"How many have you made now?" Zhu Youxiao hurriedly asked. The distance of one step in ancient times is equivalent to about one meter three to one meter five in modern times, and three hundred steps can be close to four hundred and fifty meters.

"It's only seven." Bi Maokang replied honestly.

"So little! Hey...... "Zhu Youxiao was inevitably very disappointed. Zhu Youxiao knew that if the problem of barrel production was not solved, it would not be possible to equip the army on a large scale.

"At present, in the Weapons Manufacturing Bureau, there are only two people who can guarantee that the success rate of the production of rifled barrels can reach more than 50%." Bi Maokang replied.

"Why are there only two of them?" Zhu Youxiao asked. The Weapons Manufacturing Bureau can have thousands of people.

"Without him, only the hand is familiar. If others practice more, they can also achieve it, but it is not a matter of a few days, and it takes years of accumulation. Bi Maokang replied.

"Reward, one hundred taels of silver per person. In addition, if someone can solve the problem of rifled barrel production, a thousand taels of silver will be rewarded and the county will be sealed. Zhu Youxiao said.

In the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty titles were only duke, marquis, and uncle, and the male and son titles were abolished.

"Thank you, Ministers, Craftsmen, for your Majesty's reward!" Bi Mao Kang Shili said.

"Li Yongzhen......" Zhu Youxiao shouted.

"The minister is here." Li Yongzhen bowed down and ran to Zhu Youxiao.

"All the people of the Weapons Manufacturing Bureau must sign a confidentiality agreement to ensure that the weapons manufacturing of the Weapons Manufacturing Bureau will not be leaked, and send heavy troops to guard the Weapons Manufacturing Bureau to prevent anyone from stealing the secrets of the Weapons Manufacturing Bureau. Zhu Youxiao ordered.

"No." Li Yongzhen replied.

"Your Majesty, this gun is still nameless, please give your Majesty a name for this gun?" Wang Liqian whispered on the side.

"Let's call it the Apocalypse Gun." Zhu Youxiao thought for a while and said.

"Your Majesty, this gun originally came from Your Majesty's idea." Wang Liqian smiled and patted his ass and said.

"How many of these Apocalypse Guns can be produced by the end of next year?" Zhu Youxiao said.

"Without affecting the production of other weapons, we will be able to produce about 300 to 500 by next year." Bi Maokang said.

"Yes, in the first half of next year, I will first give me a hundred pieces of equipment to the Dragon Teng Army to test the effect." Zhu Youxiao nodded and said.

"Commandment."

……

Zhu Youxiao ushered in the second Chinese New Year's Eve after he came to Daming, and there is no tradition of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, but Zhu Youxiao has already begun to implement it in the harem.

The reunion dinner was naturally eaten by the whole family, and Xiaoxiao was also invited over. Zhu Youxiao has too many concubines, it is definitely impossible to eat at the round table in later generations, he still adopts the meal sharing system, but the meal system is used, and the seats are particularly particular, Zhu Youxiao and Zhang Yan must be sitting in the chief.

Concubine Fan Hui is the imperial concubine and sits first on the left hand. And the first position on the right hand side is also the seat of the concubine, but at the reunion dinner last year, this position sat Wang Liangfei, Wang Liangfei was elected to the palace with Zhang Yan, and she was a good concubine when she entered the palace, and she started high.

But this year, the situation is different, Concubine Ren Rong has a son, and it is not easy for Concubine Wang Liang to sit in the first position on the right.

"Sister Rongfei, you sit in this position, and I will sit in your hands." Concubine Wang Liang said modestly.

"Sister Liangfei, you sat in this position last year, and you will definitely have to sit this year." Concubine Ren Rong said modestly.

Since Concubine Ren Rong gave birth to a child, she has been dining alone, never leaving the palace, taking care of Zhu Cijiong, and has not eaten together for several months. This time Zhu Youxiao's reunion dinner, she must participate.

"Let's sit down with my sister." Concubine Wang Liang still refused to sit down.

"Concubine Rong, just sit down, wait for the emperor to come, the emperor doesn't like anything unharmonious in the palace." Zhang Yan said softly.

"No." Concubine Ren Rong nodded and said.

Concubine Ren Rong sat down in the first place on the right hand, and the second place on the left hand side was Concubine Li Cheng, and the rest sat down according to their respective titles. Zhu Youxiao originally wanted to arrange Xiaoxiao to be closer to him, but was stopped by Zhang Yan, if this is the case, Xiaoxiao will not be able to go to Fengqiu Huang tomorrow, otherwise, Liu Zongzhou and others will come to die the next day.

Fortunately, Zhu Youxiao has been eating like this with his family since last year, and Zhu Youxiao doesn't have any shelves, so everyone is not too restrained.

After eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it is to keep the New Year, there is no Spring Festival Gala in this era, there is no TV, the only entertainment is mahjong, since the rise of mahjong, the game of "killer and catch" has retreated to second place in the palace, showing a decline phenomenon.

Zhu Youxiao was not interested in mahjong, and after staying in Kunning Palace for a while, he left Kunning Palace alone, and he had a lot of things to plan for the upcoming new year.

"Your Majesty, it's cold, why are you sitting here alone?" Zhang Yan put on a dress for Zhu Youxiao and said.

"It's okay, I just want to go out for a walk, what time is it?" Zhu Youxiao said with a smile.

"It's a moment." Zhang Yan said.

"It's a new year soon, and it's six years of the apocalypse." Zhu Youxiao said softly.

"It's been almost five years since the concubine entered the palace." Zhang Yan said softly.

"yes, time flies. For two years, the empire remained stormy and unchanged. Zhu Youxiao said.

"The emperor punishes treachery and evil, implements new policies, and works hard to govern the country, and the sky will not disappoint the emperor." Zhang Yan comforted.

"Heaven?! The heavens are now asking for the life of the Empire, and next year's disaster will only get worse. But I'm not afraid, I'm just going to fight with this thief. If the heavens dare to stop me, I will also hold the sword of the Son of Heaven and lead the hundreds of millions of people in the empire to split the heavens, and I will not dare to rebel against me if I want this day. Zhu Youxiao said coldly.

"Your Majesty......," Zhang Yan called softly.

"Wang Sai'er, you have been in the palace for a few months, and I can do everything I promised you?" Zhu Youxiao asked suddenly.

"The emperor is naturally a promise." Wang Sai'er replied respectfully.

Wang Sai'er is not as hostile to Zhu Youxiao as she used to be, especially his younger brother is living very stable now, and she doesn't want his brother to live that kind of life of licking blood from the knife edge anymore.

"You Wenxiang Sect has been lurking in the empire for so many years, and it has never been discovered, it can be seen that you still have a lot of real skills, from tomorrow, you will go to Dongchang to report, take charge of the class, and collect intelligence for me." Zhu Youxiao ordered.

"No, it's just a folk girl...... How can a minister gather intelligence if he has no soldiers in his hands? Wang Sai'er said softly.

(End of chapter)