A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

Song Yanshu followed Yuan Ying and his wife into the study. Yuan Ying took out a few sheets of drawing paper from the drawer of the desk and handed them to Song Yanshu. Song Yanshu took the drawing paper, looked at it, and a puzzled look appeared on his face: "What is this?"

Murong Xuanyi explained: "This is a cannon."

"Cannon?" After hearing this, Song Yanshu's eyes flashed with confusion.

"Yes," Yuan Ying nodded, "cannon is a new type of weapon, its power far exceeds all current weapons such as knives, guns, arrows, etc. Even if the Western Qiang invade, you can use this cannon to repel them."

Song Yanshu carefully examined the drawing paper in his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Is this thing really that powerful?" he asked in disbelief.

Murong Xuanyi glanced at Yuan Ying and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you to see for yourself how powerful it is."

So, the three of them drove the carriage and spent more than an hour to a deep mountain in the suburbs. It was covered with ice and snow and deserted. Murong Xuanyi secretly trained a group of artillerymen here, and a cannon had been set up there.

Murong Xuanyi signaled the artillery to fire. With a loud bang, the shells flew out like meteors, and a large rock in the distance was instantly blown to pieces.

Song Yanshu was so shocked watching this scene that he couldn't recover for a long time. He didn't expect that there would be such a powerful weapon in the world.

"How is it? Have you seen how powerful it is?" Murong Xuanyi said with a proud smile.

Song Yanshu nodded, his eyes gleaming with excitement, "With this weapon, why worry about unrest in the southwest?"

"That's right. With artillery, you will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort." Yuan Ying also agreed.

Murong Xuanyi patted Song Yanshu on the shoulder and said, "I have asked someone to prepare a few of these for you. I will also send you a few professional artillerymen. You can take them to the southwest in case of emergency."

Song Yanshu looked at the two men gratefully, "Thank you very much, with this cannon, my confidence has doubled."

"Yanshu, you have seen the power of this cannon. You must take good care of it and do not use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, this weapon is extremely powerful. Once it falls into the hands of someone with evil intentions, the consequences will be disastrous." Having said that, Murong Xuanyi's expression became solemn.

Song Yanshu knew the reason very well and nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will be careful and will never let it fall into the hands of thieves."

Afterwards, the three of them discussed the use and tactics of artillery in the suburbs until it was getting dark, and then they drove the carriage back to Prince Jing's Mansion.

After the three left, a figure jumped down from a tree in the opposite direction of them. He was also shocked to see the huge rock in the distance that was shattered by the explosion. He was stunned for a long time before leaving.

After returning to Prince Jing's Mansion, Song Yanshu discussed some details with the two of them before preparing to say goodbye and leave.

Murong Xuanyi personally escorted him to the door and patted his shoulder, "Yanshu, be careful on this trip. Xiaoying and I are waiting for news of your triumphant return in Beijing."

Song Yanshu glanced at Yuan Ying and nodded, "Don't worry, I will definitely return safely."

After saying that, he turned around, got on the carriage, and drove it quickly towards the Duke's Mansion.

Princess Dunchun and Qin Zhichu were waiting eagerly in the mansion. As soon as Song Yanshu arrived at the gate, Princess Dunchun and Qin Zhichu came to greet him.

"My dear, you are back!" Qin Zhichu said with joy. This made Song Yanshu stunned. He glanced at Princess Dunchun next to him and said "hmm" faintly.

"My son greets his mother." Song Yanshu bowed to Princess Dunchun.

"Does it take you a whole day to go to the palace to express your gratitude?" Princess Dunchun said dissatisfiedly.

"Mother, my uncle wants to send me to the southwest." Song Yanshu said.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Come in and talk first." Princess Dunchun said as she pulled Song Yanshu in.

After entering the house, Song Yanshu explained that he was about to go to the southwest to quell the rebellion.

Princess Dunchun said unhappily, "You just got married, and the emperor wants you to go to the southwest? That's too much. I'll go find him right away."

"Mother, this is the emperor's order. We cannot disobey it." Song Yanshu hurriedly held Princess Dunchun, "Besides, this trip to the southwest will give me a good opportunity to return to the Northwest Army."

Princess Dunchun knew that what Song Yanshu said made sense, but she still felt reluctant to let him go. "But... I don't know how long it will take for you to come back."

"Don't worry, mother. I will quell the rebellion as soon as possible and return soon." Song Yanshu comforted.

Qin Zhichu was listening at the side, and was also stunned. She had originally thought that they could live together and slowly develop feelings, but before they could develop feelings, he was going to the southwest. What should she do? She couldn't go to the southwest with him.

Princess Dunchun saw Qin Zhichu's lost expression and said to Song Yanshu, "Okay, after dinner, you two should go back to your room and talk. You have to separate after just getting married. Sigh!"

Song Yanshu and Qin Zhichu returned to their room, both of them silent. Seeing Qin Zhichu's depressed face, Song Yanshu thought she was afraid of staying alone in the Duke's Mansion, so he said: "Miss Qin, if you don't want to stay in the Duke's Mansion after I leave, you can go back to the Qin Mansion and I will talk to my mother."

Qin Zhichu shook her head, "No, I will help you take care of your mother at home, and you must return safely." She raised her head and looked at Song Yanshu with reluctance in her eyes.

Song Yanshu's heart was moved. He didn't expect Qin Zhichu to say such a thing. He calmed down and said, "Thank you, I will." At this moment, he had an illusion that they were like a real couple, with the wife's instructions and reluctance to let her husband go before he left.

"Take care of yourself too." Song Yanshu added stiffly.

Qin Zhichu nodded slightly, looking at Song Yanshu with an indescribable feeling in his heart. After this separation, I don’t know when I will see you again. Alas!

Song Yanshu looked at Qin Zhichu's stunned expression and said softly, "It's getting late, you should go wash up."

Qin Zhichu nodded and walked into the bathroom. She was confused at the moment and didn't know what to do. Should she express her feelings to him directly and tell him how much she liked him? This seemed a little inappropriate. In fact, she knew that he admired Mr. Yuan in his heart. If she said it rashly, it would break their existing balance. But if she didn't express her feelings, she didn't know when they would meet again. She fell into deep entanglement.

Qin Zhichu stood in front of the bronze mirror in the washroom, looking at her slightly tangled face in the mirror, feeling mixed emotions. She picked up the jade comb and slowly combed her long hair, each stroke seemed to be combing her thoughts.

After much hesitation, she decided not to tell him for now, so as not to cause him more trouble. When he returns from the southwest, they will have more time to spend together, and maybe he will slowly realize how good I am to him. Qin Zhichu thought about this, and her mood calmed down a little.

She came out of the bathroom and saw Song Yanshu sitting at the table, with his head down, thinking about something. She walked over and said softly, "You should go wash up too."

Song Yanshu looked up at her and nodded, "You should go to bed early."

Qin Zhichu responded softly, lying on the bed, facing inward, unable to fall asleep. Song Yanshu's figure kept appearing in his mind, as well as the news that he was about to go to the southwest, and his heart was filled with worry and reluctance.

After washing up, Song Yanshu lay in bed and still had trouble falling asleep. However, he was thinking about the upcoming trip to the southwest. If everything went well, he would be able to return to the Northwest Army in no time.