Chapter 843 This is the trend
More than ten cannons were neatly lined up in the yard, their bronze bodies gleaming in the sun. The muzzles were pointed 45 degrees toward the sky, like an arrogant man overlooking the world.
"This is... the Portuguese... no, this is the cannon?"
Wang Yiqi thought of the roar from yesterday. His eyes lit up. He walked over and touched the muzzle of the gun. "Thick, thick! Hahahaha!"
"I heard that the last time Chang Wei Bo came to the Ministry of Industry to sue and ask for bronze, it turned out to be for this." Jiang Hua walked to another cannon and reached down along the muzzle.
After all, he was the Minister of Works. After a close caress, Jiang Hua praised, "This forging skill is amazing, and it's smooth. It shows that you put a lot of effort into it."
"It's cast." Feng Yuan said on the side.
"Oh oh oh! Yes, it is cast. I am so happy, so happy!" Jiang Hua's face was flushed. The Ministry of Works lost a lot of craftsmen to Jiang Qingzhi last time. These craftsmen were trained in the Mohist base. If the court needs them, they can get some back.
Take those craftsmen who have returned from "further studies" as teachers and train the craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry.
Jiang Hua and the Ministry of Industry have long disliked the Armament Bureau. If they could use this opportunity to suppress this old rival, it would be a great idea.
He decided to go find Jiang Qingzhi for negotiation later.
"It looks pretty good." Yan Song patted the cannon.
"I wonder how powerful it is." Xu Jie was also somewhat interested.
Du He was there too, and he said, "The flintlock rifle made a great splash in this battle, and this cannon has such a big hole, I think its power is even more extraordinary."
His words made everyone feel itchy, and Emperor Jiajing asked, "Would it be convenient to try it?"
"It's convenient." Zhou Xia said, "But it has to be in a remote place."
"That little sound is nothing." Someone said, "We are all people who have heard thunder. That little sound is nothing."
There was some teasing in this remark, Zhou Xia said calmly: "I'm not worried about the noise."
"What are you worried about?" the man asked with a smile, but in an aggressive manner.
Yesterday, the Taoist priest used the palm thunder of tax reform, which blew up all the ministers. Today, this matter fermented rapidly in the capital. When the news spreads to all parts of the Ming Dynasty, everyone present knows what will happen.
Now it seems that the emperor and his subjects are getting along well with each other, but secretly many people are making their own calculations, waiting for public opinion to form before launching a counterattack.
As Jiang Qingzhi's eldest disciple, Zhou Xia was familiar with these things. He said, "I'm afraid of hurting people."
"Haha!" Someone laughed, "Could this thing be more powerful than Thunderbolt?"
"Hahahaha!"
Everyone laughed.
Zhou Xia didn't laugh, and neither did the craftsmen.
"Yes." Zhou Xia said seriously.
"Then let's give it a try!" the Taoist priest made the decision.
Zhou Xia clapped his hands, "Someone come!"
Dozens of soldiers came in, and Rui Jingxian whispered beside Emperor Jiajing: "Before the war, Chang Wei Bo discussed with the Ministry of War and transferred dozens of soldiers from the Tiger Guards to the outside of the city, saying that they were to guard this place."
Emperor Jiajing nodded. As the birthplace of the flintlock rifle, the Mohist base outside the city deserved such attention.
But now it seems that the role of these dozens of soldiers is not to guard the house, but to practice artillery.
That idiot always planned before he acted, and it turned out that he had it planned all along.
The cannons all had frames and wheels, and several soldiers were responsible for each cannon, so it didn't seem too difficult to push the cannons out of the yard.
"It's light!" Du He stroked his beard and said, "If we go to the battlefield, we can move it easily."
Wang Yiqi explained to the emperor and his ministers, "When a large army moves, speed is the most important thing. This artillery is heavy, and if it slows down the movement of the army, it will be a burden."
A general said: "Most of the large guns made by the Armory are now used for garrisoning the nine frontiers. They are almost useless in battle."
After seeing the convenience of artillery, the large guns of the Armory Bureau suddenly became useless.
"We need to see how powerful it is," someone said.
After leaving the compound, two horses pulled a cannon, and it was as relaxing as going on a picnic.
Jiang Qingzhi was talking to Wang Tingxiang, the person in charge of the school outside the city, in a low voice. "...Reading is beneficial, but you can't just bury your head in studying. You must persist in daily exercises. To strengthen the body and civilize the spirit, this is our goal."
"There are a few students who come from good families. Once they start training, they complain or pretend to be sick, which makes other children follow their example." Wang Tingxiang frowned, "Master, these are the seeds of the Mohist school. Are they going to join the army?"
"I won't interfere in this." Jiang Qingzhi's attitude is very clear. The future of students depends on their own wishes.
"If that's the case, why practice those methods to kill the enemy?" Wang Tingxiang asked in confusion. He was a great scholar, and the belief he had been taught since childhood was to study, study, and study...
The book contains everything you want. You don't have to worry about anything else. Just bury your head in study and study hard, and you'll be done.
What training, what killing enemies... It's time now. This is the chaotic Spring and Autumn Period. You have to write a will before going on a long journey. Otherwise, if you are killed halfway, you won't be able to leave even a word. Wouldn't that be a pity?
The sages... that is, the Master, who wandered around with his disciples, were not as simple as later generations imagined. They would encounter thieves, strong men, and even those fierce people along the way.
Therefore, in the Spring and Autumn Period, if you wanted to travel far away in the future, learning the art of killing was a must.
