Everyone in the world knows that Li Longji's favorite imperial concubine was snatched by him from his eighteen sons. Compared with Wei Xuangong's recruitment of his father's concubine and robbing his son's wife, this Tang Dynasty emperor is more excessive and outrageous.

Yang Yuhuan is the princess who is married to Shouwang Li Maoming, and the two have lived a loving life for five years. As a result, Li Longji, who is a father, fell in love with his daughter-in-law at first sight, didn't think about tea and dinner, tried his best, and finally got what he wanted.

And Shouwang Li Mao is also the son of Concubine Wu Hui, who was the most favored by Li Longji before he met Yang Yuhuan. Back then, when Concubine Wu Hui died of illness, this merry man was also sad. I just don't know, today, if Concubine Wu Hui knows about it, how will she feel?

This romantic affair of Li Longji, the son of heaven of the Tang Dynasty, is known to everyone in the world, and no one knows about it, but for the sake of the Venerable, the world is also secretive about it. Now, An Lushan uses a rather obscure four-character ancient poem to satirize this self-proclaimed first son of heaven in ancient and modern times, which is really an incomprehensible humiliation and ridicule for him.

Qin Jin has never seen how An Lushan is subservient in front of Li Longji, maybe Li Longji has been treating An Lushan as a vulgar fool like a clown from beginning to end, but it is this vulgar person who is despised by him, and almost buried his life's achievements. Qin Jin didn't know what Li Longji was thinking in his heart now, but from his constantly twitching facial muscles, he could also imagine the contrast and anger in the heart of this old genius.

"An Lushan, An Lushan...... I, I want to ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Li Longji fell backwards violently, and the whole person suddenly collapsed on the couch like mud.

The people in the hall were panicked, and several eunuchs circled around Li Longji, not knowing how to start.

Yang Guozhong, who was pushed down by Li Longji, had just gotten up at this time, and when he saw the Son of Heaven suddenly holding his breath and fainting, he was also dispossessed.

"Quick!

Gao Xianzhi was still calm and calm, and shouted loudly to pass the imperial doctor.

Yang Guozhong immediately woke up as if from a dream, and shouted along.

"Pass the Imperial Doctor, pass the Imperial Doctor!

Unlike others, Yang Guozhong's achievements and wealth are all pinned on the fainting Gu Xi Tianzi, if Li Longji really returns to heaven at this moment, his fate can be imagined.

After the crown prince Li Heng succeeded to the throne, the first person to deal with must be Yang Guozhong. Not to mention that when Yang Guozhong was in power, he used many despicable means to suppress the prince and frame the prince. is just to find a suitable person in charge for the corruption of the imperial court, and it is none other than Yang Guozhong, the head of the prime minister.

At the same time, big tears burst out of Yang Guozhong's eyes, he was crying about the fainting of the Son of Heaven and his unknown fate.

Unexpectedly, before the imperial doctor came, Li Longji suddenly screamed in pain, and straightened up from the couch again.

"Send troops, send troops, recover the Eastern Capital, and cut that Zahuer with a thousand knives ......"

Li Longji's expression seemed to be still in a trance, his mouth was muttering indistinctly, and his hands were clenched tightly, because the force had already turned a little pale. After a while, he seemed to turn his senses, and when he found several ministers gathered at his side, looking at him nervously and attentively, he exclaimed:

"I'm fine, what are you doing here?"

Yang Guozhong was teary-eyed, his mood at the moment was really heaven and hell in a flash, "The saint has just fainted, the minister, the minister is worried about ......"

He was only halfway through his words, but he couldn't help but whimper again.

Li Longji didn't know that he had just fainted, but from your performance, he also realized that what Yang Guozhong said was true. It's just that his mind is now full of anger and rage.

"What kind of system do I want to send troops, I want to beg thieves, I want to recover the Eastern Capital, all of them, when will I be able to achieve what I want?"

The hall was suddenly silent, and even Yang Guozhong, who was still whimpering just now, immediately stopped crying.

"Why don't you speak? Did I use you to howl?"

Li Longji's tone turned poignant, and his words were unusually mean, but the dissatisfaction and anger of this sentence were obviously directed at Yang Guozhong.

"Minister, the minister is worried about the safety of the saint, really, really can't help himself, please forgive the saint!"

If it was usual, Li Longji might have comforted him a few words, but now that he is angry, he won't buy Yang Guozhong's words at all.

"You are guilty, the sin is unforgivable, I could have sent all of your Yang family back to your hometown, but for the sake of your years of diligence, I have given you another chance, if you can't grasp it again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Where did Yang Guozhong dare to answer again, such mean words were said, which was extremely rare in Li Longji, who has always prided himself on being broad-minded.

At this time, Li Longji seemed to have changed the target of venting, and swept his gaze to Gao Xianzhi, who had already retreated to his seat.

"Gao Qing, you said, what is the chance of winning if you send troops at this time?"

Qin Jin's heart is bad, Gao Xianzhi has always been not good at hypocrisy and wrongdoing, but he is afraid that he will anger the Son of Heaven if he tells the truth.

