little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 191
The spring is quiet and beautiful, green grass and flowers are fragrant, and the Ciqing Palace is quiet and peaceful.Wang An stared wide-eyed at the new attendant, Zhao Shizhen, and couldn't figure out why this Uncle Zhao was so excited, why he shed tears before it happened...

Wang An was not in a good mood, and Wang An was a little unhappy. You must know that the pain of bereavement that has been lingering in the prince's heart these days is just a little bit better, not as sad as those days. Why does this old guy dare to cry in front of the prince? open?So he coughed with a cold face, and couldn't help shouting: "Master Zhao, are you going to lose your dignity in front of His Highness?"

Dishonesty is a serious crime. Zhao Shizhen was shivered by the big hat that was buttoned down, his emotion turned into cold sweat, and he fell to his knees in panic and said: "I don't dare, my minister will be punished with death."

After glaring at Wang An, the latter lowered his head guiltily. Zhu Changluo left the desk and stepped forward to help him up: "Master Zhao, there is no need to be polite, Chang Luo still has a lot of things to ask you for advice."

"Your Majesty's kindness, I will repay you with all my heart! But besides making a small achievement in calligraphy, if you are knowledgeable, there are as many people who are superior in learning in the court as crucian carp crossing the river. I am ashamed and sincere, I am afraid that I am not qualified for the post of attendant lecturer, and I have nothing to teach His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Changluo smiled slightly: "Master Zhao is polite, Chang Luo invited you here, one is not to learn calligraphy from you, and the other is not to learn scriptures and Taoism. You don't have to belittle yourself. If you say that you have the same ability, look at our Ming Dynasty. No one can reach it.”

"This is what Chang Luo wants to learn from you, but I don't know if you are willing to teach it?"

Wang An, who was listening with pricked ears, turned his head sideways to stare at this unremarkable Mr. Zhao, whose mouth was wide enough to stuff two eggs into it.

Zhao Shizhen, like Wang An, was so stunned by the praise that his eyes widened in shock. Zhu Changluo's words can be said to be the greatest praise he has received in his life. Undoubtedly expressed his feelings: "Forgive me for my ignorance, Your Highness, please speak clearly."

His eyes swept over his face, and Zhu Changluo's thoughts drifted to the time before the court meeting the day before yesterday. When he accidentally glanced over Li Rusong, what he saw on the other's face was not the previous anxious and restless appearance, on the contrary. A complacent look... This abnormal expression inevitably made Zhu Changluo a little wary, and his intuition told him that Li Rusong must have something to rely on for his behavior, and this discovery made him feel a strange uneasiness in his heart.

Once again, he shifted his gaze to Zhao Shizhen. Now that he had started, Zhu Changluo didn't plan to hide it any longer. He didn't have much time, and he couldn't let him waste a second. Besides, whether the plan in his heart could succeed, he hoped It is about to land on the person in front of him.

"Master Zhao, Chang Luo heard that in addition to calligraphy, you have a lot of research on firearms. I wonder if it is true?"

When mentioning firearms, Zhao Shizhen felt like overturning the five flavors in his heart, with mixed flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, his face was flushed, and he couldn't even speak smoothly: "I really... I really like firearms, such a trivial skill that is not elegant, Don’t dare to take it as a word of research.”

Zhu Changluo smiled brightly, and his eyes lit up: "Master Zhao doesn't need to be modest. As far as Chang Luo knows, Master Zhao has published several books one after another in recent years. Among them, the book 'Sacred Artifact Book' is the most famous and widely known."

Zhao Shizhen took a deep breath, really don't know what the prince meant?How could he even know his most proud works?

He is very talented in calligraphy, otherwise he would not have been called into the imperial court by Wanli. In addition to calligraphy, he loved to study firearms all his life and made a lot of achievements, but what he gained was bound to be lost. Because of this hobby, he was also repeatedly called by officials. The people of the forest regard it as heresy.

At this time, firearms were not a rare thing in the Ming Dynasty. Firearms were powerful and lethal. However, due to insufficient technology, when used in military affairs, the use of firearms was still very limited during the war period when cold weapons were still the mainstay. Large, it can only be used as a surprise attack method, far from being able to form a scale and become normal.

