; moreover, even if Wang Yuan is demoted three ranks, he has no ability to retaliate.

Wang Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief and gave a thumbs up: "Lord Zhang, you have a truly magnanimous heart!"

As the saying goes, "A prime minister's belly can hold a boat," Wang Yuan was flattering Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Ping'an gazed at the bustling construction site.

There are several thousand workers on site building the foundation, and the rest are all on their way to transport materials.

This construction site, which is only this size, can only accommodate more than 20,000 people; it has already reached its limit.

"hurry up!"

"You two unfilial sons, apologize to Ping An right now!"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, and Zhang Ping'an turned around curiously.

On the official road, Zhang Xuanling, with Zhang Qi and Zhang Wu, who were shirtless and carrying thorny branches, was scolding them like dogs.

When Wang Yuan saw Zhang Xuanling, he immediately gave him a cold look.

If it weren't for his two foolish sons instigating Ye Shou, he wouldn't have been implicated and demoted three ranks, ending up in this filthy place as a foreman.

"It's all Zhang Xuanling's fault!"

Zhang Ping'an immediately understood what was going on, and gave a cold laugh: "Oh, isn't this Minister Zhang of the Ministry of Revenue?"

"What are you doing, Lord Zhang? Taking your son to exercise?"

Zhang Wu gritted his teeth inwardly: Damn trash, how dare you make sarcastic remarks! The humiliation I have suffered today will be repaid tenfold by the Japanese prince!

Zhang Qi, on the other hand, was quite straightforward. Upon seeing Zhang Ping'an, he immediately smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Ping'an, I was momentarily blinded by greed. I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Big brother promises he'll never do it again!"

Zhang Ping'an took two steps back in disgust, keeping his distance from Zhang Qi.

"Wait a minute, who are you calling 'big brother'? Don't try to claim any connection, okay?"

"Lord Zhang, if you can't manage your son, then find someone else to do it."

"What a disgrace!"

Zhang Ping'an looked disgusted.

Zhang Qi blushed with shame, seething with anger inside, but still forced a smile and an apology.

"Ping An, I misspoke. As long as you forgive me, you can hit me or scold me as you please."

"You said it yourself." Zhang Ping'an smiled, showing no politeness whatsoever.

He pulled out the thickest thorn from the brambles on Zhang Qi's back, chuckled, and swung it hard at Zhang Qi's bare chest.

A scream, like that of a pig being slaughtered, erupted from the scene...

Even Zhang Xuanling and Wang Yuan couldn't bear to close their eyes.

Zhang Wu was terrified, his legs trembling, as if a primordial force was surging forth.

Even so, Zhang Ping'an had no intention of letting him go.

He was given a good beating with a thorn stick.

He beat the two men until their backs were covered in blood and gore before throwing away the thorny branches and spitting on them fiercely.

"This is the last time. You all better learn your lesson. If you mess with me again, I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Zhang Ping'an was also determined. He knew that if he didn't teach Zhang Qi and Zhang Wu a lesson they would learn, it would never end.

He didn't want to be constantly targeted by petty people.

"Ping An, I was unaware of this incident; it was all the work of those two unfilial sons. Now that you've calmed down, I'll take them back to treat their injuries."

Zhang Xuanling suppressed the hatred in his heart and smiled as he spoke, but the smile was even more unsightly than if his son had died.

"Please do as you please, Lord Zhang!" Zhang Ping'an said irritably.

Zhang Xuanling cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and kicked one of them each: "If you're not dead, come home with me!"

The two unfortunate brothers groaned as they got up from the ground and limped away with Zhang Xuanling.

Many people on the construction site witnessed this scene and burst into laughter.

"Sigh, it's really tough being the son of a Vice Minister of Revenue!"

evening.

Lu Qingyin's personal maid, Lanxiang, suddenly came to the Night Watchman's office looking for Zhang Ping'an.

The guards took her directly to the jail cell.

Zhang Ping'an took a liking to this kind and innocent maid and immediately got up to greet her upon seeing her.

"Lanxiang, what brings you here?"

Lanxiang looked around curiously. She had only heard of the Night's Watch's fearsome reputation; it was said that anyone who entered the Night's Watch's office could never leave.

It's as if this place is a man-eating abyss. Lanxiang, a young girl, is filled with both curiosity and fear.

It's like the saying goes: someone who's bad at the game but loves to play.

"Son-in-law, is this where you work?"

"Yeah, how is it? Not bad, right?" Zhang Ping'an said with a smile.

Lanxiang nodded, muttering to herself, "It's not as scary as people say!"

"Oh, by the way, Miss asked me to give you this letter."

Lanxiang, whose conscience was beginning to take shape, took out a yellow paper envelope and handed it to Zhang Ping'an with both hands.

"Take your time reading, I'll go back and report to Miss first."

"Okay, be careful on the road," Zhang Ping'an said, then opened the envelope after watching Lanxiang leave.

The handwriting is delicate and elegant, clearly a woman's.

After reading it, Zhang Ping'an tore the letter up.

"Hmph, you want me to go to the chrysanthemum appreciation party with you? That sounds nice, but you just want to use me as a shield, don't you?"

"You want to get your money for nothing? Dream on!"

Early the next morning.

A sorcerer dressed in black ran to the Night Watchman's office looking for Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Ping'an recognized this as one of Xu Fu's disciples.

"What happened?" Zhang Ping'an's first thought was whether there was a fire or if Xu Fu had been killed in the explosion.

"My lord, it's done! It's done!"

The young sorcerer was so excited that he stammered.

Zhang Ping'an's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Go back and inform Xu Fu first, I will be there shortly."

Zhang Ping'an led a fast horse and immediately headed towards Baiyun Temple.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of Baiyun Temple, I saw Xu Fu dressed in white.

Zhang Ping'an skillfully dismounted. His skills were already quite good, comparable to those of special forces soldiers in later generations.

"Did it work?"

He jumped off his horse and grabbed Xu Fu's shoulder excitedly, asking him questions.

Xu Fu nodded excitedly, "My lord, it's done."

"This thing is so powerful that one of the disciples in charge of the experiment was deafened by it."

"A reward, a generous one!" Zhang Ping'an was wealthy and magnanimous.

"I'll take the adults to see the finished product."

Xu Fu knew that Zhang Ping'an's mind was entirely on gunpowder, so he didn't dare to delay and took Zhang Ping'an directly to the alchemy room.

Zhang Ping'an saw that the bronze alchemy furnace, which was twice his height, was covered with black spots from burning gunpowder.

"good!"

He couldn't help but shout.

"My lord, that's all we've allocated for now, and they're all here."

Xu Fu pointed to the dozen or so yellow paper packets in the corner and said.

Zhang Ping'an strode over, took a packet, opened it, and brought it close to his nose to smell it.

A familiar taste I haven't had in a long time.

With gunpowder successfully produced, the next step is to make explosives.

It would probably take over a thousand kilograms to blast down those two mountains.

I estimate that he won't have much inventory left in the end.

"Gather everyone here, I have something to arrange."