The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 329 The Brand New Yonglong
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Graphite refills are inlaid with bamboo tubes, falling on the white paper with waving arms to write dragon-flying and phoenix-like handwriting, extending neatly from left to right, deleting and deleting some of the content of the above test, and filling yourself Thoughts.

"The force of the impact with the pull cord is not enough."

"The flint still needs to be refined, and ignition is too slow. Make the fuse shorter! Shorten the explosion time. By the way, the fuse of the iron bomb needs to be lengthened. Don't forget it before it hits the ground. It's the same in mid-air. Anyway, the power is so great."

On the temporary stage, a few people watched the lingering smoke in the distance, and some people stepped off the stage to have a look. Geng Qing, who was sitting in the big tiger-skin chair, handed over the corrected document to the director of the military department, and accompanied him There is also the Minister of the Arsenal, all of whom were selected and promoted by Geng Qing from the folks over the years. He sent a letter to Zhu Youzhen of Bianzhou for this kind of official of the eighth rank, and directly bypassed the sect and Zhongshu , Shangshu Sansheng, took office.

Even if there were criticisms over there, Zhu Youzhen just mixed a few words in front of the emperor. For ten years, this King Yong, who is sitting in Chang'an, has paid a lot of taxes to the Central Plains, and he has not rebelled. Where can I find such a person?
Of course, the important thing is that the generals of each army still have a lot to do with King Yong in terms of interests. Even if the other party was transferred from the capital at the beginning, in the past ten years, both sides have kept writing letters and doing business together in private. If you move King Yong, it may cause dissatisfaction among the generals guarding Daliang.

If the name of "Qingjun side" is introduced, then his good life will come to an end, after all, there are too many dead emperors.

Not only the generals in the army, but also many ministers in the court participated in it. The caravans under the names of each family, from Chang'an, Longzhou, Guiyi, and then to Yumen Pass, all need to have a good relationship with King Yong. I heard that Dang Xiang Tubo and Tubo all got involved in this bustling East-West business line, and even took the so-called share
Convincing the plundering barbarians with just one mouth is obviously unbelievable. Five years ago, Guiyi, Longzhou and the Dangxiang tribe launched a surprise attack on Tubo. Even if the situation is not good, he can calmly retreat to the plateau to defend, taking advantage of the unique climate and environment of the plateau to kill the opponent. However, it is rumored that in that battle, King Yong also invited Lei Gong to help, and the huge thunder from the sky bombarded the Tibetans day and night. In the camp, the huge sound can be heard clearly ten miles away.

In the next half month, various ministries of Tubo sent envoys to Chang'an. They heard that they became good at singing and dancing in front of King Yong in the palace, and performed wrestling and dancing in front of the officials below.

Only the courtiers in Chang'an who were in touch with the secrets knew that it was the firearms battalion under King Yong who made the fierce Tubo people good at singing and dancing. Shocked by the huge roar of the tongues of flames, the houses built in the two miles were sucked out of holes, and a second fire could burst out, directly moving the houses into ruins.

There are nearly [-] such iron cannons in the battalion. It is rumored that there are even bigger iron cannons that can hit five miles away. Not much, it is better not to let people see it, so as not to lead to jokes.

In ten years, with folk workshops, military weapons supervisors under the palace, and arsenal department craftsmen beating and hammering, only nearly thirty of the hundreds of iron cannons passed the test, and the supporting iron bullets were strictly controlled. Inadvertently, more than half of the entire craftsman's workshop was blown up, and several blacksmiths died before. King Yong was so angry that he didn't eat for two days, and sent all the people in charge to the big prison. They have not been released for three years.

Afterwards, the Military Weapons Supervision Department and the Arsenal Department issued a decree that the storeroom below should not have any sparks, and the iron bullets must be handled with care, and even the roads they walked were constantly leveled.

It can be seen that King Yong has extremely strict requirements on these matters.

No, the second roar exploded in the distance, and a test hut was instantly swallowed by flames, thick smoke, and dust. When the billowing smoke drifted in, Geng Qing threw the second test directly on the face of the master , While the papers were flying, he stood up and looked at the other party sternly.

"How many times have I said that the amount of gunpowder must be controlled above what I require. If you add more than the standard amount to the iron bomb, if the iron pipe explodes, will the surrounding soldiers all die because of your selfish desire to take credit?!"

"Firearms are just icing on the cake. They scare the opponent. In the end, the soldiers still have to fight with their lives!"

"Go down—"

Several officials around bowed their heads and did not dare to speak until Geng Qing sat back on the chair before dispersing.The thin figure standing on the side looked coldly at the military supervisor who had left the test site with his hands behind his back, and shook his head: "You shouldn't be so angry."

In the past ten years, Jiuyu's face seemed to have not been lingered by the years, except for the slight graying of the temples, compared to Geng Qing, his appearance has not changed much from before.

It's just that his temper seems to be getting colder.

On the side, Dachun, who was fat and fat, came over, bent down with difficulty to pick up the pieces of paper, and Geng Qing leaned back in the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the status of King Yong for ten years had raised a An aura that is hard to get close to.

His voice was peaceful.

"If they don't get angry, they will still be the same. If they are stricter at ordinary times, it will be less likely to cause accidents. Otherwise, on the battlefield, a mistake will kill their own people."

"Oh? Are you ready to do it?"

"Everything is prepared, so we can't store it in the warehouse to keep the tide?" Geng Qing smiled, "Li Keyong is dead, and his son fought Zhu Youzhen a few times, and he is quite powerful."

"Take a hand on him?"

Not far away, it seemed that Li Siyuan heard the key names in these words. Li Siyuan, who was nearly thirty, looked back. He had an extraordinary bearing, and his words and deeds were very cultivated. The few officials who talked to him were as comfortable as spring breeze.

The words on the stage continued, and Geng Qing's voice came, with a slight smile.

"No, it's good to let him stay in the north. At least it's a buffer zone. Khitan has established a country and will inevitably fight. It's not clear whether he will go south to Hebei or Taiyuan. If he stays there, at least he can save the whole journey. Of course, If we go south with the Khitan, then the plan that we thought about before will have to be advanced."

Geng Qing looked at Li Siyuan who was looking this way from the corner of his eye. He has raised this guy for ten years, so it should come in handy.During the ten years, he taught with all his heart, but it was not about the government's strategy, but the concept of family and country, which was constantly conveyed to the other party, and it was impossible for the whole ten years to have no influence.

"But before that, let him exercise and practice with Wang Jian. The emperor of the Shu Kingdom was full of schemes in his early years, and he took advantage of the attack on Xichuan, but in fact he was an outstanding man of his generation, and he is also old now."

The wind blows the remaining smoke of gunpowder, and Geng Qing sighs softly while sitting on the chair.

"There are more talented people in Jiangshan. The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves should disappear on the river beach. Don't you think so?"

(End of this chapter)