Qian Duoduo traveled around the Ming Dynasty, forming the network that Zhu Yunxi wanted in his heart, and Jiang Zhen was not idle, and immediately began various trainings for Lin Wan's three girls.

Of course, this also includes Shu Miao, the dean of Qinglou Academy.

He soon discovers something strange.

Shu Miao seems to be very talented in this, and after he says a lot of things, Shu Miao can do it very well.

This made him even wonder if Shu Miao was born with these skills.

Shu Miao's explanation for this is: "I am the dean, and of course I am better at learning things than all of them." ”

In this regard, Jiang Xuan can only say that Zhu Yunxi is really unique, and he can find such a natural talent with a younger sister.

Not long after, Wang Jinghong also came to Qinglou Academy, and he looked good.

Every day, I go to the classrooms with a smile to see the girls dancing, embroidering, and sometimes singing with the girls.

It's just a lot more laid-back, so laid-back.

Although the girls didn't know his specific identity, they saw that the dean respected the old man very much, and they knew that this old man must have an unusual identity, plus Wang Jinghong was always smiling, and he joked with them from time to time, and it didn't take long for him to get into a fight with Wang Jinghong.

Song Lian naturally turned a blind eye to this, but he was a little curious, when did this Wang Jinghong become so versatile, not only can he sing songs, but also embroider!

This can surprise this scholar, Wang Jinghong in the past was completely like a living dead, how could he be like a different person when he arrived at Qinglou Academy.

I'm getting younger and younger!

"Looks like I'm going to have to interact with the girls a lot."

Since Song Lian had this idea, he began to be a little unprofessional.

Wang Jinghong likes to wear black robes, so he comes to wear a white robe, although he can't sing and embroider, but he always holds a teapot and watches from the side.

So it didn't take long for the two old men to be given a loud nickname by the girls, and shouted, "Black and white are impermanent." ”

The so-called spring is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk!

Scholar Song Lian simply regretted that he had not opened this Qinglou College earlier.

Zhu Yunxi didn't know anything about this, he stayed in the Ministry of Industry for several days, and then he found that the continuous firing device of that kind of firearm seemed to be really difficult for this era.

Because there is no machinery, many parts cannot be completed by mechanical processing in later generations, and can only rely entirely on manual work, which greatly increases the difficulty and reduces the speed.

However, he is not in a hurry, from a historical point of view, now the Ming Dynasty's armed forces are already very good, and the development of his own continuous firing device is not an imminent matter, since this is the case, then there is no hurry.

Moreover, in his heart, even if the research and development is successful, he is not ready to immediately popularize it in the Ming Army.

It's better to use this thing as your secret weapon, and when the time comes to fight to the death with that bald monk, you can definitely scare the other party.

The drawings that circulated from the hands of the skillful scholars were just a rough idea, and even if they were obtained by the bald monk, they would not have much effect.

This is the same as people have long known that birds can fly into the sky because they have wings, and even if they do, it will still take hundreds of years to realize their dream of flying to the sky.

Details determine success or failure, without parts drawings and processing methods, Daoyan can only get a useless drawing full of fantasy.

So Zhu Yunxi wasn't too worried that his fourth uncle could also make such a powerful firearm.

As for the hybrid rice, it has been cultivated in the third phase, and it is estimated that the best seedlings will be determined within a year.

Zhao Ming and Li Quan are responsible for this matter, and Zhu Yuanzhang is almost fanatical about it, so Zhu Yunxi doesn't have to worry too much.

But despite this, he is still not idle.

That "Journey to the West" has been written, and it has caused a sensation throughout the Ming Dynasty.

In addition to the current storyteller's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", this "Journey to the West" has also become their repertoire.

It's certain to make money, as for how much, Zhu Yunxi said he didn't care, because the money Xu Miaojin made in the future will be the two of them.

It's just that in this way, everyone is looking forward to it, waiting for Miaojin Bookstore to come up with another popular book.

Xu Miaojin only came to urge Zhu Yunxi, urging him to write a new book quickly, otherwise the threshold of Miaojin Bookstore would be broken.

Zhu Yunxi thought about it and decided to bring some new hopes and illusions to the people of this world.

Isn't "Journey to the West" written about the heavenly immortals?

Then let's write about people this time!

People can fly around, and they can become gods who rule the heavens and the earth!

So in front of Xu Miaojin, he solemnly wrote four big words: Break the sky!

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!"

This sentence, which made the blood of countless teenagers boil in his previous life, quickly became a mantra in the mouths of young people in Yingtianfu.

Zhu Yunxi didn't expect this kind of fantasy novel to be so popular in Daming, Miaojin Bookstore would be crowded with people every day, waiting for the latest chapter to come out, so that it would be a pleasure to have a look.

"Potatoes are potatoes!"

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and once again experienced the happiness of white prostitution.

Xu Miaojin was very curious about this, and always tilted his head and asked him:

"What the hell is in your head? How can you come up with so many amazing stories? ”

Whenever she did, she would snap her fingers and say:

"Fighter, Fighter, Fighter, Fighter, Fighter, Fighter......"

She counted all the way in a crisp voice, and she could make Zhu Yunxi faint.

So he could only caress Xu Miaojin's hair and said:

"In fact, outside of this world, there are many mysteries that we don't know."

Then he took Xu Miaojin into his arms, pointed to the moon in the sky and said;

"See, have you ever thought about it. One day we can fly up there, too? ”

"Is this the story of Breaking the Sky?"

Xu Miaojin asked curiously.

Zhu Yunxi nodded, because he suddenly remembered the oath he had made, that is, never to tell the ancients about these technologies that were ahead of the times.

He didn't want Xu Miaojin to recruit the white-bearded old lady doctor for a while.

The old man's silver needle was so thin and long that he trembled all over his body when he thought about it now!

At night, Zhu Yunxi would pick up the two books that Wen He left for him.

He was not very interested in that "Liu Ji Miscellaneous", because the scope was too wide, and some words read like reading a book from heaven.

It's just too much brain-draining.

But the book "Liu Bowen's Art of War" made him love it a little.

Zhu Yunxi was a historian in his last life, so he naturally knew "The Art of War" and "Thirty-six Strategies" well, and when he read this book at the moment, he suddenly had a lot of insights.

The marching formation of this era has a very distinct imprint of the times, because there is no mechanized army in the previous life, and what is paid attention to is the mutual cooperation of infantry and cavalry.

And this "Liu Bowen's Art of War" not only gives a detailed description of all this, but also analyzes and summarizes many historical examples.

From large-scale frontal battles to small-scale raids, and even personnel and equipment are marked in detail, which shows that Liu Bowen worked hard when compiling this book at that time.

Zhu Yunxi did not study military affairs, but he was also fascinated, and often wrote and painted alone, and Yanran became a military fan.

"If only my uncle and grandfather were here."

At this time, Zhu Yunxi thought about it, put down the pen in his hand, looked at the few pieces of paper in his hand, he couldn't help but show a smile, and said to himself:

"Mandarin Duck Array!"

"I wonder if this will shock my eldest brother's jaw?"