allonlinenovel Chapter 231 Weapon Making
Chapter 231 Weapon Making
Since then, Changyan never gave her more offensive weapons.
She is considering whether to find a teacher for her child.
No matter how talented a person is, he cannot learn by himself as quickly as a master can.
Jiujiu had textbooks to read, and Xu Xinshu went to the farmer for advice herself.
Recently, Xu Xinshu also discovered the power of the group. She no longer does research alone and has started recruiting people.
Putting the heavy burden of modifying weapons in a short period of time on a child, Bei Jingchu felt that her bottom line as a human being should not be so cruel.
When you have an idea, go find Aye.
She analyzed clearly in the imperial study: "After this sneak attack, the war will eventually have to stop."
"We have only conquered half of Tunisia's territory, and there is still half to go."
"Gunpowder is no longer a secret. The next time we go to war, in order to reduce the loss of troops, we must come up with weapons that will catch them off guard."
“After they have rested and recuperated, there will be no room for a comeback.”
"Every time they thought they were strong enough to invade Vietnam again, they were caught off guard by our new weapons and fell to their knees begging for mercy."
The emperor agreed and asked: "What do you think?"
Bei Jingchu cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask for a reward to recruit craftsmen from all over the world in the name of building a separate courtyard for myself."
"Secretly making firearms."
She said earnestly: "Believe me, gunpowder has many uses."
"When the next war starts, I will give Your Majesty a surprise."
A solemn address, Bei Jingchu did not look for her father as a daughter.
Instead, she made the promise as a princess.
The emperor could hear it.
"That's right."
So, on Princess Tianwu’s eighth birthday.
The emperor issued an order, offering a reward of ten thousand gold coins, recruiting craftsmen from all over the country to build a villa for the princess as a birthday gift for her safe return.
As expected, after the order was given, there were admonitions.
It was said that the emperor spoiled his children too much, which was against regulations and a waste of money and time.
The snowflake-like folding notes were all ignored.
The emperor went a step further and appointed the Minister of Works to be personally responsible for the matter.
The Minister of Works, who received the imperial edict, was overwhelmed. He sighed and complained to his wife in a low voice: "Your Majesty is too indulgent to the children."
"It looks like they are going to take over the entire palace."
"It's just a small business, and I have to supervise it myself."
"Just send a lieutenant colonel or something like that to supervise the work, and that will be enough to take it seriously."
"I am the Minister of Works, and I am very busy every day, but I still have to accompany His Majesty to coax his daughter."
"Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?"
His wife advised him: "Husband, you can just say a few words at home, but you must not show any resentment outside."
"Thunder and rain are all grace from the Emperor. Being the overseer for the princess shows that His Majesty values us. We should express our gratitude."
The Minister of Works fastened the belt of his official uniform and kissed his old wife on the forehead.
"How could I not know?"
"Okay, I'll go and thank you now."
After the others left, the Shangshu's wife asked the kitchen to prepare more snacks so that he could get drunk to relieve his sorrow when he came back.
As a result, the Minister of Works returned home with a beaming face, and the wrinkles on his face were full of happiness.
This behavior made the Shangshu's wife feel distressed.
Look at the way he's forcing himself to smile in order to avoid leaving any evidence.
He has suffered so much.
After closing the door, the lady poured him some wine.
"Now there are only the two of us, you are really being wasted this time."
"My husband is depressed, come and have some warm wine."
The Minister of Industry, however, said confidently and righteously: "How can it be called a waste of talent?"
"Your Majesty clearly values me, so he let me be in charge of this supervision."
"Why else wouldn't he find someone else?"
"It is my honor to build a villa for the princess!"
That was all he could say.
When he went to the imperial study, he learned the real purpose of His Majesty's summons of craftsmen.
Isn't it because we value him that we let him take charge of this matter?
Although he was asked to obey Princess Tianwu's orders.
But the old man who often held meetings in the imperial study had already seen the abilities of the talented girl and knew that the princess was not the kind of person who would do anything reckless.
The Minister of Works, who had to keep it secret, could only hold his happiness in his heart and keep his mouth shut.
The lady next to him: ...
Isn't it you who said that you are wasting your talents?
nerve......
The task was assigned and a group of craftsmen were recruited.
Bei Jingchu told Changyan: "This batch of people are all the best craftsmen in the country."
"Since you are good at this, you should seize the rare opportunity."
Changyan couldn't stop smiling. This was a surprise from heaven for her.
She came across an opportunity and met a master who supported her in learning skills.
But things did not go smoothly, and Changyan came back dejected.
"Your Highness."
"Those masters said that their skills would not be passed on to outsiders, and they refused to teach me."
As soon as these words came out, Bei Jingchu frowned immediately.
It’s not because others are hiding their skills and are unwilling to teach Changyan, but because they are hiding their skills, it means that they will not exchange techniques with each other.
Gathering hundreds of schools of thought does not mean that they should all make efforts together, but rather that each school of thought should contend with each other.
So what's the point of calling them together?
She put down the letter and asked, "Does the Minister of Works know about this?"
"This slave doesn't know."
She picked up the book again and told Changyan confidently, "You go back there first. I will take care of this matter."
Bei Jingchu directly summoned the Minister of Works into the Xuanshi Hall.
His answer clearly showed that he knew.
"Your Highness, these craftsmen all have unique skills passed down from generation to generation, and they always cling to their own specialties."
"I have already sent people to lobby, and now some people have loosened up."
"After a while, more and more people will be willing to hand over their best skills."
After hearing this, Bei Jingchu covered her face, took a deep breath, and frantically comforted herself.
[It’s okay. It’s normal for people’s brains to short-circuit. Don’t get angry just because the old man was stupid once.]
Haoyue on the side was silently counting in his heart, wondering how long His Highness could endure this time.
She asked, “So how is it going now?”
"Your Highness, the progress is slow right now, and there is no sign of results yet."
"After all, they were all thinking about it alone, without discussing it with others."
"But once my people have been convinced, progress will surely be fast."
Bei Jing first inhaled, then exhaled, and then inhaled again.
I couldn't hold it in any longer: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"
"Lobbying?"
"After a while?"
“No sign of results?”
"How many months have passed since you've had enough lobbying?"
"We are preparing weapons to fight against Tunning!"
"After this truce, they may come back at any time."
"The more power our weapons have, the more hope our soldiers on the front lines have for survival."
"Don't you have any sense of urgency?"
An old man was scolded by a baby until he couldn't even raise his head.
"I am guilty, Your Highness. I was just trying to show them courtesy..."
Bei Jingchu sneered: "Talented people do deserve courtesy, but this is not just one person, it's a group of people."
"Your duty is to manage them, to make them follow the direction we point them to, and to unite as one force, rather than being scattered and forming their own factions."
“Those who do not submit to discipline are of no use to us.”
"Minister Sikong, please do not betray His Majesty's trust."
The Minister of Industry was extremely serious: "Please give me your instructions, Your Highness."