I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 353 Emperor Yongle's Last Wish!
"Isn't the cost a bit too high? If a big battle is over and thousands of coins are sold out, it will be a small million taels of silver."

"This amount of money would have been enough to fight a Northern Expedition before."

Zhu Pangpang still feels distressed. Back then, his father begged him to pay for the war, but it was only a few million taels of silver.

But now it's good, fighting a war is like throwing money.

Not to mention other military services, rockets alone consume so much.

This has to be added to the consumption of other military branches. Now after a big battle, at least tens of millions of taels of silver will be spent.

Tens of millions of taels of silver, God, if this was put in the past, it would be enough for Zhu Di to beat the prairie barbarians back and forth several times.

"Father, this account is not calculated like this."

Zhu Zhangui, who had just returned to the few people after watching the rocket, happened to hear what Zhu Pangpang said.

"It is true that we have spent some money in the war now, but the benefits brought to us by the war are several times, dozens of times or even hundreds of times the consumption of the war."

"Let's not talk about other places, let's talk about Asan Province. When I proposed to fight here before, except for Xia Yuanji, a money fan who supported me, you, including grandpa, were not optimistic about it."

"They even made a two-year agreement for me. If you didn't see Ah San's income later, I'm afraid you will ask me to come back when the time comes."

The old man on the side nodded in agreement.

"Yes, boss, this account really can't be calculated like this."

"If every war brings benefits like Ah San's, the cost of fighting the war is just a drizzle."

Zhu Pangpang was helpless.

He also knew what it meant, but the problem was that the grandpa and grandson only counted as a victory in the war, if they failed, it wouldn't be the loss of the wife and the loss of the army.

But seeing the high interest of the old man and his son, Zhu Pangpang didn't want to say anything depressing to upset the two of them, so he nodded silently, stood aside and said nothing.

"Liugong, can you show it now?"

The old man is used to being poor, and Zhu Zhangui knows that he loves money. The old man stopped talking, and he didn't say anything.

Zhu Pangpang is the emperor no matter what, and he is the other party's son. Every day, his son teaches me a lesson, and I can't hold back my face if I say it.

In addition, he was looking forward to the power of the rockets, so after the father said nothing, he looked directly at Liu Gong, the person in charge of the rocket department.

"Of course." Liugong grinned, stretched out his hand and patted the shelf next to it, "It's full of live ammunition, as long as you install the launcher, you can use it directly."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go. I want to see if this thing is as scary as what you two said."

The old man who was also very interested at the side, learned that this big killer could be used at any time, waved his hand domineeringly, and ordered to drive to the proving ground, and come directly to the actual combat experiment.

Zhu Pangpang, who was at the side, opened his mouth to persuade his grandpa and grandson to save a little.

After all, one round of launch of this thing is more than 1000 taels of silver, which is all money.

It's nothing more than hitting the enemy's head. It's a bit wasteful to let go of this plain air.

But seeing the high spirits of his grandfather and grandson, he shut his mouth again.

It doesn't matter to the son, if his father's interest is blocked, he will probably be scolded again.

Forget it, those who celebrate the New Year, don't make yourself uncomfortable, the more than 1000 taels of silver will be used as fireworks for the New Year to make the old man happy.

Naturally, Zhu Zhangui and the others would not sit on the Sanbengzi, which had a terrifying and murderous aura, let alone drive it by itself.

This thing has just been developed and has not been tested in actual combat. The ghost knows that it is stable and unstable.

It would be a lot of fun if it swayed a few times on the road and exploded while driving.

A special driver, driving a Sanbengzi loaded with rockets, left the artisan camp first under the protection of the royal guards.

The royal guards are not protecting the Sanbengzi, but are used as Qingdao.

As I said just now, this thing is unstable, and it’s Chinese New Year these days, and the streets are full of people, if you don’t clean up any accidents, the court will not even think about having a safe New Year.

After confirming that San Bengzi was far away, the old man waved a group of people to mount their horses, and followed slowly to the experimental site.

"Your Highness!"

As soon as Zhu Zhangui and his party left the gate of the artisan camp, Hu Yu, who had been waiting at the gate for a long time, came over with a monkey with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at it, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his monkey, snorted lightly and said, "Don't hit too hard for those who celebrate Chinese New Year. You continue to come back to work tomorrow, and I will find someone to take your place."

The monkey Zhu Zhangui doesn't plan to take it with him anymore.

This kid is really unreliable. The past two years of following him have delayed his bad things.

That is to say, this guy has been with me for many years, except for being a little looser and sloppy, he does everything with his heart.

