My Confucian Father

Chapter 47 Artillery is in the world!Thunder!

"Your Majesty is here—!"

Accompanied by the eunuch's sharp singing, all the noise in the Tai'an Hall stopped abruptly.

A majestic figure appeared at the gate of Tai'an Hall.

The scarlet dragon robe, the calm face, and the majesty of walking, make people feel awe when they look at it.

"This is Emperor Yan? He looks so young."

Su Mu looked at it secretly, feeling quite surprised. .

He knew that Emperor Yan was over 60 years old, but he still looked energetic, and his beard and hair were not gray at all. He would believe that he was 40 years old.

Emperor Yan strode into the Tai'an Hall, the queen walked side by side with him, and the crown prince was one step behind.

Behind them are a group of concubines, princes and princesses, all dressed up and present, graceful and luxurious.

Princess Yong'an was in the team.

Today she is not dressed like the men's clothes that Su Mu saw in the brothel that day, but a gorgeous red palace dress, which vividly outlines the perfect waist and body curves.

Such a gorgeous and ostentatious attire does not look vulgar and enchanting on her body, but it looks extraordinarily gorgeous and majestic, and it is breathtakingly beautiful.

Such a beautiful woman is enough to make any man's heart flutter.

It's a pity that no one dares to look up now.

Because after Emperor Yan walked into Tai'an Hall, everyone in the seats stood up and bowed their heads in salute.

Under everyone's bowing and worshiping, Emperor Yan walked to the high position at the end of the hall together with the empress and all relatives in the harem.

All the family members of the harem attended the table one after another, and coincidentally, the seat of Princess Yong'an was next to Su Mu.

But what surprised Su Mu was that Princess Yong'an didn't show any hostility towards him, and even her expression didn't change, as if she didn't know him at all.

It's pretty good at pretending... Su Mu laughed in his heart, but he also pretended not to know each other, and kept his eyes fixed.

"All gentlemen, calm down."

After everyone was seated, Emperor Yan looked around the hall and said with a faint smile, "Today's National Day celebration is a great day for my country to celebrate."

"I rule the country well, and now our Great Yan country is rich, the people are strong, and the world is peaceful, all thanks to the protection of the previous emperors and the assistance of countless loyal ministers and good generals."

"On the occasion of the National Day of 290, I gathered here with all my ministers and workers to celebrate the festive season. Today, you don't need to be rigid about etiquette. I will never return to you if you are not drunk!"

After Emperor Yan finished speaking, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, with a bold gesture.

The guests in the hall applauded one after another.

After such a prologue, the warm atmosphere was drawn out, and the banquet officially began.

A number of mermaids in palace attire entered the hall one after another, bringing in all kinds of delicious food and wine.

At the same time, beautiful music sounded, and several teams of dancers came slowly, dancing in the center of the hall.

Emperor Yan sat back in his seat, and before he put down his wine glass, the Queen tugged at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is the young man sitting next to Yu'er a child of the Confucian family?"

Emperor Yan followed the Queen's words and saw Su Mu who was drinking slowly and calmly.

Although it was the first time he had seen Su Mu, he would not admit his appearance was four or five points similar to that of the Confucian saint when he was young, and he recognized it at a glance.

Emperor Yan took a deep look at Su Mu, and said with some emotion: "That's right, it really looks like Su Aiqing."

Su Mu was wearing a Confucian robe today, which made him almost mistakenly thought he had seen a Confucian saint, because Confucian saints also have the habit of wearing Confucian robes, all year round.

The queen sized up Su Mu once more after hearing the words, and felt that the more she looked, the more pleasing she was, and said, "This Su family's son is really brilliant, and he is very gratifying to look at."

"Your Majesty, do you think he and Yu'er are a good match when sitting together? What a husband and wife look."

Emperor Yan just drank silently when he heard the words.

I thought to myself that you are going crazy because you want to marry your daughter. The son of Zhongyong Hou's family said the same thing last time.

At this time, not only Emperor Yan and the Queen were paying attention to Su Mu, but many eyes in the hall were looking at him.

Today, almost all people of high status in Shengjing attended the National Day banquet. It is impossible for them not to be curious about the appearance of the Confucian sage's son who had been hidden for 16 years.

"This is the son of a Confucian sage. It doesn't look special, and he is dressed so shabby."

"You know what a fart, this is informality! Scholars who care about dressing are inferior. Haven't you seen that all the Confucian scholars in the academy are all in the same simple Confucian robes?"

"Why is Princess Yong'an sitting at the same table with him? Could it be that His Majesty intends to match him up?"

"Improbable... Although Princess Yong'an is extremely beautiful and has a decent status, she is really not a good match."

"The Confucian sage in the past wrote a poem "Qinyuanchun" for His Majesty at the National Day Banquet, which surprised everyone. I wonder if he, the son of a Confucian sage, would also compose poems?"

"Don't think about it, people don't even bother to delve into the way of poetry. They even scolded them at the Yashan Poetry Conference last time."

"So what state is he in now?"

"It seems to have reached the realm of great Confucianism."

"Great Confucianism? Impossible, I heard that they have all reached the third rank."

"You guys, that's all fake news. A distant cousin of my wife works as a servant in the Zhenyao King's mansion. It is said that Su Mu is more talented than a Confucian sage, and he is only one step away from a sage!"

