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Chapter 340 Something happened in Northern Xinjiang
After hearing this, the emperor stood up excitedly, "Chen'er, Girl Shen, such an extremely powerful weapon..." He stopped mid-sentence, and then said: "You must keep this kind of weapon with such great destructive power. Get up, we won’t use it unless we have to.”

Shen Jia and Xiao Yichen looked at each other and smiled, and responded in unison: "Yes"

When the emperor saw this, his eyes filled with smiles: "Girl Shen, was your master teaching you to make this bomb?"

Shen Jia lied without a blushing face: "Yes."

In her previous life, many old people in the countryside knew how to make bombs. She had seen this when she was a child, and later in ANBU, she specifically learned how to make bombs. It was a piece of cake for her, but she couldn't say this, she could only say that her master taught her.

The emperor's eyes darkened, and he said quietly: "Your master must have learned how to make bombs from an ocean-going country. This means that in countries we don't know, their weapons are much more advanced than ours..."

Shen Jia's heart skipped a beat as she thought about the fact that in her previous life, due to a certain Qing Dynasty's seclusion, eight countries invaded, burned, killed, and looted, causing heavy losses, and even signing unequal treaties that were humiliating and humiliating the country.

It’s hard to say whether there will be red cannons, pistols and the like in other countries in the Great Zhou of this time and space.

Xiao Yichen raised his eyebrows slightly and said domineeringly: "Grandpa Emperor, there is no need to worry. After General Saburo builds the big ship, we will send people across the ocean to visit Western countries, communicate more with them, and learn from their strengths..."

Shen Jia burst out laughing, "That's a great idea!"

Xiao Yichen said proudly: "Of course."

The emperor watched their bickering with a smile, feeling as if he was several years younger.

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The output of yams and cotton at the grain farm in the suburbs of Beijing was good. Shen Zhuoyun gave a lot of yams to relatives and friends, which received unanimous praise from everyone.

The emperor and Prince An, a pair of foodie brothers, would eat something different every day. Today they would have yam cakes, tomorrow yam soup, the next day yam cakes...

Shen Zhuoyun gave another quilt and a cotton-padded coat to all his relatives and friends, and everyone who received the quilt and coat was full of praise.

The cotton-padded clothes are made by the embroidery lady of Yunshang Pavilion. They have novel styles and are filled with cotton. They are warm and elegant to wear.

It is said that one day in the morning, the emperor, Xiao Yichen, Qing Pingbo, Shen Zhuoyun, Su Hao... and others all wore cotton clothes and went to court, which became a beautiful scenery in the Jinluan Palace.

In a blink of an eye, it was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and Shen Jia, Gu family, Yao family, and the cook were picking beans to make Laba porridge.

"Cuckoo!" A carrier pigeon landed on Shen Jia's shoulder.

Shen Jia's eyes lit up. This carrier pigeon was Ling Yunsu's. A letter came from Northern Xinjiang.

Shen Jia hurriedly took off the letter paper tied to the pigeon's leg and couldn't wait to read it.

The letter read: Xiao Hongbin colluded with the Tatars and the deputy commander of Northern Xinjiang, General Dingyuan, and Tacheng has been lost...

Shen Jia's expression suddenly changed. Xiao Hongbin betrayed his ancestors and colluded with the Tatars to launch a war, completely ignoring the harm caused by the war. It was really abominable.

Mrs. Gu saw that her face was not good, and asked with concern: "Jia'er, you look a little bad, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Jia curled her lips and said, "I'm fine. Something happened in Northern Xinjiang. I have to go to the palace now." After saying that, he stood up and left. Gu's heart trembled, something happened in Northern Xinjiang? Northern Xinjiang is adjacent to the Tatars. Is there going to be a war? If there is a war, will Jia'er also go to the battlefield?
Gu's face turned a little pale when she thought of this, "Sister-in-law, you can do the rest! I have something to do beforehand!"

Yao said cheerfully: "Go ahead! If you need help, just ask."

"Yes!" Mrs. Gu responded and left in a hurry.

