The two shoulders are decorated with the sun and the moon, the two sleeves are decorated with Chinese insects, there are stars and mountains on the back, and there are Zong Yi, algae, fire, pink rice, 黼, 黼 Liu Zhong ornaments decorate the front and rear twelve regiments of dragon patterns...... Such a twelve-chapter narrow-mouthed large-sleeved dragon robe is a familiar appearance for Zhao Surui.

It was the first time he had seen Shen Sanfu wear this dragon robe with his body.

Seeing Zhao Surui looking at him, Shen Shiqing said with a smile, "I just left the clan relatives and relatives in Beijing for dinner, and the dragon robe hasn't been changed yet."

Relatives and relatives have the duty to sacrifice everywhere on behalf of the Son of Heaven during the New Year, and they should also give food.

Zhao Surui still looked at the dragon pattern closest to him, which happened to be on his left shoulder.

"Relatives? Those people have always been friendly with King Yingjun, and they didn't intercede for Zhao Qinyang? Let him out?"

"I guess I thought about it, but I didn't have a chance to say it." Shen Shiqing said with a smile, "After the anchovion, the tea tribute and the silk tribute are all in the inventory, the king of Yingjun is in Jiangxi to make a move against the tea tribute, and the other vassal kings have not lost their actions, they want to tell me what ancestral bloodline, I will tell them about the ancestral family law of the Taizu, and they will have nothing to say."

Zhao Surui listened and couldn't help laughing:

"These clansmen are the most hateful, when they have a advantage to take advantage of, they remember that they are the blood of Taizu, and when they want to contribute, they say that they are incompetent and powerless, and they are used to crying poor."

"I would like to hear them cry about poverty, because the money allocated to them by the DPRK and China every year is a rule, and there are many favors, since they cry poverty, it is impossible for someone to enrich their own pockets...... Didn't it just crash into my hand?"

Shen Shiqing said as he led Zhao Surui inside, and walked into the main hall of Chaohua Palace, Zhao Surui looked left and right, and asked:

"Where are my bows and swords? You threw it all at me?"

"Let the chicken be put away, Your Majesty's swords and soldiers are all treasures, and I won't dispose of them at will."

Zhao Surui snorted: "I don't care if you throw it away, I scraped out tens of thousands of taels of silver from the Xie family, and I made Xie Lin'an lose all the calligraphy and paintings you lost before, and there is a big IOU, and when I copy the Xie family, the entire mansion is mine." If you throw away my bow and sword, I'll make a better one, and it's not hard for someone to go to Burma to get rubies."

Shen Shiqing laughed when she heard this: "Yes, yes, I will ask someone to go to the library in a while to fetch the things and send them to His Majesty."

"That's not necessary." Zhao Surui refused again, "I have already asked Pei Feng to find a good craftsman to make a new one, but your body is too poor, and you are only able to pull out a twenty-pound Kaiyuan bow until now."

The bow used by Emperor Zhaode himself is a sixty-pound black horn birch bark bow! With Shen San's body, he can't pull it away when he steps on it.

"Speaking of bows and arrows, I have prepared several annual gifts for His Majesty, and this is one of them."

Shen Shiqing took out a box from a corner cabinet and put his hands in front of Zhao Surui.

New Year's gift?

Zhao Surui opened the box casually and sneered: "You use my body, sit on my throne, and give me something and a face to say that it is a New Year's gift? Which is not my ......?"

Looking at the contents of the box, Zhao Surui looked up at Shen Shiqing again for a while, and after a while, he looked down at the contents of the box again.

"This is, Firebolt?"

"Yes, a few months ago, I sent someone from the southeast coast to find a craftsman who had seen a foreigner's musket into Beijing, and got more than a dozen different kinds of Western muskets to disassemble one by one, I told those craftsmen that if they made a better firecracker, a reward of five hundred taels of silver, but in two months, they came up with a lot of novel styles, in addition to the successful imitation of the bird's beak arquebus from the Japanese Kou, there are also people making repeating firecrackers, in November, there is a craftsman surnamed Bi also made this flintlock firebolt made by flint friction and ignition, In addition to using flint to ignite the fire, this firearm also carved lines in the pipe, and the gunpowder filled with it was stronger than before, so that even though it looks small, it can also pierce armor with ten feet."

Zhao Surui turned over and over at the fire gun in his hand, which was only slightly longer than the woman's palm.

Ten zhang armor piercing?

This, so small?

"Shen Sanqu, you're not lying to me, are you?

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Shen Shiqing smiled and led him to the gate of the hall, pointed to the target that had been erected ten zhang away, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty might as well try it."

Zhao Surui glanced at Shen Shiqing, loaded the gunpowder, and raised his hand to raise the firecracker.

After a thud, he trotted all the way with his skirt and saw the marks of being beaten by himself.

"Shen Sanru! It really can pierce armor!"

At this time, looking at this firecracker, Zhao Surui only felt that even the paint on the handle was shiny, which was dazzling.

There is even a ruby and gold thread on the handle, which is specially made for him by Shen Sanzhu!

Seeing Shen Sanfu coming over slowly, he couldn't help but rush over and tug on the other party's sleeve:

"What about the others? What a burst of fire, what a bird's beak fire, you show me!"

Shen Shiqing looked at him, only to see that the pair of eyes that belonged to him were full of joy and expectation.

With a slight smile, she nodded, "I'll show you."

Several different styles of firecrackers are about three feet long and less than a foot short, and in addition to the real thing, there are drawings.