Zhao Shizhen has been immersed in this way all his life, just like an old pedant who is almost obsessed with learning. This time he started his lecture, from the origin of firearms to the several firearms he has recently researched. I understand, what he said himself was a joyful one.

Staring at Zhao Shizhen, Wang An, who was listening dizzily from the sidelines, twitched in his heart: Seeing his eyebrows beaming and his mouth spitting, is this still the timid old man just now?How can you be so excited about these firearms... Halfway through hearing this, Wang An involuntarily yawned, ouch...why are you so sleepy?
In the middle of a yawn, Wang An suddenly stopped there, because he found that the crown prince Zhu Changluo didn't look annoyed in the slightest, but seemed to be listening with gusto, and added a sentence or two from time to time... What gunpowder, what? Residue, what caused the fire, Wang An said that he couldn't understand it at all, but he suddenly realized: Although the prince didn't talk much, but after each sentence, the old man Zhao's eyes became brighter and his voice became louder... Wang An was really a little confused. I can't understand.

Not to mention the prince's performance, Wang An on the side was speechless and surprised, and Zhao Shizhen, the person involved, was even more shocked.At the beginning when Zhu Changluo asked for advice on firearms, he originally thought that the young prince was only asking out of curiosity or looking for something new. The firearms I made should be regarded as fun and beautiful things like fireworks.

But under this talk, the more Zhao Shizhen listened, the more frightened he became, and the more he listened, the more horrified he became!An expert stretches out his hand to know if there is any. Judging from his years of experience in firearms, although the prince in front of him doesn't talk much, he hits the point in everything he says. Before he knew it, Zhao Ganzhen was teaching The tone of the Tao quietly turned into an equal discussion, and then Zhu Changluo said a few casual words, which made him think hard for many years but could not be accommodated, and there were faint signs of loosening. This discovery made Zhao Shizhen extremely excited.

Speaking of the high point, Zhao Shizhen, who is fully in the state, has forgotten the defense of the monarch and his ministers. He reached out and took out the imperial pen on the case, and drew a picture on the rice paper on the case, and said triumphantly: "Your Highness, please comment on the micro I recently developed this thunderbolt."

Dare to use His Royal Highness's imperial pen and imperial paper, Wang An was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes, thinking that he is an old man, he really wants to die... No wonder the master who has worked in Honglu Temple for 18 years has not been promoted, It really deserves it!Just as he was about to yell, he saw Zhu Changluo holding the ink dripping picture, suddenly slapped the long table, and shouted: "Good thing!"

When the words came to his lips, he was so frightened that he swallowed them. Wang An almost rolled his eyes because he couldn't breathe. Looking at all this, he had to admit that no one in His Highness's world can understand it, and he should do what he should. Go ahead, turn around and pour tea.

Zhu Changluo was completely attracted by Zhao Shizhen's drawing of the Thunderbolt. The so-called Thunderbolt is a matchlock gun equipped with five barrels.The gun barrel is surrounded by a wooden gun rod, with a casing in the middle, a shield in the front, and a small ax in the middle as a bracket. The overall shape is very unique.

Zhao Shizhen's old face was full of red light, his eyes were shining brightly, and he pointed to the picture with his fingers like sticks of dry wood: "This thing has five barrels weighing more than ten catties in total, and each barrel is more than two feet long. The barrels are fixed on the front and back. On the two discs, they are distributed in a regular pentagonal shape. Each gun barrel is equipped with a front sight, a rear sight and a fire door for the gunpowder wire. The front part of the gun shaft is hollow, and there is a fireball inside, and an iron gun head is installed at the other end, and the middle part of the receiver has an ignition tap on the top and a trigger on the bottom, which is used for igniting and firing the five gun barrels."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Zhao Shizhen looked at Zhu Changluo eagerly, really looking forward to the other party's comments and opinions, his eager eyes were comparable to the hot and bold meeting of lovers. In a moment, his status and status were completely out of his sight. The prince in front of him was no longer a high-ranking prince, but a friend who shared the same goals with him.

Staring at the picture, and listening to Zhao Shizhen's almost chattering description, Zhu Changluo has clearly understood the usage of this thunderbolt: first, the five guns are fired in succession, and when the gunpowder in the five systems is fired, the middle gun can also be ignited. When it is too late to change the ammunition, the small ax and shield can also be used to defend against the enemy at critical moments. They are both firearms and weapons. It can be regarded as multi-purpose, both offensive and defensive.

