Suddenly, several strange objects were hoisted onto the Daifuku ship for transportation by the mechanics of wood, and after the pulleys were made, there were more and more such machines, although they could only use manpower, and they also saved a lot of things.

This strange object looks like a cannon, a very complete cannon, with a barrel and a gun carriage, it looks very normal, but what is surprising is that the length of the barrel is half shorter than the six-pound cannon that was just sent in front.

This is another innovation of Sun Yuanhua, which is inspired by the information left by Zhu Youxiao, sacrificing range but reducing weight. The projectile fired by this short cannon is 12 catties, but it only weighs about 1,000 catties, which is converted into two catties in later generations, about 0.8 tons, which is half lighter than the complete 12-catty cannon.

Of course, the firing range has also shrunk, and like the three-pound gun, it has a range of only one kilometer. However, when Zhu Youxiao learned of this parameter, he was very happy and ordered Sun Yuanhua to be rewarded on the spot. This is simply the perfect field artillery of his mind, powerful and lightweight.

This kind of front-loading smoothbore gun, the accuracy is not very good, the power of the solid shell is not large enough, and when used, it all relies on the cluster effect to destroy the enemy's formation, and the requirements of the army and naval warfare are different, and they do not care so much about the range, but also need the intensity of firepower.

Looking at the nearly 100 artillery pieces that were shipped on the ship one after another, Zhu Youxiao felt happy in his heart, this is a guarantee to win the war, so many artillery, see if the Jurchen Eight Banners can resist, hum!

His Majesty the Emperor, who was in a good mood, turned the reins, and the black steed kicked and tread to other places, this time the target was the school in Tianjin Yanchang.

Five years ago, Zhu Youxiao gathered the children of Yanchang to educate and teach basic mathematics and Chinese knowledge, and then because it was inconvenient for him to carry out larger actions, he did not divide the labor among the teenagers who had completed their primary education, but let them continue to study.

Although it was still only some algebraic geometry and basic physics education, these students were very serious in their studies, and now after five years, it is almost time to harvest. These former children, the eldest of whom was about thirteen or fourteen years old, happened to go to various factories to learn some skills.

Zhu Youxiao looked at the young men who were still immature, and his mood couldn't help but feel better, with these people, even if his reform failed, he would eventually leave something behind.

After asking about the general situation, he did not interfere with the school's chief to assign them to them, but thought about the next teaching materials and the school's problems in his heart.

For him, it is better to rush these students to the factory than to stay and study for a few more years, so that they can play a greater role in the future. It's just that although he has this heart, but the actual conditions do not allow it, he has no teaching materials, let alone teachers, and the various technologies of ancient China are not systematic, there is no accurate description, no contact with reality, and there is no way to teach at all.

"It seems that it is time to standardize the technical standards of all walks of life, and there will be a national standard in the future, which can be started now, which is a long-term work after all. Well, technicians should also be divided into grades and all aspects of qualification standards, so that it is more convenient for them to learn and promote, in this era where everything depends on manual work, mechanics represent the most advanced productivity! ”

Zhu Youxiao's thoughts were flying, thinking about a lot of things about education, he thought quietly, and the people next to him didn't dare to disturb, so he waited until he came back to his senses after a long time.

"Well, let's go, let's go to the next place." In this way, Zhu Youxiao went through the entire base he had established one by one again.

While he was wandering, Sun Chengzong of Liaodong was very busy.

Liaodong, the governor of the province.

Sun Chengzong was talking closely with Xiong Tingbi, and his posture was intimate, if the civil and military officials from the outside world saw this scene, they were afraid that their eyes would pop out.

"These are reliable lists, and it can be determined that there will be no betrayal of the Jurchens and leaking secrets." Xiong Tingbi's eyes were red, and he handed over a list he had compiled last night to Sun Chengzong, "It's just that I'm very curious, why did I let Sun Degong hand over Li Yongfang?" This is the core of the whole plan, if Li Yongfang is loyal and reliable, then Guang Ning will not be able to abandon it logically. ”

"It was set by His Majesty, and I was very strange at the time." Sun Chengzong replied helplessly, which was also the thing he didn't understand the most about the whole plan, "Your Majesty said that Sun Degong will definitely rebel." Feibai, what do you think of Sun Degong? ”

"Well......" Xiong Tingbi groaned, "I don't have a deep impression of him, I just think that he is a little greedy for money, and among the generals of Liaodong, he and the soldiers have the most serious blood." Other ......."

"That's true, this guy is still very good at stammering, and he is very good at observing words and feelings, and now he is very close to Wang Huazhen, he has a city government in his chest, and he has no integrity." Sun Chengzong also said what he learned in just one day, "Judging from the old man's years of experience, if the price offered by the Jurchen side is high enough, this person will rebel." ”

"Oh, so he's the perfect person to carry out this plan!" Xiong Tingbi said in admiration, but then he was a little puzzled, "It's just that Your Majesty is thousands of miles away, how do you know a small general in Liaodong?" ”

"This is also the most puzzling thing about the old man." Sun Chengzong's eyes were also full of questions, and the others could be clearly confirmed after understanding, but this alone could not be explained.

"Could it be that it is really the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei, the Holy Monarch Linfan, is that His Majesty can have a wonderful sacred heart, and the candle shines thousands of miles?" Xiong Tingbi thought about it, but he really couldn't figure it out. In order not to let his head explode and not let this question confuse him for the rest of his life, he pushed everything to the wheel of unknowable ghosts and gods.

The ancients had the worst habit of this habit, and they couldn't explain anything, so they liked to push it to the ghosts and gods, and as they came and went, the spirit of curiosity and inquiry about the unknown gradually faded, and the whole system became stiff and lifeless.

"I'm afraid that's the case!" Sun Chengzong couldn't understand it, so he could only admit it.

The confirmation of this point of view made the atmosphere between the two a little dull for a while, although Confucianism looked forward to a holy monarch every day, but when a person who was really likely to be an immortal and suspected of being a holy monarch appeared, he couldn't accept it. It is not for nothing that Ye Gong is a good dragon.

In the end, it was Xiong Tingbi who came back to his senses, smiled bitterly and asked, "Since it was decided by His Majesty, there should be no problem." So...... Just follow the decision? ”

"Let's get started!" Sun Chengzong replied firmly.

Boom, a muffled thunder flashed outside, and the whole deafening sound was like a war drum.

"The wind is blowing!"