If the relationship was more ordinary, Zhu Zhangui would probably be thrown into Jinyiwei Prison directly, so that Ji Gang could greet him properly.

"Yes!"

Hu Yu obeyed, and kicked the bundled monkey to his subordinates.

"Take this guy back and lock him up first, let him reflect on me, and I will deal with him later."

Zhu Zhangui didn't care how Hu Yu planned to teach the monkey. He didn't interfere in the affairs of the people below. This was his principle of doing things.

In the future, he is going to be a man of the emperor, not the boss of a gangster. If he manages everything, he will be exhausted to death sooner or later.

If there is anything to do, just go to the boss who committed the crime. If the boss can't handle it, then fix the boss.

Again, it's hard to find a three-legged toad, and there are people who want to be officials everywhere. If you can't do it well, someone can do it well.

The site for the rocket test was chosen ten miles away from the capital.

The place is a hillside area, and the rocket will hit the target hill directly later.

As the personnel arrived, Liugong brought along the craftsmen and began to adjust the rocket launcher.

As several men shook the handle vigorously, the front end of the launch vehicle began to lift slowly, pointing obliquely at the hillside in the distance.

"My lord, the car is already ready, do you want to start now?"

In the twelfth lunar month, Liu Gong, who was sweating profusely, rode up to the old man excitedly and asked if it would start.

The old man, who hadn't eaten at noon and was already a little hungry, glanced at the westward sun and nodded.

"Let's get started. Let's go back to dinner after we're done. I'm treating guests. Just say what you want to eat tonight. I'll let the imperial dining room deliver it to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

It was a great honor for the Supreme Emperor to invite you to dinner. Liugong saluted excitedly, picked up a small flag and waved vigorously at the launch point, announcing the official start of the test.

Zhu Zhangui and others were more than a mile away from the launch vehicle. They were so far away because they were afraid that the thing would explode in place, so it was better to watch from a distance.

Following the transmission of Liugong's order, in Zhu Zhangui's binoculars, he saw the craftsmen who were originally debugging next to the launch vehicle boarded their horses and rushed to the distance.

This is clearly stipulated by Zhu Zhangui, any dangerous experimental projects, master craftsmen are not allowed to participate.

They were all cultivated by him through untold hardships, and the loss of Zhu Zhangui would make him feel distressed for a few days.

A few years ago, an old master in the steam engine department died of illness, and Zhu Zhangui was sad for several days. It can be imagined that he attaches great importance to talents.

After the craftsmen left, an experimenter in heavy armor came to a joystick and got ready.

The reason why this guy wears such thick clothes is not to resist the shrapnel from the failed test explosion, but to ensure that the other party retains a whole body in the explosion.

The ancients are the heaviest corpses, and a complete burial is the best result. Unless it is a last resort, they will not choose to burn them with fire.

Because in the eyes of the ancients, burning it with fire is a great disrespect to the dead. If there is a wind or something after the burning, it will be ruined.

As Liugong raised a flag again, the person in full defense began to vigorously shake the joystick in front of him.

"Buzzing buzzing..."

The sound of electromagnetic friction sounded, and a current flowed to the ignition point along the wire connected to the launch vehicle.

"Crack!"

The electric current passed through a device, and there was a sound of a small object being opened, followed by a burst of fire from the tail of the first-ranked rocket, and the rocket made an ear-splitting roar, and flew out of orbit device.

While everyone was looking at the rockets that flew out, the rocket that ranked No. 6 flew out with a whistling sound.

Then the next 1 and the next 6, with a thick tail flame, flew out in a big arc, roaring to the distance, and shot over the hills about three miles away.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The hill full of dead leaves was covered by the explosion, and the smoke and dead leaves from the explosion completely covered the hill.

"it is good!"

Looking at the mountain covered by the explosion, the old man shook his fist in excitement.

The weapon was simply too much to his liking.

The explosion is powerful and covers a wide area, which is simply the biggest nemesis of the military formation.

With such a powerful coverage area and terrifying lethality, not to mention ordinary infantry regiments, even heavy armored regiments covered in heavy armor will still burp if they are hit.

"Gudong!"

Zhu Gaosui, who was accompanying the old man at the side, swallowed hard, "Father, this is too fierce. After this round, I guess an army of ten thousand people can be maimed."

The old man laughed when he heard the words, and said domineeringly: "With this magical weapon, who else in the world can stop my Daming's footsteps!"

Zhu Pangpang on the side nodded in agreement, "That's right, with this fetish, the whole world is in the hands of my father, but it's just too expensive."

