Chapter 1161: Washed away in the United Kingdom?
Chapter 1161: Washed away in the United Kingdom?
It was just that these things were more ingenious in design and unique in appearance, so they were worth admiring.
Eunuch Fu handed him the contents of the box one by one, and he looked at each item a few times, played with it casually, and then put it down.
After reading the contents of the big box, his eyes fell on the small box beside him, "What is this?"
Eunuch Fu said: "This is the congratulatory gift Master Wu originally planned to give to the emperor and empress at the conferring ceremony, but he also brought it to the palace together that day, so he simply let it stay."
"Open it and have a look." Chu Yan said lightly, then turned around and sat down in the chair.
Eunuch Fu opened the box and put it on the imperial table. He just stretched his hand inside and before he could touch the thing, he saw the emperor suddenly stand up, pushed him away, and quickly picked up the things in the box.
"This, this is?" This thing was very familiar to him, it was bought by them when he accompanied Bai Zhi to choose gifts for Meng Na's wedding.
Bai Zhi liked this thing very much and played with it in her hand from time to time. When she was taken away by Song Lang, this thing was also stolen on the same day.
According to Song Lang's confession, all the things stolen from Dongfang Mansion that day were on that ship, and all were by Bai Zhi's side.
And among the things recovered from the sunken ship, there was no such thing, nor Bai Zhi's medicine box, and that magical tablet was also missing.
He thought that all those things had sunk to the bottom of the river, so he sent people to work for more than a month, but nothing was fished out.
"Quick, let Master Wu Pingkang enter the palace immediately, immediately!"
His chest rose and fell rapidly, and his heart ached again as if being pricked by thousands of sharp needles at the same time.
Master Wu was sweating all over from running, panting like a cow.
After all, he was not a young man, he was fat in middle age, and he has been nesting at home editing books recently and rarely moves around, so it will naturally take a lot of effort to move suddenly.
"This minister sees the emperor." Master Wu knelt and saluted.
Chu Yan put down his hand covering his chest, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, landing on the cloud shoulder embroidered with dragon patterns.
Holding the black pistol in one hand, he asked Master Wu: "Where did you get this pistol?"
Bai Zhi told him this thing was called a pistol. She said it was a weapon of the era she lived in, a very powerful weapon.
Master Wu raised his eyes and looked at the thing in the hands of the emperor. Wasn't it the stuff he bought from Gu Boyang with a lot of money? This thing was called a pistol?
"Answering back the emperor, I bought this item from a Chu man who was washed away into the United Kingdom."
Chu Yan asked again: "Washed away? Who is it? Is it a man or a woman? How old is that person?"
Master Wu said: "Answering back the emperor, he is a man in his early forties, with one leg limping, and his name is Gu Boyang. He said that he was hit by a storm at sea more than ten years ago and came to the United Kingdom. This time, he came back with us to return to his homeland."
This thing belonged to Bai Zhi, so why did it go to the United Kingdom? What on earth was going on here? Was this the pistol they bought back then or not?
He brought the pistol closer to his eyes for a closer look, and found two notches on the bottom of the gun, one straight and the other curved.
His complexion changed drastically. This was the pistol back then. He remembered these two notches clearly, and there could be no mistake.
Chu Yan raised his eyes, stared at Wu Pingkang coldly, and said in a deep voice: "About this pistol, tell me everything you know, don't miss a single thing."
Master Wu was very puzzled. He didn't understand what happened to the emperor. Wasn't everything he said just now? What else do you want him to say?
His heart skipped a beat as if he remembered something.
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