Mrs. Gu knew very well that she could not stop any of Shen Jia's decisions, all she could do was to silently support her behind the scenes.

Judging from Jia'er's anxious look and her temperament, she must have left Beijing for Northern Xinjiang soon. She had to ask the cook to make some dry food for Jia'er as soon as possible, and she also had to prepare some men's clothes for Jia'er.

On the other side, Shen Jia's carriage sped straight to the palace. Many people on the road recognized her exclusive carriage. Seeing this, they suddenly had a bad feeling. They felt that something big was going to happen, so they went around to inquire about the latest news.

Even the guards at the palace gate saw the approaching carriage from a distance and let it go without waiting for Shen Jia to lift the curtain.

The carriage stopped directly at the door of the imperial study. Shen Jia jumped off the carriage and entered the imperial study in a flash.

"Grandpa Huang, Ah Chen, there is a letter from Northern Xinjiang."

The emperor and Xiao Yichen put down their imperial brushes at the same time and looked up at her.

"Read it for yourselves!" Shen Jia handed the letter to the emperor.

Xiao Yichen knew Shen Jia's temperament. If she wasn't in a hurry, she would not rush into the palace, so she went to the emperor's side and read the letter with him.

Shen Jia looked at the grandfather and grandson with their heads next to each other, and was filled with emotion. It is said that emperors are usually sensitive and suspicious, but she did not feel this way about Emperor Jingwen.

He is a man of great talent and strategy, knows people well and is good at assigning tasks, and is both lenient and strict. He is a rare wise king. He treats Xiao Yichen more than an ordinary grandfather treats his grandson. It is a kind of love and trust that goes deep into the bones.

"Chen'er, what are you going to do next?" The emperor's voice interrupted Shen Jia's drifting thoughts.

Xiao Yichen's dark and deep eyes showed a trace of cruelty, "Grandpa Huang, Jiajia and I took the Flying Tigers and the Pioneers, and also recruited 10,000 elite soldiers from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, as well as the northern Xinjiang soldiers to attack the Tatar royal family. "Destroy it and incorporate Tatar into our territory. What do you think?"

There was longing in the emperor's eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved: "Okay! The emperor is here in the capital to watch over you, and there will be no trouble. You and Shen Yatou can just go to fight the Tartars without worry. The emperor is waiting for good news from you."

Xiao Yichen's eyes were firm, "The situation is urgent. Jiajia and I's horses are both rare horses with thousands of miles. We won't wait for others. We will leave for Northern Xinjiang immediately after leaving the palace."

The emperor frowned and said in disapproval: "Chen'er, no matter how urgent it is, it won't be in this moment. If we set off tomorrow morning, it won't waste much time."

Xiao Yichen shook his head: "Grandpa Huang, no matter how high Mr. Ling's martial arts are, he can't defeat thousands of troops with just two fists. The most important thing is that the lost city is full of people from the Zhou Dynasty. The Tatars will massacre them as soon as possible. Rush over and think of countermeasures.”

Shen Jia echoed: "Let's go to Northern Xinjiang first to stabilize the situation. The Flying Tigers, Pioneers, and soldiers from the suburbs of Beijing followed us and rushed to Northern Xinjiang. When they arrived, they took back our city in one fell swoop. As for the rest, The war must be planned slowly based on the actual situation.”

The emperor sighed lowly, that's all! They have all said this, and even if he feels sorry for them, he should not object: "Okay! You must take care of yourselves. I will ask the Ministry of Revenue to collect food, grass and medicinal materials as soon as possible and send people to transport them."

Seeing that the emperor agreed, Xiao Yichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Grandpa, don't worry, we will take care of ourselves. Jiajia and my fief have prepared a lot of food, grass and medicinal materials, which can be transported to northern Xinjiang by water tomorrow. But the distance is It’s too far, and it will take a lot of time to transport it to northern Xinjiang, and we have to prepare the first batch of grain and grass from the capital.”

"Grandpa Huang, I have an idea about raising military rations." A sly smile flashed across Shen Jia's eyes.