Hee Emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 602 Envied by the sky, Mo Gong fell (second update)
In the middle of the night, outside the capital of God, near Langdan Mountain, I saw that the soldiers of the Shenwei Army had already sealed off the area. In the depths of the mountain range, after a sudden explosion, there was a sudden splash of rocks, and everyone was shocked. A flock of birds.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, in the distance of a clearing surrounded by cliffs and lined with gravel, Yuan Xi, Ma Jun, Zhang Nan, and Hu Niu'er were all there when the lights were brightly lit, but at this moment, there was no trace of emotion on their faces. Instead of smiling, everyone's faces were solemn, as if this amazing scene was covered by something.

Yuan Xi sighed, looked up at the sky and the stars, and closed his eyes with a sad expression.

That was when he hurried over in the afternoon, and there was also a loud noise that shook his heart.

In the end, he saw nothing but blood all over the floor, and a man covered in wounds who had been bombed, and five medical officers from the Imperial Hospital were terrified and continued to treat him.

"Your Majesty, my minister, I have finally done it. The design of Thunderbolt has been preliminarily completed, and all the information has been recorded. As long as the Tiangong Temple studies it carefully, it will be able to be used in actual combat, but, remember not to spread it. Folks, otherwise it will be a disaster, Your Majesty, Your Majesty" A weakened voice echoed in his mind again.

"It's the minister's fault, the minister deserves death"

At this time, Zhang Nan suddenly knelt heavily on the ground with a face of shame, which awakened Yuan Xi in his memory.

Originally everything was fine, but when Yuan Xi arrived, Mo Jin tried another thunderbolt to ensure that Yuan Xi would not be disappointed, but this time, because the lead wire was wet, the explosion time was delayed. In addition, Yuan Xi was about to come, and an apprentice was in a hurry, so he wanted to go and have a look. Mo Jin hurriedly stopped him, but at this moment, a thunderbolt exploded. In order to protect his apprentice, Mo Jin was hit by iron splashing everywhere. The piece is pierced.

Ever since Mo Jin joined the Juxian Pavilion and was valued by Yuan Xi, he has been under the strong protection of the military commander, and everything arranged is the best. He is even accompanied by more than two medical officers at all times. Ten army commanders killed and guarded him to protect him, but he didn't expect to die to save his disciples just when he was about to achieve a brilliant life.

His name is not even known to a few people.

"It's none of your business, maybe this is the price! Thunderbolt's present life will change the world, I'm sorry for Mo Jin," Yuan Xi sighed deeply.

"Your Majesty, I can't blame you for this. Your Majesty's emphasis on research talents is something that no first emperor in ancient or modern times has ever possessed. You once said that innovation requires the spirit of sacrifice. Although Mo Jin passed away unfortunately, his legacy It is indeed a wealth that is greater than anything else, and I will definitely inherit his last wish, and use my whole life to thoroughly combine the Thunderbolt and the Sky Cannon to research Daxi's real weapon for protecting the country." Ma Jun is extremely firm Said.

Thunderbolt, with a thick body and a small body filled with gunpowder, the shell is wrapped in pig iron, and a fuze is installed on it. When using it, the length of the fuse is determined according to the distance of the target. After detonation, the pig iron shell can be blown into pieces and penetrate the iron armor. The power is amazing.

But the current Thunderbolt can only explode at a fixed point, and cannot attack from a long distance, because this degree of certainty requires countless experiments.

Yuan Xi nodded, and said: "Immediately send an order to pursue Mo Jin as the God of Protecting the Country. From now on, in Tiangong Temple, besides the portraits of me and you, his portrait will also be hung up. I want him to be revered by all ages and be given the name of Duke Mo."

"promise!"

"Does Mo Jin have any heirs?" Yuan Xi asked at this time.

"No, although His Majesty rewarded him with many beauties, he generally seldom enjoys them, and has always put all his thoughts on studying Thunderbolt. He said that His Majesty treats him so generously, and he must not give up or delay, but he I went back to my hometown and gave most of the rewards I got to the villagers," Zhang Nan said sadly.

"Immediately send an order to Qingzhou Prefecture to change his hometown to Mojin Village, and erect monuments and statues. At this time of year, officials from all prefectures, counties and counties in Qingzhou Prefecture will pay homage to the villagers of Mojin Village. Entering the village will become a famous place for my Dayan," Yuan Xi instructed, this is the only thing he can do at present.

"promise!"

. . . . .

A few days later, in a small mountain village under Pingyuan County, Qingzhou Prefecture, it was plunged into sadness.

In a well-built house, Governor Heng Fan of Qingzhou came here with officials at all levels. At this time, an old man with white hair was touching his tears and kept crying.

"Old man, Your Majesty is deeply saddened by the unexpected death of Duke Mo. He told me and other officials at all levels in the Qingzhou Prefecture to take good care of Mojin Village. If the old man has any requests, even though the Basic Government says that no matter how difficult it is, the government will definitely do it." Heng Fan said firmly, although he still doesn't know what Mo Jin did, but he is very clear that this time it was not Shang Shutai's order, but Yuan Xi's emperor's order personally, which shows how much Yuan Xi attaches importance to it. , he estimated that he would step down immediately. In the last turmoil of the imperial examination system, if Han Yan spoke, he would go to jail.

"This bastard has been messing around with those messy things since he was a child. The old man has reminded him long ago that such things will make the sky jealous. He asked him to pay attention to safety, but why didn't he listen!" The old man said heartbroken, Mo Jin His parents died young, and he brought him up alone. He didn't care about protecting the country, or the name of Duke Mo. He only hoped that his grandson could live a safe life.

"Grandpa..." At this time, a little boy who was about [-] years old ran to the old man, and comforted him sadly: "Don't be too sad, Brother Mo is gone, and I'm still here."

When the old man heard this, he hugged the little boy tightly.

"Little guy, what's your name?" Heng Fan asked softly.

"My name is Feng Sheng," the little boy bowed his head.

"Mr. Mo is your elder brother," Heng Fan said curiously.

"No, Feng Sheng was brought back by Jin'er. There were so many wars, too many children lost their parents, and Feng Sheng's parents also passed away early. Jin'er saw how pitiful he was, so he brought him back to let the old man take care of him," the old man explained.

"I see, old man, if this is the case, let Feng Sheng go to Shendu. His Majesty once said that he should try his best to find the successor of Duke Mo and inherit all his titles and honors," Heng Fan immediately suggested.

"No." Hearing this, the old man hurriedly put Feng Sheng behind him.

"Old man, don't get me wrong, this time I go to Shendu, either to let Feng Sheng continue to sit, or to let Feng Sheng enjoy everything," Heng Fan immediately explained.

"No, you don't understand." The old man pulled Feng Sheng into the room, and then closed the door tightly.

"This..." Heng Fan was a little surprised.

Inside the house, Feng Sheng looked at his worried grandfather and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't leave you."

With tears in his eyes, the old man said: "Sheng'er, you are talented. You can understand those weird scrolls left by your brother Mo after reading them. You are smarter than him, but because of this, grandpa is afraid that you will also be punished by God." Jealousy, you have to remember, never touch those things again, understand?"

"Understood," Feng Sheng nodded.

When the night fell, Heng Fan and the others had already left, and he would come to install Mo Jin's statue after a while. On a mountain top, Feng Sheng was sitting on a boulder, holding a wooden model in his hand, and said sadly : "Brother Mo, do I still want to give you this gift?"

If Yuan Xi were here, he would definitely find that the model in Feng Sheng's hands was actually the shape of a later artillery.

(End of this chapter)