The most romantic little emperor

Qin Hao frowned slightly, and a hint of unwillingness and thought flashed in his deep eyes.

It was not until this moment that he realized that any experiment was not a simple matter. It was not just a simple stacking of materials, but also a deep understanding and application of the laws of nature.

No wonder so many people say “Failure is the mother of success”.

Even the greatest inventor in our past life once said, "Success is 99% perspiration and 1% genius."

So, the real challenge has just begun, and this failure is the first step towards success.

Qin Hao's determination was as firm as a rock and did not waver at all. He immediately ordered Hu Dagen to divide these people into groups of three and try to continue the experiment.

This time, he did not try it rashly, but tried hard to recall the knowledge in his memory. This required precise calculations, and every slight difference could determine success or failure.

So, Qin Hao closed his eyes and thought, carefully sorting out the knowledge in his mind, striving to make every piece of data accurate.

……

"boom!"

With a dull and powerful sound, thick blue smoke suddenly filled the air, with a wisp of fire jumping in the smoke, announcing the result of their efforts again.

Everyone around immediately gathered around, their eyes sparkling with excitement. This was already the sixth test, and the power was much better than the previous ones.

However, Qin Hao was not very satisfied, as it was still quite far from the standard in his mind.

The explosion speed of this level of gunpowder is very low and it has no power, so it can only be used to make fireworks.

But the real power he pursued - the gunpowder that was enough to shake mountains and rivers and intimidate the enemy.

"This is not nearly enough."

Qin Hao whispered to himself. Although his voice was light, it revealed an unquestionable firmness. "What I want is the wrath of thunder that can scare the enemy, not the fleeting beauty of fireworks."

Hu Dagen was also a very creative genius. Based on the formula he had used in the past to make alchemy furnace explosions, after several attempts, he actually made gunpowder with amazing power.

However, the secret recipe he used was not only complicated and inefficient, but its production cost was also staggeringly high.

This was obviously not the result Qin Hao wanted. As an emperor who pursues perfection, he knew very well that in this world where the strong prey on the weak, every resource needed to be carefully calculated.

In particular, his demand for gunpowder was huge. He not only wanted to use this power on future battlefields to rewrite the world, but also to use it for mining, revitalizing the economy of Daxia, and even making some fireworks to decorate the night sky and add a touch of peace and joy to major festivals.

Therefore, even the three simplest raw materials, sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter, are difficult to supply in large quantities, especially the refining of saltpeter. I don’t know how much manpower will be needed to collect it in the future.

Thinking of this, Qin Hao started a crazy experiment, vowing to develop the most perfect gunpowder ratio.

This is no longer just a simple desire for powerful weapons, but has become an obsession in his heart, like a lighthouse in the dark night, leading him through the ocean of knowledge until he reaches the other side of success.

Time passed quietly in his busyness and concentration, and the troubles in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

However, the balance of power is never allowed to tilt for a long time. In the court, state affairs are heavy and urgently need Qin Hao to make a decision.

At this critical moment, Dong Sicheng, the chief minister of the cabinet, somehow found out Qin Hao's whereabouts and came here.

When he learned that Qin Hao was actually staying with a group of Taoists, Dong Sicheng's heart suddenly tightened, his brows furrowed, and he thought to himself: Is Your Majesty going to follow in the footsteps of those who are obsessed with alchemy and neglect state affairs, and embark on the road of no return of refining elixirs and seeking immortality?

This thought was like ice piercing his bones, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Recalling the time when Emperor Yang of Liang first ascended the throne, he was so wise and powerful that he seemed to be able to illuminate every corner of the empire.

However, the loneliness at the pinnacle of power and the desire for eternity gradually distorted his mind.

Later, in pursuit of immortality, he became superstitious about alchemy and regarded an old Taoist priest who called himself "Tian Xuanzi" as a god-like existence.

The old Taoist was not only endowed with supreme honor and power, but was also given the important task of refining elixirs. For a time, the court was filled with evil fog.

Tian Xuanzi used his cunning words to deceive people and planted the seeds of greed and tyranny deep in the heart of Emperor Yang of Liang, causing loyal and good people to suffer, the court to be in turmoil, and the people to complain.

Indeed, the overthrow of the Liang Dynasty did not happen overnight, nor was it the fault of one person.

But the absurd behavior of Tian Xuanzi and Emperor Yang of Liang undoubtedly added a strong stroke to the decline of the empire, and like a catalyst, accelerated the fall of the dynasty.

When Emperor Taizu overthrew the crumbling empire with a thunderous force and rebuilt order, he knew very well that only by eliminating the remaining poison could he consolidate his foundation.

Therefore, as soon as Daxia was established, Tianxuanzi, who had deceived the master with elixirs, was sent to the guillotine.

At the same time, he also issued an edict, strictly ordering the royal family of Daxia to prohibit anyone from refining medicine to seek immortality.

The past that was sealed in ice was gradually forgotten as time passed.

Now, His Majesty has also gone astray, obsessed with alchemy, and keeps his whereabouts secret, fearing that he will be known by the world.

This situation made Dong Sicheng worry a lot. If Your Majesty made the slightest mistake, what would happen to the country's major plans? The severity of the consequences is hard to estimate.

"How long has Your Majesty been in there?" Dong Sicheng asked Luo Yang with a serious expression.

Luo Yang was shocked when he heard this. Facing the question from this important cabinet minister, he knew that he had to be careful with every word he said. He dared not slack off or hide anything. His tone revealed absolute respect and awe. "Reporting to the Prime Minister, it has been more than two hours."

"Two hours..." Dong Sicheng muttered to himself, repeating in a low voice, with an indescribable complex emotion flashing across the depths of his eyes.

He had just gone to ask for an audience, but not only did he not see anyone, but he only received a cold reply "Your Majesty is at a critical juncture and cannot be disturbed in the slightest."

These brief words hit his heart like a heavy hammer, leaving him speechless.

"These misleading alchemists are simply the cancer of the world. They should all be eradicated to restore order in the court!" Dong Sicheng said coldly in anger.

He was now completely certain that His Majesty was obsessed with alchemy in order to seek immortality, even more obsessed than the previous Emperor Yang of Liang.

After all, although Emperor Yang of Liang in the former dynasty was also obsessed with the art of alchemy, he was still able to keep a certain distance and let the sorcerers do it for him.