Yang Yiqing was shocked! What is the concept of a thousand steps? It goes without saying that the musket needs to be filled with gunpowder, but Tang Bohu just stuffed a small thing into the gun! The filling rate is very fast! There are thousands of such muskets added, and Yang Yiqing becomes more and more shocked the more he thinks about it! If there is such a scene, the horses of the cavalry on the grassland may not be able to rush in front of him at all!

"Good thing!" Zhu Houzhao looked excited, "Then make tens of thousands of pieces, I want to kill all the big braids on the grassland."

Tens of thousands...

Several craftsmen from the Shenji Camp knelt on the ground with a thud, "Your Highness, I can't do it..."

Zhu Houzhao: "Why!"

The craftsmen opened their blood-filled eyes. In order to create the hunting rifle in Tang Bohu's hand, they have not closed their eyes for three days and three nights. "Your Highness, this thing is exquisite but the creation is very complicated. If your Highness asks me to make tens of thousands of people, I can only kill you..."

"Okay! Okay, don't pretend! You're saying it's the same as it is!" Zhu Houzhao questioned, "Is this thing really that difficult to make?"

Tang Bohu explained: "The difficulty lies in his striker and bullets, which is the essence of this thing!"

"That's right!" said the craftsman from Shenji Camp: "If it weren't for Lord Tang's guidance, the young man would never be able to make a second move."

"Since Tang Bohu said so..." Zhu Houzhao said in disappointment: "The prince will feel wronged and make a few thousand."

Tang Bohu: "..."

Plop!

The craftsmen from Shenji Camp knelt on the ground again, "Your Highness!"

"What's wrong again!" Zhu Houzhao said impatiently: "No thousands of times can be made? What's the use of me? It's better to just hit you head-on!"

When several craftsmen heard Zhu Houzhao's words, they gritted their teeth and actually hit the stone wall!

He didn't kill him...but he was bleeding and grinned in pain. Looking at the situation, he had a concussion of about seven or eight, which might leave behind a sequelae called Alzheimer's disease.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Tang Bohu persuaded: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, let them go."

"I just want to have a few more new firearms to play with! Is it that difficult?" Zhu Houzhao pouted.

Tang Bohu then persuaded: "A new musket will take three days and three nights. How long does it take for His Highness to build three thousand muskets?"

Zhu Houzhao thought hard and said, "It's about three thousand three days and three nights."

...

OK, this answer is very low-end, but there seems to be nothing wrong with it. Tang Bohu said again: "Then may I ask the prince, how many years are the three thousand three days and three nights!"

"One or two years..."

Looking at Zhu Houzhao counting his fingers, Tang Bohu finally confirmed that the prince's mathematics was very urgent.

Finally, Zhu Houzhao's only brain cells were squeezed dry and furious! If he really followed Tang Bohu's algorithm, he would have to wait for many years to see thousands of new muskets!

Tang Bohu once again confirmed that the prince's logical thinking ability was not very good!

What I fear most when thinking about problems is to go to a dead end. Zhu Houzhao calculated the time and didn’t think about how to improve efficiency. If these craftsmen would take three days and three nights to build a musket, then what about thousands of such craftsmen! This is the difference in thinking mode.

finally……

Zhu Houzhao recognized this cruel reality, as if she had been hypnotized by Tang Bohu, and she had determined this three thousand three-day and three-night deaths, and ran away in a down-and-out manner with the only new musket.

Looking at Zhu Houzhao who was in a state of dismay, Tang Bohu felt a sense of guilt in his heart! Those who have lived for the rest of their lives use their IQ to bully an innocent child, it is a sin.

"Brother Tang!" Zhu Zhishan grinned and endured the pain on his butt, looked at Tang Bohu and asked, "What are you doing when you touch your chest!"

"The conscience hurts!" Tang Bohu's expression was sympathetic.

Zhu Zhishan looked at Tang Bohu and asked again: "Brother Tang, then what are you doing when you look at the sky!"

Tang Bohu observed the sky as if waiting for something and said, "I'm afraid of lightning strike me!"

...

Zhu Zhishan pointed to his butt and said, "I was shot in the butt!"

"Yeah!" Tang Bohu nodded woodenly.

"Did you do it?" Zhu Zhishan looked at Tang Bohu resentfully!

"Ha! What a joke!" Tang Bohu turned his head and sneered, "Why is my butt aiming at it for nothing? It must be done by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhu Zhishan: "..."

"I didn't expect that His Highness the Crown Prince would have such a habit at such a young age." Tang Bohu patted Zhu Zhishan's shoulder and said, "Be careful of your butt in front of the prince in the future, especially don't pick up soap."

Zhu Zhishan: "..."

"There are doctors in the army!" Tang Bohu turned around and was about to leave, "You ask the doctor to treat you."

"Oh..." Zhu Zhishan sighed, "Which one of the killers fired the gun?"

Hearing this, Tang Bohu stopped and smiled and turned around, "What did you say just now?"

"I said the one who killed Qiandao..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, Tang Bohu punched Zhu Zhishan in the face.

"Tang Bohu! What are you doing?" Zhu Zhishan felt aggrieved while covering his injured face.

Tang Bohu said sinisterly: "Nothing! I just don't like someone scolding me behind my back!"

Zhu Zhishan: "It's indeed..."

The night returned to tranquility, Tian San came to Tang Bohu and said, "Sir, Yang Yiqing took the craftsmen of Shenji Camp back to the capital for violating military law!"

"Breaking military law?" Tang Bohu disagreed! What Yang Yiqing is really worried about is that he is afraid that the new musket creation method will be leaked. Yang Yiqing is meticulous! He acts quickly,

This kind of military weapon cannot be leaked out. If it falls into the hands of a person like Ning Wang, there may be great hidden dangers.

Just as Tang Bohu was thinking, a small official came and said loudly: "Three-side General Yang Yiqing, Lord Yang invites Tang Qianhu to go for a while."

"I understand." Tang Bohu nodded.

Under the starry night, Yang Yiqing, the general of the three sides, stood side by side with Tang Bohu. From a distance, he could only see two black shadows standing there, and the Jinyiwei was deployed around in case anyone approached!

"The craftsmen have been taken back to the capital?"

Yang Yiqing smiled when he heard Tang Bohu's words and said, "Military weapons are taboos for kings. I do not allow such weapons to fall into the hands of others!"

"Then why don't you take me away?" Tang Bohu sat on the grass with his bite.

"Actually, Lord Li Dongyang had a lot to say to me before leaving the capital." Yang Yiqing looked at Tang Bohu's expression and said, "You seem to have some agreement with Your Majesty."

"How can I tell!" Tang Bohu also looked at the other party.

The wind on the grassland was very desolate. Yang Yiqing waved his sleeves and said, "Tang Bohu, don't you think you have caused a lot of trouble in the past six months when you came to the capital? Don't think that you can hide your eyes and hear the thousands of households in the Jinyiwei.
Chapter completed!