Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Hearing Wei Wu's voice, Zhu Yuanzhang also turned his gaze.

Unlike the cold look he gave the censor, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were much softer when he looked at Wei Wu.

"Wei Wu, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

Hearing this, Wei Wu smiled and then said:

"Your Majesty, I believe this censor is right. If I speak nonsense, I will indeed be punished."

"However, I also feel that this censor is frivolous and impetuous. He has made a rash conclusion without verifying the facts. This is not the behavior of a wise minister."

"So I agree with what he said, and I will take this as a warning. If I cannot do what I said, I will be stripped of my title."

"But if I do what I say, then shouldn't this censor also be stripped of his official position and demoted to a commoner?"

Having said that, Wei Wu paused for a moment, then looked at the two people who had spoken before.

"And these two officials were too frivolous and impetuous just now. Let them learn from this as a warning!"

After hearing what Wei Wu said, Zhu Yuanzhang almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Fortunately, as an emperor, he was very good at controlling his facial expressions and managed to suppress his smile.

"Okay, I also think what you said makes sense, so I'll agree to this!"

The two officials who were originally feeling lucky that they were safe suddenly looked miserable after hearing these words.

I worked hard and studied diligently to finally get to where I am today.

Now, because of a single sentence, he has to gamble his official career and future. He must be feeling extremely miserable.

But they did not dare to have any opinions about Zhu Yuanzhang, and just looked at Wei Wu with eyes that seemed to want to eat him.

It’s a pity that Wei Wu didn’t take their gazes seriously at all.

Without even looking at them, he turned around and began to arrange the next experiment.

It's ridiculous to say that.

The range test of the rifled flintlock rifle was actually part of this demonstration.

To this end, the soldiers who were holding guns this time practiced shooting almost day and night during this period.

Eighty percent of the Minié bullets produced these days were assigned by Wei Wu to help them practice shooting.

Coupled with the scope removed from the M4A1, even if I can't hit the target every time, I can still hit five out of ten.

After all, a puppet is not a ten-ring target. There is no need to count the rings, let alone whether it is a vital point or the center point.

As long as the bullet hits the target, that's enough.

Next, under Wei Wu's command, the ten puppets were carried up again by the soldiers.

To ensure the convincingness, he even deliberately marked the previous bullet holes on the puppet with a red pen.

Then, after about ten minutes, the puppet was placed at a distance of about two hundred feet.

Fortunately, the training ground is usually used for soldiers to train, so there is no need to worry about insufficient space.

After setting up the targets, the soldiers brought in some strange tables.

The reason why it is strange is that the height of these tables is almost up to the soldiers' chests.

The audience was a little stunned and didn't understand what these tables were used for.

Just when they were confused, Wei Wu suddenly spoke.

"Everyone, take your positions, aim your guns and aim at the target!"

At a command, the soldiers took out a human-shaped stand and placed the flintlock rifles on the table.

Bipod!

It can improve the accuracy and stability of long-barreled guns!

Wei Wu can be said to have put a lot of thought into this display of results.

Scopes, bipods, shooting platforms, everything is fully prepared for the soldiers.

Even these armed soldiers were specially selected by him from the firearms battalion.

They are all the best soldiers with hand guns!

When thirty soldiers lined up in front of everyone, concentrating on aiming.

Wei Wu didn't even need to say anything; the entire training ground automatically quieted down.