The heavy machine gun fire lasted half a minute. It wasn't until Zhang Jimeng shouted to stop that the engineer operating the machine gun finally stopped.

The sound of gunfire suddenly stopped, and my ears were still a little uncomfortable. When Chongzhen looked down at Zhu Heyi in his arms, he found that this little guy didn't have the slightest discomfort or stage fright, and he was still clapping his little hands there.

Zhu Heyun even begged Chongzhen to come again. How could Chongzhen refuse such a request, the reason why he brought Zhu Hezhen to test the gun today was originally to train the courage of this emperor's eldest grandson, and Chongzhen readily agreed at the moment.

"Zhang Qing, the imperial grandson has already made an order, another wave."

"Yes." Zhang Jimeng immediately motioned for the engineer to reload the bullet. The Engineer immediately pulled out a two-hundred-round metal chain from another iron box.

A moment later, the test firing range at the foot of Qingliang Mountain once again rang out like gunshots. This time, Zhang Jimeng did not shout to stop again, but waited until all the metal bullet chains were played, and then pressed the stopwatch.

Chongzhen asked, "Zhang Qing, how much time did it take?" Zhang Jimeng looked at the stopwatch and replied, "Enlighten the saint, a total of fifty-eight seconds." ”

"Fifty-eight seconds, almost a minute." Chongzhen smiled,

"Knocking out a chain of 200 rounds in one minute, which means that the actual rate of fire is almost 200 rounds per minute?" Such a rate of fire is already quite powerful.

You must know that it is the seventeenth century, and it is only the middle of the seventeenth century! Zhang Jimeng was still a little dissatisfied: "Shengshang, if the minister goes back and improves it, the rate of fire should be able to be increased again, and it should not be a problem to increase it to 300 points per minute." ”

"Okay, you go back and improve slowly." Chongzhen nodded and said,

"However, even a rate of fire of two hundred rounds per minute is enough, so you hurry up and hand over the drawings to the arsenal." After speaking, Chongzhen turned his head and instructed Zhan Yangzhi: "The arsenal must step up production, and at least a hundred heavy machine guns will be built by the end of this year." ”

"Rest assured, the arsenal will never be dishonored." Zhan Yangzhi played the package ticket. Nowadays, Zhan Yangzhi's waist pole is also stiff, because the scale of the Daming Arsenal has long been different from what it used to be, and the annual output value of the current Daming Arsenal has reached tens of millions of yuan.

You must know that one yuan in the Ming Dynasty is equivalent to one tael of silver. Seventeen years before Chongzhen, the annual income of the Ming Dynasty was only 20 million yuan.

"Zhan Qing, I'm still relieved that you're doing things." Chongzhen said happily,

"After these 100 heavy machine guns were built, they were immediately handed over to the General Headquarters, and the war in Central Asia was not going well, and these heavy machine guns were urgently needed." While speaking, Lu Jiude came in and reported: "Long live Lord, Jin Jianzheng has arrived." ”

"Kim Hyun has arrived in Nanjing? It came at the right time. Chongzhen nodded happily,

"Hurry up and let him in." After a while, Jin Xuan came to the test ground and saluted Chongzhen according to the new etiquette of the Ming officialdom.

After sending Zhan Yangzhi and Zhang Jimeng away, Chongzhen took Jin Xuan back to his palace, well, the so-called palace is actually just an ordinary villa under Qingliang Mountain.

There are thousands of such villas in Nanjing. These small villas are built by Sun Shouting's Daming Construction Workshop, which is a new style of building with a mixture of reinforced concrete frame and civil structure, anyway, Nanjing's dignitaries and gentlemen are very popular, which can be regarded as Chongzhen's unintentional willow insertion, because his personal preference actually brought a wave of villa trends.

"Jin Qing, do you know why I called you?"

"Probably do you know that the war in Central Asia is not going well?"

"It's not that it's not going well, but it's not going well, King Ding is in trouble." Zhu Cijiong would run into trouble in Central Asia, which was expected by Chongzhen.

What kind of place is Central Asia? It has been the graveyard of empires since ancient times. Historically, except for the Mongol Empire, which briefly conquered Central Asia, the rest of the empire, such as the Tang Empire, the Persian Empire, the British Empire, the Red Soviet Union and even the Amexink, all fell in Central Asia.

The reason is also very simple, Central Asia is too closed to transportation, religion and ethnicity are too complicated, so it is difficult to truly conquer Central Asia by purely military means.

It is not possible to kill by killing, and the Mongols have killed no less in Central Asia. At that time, the Mongolian army marched all the way to the west, and there was no calculation of destroying the country, and there were countless chances of killing, and the heads really fell to the ground piece by piece, but they could not kill the natives of Central Asia.

Human life is fragile, so fragile that a single cut off a person's head can kill a person. However, human life is very tenacious, and when human beings are gathered into a group, they will become extremely tenacious, which is the main reason why human beings can defeat many fierce beasts to dominate this world.

Genocide was extremely difficult, and it took two hundred years for the Anglo-Saxon western cowboys to exterminate the Indians.

