Chapter Ninety-Eight: Princess Zhao Yingluo
After Yan Sheng saw that black thing, he seemed to be very interested, and after he ordered someone to present it, he played left and right, "How can this weapon kill people invisibly?" β
Wanyan Zonghan replied, "Just stuff the gunpowder and iron egg pellets into the tube, light the fuse, and the projectiles will shoot out, extremely fast!" It's hard to prevent. β
"Pass the order, gather all the blacksmiths in the Dajin Kingdom, and imitate them as soon as possible!"
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After Yan Sheng's order, the top blacksmiths of the Dajin Kingdom quickly gathered in Yanjing, but Zhao Yingluo spent several months gathering many blacksmiths, how could the fire gun that had been improved several times be so easy to imitate?
Even if one or two samples are made according to the structure, they will not be used, the first is the strength of the barrel, and the second is gunpowder! They can't figure out the ratio in it at all.
Half a month later, Wan Yan Sheng was furious above the main hall!
"I can't imitate a single weapon, what use do you want them to do, pull them out and cut off their heads!"
However, at this moment, Wanyan Zongyi stepped forward, "Father, I can't complain about them, it seems that such a sophisticated weapon can not be imitated overnight, and even if it can be imitated, it will be difficult to produce it on a large scale, if not, then all the armies of Zhao Yingluo should be equipped with this kind of weapon, not the scale of one or two thousand people." β
Wan Yan Sheng's anger eased slightly, "With what the emperor sees, what should I do?" β
Wanyan Zongyi opened his mouth and said, "Father still remembers the seeds and planting techniques that he exchanged for war horses last year?
Wan Yansheng nodded and said, "Yes, I heard that the potatoes planted last year had a bumper harvest, and I also ate this novel potato, which tastes really good." β
"I am willing to be a messenger this time, and send an envoy to Kaifeng on the grounds of returning the people of the Great Song Dynasty, waiting for the opportunity to find skilled craftsmen to bring back to Dajin to imitate the fire gun, and to buy other seeds to be planted on a large scale in my Dajin."
Wan Yan Sheng groaned slightly, "Although the Song and Jin countries signed an agreement and the two countries withdrew their troops, after all, the Song people hate me with a lot of gold, and I am afraid it will be very difficult for you to go to Kaifeng this time." β
"For the Dajin Kingdom, even if you are crushed, you will not hesitate."
"Good! This is a good boy in my Dajin country! I will appoint you as the envoy of the Dajin Kingdom and send you to Kaifeng, and this time I will definitely find a way to make a fire gun. β
After Yan Sheng received the order, he simply packed his bags and rushed to Kaifeng with a team of more than 100 people, about half of whom were courtiers, palace maids, craftsmen and others who had been taken captive and had not yet been returned to the south.
γKaifengγ
This year's climate is not as good as in previous years, and the spring rain is okay, but in June, there was no decent rain in Kaifeng for a whole month.
The leaves of corn that had just grown a leg tall began to curl under the scorching sun, the ground began to crack, and the drought developed at a rapid pace.
In addition to dealing with wheat purchase transactions, Zhao Yingluo also began to take various drought-fighting measures with the farmers, pulling water to the fields on their backs.
In addition, she ordered people to dig wells in various fields and irrigate the surface with groundwater.
Of course, water is carried either by animals or by people.
After another busy day, Zhao Yingluo, who was so tired that her back and legs hurt, and she was not happy to get up when she lay down, returned to her mansion in Kaifeng City exhausted.
Behind him are the maids Xia He and Dong Xue, washing their feet, rubbing their feet, beating their backs and rubbing their shoulders......
Xia He pouted while rubbing her shoulders, "Your Highness, the slave doesn't understand very much, you are a dignified princess, how can you do such rough work, if you are tired, it is not worth it." β
"The princess is also a human being, and the princess also has to eat and sleep, and naturally the princess has to work in the fields like everyone else. Another is that this year's year is not very good, if there is no rain in July, I am afraid that the corn yield will be reduced by half. β
Dongxue continued, "Even if the output is reduced by half, there will still be five stones of grain, which is enough for the tenants to feed and clothe their families, but it is much stronger than before." β
Zhao Yingluo glanced at her, "As the saying goes, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. β
After feeling that her shoulders were much easier, Zhao Yingluo instructed, "Okay, you are also tired for a day, hurry up and rest and sleep, and before going to bed, Xia He will report my schedule for tomorrow." β
Xia He hurriedly left the bed and took a small notebook from the dresser, only to see the words "Her Royal Highness the Daily Itinerary of Princess Da Song" written on the small notebook.
"Tomorrow morning you will need to attend the court meeting, set off at the end of the day, return around noon, and go to the foundry in the afternoon to check the progress of the development of new firearms."
Since Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty and Emperor Qinzong of the Song Dynasty came back to Kaifeng, the two of them have always been thinking about the scenery when they were emperors, so they set up a second set of teams in Kaifeng, and held court meetings as usual.
There were neither left and right ministers nor three divisions who participated in the court meeting, but only officials of all sizes in Kaifeng and the surrounding areas.
"Pilgrimage? Is there anything important? β
Zhao Yingluo, who majored in agronomy, didn't want to care about the details of the court or military training, so she wanted to soak in the farmland and mix with the crops.
Xia He read the record again and said, someone came to pass a message, saying that there would be an envoy from the Jin Kingdom tomorrow, and the Emperor Taishang would personally meet him in the main hall, so he invited His Royal Highness to go with him.
Zhao Yingluo felt that her head was big for a while, the envoys of the Jin Kingdom came, all of them were arrogant, and her father asked her to go, I was afraid that she wanted to rely on her.
γVertical Arch Hallγ
After Emperor Taishang ascended the throne, Zhao Huan of Song Qinzong obediently sat on his right, and on the left sat Zhao Yingluo, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an extraordinary temperament, with phoenix eyes slightly open, looking down on the steps, with a majesty that could not be blasphemed.
In the court, her imperial aura does not seem to be worse than Zhao Ji's father and son.
"Xuanda Jin Kingdom's prince Wanyan Zongyi enters the palace!"
Zhao Yingluo was a little surprised when she heard that it was Wanyan Zongyi, the dignified prince of the Jin Kingdom did not go to Lin'an, but came to Kaifeng, the purpose of which must be to get something here. Seed? Planting techniques? Or something else?
Wanyan Zongyi, who was waiting outside the hall, heard that he was announced inside, and after a little tidying up his clothes, he strode in.
If it was two years ago, the envoy of the Dajin Kingdom did not have to salute even in front of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, but now it is different from the past, the Dajin Kingdom was defeated, and he shouldered a heavy responsibility, so he should bow his head.
After Yan Zongyi thought in his heart, he walked inside, and after saluting, he looked up, and his eyes were shocked! How could it be her? How did she sit there? Could it be that she is......
A highly probable identity rose in his mind, and he suddenly understood something.
In two days, from obscurity to world-famous, her background is extremely not simple, it turns out that not only did she hide her identity, but she also concealed her identity.