After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 322 Making a living

In the palace, at the Imperial Racecourse.

Emperor Hui took the prince and a group of civil servants and generals to sit in the stands of the shooting range.

There were more than a dozen soldiers standing in front of them, standing in front of crossbows in groups of two.

Following an order, dozens of arrow feathers were fired together, and there were several "swish-swish--" sounds in the air. It entered the wall behind and shot the wall down, making people's hearts tremble.

"Okay!" Emperor Hui applauded, and the tall figure involuntarily stood up from the stands, with a strong and powerful voice.

"God bless Dayong!"

"Dayong Divine Soldiers!"

"As expected of Miss Duanmu, she has the demeanor of Prime Minister Duanmu, to be able to design such a magical weapon, I think Dayong will not dare to be violated in the next few hundred years!"

Prime Minister Duanmu, with an embarrassing face, explained, "My little girl just put forward a suggestion and idea, and completed the first part. The rest is done by the prince."

"The prince is both civil and military. He looks like His Majesty when he was young. He really has no sons..."

All civil and military officials praised Jun Yannian again, blowing all kinds of rainbow farts at Emperor Hui and the prince.

Jun Yan said with a cold face, "The magic soldier was not created alone."

Jun Shengze looked at Jun Yan who was standing beside Emperor Hui, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Emperor Hui is over 50 years old. He is busy with state affairs. He may not have a good life for a few years. He is the most important son of Emperor Hui. This time, he can sign a weapon and let his father look at him, but it will be ruined by Jun Yan Married a good wife!
And the eldest prince Jun Wuxian's heart sank when he heard Jun Yan's words, this old seventh, there was a charcoal drawing master who used to do business investigations, and now he knows someone who can forge magic weapons, how can he do anything good!

Originally, as the eldest prince, he had plenty of money to win over the courtiers, but he had not made any achievements, and the courtiers were not satisfied with him.

But the prince is different, the father prefers to let him inherit the throne, and now the prince has made meritorious service one after another, I am afraid that there is no room for him in this court.

But if he doesn't want to be emperor, he can only go home and inherit the opera garden.

He wants to have it both ways.

Thinking about it, he raised his head, and said a little sourly, "I didn't expect that my seventh brother doesn't have a lot of money in his pocket, but he knows a lot of capable people and strange people."

"There are still many things you don't know." Jun Yan said coldly.

Jun Wuxian: "..."

Sure enough, he has achieved something, and his back is straight when he speaks.

Seeing Jun Wuxian's embarrassment, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials hurriedly helped to smooth things over, "Whoever created the weapon is making a contribution to our Dayong. With such a weapon, Dayong will be safe, and God bless Dayong!"

So everyone quickly echoed:
"God bless Dayong! The presence of such divine soldiers shows that His Majesty is capable of governing the country! This is God's gift to Dayong, you, and the prince!"

All the civil and military officials present knelt down, "We thank Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty! Long live your Majesty! The prince is a thousand years old!"

Seeing this, Jun Shengze lowered his head with a sullen look on his face.

Jun Wuxian's expression is also complicated.

Emperor Hui nodded in satisfaction, and kept shouting, "Okay! All Aiqings are well said! God bless Dayong!"

Following, Jun Yan raised his hand.

The soldiers present left the Liannu and picked up the sleeve arrows.

The targets on the field were changed.

The thick repeated crossbow was given down with a special tool.

The soldiers showed their small sleeve arrows.

The civil and military officials looked at this very small thing and talked about it.

"What is this?"

"It's the sleeve arrow, right? But our Dayong's sleeve arrow has a very short range, and we can only press the button and shoot one arrow at the target at a time. What's the use?"

"Who would shoot this arrow on the battlefield? It's too slow."

"shoot--!"

Just listen to an order.

Dozens of arrow feathers pierced through the air, and with an unstoppable trend, they penetrated into the target tens of feet away.

"That's...one, two, three, four..." Before someone could finish counting the number of arrows that flew off the target, they saw the target being torn apart and collapsing!
Everyone: "..."

What the hell!

Is this still the Xiujian they know?
This power is stronger than the crossbow designed by Dayong in the past, right?

"As expected of a divine weapon, it is indeed different from the mundane weapons we used before!"

"How many arrows can this sleeve arrow shoot at once?" Emperor Hui asked.

Jun Yan pretended to be flat and said, "There are sixteen arrows in the sleeve arrows. They can be fired in succession, or they can be fired eight at a time to different positions such as the target's brain, neck, heart, and limbs. However, the latter has requirements for how to use it. And the closer the target is, the greater the possibility of instant kill."