Things are good things, Zhu Changluo sighed, and patted Zhao Shizhen on the shoulder while looking at the picture: "Master Zhao, you are really amazing!"

Finally got his wish and was recognized and praised by the prince. Years of setbacks turned into great happiness in an instant. For the prince's words, I have been blinded and ignored for decades, and it all paid off at this moment!
It's a pity that he was not happy for long, and Zhu Changluo's following words were like a bucket of snow water poured on his head: "Although Thunder Tong is good, it's a pity that there is a fatal flaw."

When he heard this comment, Zhao Shizhen's mentality of protecting the calf rose instantly, and he blushed angrily and said: "There are shortcomings there, please give me your advice."

The word "advise" is very polite, but the tone does not imply any humility. Whoever raises the child will be the one to kiss, even if it is ugly, no one can say it. What's more, this child is the work of Zhao Shizhen's painstaking efforts in half his life, and all deliberations have been perfected. In such a state, I dare not say that such a work has no shortcomings, but Zhao Shizhen will not be convinced if he opens his mouth to say that there are fatal flaws.

Wang An's face turned dark after being on the sidelines for a long time. If it wasn't for the fact that he had been with Zhu Changluo for a while and knew that the prince always didn't like others to disturb him when he was talking, Wang An would have taken action to teach this ignorant guy a long time ago. At the same time, I decided again in my heart: it is no wonder that a person like him who is not enlightened has been in the court for so long and has not been promoted. He really deserves it!

Zhu Changluo, who didn't care at all, smiled kindly, pointed to a place in the picture, and changed his voice: "The design is very good, the idea is clever, but..."

Looking in the direction of his finger, Zhao Shizhen recognized the ignition device there. Suddenly, Zhao Shizhen's heart skipped a beat, and he had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of what the prince was talking about.Sure enough, the prince went on to say: "Ignite the fire with a match, once the sky changes, in case of wind or rain, what can I do?"

"The battle situation is changing rapidly, and the weather is fickle. How can it be as you want? If you can't cover everything when designing, it can only be used as a gadget, but it can't be called a weapon." When Zhu Changluo said this, his face turned serious and his tone was serious. .

Zhao Shizhen, who was not angry at first, was instantly discouraged, frowned and thought hard for a moment: "The matchmaking method of lighting a fire has been passed down for nearly 200 years, but this... I have no way to solve it."

Zhu Changluo smiled lightly: "You don't, I do!"

Couldn't believe his ears, Zhao Shizhen shook his head fiercely, the corners of his eyes and brows were clearly written in disbelief: "Your Highness...you are not teasing this humble minister, are you?"

Zhu Changluo's expression was calm, and his tone was confident and determined: "There are not only ways, but also many ways."

Zhao Shizhen heard that it is possible to die in the evening, and Zhao Shizhen's current mood is probably the only thing that can be as if it is just in case.

For him, this moment was the moment when the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. After a period of dizziness, Zhao Shizhen knelt down straight on the ground, kowtowed three times respectfully, raised his face, and said in an almost pious tone: "Your Highness, please guide me! My minister Zhao Shizhen swears to the sky today that he will follow His Highness from now on and do the work of a dog. Even if there is a mountain of swords and oil in front of him, he is willing and will not complain or regret."

Facing Zhao Shizhen's eager, almost begging eyes, Zhu Changluo smiled slightly and took out a picture from the case, and waved to Zhao Shizhen: "Master Zhao, let's take a look at this thing, can you make it?"

Forcibly suppressing the surging heart, Zhao Shizhen moved forward tremblingly, and took it with trembling hands. What caught his eye was a long blunderbuss, a steel barrel, and a wooden blunderbuss holder. The overall lines were smooth and beautiful. Zhao Shizhen, a contemporary firearms expert, Zhao Shizhen's excited eyes finally froze when he saw the weird device on the curved handle of the gun, his rapid breathing stopped, and his eyes were fixed on the device. In the blink of an eye, the voice had lost its tone, panting heavily, and said in a low voice, "Dare to ask Your Highness, what is this...?"

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