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Chapter 9

Be indifferent to fame and fortune? Have no interest in official career? Let's go and go! The ministers led by Wei Zaode, who were also kneeling below, were slandering in their hearts.

"Sir! It is reported that the firearms were at least twenty feet away from the bandit leader, which was beyond the killing distance of my Daming musket. I am curious how you killed the bandit leader at such a distance?"

Chongzhen did not answer what Liu Hongjian said or got angry. He just asked out his doubts in his heart in plain manner. He had been in this throne for more than ten years, and he had never seen any formation?

"Ha, it turns out that the emperor is puzzled by this. As for the Ming Dynasty, the distance between twenty feet is naturally not good! But..." Liu Hongjian roughly estimated that twenty feet were about 60 meters in modern times.

"It's just that my musket has been improved, so twenty feet are naturally no problem!"

Liu Hongjian said something amazing but did not know that although firearms in the Ming Dynasty have always been at the forefront of the world, various problems have always plagued the development of firearms, and the range and accuracy are the biggest problems.

If the fire distance of the musket can be greatly increased after improvement, the overall combat power of the Ming army will be greatly enhanced. When facing the peasant army and the Later Jin army again, the chance of victory will be greater, which is definitely great news for the Ming Dynasty.

"Oh? I dare to ask how far your musket can hit?" Wei Zaode once served as the Minister of War. Of course, he knew the specific situation of the musket and couldn't help but think that Liu Hongjian was bragging.

"Well, let me calculate it! Well... it shouldn't be a problem to hit two or three hundred feet." He really doesn't know how far AKM's maximum killing distance is, but it's probably OK to hit 1,000 meters.

"What?" All the ministers who knew the muskets looked at Liu Hongjian together, twenty to twenty or three hundred feet, what was crazy words and what was shameless? In the eyes of the ministers, Liu Hongjian had these four big words on his head.

Some civil servants did not understand the musket, so they pulled the familiar military officers beside them to ask questions, while others knew the inside story and explained proudly to those who did not understand. The whispers in the court suddenly turned into a vegetable market. Finally, when all the officials knew that the muskets could not be so far away, the vegetable market suddenly became a downtown market.

"Your Majesty, this person is talking nonsense. The muskets in our dynasty cannot be so far!"

"Yes, my master, I think this kid clearly wants to take the opportunity to squeeze money. The emperor should punish him for deceiving the emperor!"

"Report to the emperor, I heard that this kid was struck by lightning a few days ago. He is an ominous person and will definitely bring disaster to me, the Ming Dynasty! The emperor must be careful!"

Seeing the ministers being angry, Mei Rende, the censor behind Mao, jumped out and in order to express his position to Wei Zaode, he quickly picked out his thoughts of killer weapon.

His house lived diagonally opposite the door of Liu Hongjian's house. That night, Mei Rende happened to be squatting in the toilet. A thunderclap scared Mr. Mei almost fell into the toilet.

Thinking about the good weather, why the thunder started to thunder, I hurriedly picked up my pants and went out, and I saw Liu Hongjian lying on the ground with smoke still emitting from her body.

After Mei Rende shouted, the court immediately became quiet. Although it was unheard of being struck by lightning, it was really unprecedented if it was struck by lightning. All the ministers collectively saluted Liu Hongjian, as if they were looking at monsters.

Chongzhen originally valued Liu Hongjian very much, and even most ministers opposed it, he didn't care much. He was like this, and few people could shake things that the people he knew were recognized.

To put it nicely, it’s persistence, to put it badly, it’s just a stubbornness. This is what Yuan Chonghuan’s appointment is. He thinks it’s OK, it’s OK, he thinks it’s OK, it’s OK, it’s OK.

But Emperor Chongzhen was a very superstitious person. When he heard that Liu Hongjian had been struck by lightning, he couldn't help but hesitate, so he gave Liu Hongjian a questioning look.

"Back to the emperor, I was indeed struck by lightning a few days ago. As for why it's okay, I think it must be because of an old man!" Liu Hongjian remembered the old man who kicked him into the vortex of the Ming Dynasty that day and began to fool his descendants.

"Thunder fell from the sky that day, and the little one was at a loss. Suddenly, an ugly old man in the sky waved his fingers, and a golden light shone on me. What happened next was unclear..."

"You nonsense! There is no golden light! Back to the emperor, the Japanese minister did not see any old man, nor did he see any golden light! He was clearly a liar." Mei Rende hurried out to refute.

"Hmph! This is the secret of heaven. How can people who have no benevolence and righteousness be worthy of seeing it?"

A sentence made Mei Rende’s seven orifices so angry that you... you couldn’t speak for a long time. He had never seen such a rude person before.

"Your Majesty, that old man looks really... so he is so ugly, so he has a very deep impression on him!" Liu Hongjian continued to say when he saw Chongzhen silent.

"The old man actually had a crescent face, with a protruding forehead and chin, a collapsed face, and a pockmarked face, but he was full of majesty, and his every move was as kingly as he was. Before Xiao Died, he even said something to me!"

The first time he fooled him was used on Emperor Chongzhen, the supreme ruler of the Ming Empire. Liu Hongjian's face turned flushed and he was a little excited.

"Is there a black mole on the right side of that man's chin?" Before the ministers could start a new round of siege, Chongzhen couldn't sit still, and stood up excitedly. He couldn't help but feel excited. The old man Liu Hongjian described was clearly the founder of the Ming Empire, Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor.

Portraits of emperors of the Ming Dynasty have been preserved in Hanlin Academy and other places, but in these remaining portraits, the emperors naturally have kind-hearted and gentle eyes, and look like a wise and wise ruler.

Only as a direct royal family, they are qualified to see the true appearance of Emperor Zhu Chongba. Isn’t that what Liu Hongjian described? It’s really hard to find someone who looks so weird in the world. At least it will take more than three hundred years before a big man named Ma can compete with him.

"Yes, yes, have the emperor seen it too?" Liu Hongjian pretended to be surprised.

"What did that old man say to you?" Chongzhen took a step forward, his hands trembling a little.

"When I was struck by lightning that day, I seemed to hear the old man muttering something, and he shook his head while saying it, asking me to think about it..." After pretending to think for a while, Liu Hongjian scratched his head and began to tell the story of an old man fooling another man more than two hundred years ago.

"Oh by the way! It seems that I say, "Bandits are poisoned, treacherous and slanderous, prosper in the southeast, and lose in the northwest, and reincarnation in the cause and effect, and I will never deceive me." The young man reads little, and he doesn't understand what it means!" Liu Hongjian said seriously.
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