golden scales

"President Bai, another door has been blown up. This big bird blunderbuss is simply worse than the Lumi blunderbuss!" the training officer complained to Xiao Tugeng with a sad face.

Xiao Tugeng looked at the wounded soldier being carried down, his teeth itched with hatred, and he said forcefully: "Didn't you let you check it all! How could it explode!"

"Boss, are there any cracks in this thing, and you can't see it from the outside..." The training officer said helplessly: "If we reduce the gunpowder, maybe it will be fine."

Reducing gunpowder can indeed increase the safety factor, but His Royal Highness is most particular about rules.The dosage of all firearms is prescribed, and they are packed in paper bags one by one. After tearing open, lead and gunpowder are poured into the barrel of the gun, then stuffed into the paper bag, and slightly compacted with a poking stick... This series of actions has been formed. No one can change the specification of the code.

If it can be proved that the modification does not affect the tactical operation, but can improve the efficiency, then it is a proper credit, and you can receive five taels of silver.At the beginning, there were a few soldiers with good brains who received it, but it was extremely difficult to make any improvements later.On the contrary, if you propose any changes that can't improve efficiency, but reduce the actual combat effect, you will definitely be approved to death!

"Do it again!" Xiao Tugeng gritted his teeth and said, "This is such a big deal! Even if a person is dead, he will be able to enjoy the blessings in the sky in the future. I'm afraid it will be a ball!"

There have long been Taoist priests in the military camp telling stories about the gods in the sky. For those who have no chance to practice alchemy and meditate, and do not have the conditions to support them with money and money, they serve the righteous god Xingjun. Family members are a shortcut to ascend to the heaven and enjoy the peace and happiness.

Zhu Cihong originally didn't like this kind of empty promise of "no name in life, but trust after death", and hoped to use "the theory of responsibility" to unify people's hearts.However, the Taoist priests soon discovered that most of the soldiers in the Eastern Palace guard camp had no family heirs, and some of them didn't even know who their parents were... The theory of responsibility was more elusive and unverifiable to them than the theory of the afterlife.

The Taoist priests who have not changed their habits accidentally brought out the Tianling Shenjun again, who knew that they would open up the market all of a sudden, and they couldn't stop it.

"Mr. Bai, if we go to the battlefield, even if we fight all out, our people may not take a step back." The training officer couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "But on the school field...it's too bad for morale."

Xiao Tugeng was originally unwilling to directly intervene in the training, but now seeing that his training officer looked helpless, he could only take a step back and said: "Let them choose for themselves. Whether it is firearms live ammunition training, or twenty miles of armed running , plus five hundred planned shots."

According to the method of measuring in the Ming Dynasty, one mile is basically the same as that of later generations.Twenty miles is ten kilometers, which is not too long for miners and trackers who have been working all year round, but after carrying [-] pounds of equipment, there are people waving whips behind them, and the slowest team has nothing to eat Eating... has always been the most hated training subject for soldiers.

However, now that there is a live ammunition practice subject of the turtledove footgun, the word "most" has been replaced by "one".

More than [-]% of the soldiers chose to practice long-distance running and shooting, rather than face the unexpected explosion.

Xiao Tugeng was helpless, in order to maintain the dignity of the officer, he could not break his word and get fat, so he had to obey the soldiers' wishes, and at the same time reported to the East Palace Mansion, asking His Royal Highness to send a new batch of firearms to enrich the Firearms Bureau.

Zhu Cilang was very helpless after receiving the report.

It may be that there were hidden dangers in the manufacture of this batch of firecrackers, or it may be caused by improper storage that caused the chamber to explode.No matter what the reason is, in the final analysis, as a prince, he does not have a territory directly under him, so he can set up factories to manufacture ordnance according to his wishes.

Once the development is carried out according to his wishes, in order to build an army with a high proportion of hot weapons, then Daming's workshop-style production must be developed into large-scale industrial production.Zhu Cilang vaguely remembers that Japan before World War II was still produced in workshops, and even military optical instruments were polished in small workshops, but it is difficult to estimate whether that special case can be learned and how much it will cost. .

Zhu Cihong stood up silently, stood at the window, looked at the bleak autumn scenery outside, feeling a little absent-minded.

