People in Datang have been expelled from school

Chapter 308

Gunpowder is a Pandora's box. From the popularity of cold weapons to hot weapons, the lethality of hot weapons is geometrically different from that of cold weapons.

Watching Du Hu hurried to the entrance of the village on his horse, he and Li Yifu went to find the ingredients.

If Li Shimin knew about the existence of gunpowder, the ghost knows what he would do.

Li Zheng looked at the book in front of him, which recorded the gunpowder production process in the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, gunpowder was only used in firecrackers.

It was not until cannon popularized gunpowder in the army that the power began to increase.

The book in front of me is the record of firearms manufacturing in the Ming Dynasty.

There are firecrackers, artillery, and some prototypes of landmines on it.

The power of gunpowder has a lot to do with its formula.

If there is too much of the same ingredient or a little of one, it is likely to be misfired.

In the later application of gunpowder, people in the Ming Dynasty called gunpowder a medicine that can make the flame burn violently.

There is a lot of saltpeter in Longyou Road.

Most of the saltpeter used to make ice was dug there.

As one of the four great inventions, gunpowder has the greatest influence on warfare.

It made the war situation dominated by cold weapons become dominated by hot weapons.

This is a Pandora's box and a military weapon.

Cold weapons rely on the sea of ​​people, the strength of the troops, and the combat effectiveness of the soldiers to determine the outcome.

Gunpowder is much more crude. The so-called cannon fire is golden.

In this age that is still somewhat stupid and silly.

The emperor governs the world and defends against enemies with the city walls.

Li Zheng disdained this method of defense. To Gunpowder, these city walls were just a piece of paper.

As long as there is enough powerful gunpowder, tearing the city wall is as easy as tearing a piece of paper.

Some useless clay pots were found in the village used to fill gunpowder.

First wash the clay pots and put them in the sun to dry.

It had been three days since Dahu brought all the ingredients.

Xu Jingzong said anxiously: "The prince of the county, the disciples of Confucianism and Buddhism are now denouncing it, and some people even want to burn the legend of the White Snake. They all say that this book is an evil book."

"Evil book?" Li Zheng smiled contemptuously while preparing gunpowder, "The Legend of the White Snake is nothing more than a love story with a bit of curiosity."

Li Yifu looked at Li Zheng tossing the sand and stones, and asked Xu Jingzong in a low voice, "What do you think the magistrate is doing with these things?"

"How do I know?" Xu Jingzong also looked at Li Zheng, unable to understand.

With a long sigh, Xu Jingzong continued: "I also received news that those monks plan to hold a Buddhist meeting in Chang'an, and many monks will go there at that time."

Li Yifu's expression became more and more worried, "Really?"

Xu Jingzong looked sad, and really couldn't understand that Li Zheng didn't do anything to deal with those monks, but fiddled with these saltpeter coals.

Li Yifu sighed and said: "Old Xu, keep an eye on the movement of Chang'an. These days I am guarding Jingyang, and I will drive away as many monks as there are monks coming."

Xu Jingzong followed Li Yifu all the way to the entrance of the village, "I don't know how His Majesty will make a decision today."

Li Yifu asked in a low voice: "Do you think something will happen to the county marquis?"

Xu Jingzong smiled meaningfully, "Whether something will happen to the county marquis is unknown, but something will definitely happen to these Buddhist disciples."

“How come you see?”

Xu Jingzong explained: "Your Majesty ordered Dali Temple to conduct a thorough investigation of each temple. Why? It is just to know how many monks there are in how many temples in Chang'an."

Speaking of this, Li Yifu thought: "But now the monks want to unite to deal with the magistrate."

"It's more than just a county prince." Xu Jingzong said as he walked all the way: "If these monks obediently accept the investigation of Dali Temple, it's all right. Now that these monks are openly challenging you, don't you think this is a kind of kindness for the court and His Majesty?" Threat?"

"To His Majesty, a monk should be just a monk, but if these monks go too far, they will be a threat to His Majesty, and His Majesty will not show mercy."

"That's why the magistrate is so confident?"

Xu Jingzong said with emotion: "Monks also make mistakes sometimes. The Jingyang Printing Workshop has been around for so long, and it has always been just a small printing workshop. The County Marquis has no intention of expanding it. This is where the County Marquis is smart. .”

Put these gunpowder materials in the sun to dry out the moisture.

Li Zheng came to Jingyang Academy, and he rarely came to the academy to give lectures on weekdays, maybe only a few times a month.

Most of them were taught by Li Zheng to Daniel, who asked Daniel to teach some knowledge to the children here.

Seeing the class, Li Zheng said to these children: "Today, I will tell you a story. This story is called Three monks have no water to eat."

"Once upon a time there was a temple. There was a young monk in the temple. He was very comfortable living alone. He could carry water for himself every day. Later, a tall and thin monk came. The two monks could take turns carrying water to eat. Here comes a fat monk..."

"Until the three monks, no one is willing to carry water. Why do the three monks have no water to drink? Because the three monks don't want to contribute, and they all want to rely on others."

After the story was told, a group of children listened engrossed, and the story that ended abruptly was still in their minds.

He just told a short story, which Chu Suiliang found very thought-provoking.

After telling this story, it was Chu Suiliang who went on to teach the children how to write.

Seeing Li Zheng walking out of the classroom, Li Chunfeng asked, "Your Majesty, I have heard all about the recent events."

"Chang'an is really a big mess." Li Zheng said with emotion: "It seems that I made a big mess this time."

Li Chunfeng also said: "In the eyes of the poor, few bald donkeys are good things."

Hearing what Li Chunfeng said, Li Zheng said in a low voice: "It's quite rich to be a monk these days, but it's not easy for you to be a Taoist priest."

"Tell me, this Buddhist school has to take care of everything." Li Chunfeng continued: "Buddhism is about praying for blessings, even giving birth to a child. What else can they do besides praying for blessings?"

"According to you, the business scope of Buddhism is wider than yours?"

"business?"

"It's business." Li Zheng explained.

"That's not true." Li Chunfeng said again: "Actually, the poor Taoist is not good at Taoism, but I also know many Taoist friends. They have been doing chivalry all their lives. In the temple, it’s just knocking wooden fish, we are the ones who really help others solve their troubles, and by the way, we can also eliminate violence and bring peace to the people.”

While walking, Li Zheng said, "Master Li Chunfeng, I really don't intend to get involved in the grievances and grievances between your Buddhist and Taoist families."

"If you need any help, the poor Taoist can tell the Taoist priest Li Chunfeng, and if you raise your arms, all the Taoist priests in the world will hear the news and respond."

(End of this chapter)