I was amazed at a corpse. Is this something that a human can do?

Is there any sympathy?

Chaoheng dared not speak out. After listening for a while, he understood that the emperor and the dukes came to the county government not for this case, but for checking the wounds on Ida Jun's body.

"In terms of wounds, it is indeed powerful, much more serious than wounds caused by bows and arrows. How many steps does this cause damage?" Li Shimin asked.

"Boy Su said it was a distance of seventeen or eighteen steps!" Cheng Yaojin explained.

Li Shimin couldn't help feeling a little disappointed: "Seventeen or eighteen steps? The damage caused is indeed quite large, but it is not as great as expected."

Li Ji smiled and said, "Su Cheng used a short musket, not a long musket. The range of a short musket is only a few dozen steps, and its power is smaller than that of a long musket."

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "Short musket?"

Su Cheng smiled and explained: "As the name suggests, it is a musket with a short barrel. I have nothing to do to play with."

"Where is the short musket? Where is it?" Li Shimin asked with great interest.

After hearing this, Yuchi Gong took out the short musket from behind and was reluctant to leave. He just now took advantage of the fact that everyone was watching the corpse and quietly hid the short musket behind him.

I was so proud that the emperor is here.

Li Shimin's eyes immediately lit up, staring at the musket in Yuchi Gong's hand with a scorching fire.

He took the short musket over and Li Shimin immediately started playing with it.

The short musket in your hand is simply like a sky and a ground!

So exquisite! Look at the materials used, look at the smooth and round curve, and it is small and easy to carry and play with.

More importantly, the power is still great, and the Japanese lying on the ground is enough to prove everything.

Li Shimin suddenly felt so stupid. He held the long musket and thought he had gotten a bargain.

Thinking about it now, Su Cheng might not know how to laugh in his heart!

Li Shimin couldn't help but glared at Su Cheng. This kid didn't even know how to offer such a good thing.

"This short musket is good, take advantage of it!" Li Shimin weighed it in his hand, obviously no intention of handing it over again.

Cheng Yaojin quickly smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I also think this short musket is very good!"

Li Shimin immediately frowned.

Hum? Cheng Laohei, do you want to shoot my musket?

Cheng Yaojin rubbed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the old minister also likes short muskets. Can Your Majesty ask Su Cheng to build a short musket for the old minister?"

Yuchi Gong also hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, the old minister is also very interested in short muskets."

Li Ji smiled and said, "If you can have a short musket on your hand, you can deepen your understanding and use of the short musket."

I also wanted a short musket, and I heard how good Li Ji said, Su Cheng stood aside and just smiled.

It is normal for these old guys to be jealous of short muskets, and he likes them all very much. Li Shimin smiled and said, "Okay, let Su Cheng build a short musket for you one by one."

Su Cheng quickly responded with respect, just a short musket, very simple.

Chaoheng kept standing aside and listening. It turned out that the Tang Dynasty had newly developed some muskets. However, Chaoheng didn't care about this. No matter how powerful the Tang Dynasty's muskets were, could they still hit them through the sea?

In the palace, Princess Changle's face became more rosy and shy, because the wedding day was getting closer.

Li Zhi was talking bluntly.

"Then my brother-in-law pulled out the musket and killed the Japanese warrior with one shot!"

"It's a pity that I was not present at that time. If I were there, I would have shot the Japanese samurai to kill and avenge the dead old man!"

"I heard that my father has already gone to Chang'an County Government. Sister, why are you not worried at all?" Li Zhi asked curiously. Shouldn't my sister start to worry at this time?

Princess Changle gave him a blank look: "What are you worried about?"

She will marry Su Cheng next month. No matter how hard her father will not make a big deal about this, right?

So Princess Changle was very calm. The only thing she was a little dissatisfied with was dissatisfaction with the Japanese. She was causing this when she and Su Cheng were about to get married, which made her feel a bit unlucky.

Empress Changsun walked in slowly, looking at Changle's eloquence, couldn't help but praise: "Well, Changle is so beautiful, it's such a cheap guy Su Cheng."

Changle's body gradually grew, slender and graceful, and a bit romantic in his nobleness. As the wedding approached, his face shining with a shy and happy halo, which looked even more beautiful and charming.

Empress Changsun did not mention that Su Cheng killed the Japanese samurai, and asked with a smile: "It's time to start decorating a wedding house. Zongzheng Temple came to ask for instructions, where should the wedding house be arranged?"

Where to arrange it? Princess Changle was slightly stunned and understood whether to arrange a wedding house in Chang'an mansion or Sujiazhuang.

"What do you think of the county duke?" asked Princess Changle.

"He is very sloppy. He said it is better whether it is the mansion in the city or the Sujiazhuang." Empress Changsun pondered: "My mother thinks that the wedding house should be arranged in the mansion in the city. How can we marry into the mansion in the Tang Dynasty when the most noble princess in the Tang Dynasty get married?"

Princess Changle pondered for a moment, looked up and said, "My mother, I want to decorate the wedding house in the village, I like it there."

Since Su Cheng moved to the village, he has never moved back. Obviously, Su Cheng likes to live in the village. If he moves back because of marriage, even if Su Cheng doesn't say it, he will definitely not feel happy.

Moreover, she has been to Sujiazhuang and likes it very much.

The incident where the Japanese warrior was beaten to death by Su Cheng did not cause much trouble in Chang'an City, and the Sujiazhuang outside Chang'an City was even more peaceful.

Wu Qi was sitting by the pond. Although the breeze was coming, the afternoon weather still made people feel hot, and the cicadas on the trees made Wu Qi feel even more annoying.

Also, the frogs on the lotus leaves are screaming.

Wu Qi picked up a stone and threw it over with force.

With a bang, lotus flowers fell into the water. The frog on the lotus leaves jumped into the water with a frightened sound and disappeared.

"Lotus leaves, lotus flowers, cicadas, and frogs are so poetic, how poetic, why are you willing to throw stones?" Su Cheng said with a smile.

When he returned to Zhuangzi, he saw Wu Qi sitting alone by the pond, and walked over to take a look.

Wu Qi looked back and found that it was Su Cheng, and snorted and turned his head away.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Su Cheng asked in confusion.

"Yes, I'm not happy!" Wu Yu said.

"What's wrong? Who provoked you?" Su Cheng asked curiously.

"Today, the people from Zongzheng Temple came and said they wanted to decorate a wedding house." Wu Yu pouted.

Empress Changsun actually decided to book the wedding house in Sujiazhuang, which surprised Su Cheng a little. He thought he would book it in Chang'an's mansion.
Chapter completed!