The First Tyrant of Daxia

After chatting for a long time.

It was finally decided that Murong would stay in Xiliang for the time being.

The recent situation in the imperial capital is good, but the days without Qin Yun are too boring. Murong came to Xiliang and brought many letters from Xiao Yuxiang and others.

There are also delicacies from the imperial kitchen of the capital and portraits of children.

The trivial matters of the family made Qin Yun, the head of the family who was away on a military expedition, miss his family very much.

Knowing that Empress Murong had come in person, no one in the Protectorate dared to disturb her. Yue Nu might have felt embarrassed and even stopped showing her face.

Leave enough space.

Three days in a row.

Qin Yun took Murong Shunhua to travel and even took her with him to handle official business. He doted on her to the extreme.

One morning, the dark blue sky has not yet fully awakened.

Qin Yun was sleeping soundly, with the naked wife of the headmaster in his arms.

Suddenly there was a loud thunder, abrupt and dull.

From far away.

The guard on duty looked surprised.

"what is that?"

"Mushroom cloud?"

"Hiss...Did the mountain collapse?"

Not only the palace, but all the soldiers on guard in the entire Tianlang City saw it, and they all became suspicious and looked uncertain.

They had never heard of the mushroom cloud on the horizon!

Qin Yun was awakened, but was pulled down by Murong and thrown into his arms.

"Sleep some more."

Qin Yun rubbed his cheeks against hers and kissed her neck: "I heard the sound, it was a bit like the sound of gunpowder exploding."

"gunpowder?"

Murong Shunhua opened her eyes drowsily. Her naturally beautiful face looked like an angel and did not need any makeup at all.

"Is this the new weapon you mentioned?"

"Yes." Qin Yun nodded. Under normal circumstances, he would have rushed out to understand the situation.

But the master's wife was lying here, and he really couldn't get up.

"Are you as good as me?" Murong asked curiously.

"Incendiary bombs are useless to you. With your ability as a top master, you can easily avoid them. But gunpowder is different. The weapons it makes are different."

"Even if it's Elder Feng, I don't think I can handle it."

"The red cannon is specially designed to deal with those who disobey!"

Hearing this, she was even more surprised. What kind of weapon was that that even Old Feng couldn't withstand?

"I want to go and take a look." She knew she could go, but she still asked deliberately.

Qin Yun straightened his back and said, "Let's go!"

"and many more."

Murong hooked her slender legs around him and pointed with a slightly blushing face to the shredded long dress under the couch.

"How to do?"

Qin Yun scratched his head and said, "Someone, find some clothes for the queen."

"Don't."

"I want to wear your majesty's." Murong Shunhua sat up. This was her unique way of acting coquettishly.

Qin Yun smiled for no reason: "Then wouldn't I be at a disadvantage?"

Murong rolled her eyes in a coquettish manner, picked up a piece of unknown pink cloth, and stuffed it into his hand: "Exchange with you!"

"Hahaha!"

Qin Yun laughed wildly.

Then, there were faint sounds coming from the bedroom, and two people were fully dressed.

Murong Shunhua held the hand of the world's best swordsman and helped him change his clothes and wash up. She was so skilled that others were envious.

An hour later.

Qin Yun arrived at the gunpowder factory at a rapid speed.

After the explosion at dawn, the area was under martial law, and He Ya and tens of thousands of other soldiers on the periphery were unable to get close.

There was billowing black smoke and the place was in a mess.

The so-called factory was actually blown up. If it weren't for the strict rules Qin Yun set at the beginning, many people would have been killed or injured in this explosion.

But after an inventory, only a dozen people were injured and no one died.

"what happened?"

Qin Yun found Jinzhu and asked anxiously.

The crowd gathered excitedly.

Jinzhu's face was all black and gray, with only his teeth and eyes white. He grinned with his broken front teeth: "Hehehe... Your Majesty, after a long period of proportional matching."

"According to your method, the gunpowder has been preliminarily completed!"

"It just needs a little refinement."

Nie Tu, who was standing aside, had been silent and taciturn since his wife's death.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty, this thing is too powerful!"

“It can be called the end of the world.”

"It was just a small cylinder of gunpowder that ignited, and the entire ravine and factory were blown up. If you hadn't set up a warning, I'm afraid these hundreds of people would have been buried."

After he finished speaking, the members of the Liriope tribe all showed expressions of fear, and their pupils seemed to still reflect the explosion in the early morning.

Seeing this, Murong Shunhua, the Jinyiwei and others all looked solemn.

"Hahaha!"

"it is good!"

"It's good that everyone is okay. I'm just worried that something might happen to you."

"You must prepare a large amount of gunpowder in the shortest possible time, put it in a safe place, and then start the next step!" Qin Yun was full of energy and was shaking with excitement!

Next step?

Everyone cast curious glances at him.

"What next?"

Qin Yun waved his hand, his face flushed, "Of course, it is to turn gunpowder into a controllable weapon, the Red Cannon!"

"If this thing is done!"

"I must run to the grassland and blow open the gate of the Turkic capital. If they don't obey, I will blow them open until they doubt their lives!"

Seeing him so excited, the others looked expectant and awed.

Qin Yun stretched out his hand at this time and placed it heavily on the two old men, Jin Zhu and Nie Tu.

His eyes encouraged him: "Your contributions will benefit the country for hundreds of millions of years!"

"Many years from now, our descendants will remember that gunpowder was invented by the two of you, and you will have a place in history books!"

"You will be memorialized and written into the book!"

Hearing this, their eyes widened and their breathing gradually became heavier.

A tree lives by its bark, a person lives by his face, and who doesn’t want to be remembered in history?

"Your Majesty, are you serious?" Jinzhu asked uncertainly.

"Of course!"

Qin Yun answered affirmatively.

The two men knelt down and hundreds of the Lice tribe members also knelt down.

In unison, we said, "We swear to be loyal to Your Majesty and work hard for Daxia gunpowder until our death!"

Qin Yun was excited: "Get up!"

Then he looked at Elder Feng and said, "Hurry up and have the Royal Guards clear the area and build a new factory. I can't wait any longer."

"Also, strengthen the guards here. No one can enter or leave without my order."

"Wuming, you stay here for me personally."

"Everything related to gunpowder cannot leave this small place!"

Everyone was shocked and shouted in unison: "Yes!"

The original earthquake caused deafness.

Then they dispersed, each doing their own job, and quickly began to rebuild the factory.

The successful detonation of gunpowder ignited everyone's hope, especially Qin Yun. The success of gunpowder was more tempting than the plum blossom blood of a hundred gorgeous beauties!

soon.

In just three hours, the entire factory was rebuilt.

Qin Yun did not leave, but personally watched Jin Zhu and Nie Tu prepare an appropriate dose of gunpowder and fill the iron pipe.

Then, under the strict clearing of the Jinyiwei, the fire was ignited once again.

But this time, the preparations were more complete, and the method of triggering the connection was also proposed by Qin Yun.

A gunpowder tube was stuffed into a rock somewhere.

Murong Shunhua was eager to try, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "I'll go order it."

Qin Yun's legs almost went weak. This girl!

The fierce man said, “Come back!”

"Don't go!"