"Hahaha…"

The group of people laughed out loud again, and the laughter was full of arrogance that no country in the world is an enemy.

"Master Liu, here you need to speed up production and storage. If you lack anything, just tell the court. If you don't have enough money, I will save it for you even if you don't eat."

"You must store no less than 3 rockets for me before March next year."

Seeing the power of the rockets, the old man's heart, which had been gradually quiet, became agitated again.

He is not willing to be lonely, he wants to have another loose before he dies.

The plateau has not yet been regained, and the Timur Empire in the west is still fighting against Zhang Fu. The old man wants to solve these two scourges before he dies.

After settling these two guys, he will have no regrets at all.

After laying down such a vast territory, he is not afraid of dying to see his father.

Even when he saw his father, he could speak arrogantly.

"Old man, I am a hundred times stronger than the Zhu Yunqi you chose, and I am not even worse than you."

"It's a legend that you became an emperor from a beggar, but I conquered the largest country in the history of Yanhuang. Even the territory of the Yuan Dynasty is far behind our Ming Dynasty. I am no worse than you."

Thinking of seeing his old man, the old man knew the political achievements he had made, and regretted the scene, the old man was looking forward to it.

That is to say, he doesn't want to die now, otherwise he might go back to hang himself tonight, and then go to that old guy who has been domineering and stubborn all his life, and pretend to be tough.

"The minister takes orders!"

Glancing at Zhu Pangpang, seeing that he didn't make any comments, and just nodded with a smile on the side, Liugong heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed in response.

After all, the old man retreated to the second line, and Zhu Pangpang is now in charge.

If Zhu Pangpang strongly opposes and continues to increase the production of rockets, Liugong can only stare blankly.

Play industrial technology, no money to play a fart.

After walking around for a day, the old man, who saw countless new achievements, finally returned home satisfied.

Originally, Zhu Zhangui thought that after the old man returned, he would have a meal and then go to the Taimiao to brag.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the gate of the palace, the old man would drag him and Zhu Pangpang, and under Zhu Gaosui's envious and jealous eyes, they ran to the specially decorated war room by the old man.

"Father, who are you planning to hit again?"

As soon as he arrived in the war room, Zhu Pangpang looked at the old man warily.

The country has just stabilized not long ago, and his son is just like his father, a restless master.Zhu Pangpang wanted to take advantage of the few years he had been alive to tidy up his son's house more, let Daming rest for a while, so that he could recharge his energy and move forward after his son took over.

In his mind, don't fight if you can't fight a big battle in the past few years.

When Zhu Zhangui went to the West at the beginning, he urged thousands of times not to go to war with the West unless it was absolutely necessary, and to delay it for a while if possible.

It is precisely because of Zhu Pangpang's advice that Zhu Zhangui chose to support a force to disrupt the West.

Otherwise, based on his distaste for those white-skinned pigs, he would definitely start a war without any delay.

The world is so big, one power is enough, too many powers will have no effect other than delaying the progress of civilization.

In Zhu Zhangui's mind, it is enough for this world to have Ming Dynasty. With the hard work and intelligence of the Yanhuang people, they will definitely take this planet, fly out of the Milky Way, and fly to the entire universe.

The best job for those white-skinned pigs and niggers in the West is to serve as cattle and horses for Daming, and try to make use of their height and weight advantages to contribute to the development of Yanhuang civilization.

"Cough cough!"

Facing the eyes of the fat son, the old man coughed twice unnaturally.

As he got older and retreated to the second line, the old man began to be a little afraid of this son. Now he wants to do something, just like a child facing an adult, afraid that he will be opposed if he speaks out.

"Grandpa, you are planning to hit the plateau!"

Zhu Zhangui, who had understood the old man's thoughts for a long time, saw that the old man was afraid to face his father's eyes, and smiled and expressed his thoughts.

The old man nodded quickly, pulled the fat son who was a bit unhappy, pointed at the map and said:
"Boss, look at how beautiful this picture is. The three of us have conquered the largest territory in the history of Yanhuang, opening up countless living spaces for future generations."

"To be honest, at this point, I have no regrets in my heart. Even if I die now, I am not afraid to meet your grandfather, because we men have the capital to be proud of."

"But this area, we haven't taken it yet. You said that if I go down and show your grandpa a map, if your grandpa asks me why this area hasn't turned red yet, how should I answer him?"

"So in order for me not to let your grandpa scold you, let your father be self-willed again."

"I promise, after finishing the plateau, turn all the map into the red color of our Ming Dynasty, and I will grow flowers and grass at home, take a walk with the dog and so on, and I will never cause you trouble again."

