Chapter 34 Progress and Inadequacy

"Big companion, try a few sergeants to see if it is convenient." Yang Jing ordered Wang Chengen. In fact, it would definitely be much more convenient than using a gunpowder pot, because every time the medicine is fixed, it saves the situation of being careless and having more fillings. This kind of thing is very easy to happen in the cruel environment of the battlefield. Therefore, fixed-packing gunpowder has improved under the current technical conditions.

After a few gunshots, Wang Chengen reported after a while when he came back: "Your Majesty, the soldiers said that with this fixed-packed gunpowder, it is much more convenient and relieved, and he said he doesn't have to worry about installing the wrong medicine on the battlefield."

"Well, that's good. That's good." Yang Jing also praised a few words of real progress.

"Your Majesty, yes. Every paper shell has fixed gunpowder. When used, just pour it into the barrel, which is much more convenient and faster than the original gunpowder pot. Also, since these things are not safe, the grass-roots people suggest that bags made of cowhide should be placed specifically to prevent accidents and prevent rain from soaking."

"Does there be samples in the bag?" Yang Jie asked.

"Back to the emperor, some..." After saying that, Mr. Li brought another cowhide bag, which was a bit like the "cloth schoolbag" he sewed when he was studying. There was a belt hanging obliquely on his shoulder. There was a large flip on the outside and a lid on the inside to prevent Mars from splashing.

"Well, it's not bad, worth the reward." Yang Jingyou seemed to have seen this kind of gunpowder pack there, so he praised it.

"Thank you for your praise from the emperor." Several people were very happy. Because when the emperor was happy, he would reward the silver.

"Well, reward, each of you has 100 taels of silver, and the others... are only five of you. Remember to be careful and make more and better firearms. I will not be stingy with the rewards." Yang Jing has always been generous with the rewards. It is not ambiguous at all.

"Thank you for your reward..." Several people kowtowed again, feeling happy.

"Well, if you have a major breakthrough in firearms, I may consider giving you a fame or an official." Yang Jing released another bait. I hope these "experts" of the Ming Dynasty can produce weapons that are "super-age".

"ah!……"

"Wow……"

The people who heard Yang Jing's words shouted in surprise. Rewarding a craftsman for fame and authority was considered news from the Ming Dynasty.

"The grass-roots and others will do their best to create more powerful weapons for the emperor." Several craftsmen have already red eyes, fame and official positions. This thing is so tempting for them, a craftsman who has been craftsmen for generations. Their eyes are really red.

"Well, you don't have any jokes." Yang Jing smiled, and this is what he wanted.

"Then let's talk about the shortcomings." Yang Jingwei was preparing to see what problems these "experts" still cannot solve. If he happened to know a little bit, he would not hesitate to use super-time and space knowledge to guide them.

"Your Majesty, you just use a fire tick to ignite the tick. This has always been the weakness of the tick gun. The fire tick cannot be retained for too long, nor can it be used on a large scale. If you suddenly encounter an enemy on a rainy day..."

Fire slicing is something that makes fire, similar to the lighters today. Fire slicing in ancient times is very inconvenient. It is the kind that you often see on TV. You used it before using it. Imagine suddenly encountering an enemy, every second is very precious, and you are waiting for you to blow the fire slicing with your mouth to ignite the slicing. It is a waste of time.

"This, well, I know it's gone. You should also think of it. I have an idea and I will tell you." Yang Jing felt it was necessary to study how the old-fashioned lighter was made. Yang Jing did not want to make any electronic lighter. Yang Jing was going to be a kind of kerosene lighter that I often saw when I was a child. The kind that needs to be used for a while and then has to dial a cotton core. That kind of thing should not be difficult.

"Let's go, big companion, go back to the palace." Yang Jing felt that there was no point in staying here anymore, so there was no need to try the grenades. He had done everything he should say and did. All he had left was time. It was estimated that the quality of the weapons made by these people again should be fine. Even if there was a problem, it would probably be in its infancy and would not be handed over to his own army.

"Yes, Your Majesty, go up to the chariot." Wang Chengen reminded in a low voice.

"Well, okay, I'm a little tired today." Yang Jie took such a long road and stood for such a "long" period, and his legs were already sore and numb.

I didn’t feel it was active during the day, but when I was bed at night, Yang Kai realized that his legs were a little hurt. It was the feeling of being tired and sore when walking.

Yang Jie sighed secretly, his health is so bad! It seems that he should find some time to exercise.

When Queen Zhou saw that Yang Jing was inconvenient, she thought something was wrong, so she asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong?"

"Haha, Queen, nothing. I've been standing for a while when I went to the school today, my legs were a little sore."

"Is that so? Then let me rub it for the emperor." Empress Zhou volunteered to rub Yang Jing's legs.

"This, okay." Yang Jingwei was hoping that a beautiful woman would give him a massage.

Queen Zhou hugged Yang Jing's legs and massaged Yang Jing's. When her smooth little hand touched Yang Jing's thigh, Yang Jing's heart was like a group of ants crawling around in her heart, itchy.

Xiao Chongzhen stood up unconsciously. When the queen saw it, her ears immediately turned red. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Yang Jingwei.

Yang Jie was young and vigorous, and was full of energy. He was so old that he could still bear it. He immediately pushed the little loli queen.

The queen exclaimed, and was already pressed under her body. Xiao Chongzhen was already holding her head up and was about to hit Huanglong. The queen immediately felt shy and weak all over, and was stripped of Aries by Yang Jing.

"Ouch!" Yang Jie shouted oh at this critical moment.

"What's wrong, Master?" the queen asked with concern.

"My legs hurt a little today. This, this, queen, you should do it yourself today. I'm lying down, you're on..."

After a moment of shyness, the queen became flirtatious and sat on Yang Jingwei with her hands covering her eyes. Yang Jingwei was secretly funny, and this little loli was still shy.

In the dream, Yang Jing returned to Baidu, memorized a few songs, referred to some information about practicing choruses, and prepared to start a chorus in the Ming Dynasty. There was too much information, so Yang Jing remembered one roughly, and he could only remember one at a time.

When she woke up the next day, Yang Jie was full of energy, while the little loli queen was lying in Yang Jie's arms with a terrible and delicate look. Yesterday was so crazy and too exciting, and she still has no strength at all.

Today is the day to go to court. To be honest, Yang Jie didn't want to always argue with those elites. The consequences of disputes with the elites are very serious. However, when he became an emperor, he had to face those elites. Yang Jie thought of his ancestors, the Wanli Emperor who had not attended court for decades, known as the Six Nos. "No suburbs, no temples, no courts, no meetings, no criticisms, no talks." That was the serious "home". He wanted to learn from him, but unfortunately, no reliable elites. At that time, there were a group of real elites such as Zhang Juzheng. Now, these elites, relying on them, may be better than them with pigs.

Yang Jie shook his head and sighed, asking the palace maids to change their clothes and prepare to go to court.
Chapter completed!