"Really? You are worthy of being the son of a Confucian sage."

……

Many guests discussed in low voices.

After Su Mu's body was tempered and opened up all the acupoints, his five senses became extremely sensitive, and he heard these words verbatim.

As an immortal cultivator on the twelfth level of Qi refining, Su Mu took a sip of wine calmly, calm in his heart.

Just guess, if you guess it, I lose.

The process of the banquet is actually a bit boring, and they are not allowed to move around at will, they can only stay in their own places.

Mrs. Xu had a heated chat with a concubine in the harem next to her. Su Mu witnessed with his own eyes how his mother went from being strangers to getting along well together.

He really admires this social bullshit.

At this time, he noticed that someone above him was looking at him all the time, so he raised his eyes and found that it was the prince.

When the other party saw that he was also looking over, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his glass to him with a smile.

This was originally a good gesture, but in Su Mu's eyes, it made him extremely puzzled.

"What does this guy mean, are you familiar with him? Why are you smiling at me when you have nothing to do, and you are still smiling so basic... Wait! He is not really as good as Long Yang, is he?"

Su Mu reacted suddenly, and the chrysanthemum tightened immediately.

Reminiscent of Princess Yong'an's abnormal orientation, it seems possible that the prince's abnormal orientation is also possible.

After all, they are brother and sister, and I heard that the bigger the person, the more he likes men, and the more flamboyant they are...

Just as Su Mu was thinking wildly, someone from the minister's seat below suddenly left the seat and came to the center of the hall.

"Your Majesty, on this National Day, I want to present a gift to His Majesty to congratulate me on the National Day of Great Yan!"

The speaker was Zhuge Qingfeng, who faced Emperor Yan above and spoke respectfully.

One sentence attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, and Emperor Yan also cast his gaze

"Oh? What gift did Zhuge Qing's family prepare for me?"

Emperor Yan asked with a smile, he was a little curious about what kind of gift Zhuge Qingfeng prepared for him.

It's normal to offer gifts at the National Day Banquet, and the purpose is naturally to flatter him, the emperor.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhuge Qingfeng, who was always serious and serious, would actually make a gift, which made him feel very interesting.

Other ministers also looked at it one after another and were quite interested in it.

Zhuge Qingfeng said directly: "Your Majesty, I have recently developed a new type of mechanical weapon with extraordinary power. I would like to invite Your Majesty and all the guests to take a look."

When they heard that it was a mechanism weapon, most of everyone's curiosity and expectations were extinguished.

"Tsk, I thought it was something, it turned out to be an old thing like a mechanical weapon."

"Zhuge Qingfeng is really old-fashioned. He doesn't know how to give gifts. It's good to prepare two magic weapons made by himself."

"Mechanism weapon, does anyone still use this thing?"

"This gift really makes people laugh out loud."

"Anyway, it's Zhuge Shangshu's first time giving a gift, and he's really interested in it. Let's see and talk."

……

Emperor Yan was also a little disappointed after hearing this. He naturally knew about mechanism weapons. Now even the city defenses are not used very much.

But after all, it was a congratulatory gift, so he couldn't express his disinterest, so he said, "Let me see it."

Zhuge Qingfeng nodded, and then let several warriors push a black iron pipe as thick as a person into the hall.

This iron pipe is engraved with intricate and gorgeous patterns, and the base is mounted on four wheels, which can be pushed and moved.

The moment he saw this thing, Su Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face changed immediately.

"Isn't this shit just a cannon?!"

What Zhuge Qingfeng pushed in, if it wasn't a cannon, what else could it be?
The only difference from Su Mu's memory is that the barrel is engraved with complicated formations, and there is no lead wire.

He immediately thought of the Lingshi weapon that Zhuge Bin had told him earlier, could it be this thing?

But what Zhuge Bin told him was the spirit stone crossbow.

How did it develop to the level of artillery so quickly?
This is so open!
Emperor Yan looked at this cannon he had never seen before, and asked Zhuge Qingfeng curiously: "Aiqing, what is this thing and what is it for?"

Standing in front of the cannon, Zhuge Qingfeng said with piercing eyes: "Your Majesty, this is a new type of weapon researched by me, and I named it Thunderbolt!"

"This kind of weapon is a combination of formations and mechanism techniques. The formations are engraved on the weapon, and spirit stones are used as energy sources to unleash a power comparable to that of a monk!"

"Taking this thunderbolt as an example, theoretically speaking, the power of a single blow can severely damage a sixth-grade soldier!"

When this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked!

Everyone showed incredible expressions, mechanism weapons can unleash the power of supernatural powers, and severely damage sixth-rank soldiers?What a joke!
"Hmph, it's just nonsense!"

A man with a dark and rough face who looked like a farmer in the field snorted coldly.

He glanced at Zhuge Qingfeng, and said with disdain: "Old Zhuge, I think you are stupid by playing with iron? Can this scrap of copper and iron seriously damage a sixth-rank military cultivator?"

"Is it because your Mo family is gone, or is it that our soldiers can't handle swords anymore?"

Su Mu looked at the dark-faced man, and when he saw Tao An beside him, he knew his identity.

The commander-in-chief of the Great Yan Empire's demon-suppressing department.

Second-rank soldier repair——Tao Xianzhi!

(End of this chapter)