After the children left, Uncle Pan and Shu Lao Er accompanied General Yi Lao to drink tea in the living room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Second brother," Uncle Pan drank all the tea in the bowl, "this winter's sheep have to find another way." ”

Shu Laoer, who was about to serve tea, suddenly stiffened his arm, "What's wrong?" ”

The sheep and leather goods that pull its confinement are the main source of goods for the Pan family, and I haven't heard of the insect plague and drought on the grassland this year.

"Alas~" Uncle Pan sighed, "This year, his family's sheep were all collected by the patriarch, and I took them back after I traveled through most of the grasslands." ”

Shu Lao Er thought of the few sheep in the shed, and his heart became more and more anxious. "What about the other homes?" All bought?

"I also asked," Uncle Pan slapped on his thigh, "white blind." ”

So, can't you get this year's prairie sheep? Shu Laoer's face was slightly gloomy, he originally planned to open a mutton soup pot restaurant in the capital.

Before he could speak, the old general asked, "What is their patriarch doing with so many sheep?" ”

All the tribes of the grassland have long belonged to Dashun, and now their main source of livelihood is cattle, sheep and horses, which are exchanged for grain in the northeast.

Uncle Pan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know if I don't know." However, this time I went to the grasslands and found that the patriarchs of many tribes had gathered together. ”

"Oh?" General Yilao's mind immediately entered the battle state.

"Well," Uncle Pan nodded, "Let's go to the east first, and Laqiyu said that the patriarchs got together for the marriage of their children; Later, in the middle of the country, those patriarchs drank and drank until dawn, and their people also said that they were married to children and relatives; We couldn't harvest the sheep, so we went to Xitou, and the situation was pretty much the same. ”

Listening to his nephew's words, General Yi Lao fell into deep thought, the various departments of the steppe have looked good on the surface over the years, but they are not very obedient in private, and there are constant small conflicts with those nomads in the north, all of them are fighting for water and land, and the court does not take it seriously.

What is it for this time? Wedding? Hehe.

That night, the old general Yi lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep, and then simply got up and gave Emperor Jingtai a secret letter.

******

As soon as he finished visiting the night market, Thirteen was recruited into the palace by his father.

"What the hell do you think about marriage?" Emperor Jingtai went straight to the point, in the past two years, the youngest son has been "hiding in Tibet" all day long (thirteen: father, that is going out on business), isn't it just to avoid marriage.

Thirteen was stunned for a moment, then knelt down again and said, "Erchen..."

"Don't say that you are young and want to make contributions or something first," Emperor Jingtai didn't raise his head, "Your brothers have already said these things." ”

A baker's dozen:......

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Gonggong Shi glanced at Thirteen sympathetically: Concubine Jiang Guifei came to complain to the emperor about His Royal Highness Thirteen's marriage again tonight.

"Erchen... The son has a favorite person..."

Thirteen's voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words, Emperor Jingtai relied on guessing.

"Do you want to marry Shu Qinglan?" Emperor Jingtai didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to look at the fold in his hand.

Thirteen shocks, is it so obvious?

"Yes. Father, son, son and son have known Qinglan since childhood..."

Without waiting for Thirteen to finish speaking, Emperor Jingtai stopped his youngest son's words with a look.

"Didn't your mother see a lot of famous ladies for you?" Isn't it as good as a girl from the countryside?

"Erchen, I don't like them." One by one, like marionettes, marrying such a bottle and coming back, how will they live in the future?

Shu Qinglan, Emperor Jingtai tapped his thumb on the desk, this is the second time I have heard this name today. In the emperor's view, the key is whether it is useful or not, and the maximization of interests is the priority of politicians.

Shu Qinglan is from a humble background, so what, as long as she says a word, the Shu family will immediately become a new upstart in Beijing.

Thinking of the things he saw this afternoon, Emperor Jingtai's eyes became deeper.

When Qinglan first arrived in the capital, Emperor Jingtai still sent someone to pay attention to her for a while, and then she was so sad to hear the news from the secret guards, she either studied and ate or played all day long, so she gradually threw away her hand.

Until this afternoon, Emperor Jingtai went to the weapons manufacturing test base of the Ministry of War.

This is the most secret and core place in the military equipment of the whole Dashun, except for Emperor Jingtai, only Zhu Yuanfang and his son can enter.

"This is..."

Zhu Yuanfang uncovered the oilcloth, and a gun carriage similar to a peacock trailing appeared in front of Emperor Jingtai without warning.

"Multi-barreled artillery," Zhu Yuanfang introduced the construction and use of the artillery on the side, and he was also excited between his words, two years ago, he couldn't have imagined that he would be able to build such a cannon one day!

Emperor Jingtai was silent after listening to Zhu Yuanfang's introduction, "Can you fire twenty-one shells in a row?" "Still non-stop?

