Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Chapter 322 Windfall
"Nimma, although the drug is expensive, the service is not bad. It's worth it for the sake of two poor children. Who made me the Lord of Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Youjian found a balance for himself in his heart. Thinking about it this way, the white money is worth the money.

Lifting the old man's quilt, pulling down a section of his trousers, Zhu Youjian stabbed the old man's buttocks hard.

"Uncle, don't harm grandpa... woo woo..."

Seeing their uncle stick a pointed object on their grandfather, the two children thought that Zhu Youjian had killed their grandfather, so they burst into tears.

Although Ah Qing came from the system, she had never seen this thing before, so she became confused for a while.

"Don't cry, uncle is treating your grandfather."

Zhu Youjian didn't speak until he finished injecting all the medicine in the syringe and covered the old man with a quilt.

Of course he could understand the psychology of the three of them. In the Ming Dynasty, no one could understand the intramuscular injection.

"Uncle lied... woo woo..."

The girl was still whimpering, but the little boy wiped away his tears and came to grandpa.

After hesitating for a moment, he lifted the quilt to check his grandfather's body. He found no wound or bleeding, and his small face suddenly showed surprise.

"Sister, don't cry, grandpa is fine!"

"Ah...really?"

The girl looked at her younger brother in doubt, then turned her confused gaze to Zhu Youjian.

I feel that the person in front of me is really not like a bad person, and besides, there is no need for him to harm his grandfather.

"Thank you Uncle, can I ask what tool Uncle used just now? It's so beautiful!"

Zhu Youjian shook his head:
"This is the only life-saving thing. Today's matter must be kept secret, otherwise your grandfather's health will not be well."

Of course Zhu Youjian would not explain such a complicated matter to her, and he deliberately told the siblings to keep it a secret.

"Water... water..."

Suddenly the old man moved on the bed, then opened his eyes, and asked for water in a weak voice.

"Grandpa is awake..."

The little boy yelled happily, and hurried to pour half a bowl of water for grandpa.

Zhu Youjian was very surprised to see that such a small child was able to feed his grandpa water with swift hands and feet.

He got up and walked outside the door to look around, and found that there was a broken house next to him. Zhu Youjian immediately went over to remove the broken door.

"My lord, let me come."

Ah Qing knew what the emperor was going to do, she immediately swung her sword and split the broken door into several pieces, took it back to the room and started to light the fire.

In order to make the fire stronger, Zhu Youjian quietly poured a little kerosene on the wood.

As the fire grew stronger, the room began to warm up.

"Ah Qing, the old man should be fine, let's go."

Zhu Youjian had to go to the Ministry of Industry, knowing that the old man would have nothing to do, so he was ready to leave.

"Yes"

Ah Qing agreed, then grabbed the emperor's sleeve and said quietly:

"My lord, they are so pitiful, can you lend me some taels of silver for my concubine?"

Seeing that the three of them were pitiful, Ah Qing wanted to help them, but she didn't bring any money when she went out.

Zhu Youjian reached out and squeezed Ah Qingqiao's face, and smiled in her ear:

"Ah Ching is not only beautiful but also caring, I like it!"

Ah Qing's ears were itchy from Zhu Youjian's breath, and when she heard the emperor praise her for her beauty, she felt a strange feeling at that time, and her pretty face turned red.

"My lord..."

Seeing Ah Qing's appearance, Zhu Youjian looked like a delicate and charming flower. He smiled wickedly and took out two ingots of silver, a total of 20 taels.

"Go give it to them!"

"Thank you my lord"

Ah Qing smiled shyly, stretched out her jade hand to take the money, turned around and came to the girl's bed.

"Little sister, this money is given to you by my master, thank him quickly!"

The girl was able to move her body at this time, and hurriedly stood up and knelt in front of Zhu Youjian.

"Thank you, master and beautiful sister. Grandpa said that you can't take other people's things for nothing. If sister doesn't dislike it, after grandpa recovers, Zixuan can be a maid for sister to repay her life-saving grace!"

The little girl was really sensible, she knew that the two ingots of silver should be at least ten taels, enough for her brother and grandfather to live a good life temporarily.

Uncle has saved Grandpa's life, and sister has given so much money, she has nothing to repay, so she can only use herself to repay her sister.

Ah Qing hurriedly helped the girl up, and pulled the quilt to wrap her up!

"Sister, get up, sister doesn't need anything in return, as long as you take good care of grandpa."

At this time, the old man also sat up with the boy's support. He felt that his body seemed to have some strength, and the various symptoms of discomfort seemed to be gradually improving.

He didn't know that it was Zhu Youjian who rescued him, and thought he was here to give money.

The old man sat on the bed and thanked Zhu Youjian:

"Thank you benefactor for saving my grandpa and grandson. May I ask your benefactor's name? When the child grows up, Bi Maokang swears that this kindness will be repaid..."

Zhu Youjian smiled and waved his hands:
"You're welcome, the two children are very good, as long as you train them more... What did you say?"

Zhu Youjian originally wanted to say that the two children would become great talents with more training, but suddenly he was stunned.

He seemed to hear the words Bi Maokang, and asked hastily:

"What did you just say? Your name is Bi Maokang? Where is he from?"

Bi Maokang was exactly the person he was looking for, but after Zhu Youjian asked the words and looked at the sloppy old man, he immediately felt that it was impossible, maybe it was just the same name and surname.

The old man didn't feel that there was anything wrong, he clasped his fists again and said with a smile:

"Old man Bi Maokang, from Anhui..."

Bi Maokang?Anhui people?
The old man had beards all over his face, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

In order to verify the real identity of the old man, Zhu Youjian reached out and took off the mask:

"Are you really Bi Maokang? See if you know me?"

The old man looked at Zhu Youjian carefully, and suddenly his body trembled, and he rolled directly from the bed to the ground.

"See Your Majesty? Caomin didn't know that His Majesty was coming, please forgive me, you two kneel down and pay homage to His Majesty!"

The old man didn't know where the strength came from, and after kowtowing to Zhu Youjian, he asked the two children to come over to see him.

But the two children didn't know who His Majesty was, but they kowtowed to Zhu Youjian obediently.

"See Your Majesty!"

Zhu Youjian hurriedly helped the old man onto the bed, and Ah Qing also pulled the two children up.

After helping Bi Maokang back to bed, Zhu Youjian severely reprimanded Bi Maokang:

"Okay, old Bitou, you used to be an important minister of my Ming Dynasty, why did you fall to such a point?"

Bi Maokang

Bi Mao Kangya Negative Weapons Bureau, a famous firearms expert in the late Ming Dynasty, has a history of Chinese and foreign, and has a good reputation with his clan brother Maoliang, known as "Er Bi".

Compose "Illustrations of Military Weapons"

This book is not divided into volumes, but has attached drawings. In front of the book, there is a preface by Zhang Jimeng, nephew Dengfu Xiaoyin, nephew Denghan Postscript and the author's preface. The preface is signed:

"On July [-]th, the eighth year of Chongzhen, the former right servant of the Ministry of War is now sending a letter to Bi Maokang, an official."

This book: "Lists all kinds of firearms and poisonous crossbows, with pictures and texts, and narrates the manufacture, use and power of weapons.

The book says: "What the barbarians fear most in China is firearms."It was forbidden to be destroyed in the 46th year of Qianlong (1781).

In 1635, as a great firearms researcher, he invented the flintlock.

Being able to use firearms in rainy and snowy weather is a huge revolution in the history of Chinese weapons.

However, with the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the limitations of Manchu thinking caused the development of firearms to stagnate.

(End of this chapter)