"hiss--"

There was a gasp!
Send eight shots to different positions of the target. Wouldn't the person who was shot have to die?
When it is brought to the battlefield, it can save the lives of our soldiers at critical moments!

Everyone looked at each other, unable to hide their excitement.

Afterwards, Jun Yan let the people under his hand hold the flying eagle claws and shoot them into the high city wall opposite. Holding the rope practiced on the eagle's talons and weapons, he flew over the eaves and walls, and climbed up the city wall.

It's extremely fast.

"..."

Everyone seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of them.

After a moment of silence, bursts of applause and exclamations resounded through the sky!
"God, it's nothing more than a crossbow that can shoot through walls. The sleeve arrow and the flying eagle claw are more powerful than the other. What kind of event can design such a magic weapon!"

"No, everyone used to climb the ladder to run up the gun tower, but now they can fly up with this little eagle claw! It's amazing, it's amazing!"

"Whoever has such a magical weapon will basically defeat the enemy? Why worry about foreign enemies invading?"

"Dayan relied on these magical soldiers to reach the position of the strongest country. Now that the feng shui turns, it's our turn to be majestic!"

……

As they said that, Wen Baiguan walked around the magic soldier he was interested in, stretching out his hand to touch it for a while, and sighing for a while.

Emperor Hui looked at the riding and archery field full of divine soldiers, with a dazzling light in his eyes.

Although these magical weapons look small, their inner power is not small.

Today, the seven legs stand together, the world must be divided for a long time, and the dream of every generation of emperors is to unify the world and become No. 1 in the history books.

Now that Dayong has been keeping a low profile in these years, he can be regarded as a rich country and a strong country. Compared with other countries, there is no difference. With such a batch of weapons, it seems that the Beibei and Nanman can be wiped out in one go!
What's more, in the end, Jun Yan asked someone to take out the explosives again.

The explosives blow up a rockery to pieces.

Such magical soldiers might blast open the opponent's city gate in an instant and hit Huanglong directly.

"I don't know who designed this magical weapon?" The Minister of the Ministry of War couldn't help asking the prince.

Then everyone turned their attention to the prince.

Just listen to Jun Yan leisurely said, "Who did it, and what does it have to do with Mr. Tang?"

Minister of War: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Good guy, the prince is really gone.

Now no one dares to ask who the other party is!
What if the prince beats him up again?

Prime Minister Duanmu thought of his purpose, and was about to make an apology first, when he saw the crown prince stepping forward and said, "Father, my son has something to say to you alone."

Emperor Hui Longyan was very happy, so he agreed.

Jun Wuxian and Jun Shengze watched the pair leave, who were better than their own father and son, and had mixed feelings for a while.

Duanmuji's face was tense.

Is Jun Yan trying to vent his anger on Song Yao by accusing his daughter of being black in private?
No, he has to go to the maid next to the queen and ask the queen what she thinks of his daughter marrying the eighth prince.

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Inside the imperial study.

Jun Yan asked someone to take out the crossbow that he had prepared in advance, Emperor Hui stood behind him, and after seeing him and Chief Guard Zhao fiddle with it, he followed him to the window.

I saw Jun Yan raised his hand and shot the bow and crossbow outward, only to hear a bang, and the shot target exploded instantly.

"What's going on here?" Emperor Hui was taken aback and asked, "This crossbow is not right, what is gunpowder inside?"

Jun Yan nodded, "It was entangled with the bow and crossbow using some special techniques. As long as it hits the target, it can be detonated. It can be used to attack the city and take the head of the enemy general."

Song Yao told him the general principle, as long as the distance is enough, and the speed and friction of the bow and crossbow shoot out produce sparks, it is enough to ignite the gunpowder.

The spies from Dayan came to report that Dayan's soldiers used crossbows and gunpowder separately, and Song Yao had not yet developed a method of mixing bows and gunpowder like Song Yao.

Song Yao can be regarded as setting a precedent based on the existing foundation.

At the same time, some of these magical soldiers have the effect of defending the city, attacking the city and even fighting, which raised Dayong's combat effectiveness to another level.

Jun Yan told Emperor Hui in private that it was to catch the enemy by surprise.

"Very good, old seven, you've done a great job this time!"

Jun Yan shook his head: "Father praised you, these magical soldiers were not created by my ministers, but my ministers just signed an agreement with the Fu family to borrow flowers to present Buddha."

"Oh? Then I don't know the name of the weapon designer of the Fu family? I will definitely reward you a lot!"

"Song Yao."

