If Zhu Shun heard Huang Taiji's words, he would definitely say, don't force me if you have the ability, come and kill me.

Now I can't wait for the Donglin Party to impeach Zhu Shun, wearing a shabby green cloth cotton jacket, walked into the alley where the Candle Temple is located alone.

The Candle Temple is a workhouse in Beiping, used to house beggars and widows and lonely people, and it is inhabited by the poor people of the lower classes of the capital.

There are dilapidated thatched houses everywhere, and many people's thatched roofs have broken big holes, and most of the earthen walls outside the yard have cracked one after another.

Zhu Shun had to be careful every step he took, and the stone letters on both sides of the alley, because of their disrepair, often gushed out streams of sewage, flowing onto the street and freezing into a layer of ice.

Fortunately, it was all frozen in winter, and if it was summer, the stench emitted by these stinky ditches would make Zhu Shun faint.

Zhu Shun came here to find Sun Yuanhua and some West French people, but the West French people won seven or eight hundred thousand taels of silver in the last gamble, which was enough for everyone to buy a mansion in the capital.

In order to save money, Sun Yuanhua and other Western French people took out more silver to buy all kinds of research materials, and did not go to Qipan Street and Chenghuangmiao City to buy houses where the bureaucrats and gentry lived.

It's just that in the dirty and messy slums of the Candle Temple, I spent eight cents of silver a month and rented a small courtyard.

Fortunately, there are fifty percent of the flag schools of the Soldiers and Horses Division in the capital to patrol with people, and the public security is not too chaotic, otherwise you will need to spend money to rent a house on Qipan Street.

According to the address given by Ambassador Zhang, Zhu Shun asked many people along the way to the Candle Temple, and there were many unkempt beggars squatting at the door.

Coming to the Candle Temple, Zhu Shun changed direction, began to count the dilapidated thatched houses to the east, and stopped when he reached the seventh.

The dilapidated thatched yard had obviously just been repaired, the collapsed half-earthen wall had been replaced, and the large hole in the thatched roof had been broken and covered with new thatch.

Zhu Shun walked over and pulled the ringer.

It didn't take long for a familiar voice to shout warily, "Who?" ”

Zhu Shun knew that the security here was not as good as Qipan Street, and of course the people who lived here would be very vigilant: "Uncle Zhang Shi is me." ”

Ambassador Zhang took off the latch, opened the wooden door, and said with a smile: "Why do you kid have time to come here today." ”

Zhu Shun walked in and reflexively plugged in the latch: "It's nothing, just to see if you are short of money, come and give you a sum of money." ”

During this time, the West French made a lot of money because of Zhu Shun, and when they heard that they had made money again, Ambassador Zhang pulled Zhu Shun and walked into the thatched house.

The thatched yard that Sun Yuanhua and the others rented occupied a large area, and it should be one of three thatched yards side by side.

Ambassador Zhang pulled Zhu Shun to the thatched house in the middle, and before he could enter, he saw Sun Yuanhua and several people running out in a panic.

The moment they ran out of the thatched hut, several West French people flew out and lay down in the snow.

Before Zhu Shun could understand what was going on, Ambassador Zhang pulled Zhu Shun to the ground.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the thatched roof in the middle was blown over by a powerful wave of air, and puffs of smoke came out of it.

After the explosion, Sun Yuanhua and the others hurriedly walked in again, as if looking for something.

The corners of Zhu Shun's mouth twitched, and he finally understood why they wanted to rent this kind of cheapest thatched yard.

If it is replaced by other courtyards, let alone a mansion with large glazed tiles, even a house with blue bricks and green tiles, it can't withstand their tossing like this.

Just repairing the house consumes 800,000 taels.

Ambassador Zhang was accustomed to this situation, and dragged Zhu Shun to sit in a simple bamboo pavilion in the courtyard, which had a small stove with a pot of white wine on it.

Zhu Shun heard Ambassador Zhang introduce that this was liquor, and thought it was a highly distilled liquor in later generations, so he took a sip, but he didn't expect it to be the taste of rice wine: "Uncle Zhang, this is a rice bar, how do you call it liquor." ”

Ambassador Zhang is even more strange than Zhu Shun, thinking that Zhu Shun was born in the countryside and has not read any books, it is not surprising: "All the wine made from rice wine is white wine, in fact, it also means turbid wine." ”

"Don't blame Uncle Shi for his poor hospitality, you have also seen the situation today, and the roof has to be renovated every few days."

"That's it, Sun Yuanhua's containers for purifying gunpowder are all glass, and that thing is expensive."

"No matter how much money he has, he can't afford to toss like this, just find a way to save money elsewhere."

Speaking of silver, it is also the main purpose of Zhu Shun's visit this time, and he drank another glass of scalded liquor, and his whole body was warm: "Uncle Zhang, I came today to give you a wealth and wealth, I don't know if you dare to accept it." ”

Through the first three gambling games, the West French won a few silver that they couldn't earn in their lifetime, and Zhu Shun said that if you make money, you will definitely make money.

As for how to improve the power of firearms, each has its own direction, and Sun Yuanhua is thinking about how to purify gunpowder.

Ambassador Zhang's research direction is how to refine a higher quality steel, so that it can withstand more gunpowder and increase the power of firearms.

Steelmaking is also a very expensive research, Ambassador Zhang burned all the land and property of his family, and barely found a direction, now is the time to need money.

Ambassador Zhang saw that Zhu Shun liked to drink liquor, so he took out a white porcelain bowl and poured a full bowl for him: "Is there going to be a gambling game again?" ”

As soon as this sentence was finished, Ambassador Zhang himself felt ridiculous: "Even if the Donglin Party and Jin Shang are idiots, they have lost three times in a row, and they will definitely not bet against you in the future." ”

Suddenly remembering something, Ambassador Zhang patted his head and reminded: "Look at my memory, the Donglin Party has been planning how to impeach you in the past few days. ”

"I'm going to use the incident of the Beiping Firearms General Bureau selling firearms to completely trample you under your feet."

"However, I was worried that the General Administration of Firearms in Beiping was the emperor's will, so I made two preparations, mobilized contacts to prohibit anyone from buying firearms, and also released rumors that it was a person who secretly hid firearms, and he wanted to join the Jurchen Tartars outside the city."

"In this way, no one really dares to buy firearms from the Beiping Firearms Bureau, as long as the firearms of the Firearms General Administration cannot be sold, it can be done in one day, two days, if it takes several months."

"The imperial court puts silver in it every day, and with the emperor's character who loves money, he will definitely be dissatisfied with this matter."

"At that time, as long as the Donglin Party plays some more conspiracy, the position of the virtuous nephew will not be guaranteed."

Zhu Shun put down the wine bowl and asked calmly, "Does Uncle Zhang believe me?" ”

Ambassador Zhang didn't say whether he believed it or not, he took the liquor in the wine glass like a general, and looked at Zhu Shun sincerely: "Virtuous nephew, what do you need Uncle Shi to do." ”