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

Chapter 60 Brave second uncle, straight ahead.

Zhu Zhangui chose the candidate for his daughter-in-law, and Zhang let go of a major event in his heart.

In the next two days, Zhu Zhangui was dragged by Mrs. Zhang to do various things.

The horoscope comparison of birthdays, the selection of dresses to wear when getting married, and the arrangement of the six ceremonies for officials of the Ministry of Rituals.

He was so busy that he didn't touch the ground until Zhu Zhangui was notified by the camp in the south of the city, and then the gun was made, and then he was released by the old lady.

"Meet His Royal Highness Taisun!"

As soon as Zhu Zhangui walked out of the East Palace, the butler Lao He greeted him with a long box.

"Okay, let me have a look."

After waving his hand to let Lao He get up, Zhu Zhangui was impatient, and took the long box that Lao He was holding.

"Your Highness, this gun is manufactured according to your requirements, but the craftsmen may not be able to produce results in a short time due to the rifling problem you explained."

"The old slave is afraid that you will be in a hurry, so let them make the one without rifling first."

Zhu Zhangui nodded, picked up the flintlock rifle in the box and took aim.

"Has the effect been tested? How many times the dose can it withstand? Did you encounter any other difficulties during manufacturing?"

Lao He took out his small book and flipped through it and replied: "This gun barrel is very strong. After trying five times the amount of gunpowder, the gun barrel still has no problem. Moreover, the gunpowder ratio is screened according to your requirements, and the shooting range has also been improved. Quite a few, still lethal at a hundred paces away."

"The problem, originally there was a problem with the main spring, but it was solved by a new craftsman later."

"Hundred steps!"

Zhu Zhangui frowned, apparently dissatisfied with the range.

A musket made of seamless steel pipes only has a killing distance of a hundred paces, which is really a waste of money.

Forget it, let’s take a hundred steps!
Craftsmen are new to this weapon, and they only know one thing about many things, but not the other.

The ability to make a Suifa gun was completely imitated according to the simple drawings given by Zhu Zhangui.

Anything should be mastered first and then improved.

Craftsmen still have too much to learn, let them study slowly!

Putting the broken hair gun on his back, Zhu Zhangui took the bullets and gunpowder handed over by Lao He, and confessed: "When we go back, everyone will be rewarded with 100 taels, and the newcomer who has made outstanding contributions will be rewarded with another 1000 taels. "

"And tell everyone, whoever can figure out the rifling of the gun, or has a breakthrough research on the gun, I personally reward him with 10 taels, and I will also announce to the emperor that he will get an official position in the Ministry of Industry. job."

"Hehe, masters, if you know that His Highness gives such a heavy reward, you will probably think desperately."

After talking about the reward, Zhu Zhangui explained some other things to Lao He, and then fired a gun with his back on his back, and went to ask the old man for something.

Iron materials are needed to exchange seamless steel pipes, and Zhu Zhangui does not intend to spend his own money to buy them.

The old man wants the Shenji camp to be strong, so what if he doesn't buy something.

Although the Shenji Battalion belongs to him for the time being, the war is fought for the imperial court. If the imperial court doesn't pay some money, it will be unjustifiable.

When he came to Shangshu's room, Zhu Zhangui was about to go in when he found that the atmosphere was not right.

The little eunuch on duty at the door was lying on the ground and didn't dare to lift his head, and the old man's roar could be faintly heard from inside the room.

Hearing the roar inside, Zhu Zhangui hesitated for a moment, but walked in cautiously.

Entering Shang's study room, Zhu Zhangui saw the second uncle kneeling straight in front of the old man.

Little Snot and a group of young eunuchs were lying on the ground, not even daring to move.

Zhu Zhangui felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the scene in front of him.

If he remembered correctly, this should be the first time that his second uncle Zhu Gaoxu supervised the country. He failed to handle many things well and was severely taught by the old man.

Maybe it's because he hates it, or maybe it's other reasons, what the old man said is a bit ugly.

The second uncle, who has a straightforward personality and a bit of a temper, directly opened up a frontal confrontation with the old man.

Then the second uncle Zhu Gaoxu got angry and went back to hold a funeral for himself.

Hehe, I had fun watching it.