Zhu Yuanfang nodded vigorously, "This fan-shaped design broadens the range of strikes, and it can also concentrate firepower to hit large-scale enemy forces, which can not only reduce mistakes but also load more artillery." In other words, 21 consecutive shots are not the maximum carrying range, and there is more room for extension.

Emperor Jingtai doesn't seem to change his face, but in fact, he has already set off an uproar in his heart, once such a weapon appears...

As early as a year ago, Zhu Yuanfang showed him the improved barrels and shells, and there were almost no mistakes such as exploding.

"What about this?" Jingtai Di pointed to another thing that looked like a large kite reel.

"Small artillery." Zhu Yuanfang turned the shelf around, and Emperor Jingtai understood that this weapon was a bit like a firecracker, the shells were connected together, and they could be fired continuously as long as they turned the shelf shaft.

"How long will it take to finish all five rows of shells?" Emperor Jingtai touched the handle and asked.

"A quarter of an hour, forty-five shells." Zhu Guogong personally recorded the time.

After turning his back twice, Emperor Jingtai picked up a model that looked like a combination of a modern wind chime and a merry-go-round, don't tell me that this is also a cannon.

Zhu Yuanfang seemed very happy that the emperor could take the initiative to ask about this weapon, "Bomber, have you seen it?" Zhu Yuanfang pointed to the base below, "It can rotate in a circle, and the sixteen guns in the middle can shoot non-stop!" ”

Jingtai Emperor: ......

(If you don't know Zhu Yuanfang and his son too well, you will think that they are war maniacs.) ）

Jingtai Di picked up other models.

"It's a mobile fortress." Zhu Yuanfang's eyes lit up, and he would make a physical object in the next step.

"It's a tank." It's a pity that the "engine" that Qinglan said hasn't been studied and understood.

"It's a catapult, and the distance can be twice as long."

"This is..."

…

Emperor Jingtai suddenly sympathized with his enemies, once these things hit... Tsk, it's just murderous!

Alas~ I am really old, Emperor Jingtai patted Zhu Guogong's shoulder and sighed sincerely: "Feng Yan (Zhu Guogong's character), you have cultivated a good son for Dashun!" ”

Zhu Guogong glanced at his son, this child is too obsessed with these inventions.

Zhu Yuanfang is already twenty years old, and he is also an older fighter among men, and the Duchess of Guo is worried about his family affairs all day long.

There is already a crown princess in the family, and the future is likely to be after a country, so the Zhu family can't choose a daughter-in-law who is high and powerful, and the duchess thinks that it is not bad to marry a young lady from a noble family.

Who knew that Zhu Yuanfang didn't look down on those young ladies from the scholarly family at all, "Mother, don't you plan to let your son speak in the future?" ”

Duchess Zhu Guo hurriedly reviewed herself, yes, her son didn't talk much, and then married a quiet girl, let her face two "dumb" all day long, and she couldn't live anymore!

Why don't you consider marrying a general?

Mrs. Guo invited a group of young ladies from the military general's family to be guests, and the ladies were lively and chattering, Zhu Yuanfang couldn't bear it, "Mother, it's too noisy at home, I'll go to sleep over there." "Over there, there is no doubt about it, this secret production workshop.

The Duchess is depressed, what kind of daughter-in-law does her son want!

Zhu Yuanjin said tentatively: "Mother, do you think Qinglan is okay?" ”

The first reaction of the Duchess was: "Your brother has taken a fancy to Shu Qinglan?" ”

Zhu Yuanjin shook his head, "I don't know." But you see who my brother has said so much. ”

The Duchess of Guo, who believed that she had glimpsed the truth, began to think about the possibility of Shu Qinglan being the daughter-in-law of the Zhu family.

The girl is handsome, speaks and does things generously, although she is not from a high background, but she does not have the slightest kind of twisted little family spirit. Ji Daru's apprentice, knowledgeable and reasonable, and his mind and bearing are not inferior to men, the more the Duchess thinks about it, the happier she is, as for the family, their family is a very popular minister, and in the future, it will be the mother of the queen's mother, who dares to chew the root of the tongue in the back. The most important thing is that her son has something to say to her!

No, Zhu Yuanfang stared at his mother with an expression of disbelief, "Shu Qinglan? "What can you do when you marry back? Pigs?

"Son, you, you..." don't you like Shu Qinglan?

"I've always considered her a partner." For the sake of those new weapons, Zhu Yuanfang had to "endure humiliation and burden" to make machines for Qinglan.

The Duchess was devastated, "Partner? Why didn't she understand the word?

"I make things for her, and she gives me... Some ideas or suggestions on weapons. "He needs a wife, not a staff!

Duchess of the Kingdom: ......

The road of a son's wife is really a long way to go!