As Qin Jin expected, Gao Xianzhi replied:

"Qi Qi Sage, with the sum of the combat power of the troops led by the Chang'an New Army and the Tongguan Geshu Xianggong, I am afraid that it is only three or four percent. ”

With an uproar, Li Longji grabbed a jade bowl that had not been pushed to the ground and threw it out, just on top of the copper furnace not far away, and the jade bowl was instantly shattered into thousands of pieces.

Gao Xianzhi was still sitting upright, unmoved by the thunder and wrath of the Son of Heaven.

After dropping the jade bowl, Li Longji was like a deflated ball, his whole person shrank, and whispered in his mouth:

"I want to know, when will I send troops to return to Luoyang?"

The three people present, Gao Xianzhi, Yang Guozhong, and Qin Jin were all silent, and none of them could answer the Son of Heaven with such questions.

Now An Lushan is in full swing, with Yanliao Iron Horse, sweeping Hebei and Dugi two roads, sitting on the eastern capital of Luoyang, and facing the south of the two Huai wealth endowments, as if it has taken half of the Tang Dynasty.

An Lushan's attitude in the letter seemed to be lightly picky, but his words were extremely light-hearted, and he wanted to divide the land with Li Longji on the first line of Tongguan, and Dayan and Datang would be reconciled from then on

At the moment when the atmosphere was at an impasse, Yang Guozhong didn't know which tendon was wrong in his head, and suddenly said:

"Sage, the minister has a suggestion!"

"Say!"

"The minister thinks that the new army in Chang'an has been training for several months, so why not choose a day to concentrate on military exercises, test the results, and compete with each other, which can also boost people's morale. ”

Li Longji snorted, which was considered an answer.

"Seven days, seven days later, I will go to the Forbidden Garden to see your results! If any of them are not presentable, they will not appear in front of me from now on. ”

The words are still cold and mean.

When he resigned from Daming Palace, the sun was already setting in the west, and Qin Jin returned to the Forbidden Garden, just in time for Zheng Xianli to come to the army.

Qin Jin's heart suddenly moved, and he grabbed Zheng Xianli.

"Can the Ordnance Superintendent make gunpowder?"

"Gunpowder?" Zheng Xianli was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked, "When will Zhonglang also be interested in alchemy?"

Seeing Zheng Xianli's reflection, Qin Jin patted his head, and his heart said that at this time, gunpowder had not yet become as popular as he imagined. On the way back, he had an idea, why not develop the artillery in advance, if there is such a thing, it is a big killer on the battlefield.

As soon as he said it, Qin Jin immediately asked Zheng Xianli to gather several old blacksmiths with the most experience in the military weapons supervision overnight. Then he sent down the rough sketches one by one, and the men looked at them for a while before asking:

"Can you build something like this?"

An old blacksmith with white hair squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time before he asked in a trembling voice: "Zhonglang will see the thing painted in this picture as a pipe that is blocked at one end and opened at the other?"

Qin Jin nodded, "So to speak, can the Weapons Supervisor be built?"

The old blacksmith still replied tremblingly: "This thing cannot be built, you must make the mold in advance and pour it as a whole." He glanced at the size marked on the map a few more times, and then said after thinking for a while: "If it is infused with bronze, each piece will be made at least one or two thousand catties!"

Hearing the old blacksmith say that after it was built, it would be at least one or two thousand catties, and Qin Jin's heart suddenly became half cold. Two thousand catties is one ton in later generations, and it is a nightmare to march with a two-thousand-pound cannon without mechanical traction.

Even if it is built, it can only be placed in fortresses and cities for defense, but this is far from his vision.

"What about iron?"

The old blacksmith thought for a while, "If you use iron, you have to be up and down a thousand catties, you can give it a try, but you don't dare to guarantee that you can meet the requirements of the Zhonglang General!"

Qin Jin felt that these craftsmen of the Weapons Prison deliberately described the problem as serious, as if they wanted him to retreat from the difficulty, but he would never back down. If you can't succeed or not, you have to experiment to know the result.

"Five days of hard work, can you make it?"

The old blacksmith pinched his fingers and counted before sighing.

"If nothing else, it should be fine. ”

Qin Jin was not the chief of the ordnance superintendent, and it was not easy to give direct orders when talking to these old blacksmiths, so he could only discuss and ask for specific difficulties and requirements for a while. To his surprise, the old blacksmith shook his head repeatedly.

"There is no difficulty, there is only one, Zhonglang will not interfere with the inferior construction!"

As soon as the words came out, Zheng Xianli immediately coughed to hide his embarrassment.

The old craftsman completely ignored Zheng Xianli's eyes, still pouted his beard and said: "The former chief, obviously a layman, always likes to point fingers, and in the end he delays the construction period, and he has to humble himself to take responsibility. Therefore, this time, I have to say ugly things in front of you!"

Qin Jin smiled, he didn't have any sense of condescension and humility in his bones, seeing that this old man spoke straightforwardly, his good feelings suddenly increased, this kind of person with a little temper should also have some ability.

Thinking of this, Qin Jin was more confident in experimenting with the manufacture of the first iron cannon.

As for gunpowder, it was already very common at this time, Pei Jing casually went to the East Market for a walk, and then put back a basket full of them.