Thinking of the scene of Zhu Gaoxu's funeral, Zhu Zhangui's mouth slightly curled up, moved back, hid his figure and began to look lively.

It's a pity that Zhu Zhangui came a little later, the quarrel between the two people in front was over, Zhu Gaoxu was being scolded by the old man and stood up angrily, and tore off the python robe on his body.

"Damn it, give me this set!"

Zhu Gaoxu tore off the python robe on his body and threw it on the ground. He yelled at the old man angrily: "You are still looking for the descendants of Jianwen, so what did you rebel in the first place? Since you said this, why don't you just go to Jinyiwei Prison and give Jianwen to him?" Let it out, don't think I don't know, you let that little bastard lock Jianwen in."

Zhu Zhangui raised his eyebrows.

This second uncle really needs to clean up!

In response to these words, Zhu Zhangui decided that when his second uncle had his funeral, he must make arrangements to repay his care for him during this period of time.

It is said that the second uncle is no longer in charge of the country, so can he take back the house and the 2000 million taels?

Zhu Gaoxu, who was fully fired, was no longer afraid of the old man, and directly sprayed with all his strength.

"You really regard yourself as a loyal minister. We are the rebellion of the whole family. The ancestors and ancestors can see it clearly. Don't talk about repairing the Yongle Grand Ceremony. Even if you become the number one saint in the world, the historian will not treat you It is written that you are in line of succession."

"The country only has such a small amount of money for a year. It's hard to save some money. It's better for you to release half of it with a wave of your hand, and let the rest go."

"I want to do disaster relief too, but what can I do if I don't have money?"

"You went to Jiming Temple to hide for leisure, leaving us a lot of mess."

"The whole imperial court asks for money in different ways every day. I can't fucking figure out these bad debts."

"You say I'm not as good as big brother, you say I have a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and I don't have the appearance of an emperor, then what did you say to me before?"

The more Zhu Gaoxu said, the angrier he became, and finally he flicked his sleeves fiercely and shouted: "You don't need to punish yourself, don't you just want an explanation. I'll go home and wait now, you don't matter if you drink poisonous wine, Sanchibai It's okay for Ling, there are only so few people in the palace, so just keep your eyes open and see how filial my son is!"

Perhaps the words that had been held in his heart for many years were spoken, and Zhu Gaoxu also went all out, blaming Long Yi.

"You just sit on your ass in this position. Don't give me a bad mouth. I don't care about it."

After roaring, Zhu Gaoxu kicked away the memorial in front of him, turned around and walked out angrily.

Little snot, so scared that he didn't dare to let out, hugged Zhu Gaoxu's thigh.

"Lord Han, I beg you, servant girl, you can't leave! Say something nice to the emperor, please."

How is it possible to say good things?

He, Zhu Gaoxu, has already given up all his strength, now he turns around and says good things, do he still want to face?

Kicked away the little snot that was hugging his leg.

"I'm a smelly mound, I can't say good things, get out!"

"Han Wang Ye, Han Wang Ye, don't go!"

Little Snot kept chasing after him, hoping that Zhu Gaoxu would turn around.

But Zhu Gaoxu didn't even bother, he strode out of Shang's study and went home to attend the funeral.

After being teased by his son, the old man was so angry that he couldn't even get angry, and kept laughing desolately.

Hearing the old man's laughter, Zhu Zhangui, who was hiding behind the gauze curtain, shuddered.

Now the old man probably doesn't want to see himself.

The old man must be in a bad mood just now because he was bullied like that, and he should wait until the old man is in a better mood before coming back.

Right, that is it.

In order to prevent being used as a punching bag by the old man, Zhu Zhangui found a random reason, walked out of the gauze curtain holding the gun, and moved out little by little.

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, you are finally here."

Just as Zhu Zhangui moved a little, Little Snot rushed forward in surprise, and hugged Zhu Zhangui's thigh to prevent him from running away.

Zhu Zhangui's body froze suddenly, and he glared fiercely at the dead eunuch who was hugging his leg.

Zhu Di, who was laughing sadly, suddenly turned his head to look at Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui, who was stared at by the old man in a somewhat unnatural way, also knew which thread was wrong, so he reached out and handed the gun over.

"Grandpa, the second uncle should not be far away, why don't you shoot him to scare him?"

(End of this chapter)