"Your Majesty, although these things are made by Weichen, the designs are all from Shu Qinglan's hands." Zhu Yuanfang is very honest, and he subconsciously feels that Qinglan needs these, readers, and he doesn't care about those false names.

Emperor Jingtai looked at Zhu Guogong, who nodded affirmatively, if Shu Qinglan was a man, he would definitely ask the emperor to send this person to the military department.

Shu Qinglan?

This person who was about to be forgotten by Emperor Jingtai to Java fell in front of him again in a flicker.

"She designed it?" Emperor Jingtai is still a little difficult to accept, what did he miss?

Zhu Yuanfang was slightly stunned, "Weichen doesn't dare to bully the king, it is indeed from the hand of Xizhi." Of course, I also made some small changes according to the actual situation.

Shu Xizhi, Emperor Jingtai, who walked out of the door of the workshop, squinted his eyes slightly, how good it would be if it was a man.

“… Erchen only wants Shu Qinglan. ”

The youngest son's words pulled Emperor Jingtai's mind back to the Qinzheng Palace.

"Get up." Emperor Jingtai finally put down the pen.

Thirteen's face flushed, "I still hope that my father will be perfected!" ”

"Marry?" That's the position of the concubine.

"Yes." If it weren't for his wife, he couldn't think of anyone else who would be worthy of this position.

"Shu Qinglan is determined to be in the court." Your brother is the crown prince, what do you tell him to think, won't he be embarrassed in his heart?

"Governing the country and rejuvenating the country, regardless of gender." The eldest brother will not abolish the public for personal reasons.

Emperor Jingtai glanced at his youngest son deeply and waved his hand, "Let's rest in the palace tonight." ”

"Father, the son wants to borrow Long Xiang." Longxiang is a ship, the most luxurious ship in Dashun, which has been parked at the Royal Wharf in Tianjin Port for many years.

Emperor Jingtai thought that his son wanted to go to sea to play, so he instructed: "Don't go far." ”

"Thank you, Father! That..."Marrying Qinglan, did you agree to it, father, or... What about promises?

Emperor Jingtai looked at his little son's expectant little eyes, and suddenly felt sad, what is so good about that Shu Qinglan, worthy of his precious son's attention!

"You convince your mother first."

******

Early the next morning, Qinglan followed the thirteen dozen horses out of the city and galloped all the way to Tianjin Port.

Longxiang is worthy of being the first royal luxury building ship, about 100 meters long, about 30 meters high, the hull has five layers, standing on the deck, almost not feeling the impact of the wind and waves, it can be seen that the hull is solid.

The first time she took an ancient ship, Qinglan's excitement was beyond words, and in addition to admiration, she happily ran around on the deck, "Thirteen, this ship is amazing!! ”

Thirteen leaned against the side of the boat and smiled gently: "If you like it, it's fine." ”

"It's more than liking!" Qinglan let the sea breeze blow the green silk, "It's so unexpected!" Great praise! ”

Thirteen glanced over, except for the two little girls brought by Qinglan, the rest of them obediently retreated to ten meters away.

Thirteen: ...... "These two girls are too small, I'll give you a few more to use." "I don't even have a bit of eyesight.

This is a pair of twin sisters, the father is Shu Chang's old comrade-in-arms, who died in a mission, leaving two infant children to live with their grandparents.

It just so happened that Qinglan was lacking in skills, and she was a car dealer and a dessert shop, so she had to go to school honestly on weekdays, and she needed two errand runners, so Shu Chang recommended two sisters.

Qinglan is quite satisfied with the two of them, although they are not very good at serving people, but they have learned kung fu from Shu Chang for five years, and it must be no problem to run errands, but the two children have lost a little weight and don't look like ten years old at all.

Shu Chang explained the reason: the two children were not treated by the elderly in the family, the mother died in childbirth, and the father was...

Qinglan suddenly said: "Aren't you afraid of my diaphragm?" ”

Shu Chang smiled brightly, "Miss is a reader." ”

Zi is silent, weird and confused, right? The son is silent, but it doesn't mean that the strange power does not exist.

"Okay, you can take them to the yamen to get the deed." Qinglan really doesn't care about those, and orders the Death Bull Demon King!

"Miss Xie." Shu Chang thanked his old comrades-in-arms on behalf of him, "Miss, let's name them again." ”

Qinglan's eyes widened, "What are they called?" "It can't be the eldest girl, right?

"Big hair, two hairs."

…… It's better to be a big girl and a second girl!

Qinglan thought for a while, "Let's call it Yijuan Yichan." ”

Yijuan Yichan is extremely worried that she will be replaced at the moment, Miss treats them very well, they don't want to leave Miss!

"No~ Yes, they're fine." He turned his head and said to the two of them: "You go and play, you don't need to serve here." ”

Yijuan Yichan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the thirteenth prince was too scary.