Chapter Thirty-two Hand-cranked Charging

  Tong Guan obtained the treasure, feeling extremely delighted, and repeatedly made promises to Wen Fei, saying that he would definitely report Wen Fei's merits truthfully to the current officials, and have them greatly reward Wen Fei.

  Tong Guan still had military duties to attend to and couldn't stay for long. He left after just one night, patting his butt as he went off to take up his new post as a monitoring official. It wasn't until then that Zhang Shu Ye let out a big sigh of relief and smiled, saying: "This Tong Guan is quite the high-ranking official now! He was originally a disciple of the eunuch Li Xian, but didn't have much luck in the palace. It wasn't until after the emperor took power that he slowly rose through the ranks. In recent years, he served as an official in Hangzhou's Ming Jin Bureau, presenting many fine objects to the emperor and earning his favor. Now, however, he has been sent to Shaanxi to monitor the military..."

  This was Zhang Shuye being kind, telling Wen Fei about Tong Guan's background. Wen Fei hummed a sound and listened casually. In his eyes, these people were just like NPCs, without any particular attention to be paid, even if they were historical figures! However, for someone like Wen Fei who didn't care about history, it was indeed lacking in presence.

  Zhang Shu sighed, and indeed, the immortal was carefree and at ease, with all things not on his mind. Naturally, he wouldn't put someone like Tong Guan in his eyes either. So that means... Wen Fei didn't need to curry favor with Tong Guan at all... which also means that Tong Guan's future title of king wasn't a false rumor? Thinking of this, Zhang Shu's heart sank slightly.

  Although Zhang Shunye showed great respect when Tong Guan was around, in his heart of hearts, as a scholar-official, he didn't think much of a eunuch who had died. But the fact that a eunuch could later recover Yan and Yun, be born and enfeoffed as a king... this was too shocking for Zhang Shunye's mind!

  "Tong Guan and Cai Jing were on good terms, and it was Tong Guan who had recommended Cai Jing to the imperial court. Cai Jing indeed proved to be a capable minister, enjoying great trust from the emperor. Perhaps soon he would be appointed as prime minister... Zhang Shu Ye's mind was in disarray, but his mouth didn't stop moving, still analyzing the situation at court with flying fingers. Although thousands of miles away from the Eastern Capital, Zhang Shu Ye was a member of a noble family and naturally had a deep understanding of every move made within the imperial city."

  Wen Fei was shocked: "That great traitor Cai Jing is actually being described as very capable by you?" Wen Fei had a limited understanding of Northern Song history, and the story of Tong Guan's enfeoffment was something he had heard from his father during their last drinking session. But Cai Jing was too notorious, even after a thousand years, he still left a stench along with other treacherous officials like Qin Hui, Wen Fei may be ignorant, but he had at least heard some stories about Cai Jing.

  So Wen Fei was shocked when he heard Zhang Shu Ye's high praise for Cai Jing!

  Zhang Shuye's face also changed color after hearing this. He had even more confidence in Wen Fei's words than Tong Guan did. At this time, he was shocked to hear Wen Fei directly call Cai Jing a treacherous minister: "Immortal Master... these words can't be spoken casually..."

  Wen shook his head and stopped talking. After all, this was a matter for the indigenous people of Northern Song Dynasty, and had nothing to do with him, Wen Da Xian Shi.

  For a moment, both of them fell silent. Zhang Shuye was indeed the son of a noble family, but not one of the top-tier families in the Song Dynasty. His grandfather had passed away early, and each generation was inferior to the last. He was now only a low-ranking official of the eighth grade. When he heard Wen Fei, the immortal master, directly denounce Cai Jing, who was about to become the prime minister, as a treacherous minister, his heart was like a stormy sea. However, even though he knew this, he only planned to bury this matter in his heart. To Cai Jing, he was just a weak and insignificant existence, like an ant that could be crushed with a mere hand. But deep down, a sense of reluctance arose. As a scholar-official, it was his duty to take the world as his own responsibility. Could it be that now that the immortal master had clearly pointed out Cai Jing as a treacherous minister, he would still let him continue to harm the country and its people?

  At this time, Cai Jing was still a key figure in the reformist party and appeared as a capable official, although he began to attack and retaliate against the old party. He was not yet the powerful and treacherous prime minister who would dominate the court for twenty years and bring about the downfall of the Northern Song Dynasty. Except for Zhang Shunye's words full of confidence in Wen Fei, probably no one else would believe what Wen Fei said!

  Without mentioning Zhang Shu's inner pride and struggle, Wen Fei just casually mentioned it and didn't take it to heart. In the following days, he continued to hide in the military camp, passing the time.

  He has become more and more accustomed to being a house man over the years, even hiding in this bird's nest, where there is no internet or electricity, on the ancient Yellow River. He doesn't care about anything else. However, Zhang Shu Ye couldn't just leave Wen Fei behind, ignoring him without a word. Occasionally, during his free time, he would invite Wen Fei to go hunting with him. This allowed Wen Fei to experience the thrill of horseback riding and hunting. At other times, he would diligently practice his skills at home. Gradually, he felt that his progress was improving day by day, even surpassing the progress he had made in over a decade in modern times.

  Actually, Wen Fei can now return to modern times. After the golden light in the temple last time, the glow on the jade pendant has been restored again. Although it has not yet reached the state when Wen Fei first got his hands on it, compared to when he crossed over to the Northern Song Dynasty this time, the luster on the jade pendant is much stronger than before.

  Wen Fei estimated that he could at least run a round trip in modern times without any problem. However, he didn't dare to waste it, who knows how the jade pendant would be recharged next time? Although Wen Fei had already confirmed that incense and faith could be the energy source of the jade pendant, after all, there was no experiment before, so his heart still had some doubts. Wen Fei has been waiting for an opportunity to verify his conjecture...

  That day, however, an unexpected guest arrived. It so happened that Wen Fei was hiding in the tent watching a movie. Several tall and strong soldiers were frantically changing the handle, sweating profusely to charge Wen Fei's power bank.

  Having run to this Northern Song Dynasty for so long, whether it's Wen Fei's mobile phone or the battery in his laptop, they've all been used up. But since Wen Fei has decided to fight a protracted war, he naturally must have made preparations. He even brought a hand-cranked universal charger. This is using human power to generate electricity!

  There are many idle people in the military camp. The ancient army is not like modern times, and it's not necessary to practice every day. At that time, the army could practice once every five days, which was already a fine soldier. At other times, these young and strong soldiers, full of energy, had no place to vent their emotions, so they often fought and made trouble.

  Now, the all-powerful and great Wenshen Shifu is actually looking for someone to help him. I don't know how many soldiers are racking their brains to compete for this honor. Not to mention anything else, when they're 70 or 80 years old, they can brag to their grandsons: "Hey kid, do you know that your grandfather used to serve Shifu? How many treasures of the fairy families have I seen? In this small box alone, who knows how many people are performing for Shifu's amusement! Your grandfather was also lucky enough to take a look...

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