The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

This is hardly a fight on the battlefield.

But shot directly on the spot.

The array of the Ross has been chaotic.

This is an elite.

Kao Rao is so.

When the burst of gunshots sounded, the continuous gunshots made a big noise.

Innumerable cavalry, surrounded the Roses in the phalanx in the center, using this as the center, Pegasus circling in the outer circle.

The distance of fifty steps is enough to cause huge damage to the runner.

Rose Musketeers and Spearmen in the chaos, at this moment, there is no protection at all.

Nairentai's eyes emit light, at this time, it seems that his predecessors possessed.

After the two guns were completely fired, he flew around the phalanx while flying, and slowly pulled out a long knife from his waist.

The runners not only frightened the Roses, but also did not scare these cavalrymen.

Looked in front of me, countless people fell down, and the snow drifted, and smoke everywhere.

People are excited, but they are awe-inspiring.

Occasionally, some Roses who counterattacked raised their matchsticks to fight back, and some were killed and killed.

The Ross spearmen tried to pierce out the spears, and pricked the people who leaned on the edge of the phalanx.

Most of these Roses are mercenaries and have extremely strong vitality.

But ... the more fierce the resistance, the worse the dead!

After bursts of gunfire.

Neirentai is already in the lead, wielding the war sword in his hand, and Lemaza without hesitation entered the messy square.

On his neck, there were two green-faced fangs, and the idols collided together with the bumps of people and horses.

Neirentai follows the latest traditions in Damo, silently chanting in his heart, blessings for eternal life, blessing of Prince Zhu and Fang Jiji!

Immediately afterwards, he led a horse and plunged into the square.

Waving the sword, Hanmang bursts, and the edge fell, bringing a **** rain.

Countless cavalrymen abandoned the shooting without hesitation and rushed into the messy square.

Once the phalanx was chaotic, then ... almost unbearable.

Andre saw that, on his fair skin, he looked miserable.

He heard wailing in all directions, and even led a horse, rolling in the snow, where there was not only snow, but also hot blood.

"kill!"

Shouting in all directions, puncturing the sky.

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Xiao Jing lied in the snow, and then several medical soldiers found him in the snow and lifted him down on a stretcher.

Xiao Jing couldn't understand it, so how could he be so lucky, that the Rose, who had released the first round of fire, shot himself.

His calf, **** flesh.

In an emergency, he did not want to give him a stinky sesame soup. Someone directly used tweezers to probe into his wound and took out the projectile in his calf.

Then, the disinfectant was poured in.

this moment……

Xiao Jing remembered the style of the knife in the silkworm room decades ago.

"Yes, next."

Simple dressing, someone took Xiao Jing away.

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Evening ...

A group of tired cavalry arrived at the castle.

In the castle, there were enough supplies, and people opened the storeroom, where there were piles of brown bread built in Rushan, as well as wheat and horse feed.

More than that ... Four guns were found in the castle.

As soon as he saw the artillery, Wang Shouren began to feel distressed for the Ross.

In this era, there is no way.

Here are endless snowfields, heavy artillery, which may fall into the mud at any time.

Not to mention, it is necessary to cross the Ural Mountains.

Wang Shouren felt his scalp tingled.

These Roses ...

He was even thinking that if it is a happy group, it is composed of Ross people, not this group of Jurchens, Mongolians, maybe ...

Aside, a group of Mongolians and Jurchens looked at themselves with rejoicing. They were all beaming. They were good at turning other people's things into their own things and treating others' homes as their own.

Fortunately, there is no wife.

"Two thousand seven hundred thieves were hit, half of them were killed and wounded, and the rest were captured. We ... injured more than one hundred ..."

"Got it." Wang Shouren: "Send a team of people, go south, immediately report the victory, your majesty is just afraid of waiting."

"Yes."

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In Xishan, the first textile workshop was established.

This textile workshop is a little different from ordinary textile workshops.

Zhu Houzhao went to cut the ribbon himself, and even asked for a periodical, he also brought the editor and editor here.

Fang Jifan looked at His Royal Highness Prince with his head in the air, he was happy to address all the guests on the stage.

Then ... Zhu Houzhao ordered the ignition to start the furnace.

This is a steam engine textile workshop.

The results of the steam research institute finally began to spread to all walks of life.

The newly developed steam textile machine has been put into production.

Xishan invested a lot of capital to build this large-scale textile workshop.

When the steam engine roared, then, the huge machine began to drive through the shaft.

All the workers are busy.