In today's peaceful and prosperous times, why should we learn this?
Jiang Qingzhi saw the king and his ministers coming out and sighed, "You can ask Zhou Xia about this matter."
"Qingzhi!" The old playboy waved.
Watching Jiang Qingzhi go by, Wang Tingxiang found Zhou Xia and told him what Jiang Qingzhi had said.
"This matter!" Zhou Xia said, "This matter involves the teacher's view on the current world and the general trend many years later. In the teacher's view, the current world and the next hundred years, or even hundreds of years, will be a world of great contention."
"A time of great strife?"
"Yes. It's similar to the Spring and Autumn Period."
"There were no righteous wars in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the princes attacked each other..." "Yes. Teacher believes that as navigation methods continue to improve, people will explore the world. There are powerful foreign races in the west, and there are countless unowned lands in the north, south, and east... overseas, which are fertile and desolate. There are also countless minerals that have not been discovered..."
"This is……"
"Geography. This lesson was taught by the teacher himself, and I passed it on to the children. Mr. Wang looks at the world from the perspective of the people of the Ming Dynasty, and feels that those other ethnic groups will also be friendly neighbors like the Ming Dynasty.
Mr. Wang, think about Japan, think about the foreign races in the north... For thousands of years, these foreign races have never stopped coveting the Ming Dynasty. The same is true for the powerful foreign races in the West. The two naval battles that took place off the coast of Guangzhou were their tests. "
Zhou Xia watched the teacher getting on the horse and thought of what he had learned from the teacher. He couldn't help but say, "The teacher is a scholar and discovered these crises early on. So the teacher made a request to the students, which is..."
Zhou Xia said in a deep voice, "My disciples of the Mohist School should be able to kill enemies on horseback and govern a region when they dismount! With culture, we should be polite and courteous, making guests feel at home. With martial arts, we should be able to scare the enemy!"
Wang Tingxiang suddenly realized what was going on. He looked at Jiang Qingzhi's receding figure and murmured, "A world of great contention? Then, what can the Ming Dynasty use to fight for it?"
There are several small hills three miles away from the Mohist base. After entering, there is an open space.
There is a small forest in front of the clearing.
"This place is very nice." Jiang Qingzhi said.
Xu Jie walked up to Lu Song. The two of them parted unhappily yesterday. After returning, Xu Jie thought for a long time and asked someone to pass on a message, saying that Lu Song had the overall situation in mind.
No matter what, Lu Song cannot be pushed to the side of the new policy.
"Why does Minister Lu think Jiang Qingzhi did this?"
Lu Song did not look back. "It is a common view that the Mohists are good at mechanics. The flintlock shattered Altan Khan's ambitions for the Ming Dynasty. It is beneficial to the country and the people. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a national treasure. As for Chang Wei Bo's intention, I think there is no need to speculate."
"Oh!"
"That man..." Lu Song also knew that he couldn't leave Xu Jie. As the leader elected by the literati and officials to counter the new policy, Xu Jie had an extraordinary status, and even the Taoist priests were reluctant to take ruthless action against him, fearing that it would cause a violent backlash. Without the support of this elder, the reform of Confucianism and Confucianism would be a castle in the air.
"Although Long Wilbur has great means, he has never failed in major matters."
——There is no need to demonize Jiang Qingzhi. He clearly distinguishes between public and private affairs.
Xu Jie was just looking for an excuse, "Does the Ministry of Revenue have any plans regarding the taxation?"
Tax reform cannot be separated from the support of the Ministry of Revenue. Xu Jie wanted to ask for detailed data on the current taxes in the Ming Dynasty.
"I will give you a written document later." Lu Song said.
"Okay!" Xu Jie said with a smile.
Dozens of soldiers quickly separated the artillery from the horses, put the artillery into position, and pointed the muzzle at the grove.
"How powerful is it?" Zhu Xizhong asked Jiang Qingzhi with some impatience.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "We will know later."
Some soldiers unloaded several wooden boxes from several accompanying carts, which looked quite heavy.
When I opened the wooden box, I found a round stone ball inside.
"What is this?" someone asked.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "Stone bullets."
"Stone bullet?" Lu Song walked over and touched the cold stone bullet. "Should we throw this stone bullet... like a catapult?"
Old Lu is a smart man, but it's a pity that he didn't follow my Mo family... Jiang Qingzhi secretly regretted, "That's right."
"How heavy is it?" Cui Yuan walked over with great interest, bent down, held a stone bullet, and exerted force suddenly.
"Hey! Hey! Hey..." The old prince consort's body suddenly stiffened, his hands loosened, and he gasped while holding his waist, "My waist!"
After the preparations were completed, the leader of the general flag turned around and shouted, "Master!"
Jiang Qingzhi nodded slightly, "Let's get started!"
He glanced at the emperor and his ministers, smiled, and whispered: "This is the general trend, the general trend is like the tide, those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish!"
Loading powder and ammunition.
The gunners looked towards the general flag.
The general flag held the small red flag and waved it downwards violently.
"ignition!"
The thick incense touched the fire door.
chi chi chi...
The smoke was blown away by the cold wind.
The king and his ministers stared intently and did not notice the sly smile on Jiang Qingzhi's face.
Boom boom boom!
More than ten cannons roared almost at the same time.
The huge roar stunned the emperor and his ministers.
The stone bullet whizzed out of the muzzle and headed straight for the grove.
All I heard was a chaotic sound.
Subsequently.
The grove was in ruins, as if it had been ravaged by countless giant beasts.
(End of this chapter)