"Oh, Fu...huh? Song Yao?"

Emperor Hui was surprised when he heard this: "This girl from the Song family can still design such a magical weapon? She really inherited Huai Jin's talent!"

Fuck him.

Jun Yan thought coldly, the little girl in his family had never been taught by Dafang's family since she was a child, and she ate bran and swallowed vegetables all day long.

But since the other party was his father-in-law, Jun Yan could only nod his head.

Emperor Hui naturally cherished a talent like Song Yao very much, "If I remember correctly, she is now the county lord, so let her be named Anning county lord."

The difference between the princess and the county master is worlds of difference.

Officials of this dynasty, relying on the great achievements of their parents and brothers, can count the ten fingers of the title of the county master, but the title of the princess is only five fingers.

Emperor Hui was unexpectedly generous this time.

"It's just that she is the daughter-in-law of the Tian family," Huidi said again, "In the future, she will just give her design drawings to me, so there is no reason to sell them to the Fu family, who then sell them to the imperial court to earn money from the imperial court. "

"What my father said is very true, but she and I are not yet married. In addition, my father is unwilling to let her go out to show her face, so she develops a business that does not show her face to make money."

Emperor Hui: "Blame me?"

"That weird minister?"

Emperor Hui: "...I will marry you as soon as possible and let her go into business."

"Thank you, father and emperor." Jun Yan said again, "It's just that she signed a ten-year agreement with the Fu family. During these ten years, any weapon diagrams she draws must be handed over to the Fu family."

"Don't tell me sooner, don't tell me later, I have relaxed the authority for her, you tell me!"

Emperor Hui angrily picked up the chessboard beside him and smashed it down, "You husband and wife are not yet married, so you are working together to cheat the treasury!"

"Father, calm down."

Jun Yan explained, "What Yaoyao did was not to take the silver from the treasury. On the contrary, the production of magical weapons is complex and expensive. The Fu family is proficient in this way and can shorten the time to forge weapons as soon as possible and use them to attack the northern and southern barbarians. Let Song Jingjun take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the opponent's troops by surprise!"

"Secondly, the Fu family did not intend to make huge profits by forging weapons, and Yaoyao paid at the normal price. If the Duanmu family hadn't intervened, Yaoyao would not have signed a ten-year agreement with the Fu family in the end."

"The Duanmu family? What does this have to do with the Duanmu family?"

Jun Yan roughly talked about what happened today, and then said, "Originally, Yaoyao just wanted to cooperate once, but she just watched Miss Duanmu provoking several times, trying to win over the Fu family and force her to marry her son, so she got hotheaded and agreed to cooperate with the Fu family." Cooperation."

Good guy.

Emperor Hui was already dissatisfied with Duanmu's family, and worried that there was no reason to deal with them.

Hearing that they disturbed Song Yao's affairs again, I said without thinking, "Come here, pass on my will, Prime Minister Duanmu has no way to teach his daughter, and he will be fined for half a year. Miss Duanmu is cunning and insidious. , to frame Dayong County Lord, punished thirty times with a stick, and punished female precepts a hundred times, from now on I will close the door and think about my mistakes, and I am not allowed to go out without my will!"

Good guy, Song Yao's conferment of princess is the first piece of news that makes all the girls in Chang'an city envious and curious, and Duanmuxi, who made His Majesty scold and dissatisfied, is the only piece of news.

When Duanmuxi heard the words, no one wanted to live anymore.

What made her even more thunderbolt was that Duanmu Ji Tie said with a pale face, "The eighth prince is so muddy that he can't support the wall, he actually said that if the old man matches you with him, he will run to the street tomorrow and tell the world that you molested him! "

The prince can't get married, and the eighth prince is a wild crane, who doesn't want to participate in the fight, and doesn't want to marry a wife.

Emperor Hui's dislike for Duanmu's family has been made public and he is ready to clean up Duanmu's family.

"Don't cry here either," Duanmuji looked at his weeping daughter, very irritable. He knew that Emperor Hui said that Duanmuxi had misbehaved, but how could a son of a good family marry a woman whom His Majesty had reprimanded? For an ordinary family, Duanmuji was reluctant to marry his daughter, which would not help the family.

Duanmuxi's chess piece is mostly useless, "As long as you are half as smart as Song Yao, I will buy a weapon map for you for my father and me! That's all, be prepared for danger in times of peace, and plan for a rainy day. Clean up and follow me to the Second Prince's Mansion."

"What is father going to do?" Duanmu Xihong asked with concern.

"Find the last way of survival for you!"

(End of this chapter)