Gunpowder is a Pandora's box, from the popularity of cold weapons to hot weapons, the lethality of hot weapons is geometrically different from each other compared with cold weapons.

Watching the big tiger riding a horse and hurrying to the entrance of the village, he went to find the ingredients with Li Yifu.

If Li Shimin knew about the existence of gunpowder, the ghost knows what he would do.

Li Zheng looked at the book in front of him, which recorded the gunpowder making process during the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, gunpowder was only used for firecrackers.

It was not until the popularization of artillery in the army that the power of gunpowder began to increase.

The book in front of me is a record of firearms manufacturing in the Ming Dynasty.

There were guns, artillery, and some rudiments of mines.

The power of gunpowder has a lot to do with its formula.

If there is too much of the same ingredient or less of a certain ingredient, it is likely to be dumbfounded.

In the later application of gunpowder, the people of the Ming Dynasty called gunpowder a medicine that could make the flame burn violently.

There is a lot of saltpeter in the area of Longyou Road.

Most of the saltpeter used to make saltpeter ice was dug there.

As one of the four great inventions, gunpowder had the greatest influence on warfare.

It has turned the war situation, which is dominated by cold weapons, into a situation dominated by hot weapons.

This is a Pandora's box, and it is also a militaristic weapon.

Cold weapons rely on the sea of people, the strength of the troops, and the combat effectiveness of the soldiers to determine the victory.

Gunpowder is much more rude, and the so-called cannon fires ten thousand taels of gold.

In this age when there is still some stupidity and stupidity.

The emperor ruled the world and defended his enemies against the city walls.

Li Zheng was very disdainful of this method of defense, and to gunpowder, these walls were just a piece of paper.

With enough gunpowder, tearing through a wall is as easy as tearing through a piece of paper.

Some useless clay pots were found in the village to fill gunpowder.

Wash the pot and let it dry in the sun.

Three days had passed since Dahu brought all the ingredients.

Xu Jingzong said anxiously: "The county marquis, the children of Confucianism and the children of Buddhism are now denouncing, and some people even want to burn the legend of the White Snake, they all say that this book is an evil book. ”

"Evil books?" Li Zheng smiled disdainfully while mixing gunpowder, "The Legend of the White Snake is just a somewhat curious love story at best. ”

Li Yifu looked at Li Zheng pouring these sand and stones, and asked Xu Jingzong in a low voice, "What do you say the county marquis is doing with these things?" ”

"How do I know?" Xu Jingzong also looked at Li Zheng and couldn't understand.

With a long sigh, Xu Jingzong continued: "I also received news that those monks are planning to hold a Buddhist meeting in Chang'an, and many monks will go there at that time. ”

Li Yifu's expression became more and more worried, "Really? ”

Xu Jingzong's face was sad, and he really couldn't understand that Li Zheng didn't do anything to deal with those monks, but instead tinkered with these saltpeter coal.

Li Yifu sighed and said: "Lao Xu, you keep an eye on the movements of Chang'an, I have been guarding Jingyang these days, how many monks have come, how many monks have I driven away." ”

Xu Jingzong followed Li Yifu all the way to the entrance of the village, "I don't know how Your Majesty will decide today." ”

Li Yifu asked in a low voice, "Do you think something will happen to the county marquis?" ”

Xu Jingzong smiled meaningfully, "It is not yet known whether something will happen to the county marquis, but these Buddhist disciples will definitely have an accident." ”

"How so?"

Xu Jingzong explained: "What is the purpose of His Majesty's order to let Dali Temple thoroughly inspect each temple? It's just to know how many temples and how many monks there are in Chang'an. ”

Speaking of this, Li Yifu pondered: "But now their monks want to unite to deal with the county marquis. ”

"It's not just the county marquis." Xu Jingzong walked all the way and said: "If these monks obediently accept the investigation of Dali Temple, it would be fine, and now these monks are openly shouting, don't you think this is a threat to the court and Your Majesty?" ”

"For Your Majesty, a monk should be just a monk, but if these monks go too far, then Your Majesty will be a threat, and Your Majesty will not show mercy."

"That's why the county marquis is so fearless?"

Xu Jingzong sighed with emotion: "Monks also make mistakes, Jingyang Printing Workshop has been for so long, it has always been just a small printing workshop, and the county marquis has no intention of expanding, this is where the county marquis is smart." ”

Put all these gunpowder materials in the sun to dry and get rid of moisture.

Li Zheng came to Jingyang Academy, and he rarely came to the academy to give lectures on weekdays, maybe only a few times a month.

Most of them were taught by Li Zheng to Da Niu, and let Da Niu teach some knowledge to the children here.

Seeing the class, Li Zheng said to these children: "Today, I will tell you a story, this story is called three monks who have no water to eat. ”

"Once upon a time there was a temple, there was a little monk in the temple, he was very comfortable on his own life, he could be self-sufficient by carrying water every day, and then a thin and tall monk came, and the two monks could take turns carrying water to eat, and then a fat monk came......"

"Until the three monks no one is willing to carry water, why do the three monks have no water to drink? Because none of the three monks wanted to contribute, they all wanted to rely on others. ”

After the story was told, a group of children listened attentively, and the story that came to an abrupt end was still in their impressions.

told a short story, but Chu Suiliang found this story very thought-provoking.

After telling this story, Chu Suiliang continued to teach the children to write.

Li Chunfeng saw Li Zheng walking out of the classroom and asked, "County Marquis, I've heard about the recent things." ”

"Chang'an is really making a big fuss." Li Zheng said with emotion: "It seems that I stabbed the big basket this time." ”

Li Chunfeng also said: "In the eyes of Poor Dao, few bald donkeys are good things. ”

Hearing Li Chunfeng say such words, Li Zheng said in a low voice: "You are quite wealthy as a monk these days, and your life as a Taoist priest is not very good. ”

"Tell me, this Buddhism has to take care of everything." Li Chunfeng continued: "Buddhism lies in praying for blessings, even if they have a child, they have to pray for blessings, what else can they do besides praying for blessings? ”

"According to you, the scope of Buddhism's business is wider than yours, right?"

"Business?"

"It's business." Li Zheng explained.

"Not really." Li Chunfeng said again: "In fact, the Taoist skills of the poor Dao are not proficient, but I also know many Taoist friends, they have been practicing chivalry and righteousness all their lives, unlike those bald donkeys of Laoshizi, those bald donkeys are sitting in the temple, knocking on the wooden fish, we are the ones who really help others solve troubles, and by the way, we can also eliminate violence and peace." ”

Li Zheng walked as he spoke, "Li Chunfeng Dao Chief, I really have no intention of mixing up the grievances of your two Buddhist and Taoist families. ”

"If you need help with anything, Poor Dao can inform Li Chunfeng Dao Chief, raise your arms and exhale, and all Taoist priests in the world will respond to the wind."