As soon as the shaft rotates, countless flying shuttles start to drive insanely. The flying shuttle is actually installed in the chute with small wheels. Springs are installed at both ends of the chute, so that the shuttle can travel back and forth very quickly. With just a few people watching, you can quickly weave wider fabrics.

Not only that, its efficiency is amazing ...

Zhu Houzhao led the craftsmen between machines and walked back and forth.

The power of steam, at this moment, has begun to spread.

Cotton spinning workshop, using steam spinning machine.

Tiefang is also now trying to make a steam forging press.

The idea is to use the power of steam to directly lift and forge the grinding tool.

For example, a steel plate is placed under a forging press, and it clatters to change its shape, which directly becomes a washbasin or other mechanical component.

Zhu Houzhao said happily: "Lao Fang, I think this cotton spinning workshop can also be put on the market. Now it is in trial production, but I don't know how much output it can have."

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, not any kind of workshop, all must be listed, this workshop, and there is no shortage of money, why should people participate in it."

Zhu Houzhao said angrily: "What do you know, when you go public, you have to write a prospectus. You have to brag about the power of this steam spinning machine in this palace, let people know ..."

Fang Jifan has a headache.

But now it is only trial production.

Knows what problems will be found halfway.

And the output is uncertain.

The craftsmen are not skilled enough.

Fang Jifan said: "In the past few days, I asked His Royal Highness to bring a group of craftsmen to stay in the cotton spinning workshop to find out the problems of the machine at any time."

"Reassure." Zhu Hou Zhao said with a smile: "If there is a main palace, if this steam engine dares to make it, the main palace kicks it."

Fang Jifan nodded, His Royal Highness Prince was very violent, he has sublimated to the point where he wants to compete with the machine.

But at this time, the **** came in the palace.

This **** could be regarded as finding the prince and Fang Jifan, panting, and entering the huge workshop, he suddenly felt panicked. The whole workshop was warm and steamy everywhere, the huge machine roared, and the rattling sound brought by the spinning shuttle made him pale.

Hurried to Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan: "His Royal Highness, Qi Guogong, Your Majesty please."

"Got it." Zhu Houzhao waved his hand broadly: "Go later."

The **** didn't stay too much, so he was busy returning to the palace first.

Emperor Hongzhi looked dumbfounded at the report from the stock exchange.

Happiness Group is worthless.

He wanted to scold his mother.

The mood of stocks is probably the same. A month or two ago, he still felt that he was a lifeless person, as if he had the world.

In a blink of an eye, he wanted to find a place to jump, so as not to be alive, opened his eyes, looked at the world, and plugged himself.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Prince and Qi Guogong are coming soon."

The **** who went to convey His Majesty's words came back, and said to himself.

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes, his eyebrows locked deeply.

"What are they doing?"

"In ... in textile ..." The **** couldn't explain why. After thinking about it for a long time, I barely came up with such a word.

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

In the mind of Emperor Hongzhi, the scene of Zhu Houzhao knitting a sweater was instantly remembered.

It's this time, the sky is about to fall, I have accumulated so many years of wealth, and now it has vanished into nothingness, and he still has this leisure ... textile ...

But when it comes to textiles, Emperor Hongzhi moved his mind and sighed: "Weaving is good, and it is self-reliant. In the past few years, Queen Zhang took the lead in textiles in the palace, which is very good ~ www.readwn.com ~ It ’s still the people ’s fat, I ’m the prince, and Queen Zhang is the mother of the country.

There is no airtight wall in the palace.

There is an **** hooked up, standing in the corner, listening to these clearly.

Not much time later, Crown Prince Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan arrived.

Zhu Houzhao had just held a wrench and repaired a minor problem before he hurriedly rushed over with Fang Jifan. He was gray-faced and greasy on his hands. He met Emperor Hongzhi, and Fang Jifan had not yet saluted.

Hongzhi Emperor waved his hand: "In the depths of Mobei, there is news from Wang Boan?"

Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "Children haven't got any news. This mountain is long and far away. God knows how."

The emperor Hongzhi sneered: "I let you be deputy commander, you just perfunctory things like this, like a mud monkey, jumping up and down, not doing the right thing."

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't blame your prince, your prince actually ..."

Hongzhi Emperor interrupted Fang Jifan said: "I'm actually blaming you."

"Yeah." Fang Jifan exclaimed, whoever I provoke, but he did not dare to refute, Fang Jifan has always respected his father-in-law, this is the principle of a man, what is the matter, our Fang Jifan seven-foot boy, bright , I love to treat my father-in-law as my own father, how come.

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