Hearing his father mentioned grandpa, and thinking of the thorn in his father's heart, Zhu Pangpang's originally stiff face gradually relaxed.

His father has worked so hard all his life. Was it for the throne that he worked so hard on the battlefield?

Zhu Pangpang could answer accurately, no, his father worked so hard for the sake of the whole family.

At that time, the situation had reached the point where there was no way to retreat. Once it retreated, the lives of the whole family would be lost, let alone the glory it is today.

He still remembers what his father said when he asked King Ning to guard Beiping City when he borrowed troops.

"It's not that Dad likes to rebel and like that position, but that we have no way out. Compared with that position, I want our whole family to live a good life. But we want to live like that, and others don't allow it. He always thinks we can't Be kind and try to rebel against him."

"It's also because he has this idea, so he just wants to kill us. We have to work hard."

"Boss, we can defeat Zhu Yunqi 10 times, but Zhu Yunqi is still the emperor, but as long as Zhu Yunqi defeats us once, our family may never turn around, and you, my father and son, and the whole family will be reduced to death row."

"So no matter what it is for, we can't lose. As long as we have breath, we must fight. Only by fighting can we save the lives of the whole family. Only by fighting can our family not be threatened by others."

Because of his father's words, after his father left, Zhu Pangpang defended Beiping City relentlessly, holding this last chance for his father.

For this reason, he, who never liked war, worked hard to study the art of war, and even dragged his disabled feet, wearing armor and fighting with soldiers on the city wall.

Now everything is in the past, the high-spirited father back then is now covered with gray hair, and his body is already bent.

Zhu Pangpang felt that he was very unfilial. At his age, his father should have taken care of him, but now he still worried about Daming and future generations.

"Father, it's not that my son disagrees with you going to the plateau, but because the environment is harsh and you are so old, my son is afraid that you won't be able to stand the environment there."

Zhu Zhangui had told Zhu Pangpang about the environment on the plateau, so he was very worried about his wayward father. If he ran to the plateau, he couldn't stand the environment there, and any accidents would happen.

"it's okay no problem…"

Seeing that his fat son showed signs of letting go, the old man waved quickly.

"I'll be waiting in the land of Yunnan and Guizhou. I'll let the boy do the fighting. He's young and can handle no matter how bad the environment is."

"The environment in Yunnan and Guizhou is good, and the four seasons are like spring. I will cultivate my body and mind there. I will go hunting, fishing, and wait for the good news of the little boy. I will never step on the plateau."

"real."

Zhu Pangpang is still a little worried, he knows the virtues of his father best.

It sounds good on the lips, but it's another matter when doing things.

"More real than real gold."

The old man nodded earnestly, and pointed at Zhu Zhangui and said: "You can issue an imperial edict to the brat. If I am disobedient and go to the plateau without permission, you can let him forcefully carry me back to the head office."

Seeing that the old man said so much, Zhu Pangpang knew that if he objected again, the old man would probably be angry.

He looked up at Zhu Zhangui, and after he nodded slightly, he raised his hand and took a picture of the plateau on the map.

"Okay, then let's fight, next year!"

PS: Let me tell you that the new book will be released in the early morning of March 3st. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. If you find any problems, you can directly mention the unreasonable places. Then I can adjust the outline. If the problem is too big , or if everyone feels bad, there is still time to delete and rewrite.

The introduction of the new book, I voted in the author's chapter and said, let's see if there is any merit.

The title of the new book "Sun Moon Blood Bright"

　The owner of a canteen in the later generations, traveled to become the most playful emperor Zhu Houzhao of the Ming Dynasty.

　　Zhu Houzhao, who is familiar with Daming's future destiny, is determined to change the ending of Daming.

　　In order to accumulate original funds, he robbed the saint's house.

　　In order to fight against the literati group, he kicked Liu Jin's Eight Tigers to the forefront.

　　In order to solve the financial crisis of the imperial court, he robbed the colony with the West.

　　In order to train generals and officers for the imperial court, he established the first professional military academy.

　　Wars, killings, looting, and massacres have never stopped accompanying Zhu Houzhao's life.

　　Some called him a lunatic, some said he was a tyrant, and some said he was the devil Satan from hell.

　　A few years later, Zhu Houzhao stepped on the rooftop paved with the bones of countless Westerners, and declared to the sky: "From today on, I will be the emperor of the human race in the world, and the soil under my feet will be called a big star!"

　　(This book is also known as: Zhu Houzhao, Captain of the Great Ming Ball! Battle Song of the Blood Bright! Sun Moon Star!)

　　
　
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