What Chongzhen wants is only to unify the script and culture, if possible, the language should also be unified, as for the genocide, he really didn't think about it, because Huaxia only cares about culture, not blood.

Because there is really nothing to show off about this thing of bloodline, who has not had a wide ancestor? Dating back to the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, whose ancestors did not become emperors?

Everyone is the descendant of Yan and Huang, Chi You and the Yellow Emperor are both brothers of the same mother, and the Jiuli tribe and Huang Yan and Huang are basically a family.

Therefore, killing alone will not solve the problem. Even if the railway is built in the future, it will still be difficult to last.

The real solution to the problem is cultural and religious integration. Jin Xuan said: "Dare to ask the Holy Lord, what kind of enemy did King Ding encounter in the Central Asian battlefield?" What do you need to do? Is it the important minister who led the students of the North Prison to support? ”

"That's right, it's just that the students of the North Prison need to go to support." Chongzhen nodded and said,

"However, not now, this time I asked you to come to Nanjing, just to tell you about it in person."

"Holy Lord, the minister is listening." Kim Hyun nodded very seriously and said,

"What do you need to do?" Unlike other ministers, Jin Xuan really believes that Chongzhen is an immortal saint in his heart, so he also has no guarantee of recognition and trust for Chongzhen, and he will do whatever Chongzhen asks him to do without thinking.

Chongzhen said: "That's the case, after you go back to Beijing, you will personally select a group of students with flexible brains, and then find a teacher who can speak Turkic and be familiar with Central Asian geography to teach students to learn Turkic language and Central Asian geography." ”

"Understood, the minister will go back and do it." Jin Xuan was about to get up and say goodbye after speaking, but was stopped by Chongzhen.

"Jin Qing, don't be in a hurry to leave first." Chongzhen said with a smile,

"It's all back to Nanjing, it's better to go home first, your wife has come to me here to sue the emperor, the country is busy, and the small family can't be left behind, hurry up, go home and see your wife, otherwise I will be killed in the backbone." After sending Jin Xuan away, Chongzhen asked again: "Lu Banban, Master Xingzheng hasn't arrived yet?" ”

"Back to Long Live Lord's words, it's not here yet." Lu Jiude said respectfully,

"But calculate the time, it should be fast, after all, the railway from Luoyang to Xuzhou has been opened, and Master Xingzheng can take the train to Nanjing, at most three or five days is enough." While he was talking, a little eunuch ran in and reported: "Long live Lord, Master Xingzheng, the abbot of Shaolin, has arrived." ”

"Speaking of the abbot, the abbot has arrived, what a coincidence." Chongzhen smiled and hurriedly said,

"Please, please come in." Venerable Xingzheng was soon brought in and saluted with both hands.

Chongzhen smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Master Xingzheng, Chongzhen has been farewell to Songshan for eighteen years, but we haven't seen each other for five years, and you are even younger." ”

"Amitabha." Venerable Xingzheng pronounced the Buddha's name, and then asked straight to the point,

"The Holy Xuan Poor Monk came to Nanjing, I don't know what it was for?"

"It's okay, I can't talk to you and talk about the Dharma?" Chongzhen pointed at Master Xingzheng and said with a smile: "Master, you have an opinion about me." ”

"The Holy One is serious." Venerable Xingzheng said,

"The four major monks are empty, how can there be greed, hatred, and other four sufferings."

"No, Master, you definitely have an opinion about me." Chongzhen said seriously,

"You are still angry that I sent troops to cut down the century-old trees of Shaolin Temple, but I only gave twenty taels of silver and two hundred catties of alms." Master Xingzheng only preached the Buddha this time, but he slandered in his heart, do you still have the face to mention?

You are the emperor, and the money for giving sesame oil is only 20 taels of silver and 200 catties of old rice, and the 200 catties of old rice are mixed with a lot of mouse feces and sand, and the old man's teeth are almost knocked out.

Chongzhen sighed and said, "Master, don't blame me, I was really poor at that time, the twenty taels of silver and two hundred catties of old rice were still pulled out of the mouths of the front-line soldiers, really." Then without waiting for Master Xingzheng to speak, Chongzhen continued: "However, I have always remembered the kindness of Shaolin Temple in my heart, if it wasn't for Shaolin Temple risking being discovered by Jiannu and allowing the army to be stationed, the thieves in Tongguan would have lost the battle, and if the thieves were destroyed at that time, Daming might not be able to withstand it." ”

"The saint is serious, this is what Shaolin Temple should do." Master Xingzheng's face looked better.

"Shaolin Temple can not ask for anything in return, but I can't be ignorant." Chongzhen's face was straight, and he said,

"Before this, I was actually thinking about how to repay the Shaolin Temple, but I couldn't find a proper way, but now, I have found a way to repay the Shaolin Temple, that is, in the name of the Ming Dynasty, to give to the world and promote Mahayana Buddhism." Chongzhen had already figured out that in order to occupy and rule Central Asia for a long time, it was necessary to start with religion and culture.

Religion takes the lower route, and culture follows the upper elite line, and only a two-pronged approach can lead to long-term peace and stability.