Zhao Surui has been studying firecrackers for several years, and the drawings can naturally be understood, looking at the internal structure of those firecrackers, he nodded again and again:

"That's how it should be, that's how it should be, the craftsmen you are looking for are really good, I said before that I wanted to make a three-eyed firecracker, and they all shirked this and that, and they dragged on for several years."

"The craftsmen Your Majesty is looking for are all official craftsmen, and there are more mistakes and less mistakes, and the craftsmen I found have all seen the benefits of firearms, and I also think that our Dayong has better firearms, so they will naturally be more motivated."

"It makes sense, it makes sense, those who are on a vegetarian meal should be sent to the battlefield for a long time, how many of these firecrackers can be made in a month? When will you be able to put a firecracker? Where is there enough for only one Divine Machine Battalion? I'm going to put it all in the guards."

"The bird's beak firecracker and the three-eyed firecracker that His Majesty asked the craftsman to make before, if you can find a hundred more craftsmen, you can make five hundred in a month, and if you can improve the utensils, you can make about a thousand in a month."

Less than 200 craftsmen can make 500 fire guns in a month? Thousand?!

If there were 3,000 craftsmen......

Zhao Surui exhaled heavily.

"Shen Sanfu, your New Year's gift, I ......"

"Your Majesty, my New Year's gift hasn't been given yet."

Zhao Surui closed his mouth and raised his head sharply to look at her.

He, he wasn't looking forward to it very much, he just wanted to see what kind of moth this guy Shen Sanfu could make!

Shen Shiqing took two steps back and took out another box from the corner cabinet.

Zhao Surui opened the box as if digging into the soil, and saw a thin piece of paper inside.

There was only one sentence on the paper: "Admiral Jiang Huaizuo of the Shenji Battalion is good at drinking cloud tea."

Yunwu Tea, Jiangxi, Yingjun Wang.

"This matter was found out by a chicken."

Shen Shiqing stood aside and said to Zhao Surui.

Zhao Surui looked at the thin paper, and after a while, he said slowly:

"Jiang Huaizuo, I pulled it out with one hand. He came from a humble background, although he had military merits, he was just a garrison after mixing in the army all his life, if he hadn't made meritorious contributions when he killed Zhang Wan, how could he have been promoted to a battalion commander in a few years? I gave him *** Houlu, but I still can't fill his stomach? The cloud tea sent by King Yingjun is so delicious?"

Shen Shiqing didn't speak, Jiang Huaizuo divorced his wife and remarried after becoming rich, nearly sixty years old, and married a sixteen-year-old girl from a noble family, so it can be seen that what he wants is to change the court and wash away the military spirit on his body.

It may not be necessary to say that he wants to collude with the Yingjun royal palace to rebel, but he must enjoy the pleasure of flattering the vassal king of a place.

After a while, Zhao Surui said, "Next year, the garrisons of the border town will enter Beijing, you will find an excuse to demote him, and before that, don't let the Shenji battalion know about the new firearms."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Jiang Huaizuo's Yue family is involved in the audit of Taifu Temple, and he goes to ask Jiang Huaizuo for 100,000 taels of silver every day, and he probably has

I want to use the military salary that I have been greedy for many years."

Zhao Surui looked at Shen Shiqing, only to see her gentle smile as always.

He sneered:

"The New Year's gift you gave me was to tell me that I bothered to promote a waste who was greedy for money and forgot to befriend the vassal king, and you want to dispose of him?"

He looked at the fire gun he was holding in his hand, "Are you giving me a New Year's gift, or are you afraid that I will be happy for half an hour?"

"The thieves will be eliminated, and Your Majesty should be happy."

Hearing Shen Shiqing say this, Zhao Surui snorted coldly.

Shen Shiqing, who was wearing a dragon robe, sighed softly, and the sigh was like a wisp of wind, gently passing over Zhao Surui's heart, making his heart itch.

"Your Majesty is so moody, I really don't know if this last New Year's gift should be given to Your Majesty."

Having said that, Shen Shiqing had already picked up a book from the table.

"This is a secret fold sent from the northwest the day before yesterday."

Zhao Surui, who has always been concerned about the military affairs of the Northwest, stretched out his hand directly: "Take it."

Opening the fold, Shen Shiqing shook his head lightly: "I gave a New Year's gift to His Majesty to make His Majesty happy, but since Your Majesty doesn't like it, then you don't have to give it."

Zhao Surui: "I asked you to bring it, how can you prepare a gift and not give it?"

Shen Shiqing still held the fold in his hand.

"Your Majesty, you have received my New Year's gift, but are you happy?"

Zhao Surui was silent for a moment before he said, "Rejoice."

"Then why doesn't Your Majesty laugh?"

Zhao Surui glared at Shen Shiqing, and said viciously, "Shen Sanrui, are you pandering to me?"

Shen Shiqing still had a light smile on her face, as if there was not a Your Majesty in front of her who was already about to be provoked: "Your Majesty, I am pleasing you."

Zhao Surui took a deep breath, then hurriedly grinned and hurriedly retracted it.

"I laughed."

After speaking, he jumped up and snatched the fold from Shen Sanru's hand.

After flipping through the fold and looking at it a few times, his brow gradually furrowed.

"Your Majesty, I asked the British Duke to use a divisive strategy in the northwest, and now it has begun to work."

Zhao Surui plucked his gaze from the fold to look at Shen Shiqing, only to see that her eyes were shining, and the smile on the corners of her lips became more and more elusive.

"Duqin Durben is going to be in chaos."

This is the third annual gift she gave to Zhao Surui.