The First Tyrant of Daxia

As Murong Shunhua beat Sakai Sakurahime, the Japanese people completely disappeared and were trapped in the Zongzheng Temple. Although they could go out, they were all under the surveillance of the Jinyiwei.

Any unusual movement will be caught.

No one in the imperial capital talks about Japan anymore.

After the Lantern Festival, winter passed and spring came. For a full three months, the entire Daxia, the grassland, and the Jurchens entered a long state of dormancy.

After three months, with the efforts of Xuan Yunzi and huge manpower investment, the first batch of iron ore was transported to the middle stream of the Grand Canal.

There is a huge "shipyard" here, and the area within a radius of ten miles is controlled by the army, and no one is allowed to approach.

The Ministry of Works recruited talented people from all over the country, worked on the design day and night, and batch after batch of skilled craftsmen and blacksmiths were sent over.

According to incomplete estimates, tens of thousands of people were deployed in the shipyard alone, and including the troops on alert, the number exceeded 100,000!

In this way, the massive shipbuilding project began.

At the same time, the recruitment of the navy was also in full swing, but because the requirements for the navy were higher than those for the army, the speed was much slower, and the Ministry of War was handling this matter.

Qin Yun put more energy into selecting mid- and high-level naval generals.

Apart from this, he would spend every day accompanying his family and close female friends on outings and accompanying his children to classes at Taishu Academy.

Time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.

In July, shipbuilding progress was extremely slow.

All branches of the Xiliang Firearms Research Institute were recalled and sent to the shipyard to provide assistance.

In August, the official road between the territories of Daxia and Jurchen began to be paved.

In September, the Japanese envoy requested to leave the country but was refused.

In October, the shipyard still had no substantial progress, and the technological level was not enough to build a warship into a steel behemoth.

As memorials were passed up one after another, Qin Yun thought for a long time, perhaps he was really too impatient.

So he had to settle for the next best thing, drew the blueprint himself, and together with the people from the Ministry of War, came up with the idea of ​​a "semi-steel warship"!

The intricate internal structure was made of wood used in previous shipbuilding techniques. This is also Daxia’s strength. The woodworking craftsmanship is unparalleled!

This greatly reduced the engineering time and difficulty. All that was needed was to find a way to wrap the hull with steel to increase the warship's impact resistance.

In order to build the first ship as quickly as possible, he even ordered the Hero Pavilion to offer a reward of ten thousand marquis plus ten thousand gold to recruit capable people to make plans for the warship!

Such a big move by the imperial court naturally could not be concealed from the world, and the news of shipbuilding spread all over the country.

Daxia is a country of great martial arts, and Qin Yun is like a spiritual leader, so passionate young people and talented people come here regardless of everything to be loyal to Qin Yun.

The shipyard issue has been pushed forward again!

The imperial court sent imperial envoys three times to supervise the matter and was extremely concerned about it.

Time has come to December again, the weather is getting colder, and there are signs of snow. Another year has passed, but there was no war in this summer.

Qin Yun didn't go anywhere and stayed in the imperial capital.

A period of stability and peace is rare and precious.

But in the words of the Meteorological Bureau, there are unexpected changes in weather. The current calm weather does not mean that there will not be strong winds and heavy rains downstream.

On this day, the fire in the imperial study was burning brightly, bringing warmth to the winter.

Qin Yun was wearing a golden dragon robe, which was covered with rare sable fur sewn stitch by stitch. He looked more mature, slightly whiter, and a little fatter.

But it is just right, extraordinary and heroic, and exudes dignity.

In his hand was a cup of specially supplied Jiangnan Longjing tribute tea, the annual output of which was only a few dozen kilograms, all of which was delivered by local dignitaries.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. Over the past year, the navy's building momentum has grown, and at least half of the mid- and senior-level positions are still vacant.

News came out early on that the navy would not be led by veteran generals such as Xiao Jian and Mu Le.

Therefore, ministers and high-ranking officials from all over the country tried their best to squeeze in, or to send their own sons in.

There are countless gifts, including everything, even for daughters!

"Your Majesty, what I just read was the memorials from various prefectures. The number of newborn babies has been steadily increasing, and each prefecture and county has stored grain. A year of recuperation has had a very good effect!"

Guo Ziyun said this while leaning on his crutches, with a smile on his face.

The other ministers also discussed it.

"That's great. With the grasslands and the Jurchens, Daxia is developing rapidly."

“What was lacking in the past has been replenished.”

"The most surprising thing is the grasslands, where the first batch of children have already learned the Han language and culture."

"I heard that Your Majesty has become a leader in the hearts of many grassland herdsmen."

"It will take another three years, but the domestication will be complete."

"Who will compete with us in terms of comprehensive national strength by then?"

"Hun? They are so far away!"

"..."

Qin Yun took a sip of tea: "Not bad."

"But the heavy snow has closed the border, and several counties have suffered from severe natural disasters. You six departments must remember to do your best to provide disaster relief."

"Yes!" the ministers responded one after another.

"I am no longer worried about domestic affairs. What do you think about the situation in the north?" Qin Yun suddenly changed the subject and asked this question.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire imperial study changed.

Gu Chuntang said in surprise, "Your Majesty, since the Xiongnu Right Wise King was mysteriously executed, there has been a successor, but his strength and status are far inferior to the deceased one, and he is useless."

"Listen to the noise, the Xiongnu are going to divide the world into two!"

Guo Ziyun narrowed his eyes and said, "The only regret is that there was no internal fighting among the Xiongnu."

"That Chanyu is still the leader of the Xiongnu, and Zuo Xian Wang is still under his control, but Zuo Xian Wang's troops have become more terrifying."

Qin Yun sighed: "What a pity. Last month I thought that a fight was going to break out between the two, but who knew that there would be no movement at all."

"The secret report from the Imperial Guards said that the Xiongnu were also building ships."

"By doing this, are they telling me that the Xiongnu have no intention of going to war with the south and are only interested in the sea?"

All the ministers immediately started talking and whispering to each other.

At this time, Xiao Jian, dressed in military uniform, came out and clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, although this is the case, the Xiongnu secretly gave way to Yelu Yan, which is tantamount to protecting your Majesty's wanted criminal!"

"That just shows they are not good people!"

"We have to guard against it."

Qin Yun smiled and said, "That makes sense. I am not happy with the Xiongnu either."

What he didn't explain was that after a year of extensive scouting and exploration, it was almost confirmed that the Qin Emperor was in the Xiongnu, and the army where Yelu Yan disappeared was most likely also in the Xiongnu!

I haven’t been to the Far North at all!

In other words, Wang Min and his mother may have taken refuge with the Huns.

This was something he couldn't accept, but he lacked a definite answer.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do, so tell me, my dear ministers, what is the outcome of the war between Daxia and the Xiongnu?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became solemn.

"Your Majesty, Daxia is perfect!"

"Ten percent!"

"There is no hope for the Huns!"

"The official road has been built, and no grass will grow wherever the red cannon passes!"

Even an old civil official like Guo Ziyun could speak with a strong voice.