"Your Highness," Liu Ruoyu whispered in Zhu Cihuang's ear, "Zhen Shengsheng's owner and shopkeeper have knelt and waited outside for four hours, and I'm afraid they can't take it any longer."

Only then did Zhu Cihong come back to his senses, remembering that someone reported last night that someone knelt at the gate to plead guilty, but he didn't expect to be kneeling now.It's not that he intends to punish a few merchants who are greedy for petty gains, but he simply didn't take it to heart and completely forgot about it.

"When I said I wanted to buy shares, all these people pretended to be deaf and dumb, but now they know my family?" Zhu Cihong sneered.

Liu Ruoyu bowed slightly, and thought to himself: You always said that at the beginning, but they didn't rush you afterward, how dare they bother you?

"The conditions remain the same now." Zhu Cihong said: "Take the "Articles of Association" I wrote to talk to them. The total stock of Anmin Factory is 60 taels, and one share is one tael. Sell them [-] shares. In the future, there will be If you make a profit, you will share the money according to the common practice in the market. I will never deceive them. If they don't have so much silver, then let them use their respective companies to convert it into share capital, which is generally one or two silver per share. The stock is supposed to be used as cash. You ask Yao Tao to bring along two old accountants, they have experience in doing this."

Liu Ruoyu listened without the slightest hindrance, and came out in response.

This is of course because Zhu Cihong made it clear, but on the other hand, after Longqing, there is a bit of a desire for the whole people to do business.The businessman who originally belonged to the end of the four peoples suddenly became noble and no longer bowed down.Many families have spare money and can't buy good land, so they would rather get together to do business together.Therefore, what the prince said is just one of the many ways of partnership, not a puzzling fantasy.

Liu Ruoyu took the financial accountant to meet Zhen Shengsheng's shopkeeper, and relayed the prince's meaning.The boss is the person responsible for paying the capital, and does not care about the affairs of the store, which seems to be the major shareholder and legal representative of future generations.The real person in charge is the shopkeeper, but on major issues, he can only advise the boss, not be the master.

This time when the Dong Chuang incident happened, the Dong family knew that they could not escape, so they had to come to the East Palace to intercede.This is also a way of life that the scribes of Shuntian Mansion pointed out after they had enough money.As long as His Royal Highness does not pursue it, it will be a small theft.If His Highness is furious, it will probably be a bloodbath.

Zhu Cihong didn't feel that he had done anything horrific, and only heard that he had a very high reputation among the people, and that he was the descendant of Taiwei Xingjun, but he forgot that "respect" and "fear" are always two sides of the same coin.As a prince, he could forget the seventh-rank chief who was killed to make an example to the monkeys, but as other officials, it was inevitable that there would be a sigh of sorrow for the death of a rabbit, and he took it as a warning, and never dared to touch the dragon scale.

……

"Sure enough, I'll have to cut a piece of meat." Dong's family came out of the East Palace, looked back at the bright red wall, and his eyes were all red.

"Boss, I think this is a good thing." The shopkeeper followed behind without saying a word.

Because this incident happened in his tenure, he somewhat felt that he had cheated his boss.To be honest, the material money saved by buying gunpowder from Anmin Factory all these years is at most a few hundred taels, and the crown prince has 10 taels of equity to be purchased. Sorry.

Out of this guilt, the shopkeeper kept silent, and at the same time gradually calmed down, trying to look at the whole situation from a different angle.He suddenly discovered that it seemed that Donggong used his power to oppress his group of grassroots, but why not this is his opportunity to climb the dragon and become the phoenix?

"Boss, if there is me in Tianjia, and you in me, the fireworks that we shake soaring may be sold to Nanjing!" The shopkeeper's words made the eyes of the shopkeeper brighten, and his brows were furrowed. Gradually stretch out.At that time, let alone Nanjing, where can we go in the territory of Ming Dynasty?Zhen Gao made money, that is to say, the prince made money, even the emperor would not be against his own money!

only……

The owner's brows that had been loosened just now were raised again, and he said in a low voice: "They are all cannibals who don't spit out their bones. I'm afraid that if we don't wait until that day, we will lose everything."

The light on the shopkeeper's face suddenly dimmed, and the whole world fell into darkness again. (To be continued.)