Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

Received Zhu Di's approval.

Qiu Fu's face brightened and he immediately responded, "Yes, Your Highness!" Then he turned and walked towards the door.

Wait until Qiu Fu leaves and walks away.

Zhu Di then revealed a look of disappointment. He looked at Monk Daoyan and said, "Master Daoyan... this matter is becoming increasingly difficult... Today's so-called 'auspicious sign' truly caught me off guard. They actually have such a trick up their sleeve! No one could have anticipated this..."

He and Monk Daoyan were not only allies with the same aspirations, but also teachers and friends. He could only express his melancholy, resentment, and worries in front of him.

Monk Daoyan smiled faintly and said, "No matter how difficult it is, Your Highness already has an idea in mind, right?"

He stood aside and observed Zhu Di the whole time. Although he never said anything, he could see clearly that Zhu Di's ambition, which had been brewing for so long, had not given up. Although he was a little overwhelmed by this sudden attack and was frequently furious, he still knew that there was still an opportunity to maneuver in this disadvantageous situation.

This is also the reason why Monk Daoyan has not said much: Zhu Di no longer needs him to enlighten or persuade him.

Seeing Monk Daoyan’s calmness as if he saw through everything.

Zhu Di was also somewhat helpless, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, saying: "Master Daoyan really can see through everything at any time."

Then his eyes suddenly became sharp and firm.

He said in a deep voice, "It may be difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely wait for that opportunity to appear! The military spirit I have built up through ten years of fighting in the northern frontier is not something that a young boy like Zhu Yunhuan can compare to."

"Once the issue of the Huaixi nobles breaks out..."

"In this chaotic situation, even with the support of his long-deceased father, he still cannot compete with me!"

Zhu Di was able to establish a great reputation in Mobei and was never a person who was impatient and could not wait.

Monk Daoyan calmly raised his palm and said, "Amitabha, Your Highness the Prince of Yan truly has the spirit to accomplish great things."

Zhu Di took a deep breath, glanced at the messy food and debris on the ground, and said coldly, "I've seen enough of today's excitement. I'm tired of it. So what if I let you, Zhu Yunhuan, win first? Let's go back to the palace."

He came here because he heard the news about "sweet potato" and knew that this news would soon reach the ears of every citizen in Beiping Prefecture and cause a huge sensation, so he couldn't sit still in the mansion and couldn't help but come and see it with his own eyes.

Now that I've watched it, and also been criticized by my dad, I can say that I'm very angry.

I really don't want to stay here any longer and listen to those harsh voices of "Long live, long live, long live!"

Monk Daoyan didn't say anything more, just nodded and smiled slightly.

Then the two of them left this place one after the other.

……

Yingtian Prefecture, Alchemy Training Ground.

"boom--"

"Bang bang—"

"The target point, rear sight, and front sight... all three points are in a straight line. Then, keep your hands steady. Don't hesitate or shake. You can't miss!"

"..."

In March, the wind is no longer so biting, and the sun is warm but not hot.

Inside the Alchemy Department.

The steelmaking operation, along with the creation of a batch of better quality weapons, began last year, and now many craftsmen and workers have been assigned to produce the latest version of the musket, and are working intensively on the production.

at the same time.

Wang Jinnian, who was entrusted with an important task by Zhu Yunhuan, had already selected more than 100 people from the more than 500 people in the Alchemy Bureau in accordance with Zhu Yunhuan's arrangements and instructions, and practiced this aiming technique on the training ground every day.

"Here... you need to raise your shoulders a little higher. This will increase your shooting stability and improve your accuracy."

"No, no, you're clearly not aiming at the target."

"If the three points are not aligned, how can you accurately shoot the bullet at the enemy? You need to find the feeling more and practice more!"

"Besides aiming technique, another factor we must ignore... is wind direction. This is the only remaining uncertainty factor for this musket, improved under Your Majesty's guidance. In future combat, you will inevitably encounter various wind conditions. Therefore, you can only rely on daily training and judgment to improve your ability to cope with various environments!"

"..."

On the training ground, Wang Jinnian shuttled among the many people holding muskets, his eyes wandering among them, observing, and constantly pointing out their mistakes based on his own experience, while imparting his own experience and various shooting points.

Walked around the training ground.

Wang Jinnian stood aside, his hands behind his back, looking at the people practicing on the training ground, and nodded with satisfaction: "Although there is still a lot of room for improvement in the current hit rate, but... to reach the current hit rate in such a short time is already incredible!"

"As long as we invest enough slaves, in time, the Alchemy Department will surely produce a group of sharpshooters! Your Majesty... you are truly a god!"

"Not only can they provide various ingenious ideas and improvements to guns and cannons, they can even mass-produce sharpshooters..."

"The conditions are great now!"

"Back in the day, when I was using those tattered muskets and bowl-mouthed pistols... I don't know how many times I had to fumble around before I could even improve my accuracy a little bit. This was also limited by the state of the musket and gunpowder, so it was unpredictable."

Looking at this brand new musket, which has been upgraded countless times compared to the previous one, Wang Jinnian couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

I just felt that I shed a lot of bitter tears back then.

However, he did not feel unfair or jealous in his heart - if it were not for his previous almost "fantastic" pursuit of accuracy of the musket, he would not be standing here now and would not have received the favor of the current emperor.

And now, this fantasy has become a reality.

The first batch of musket sharpshooters were also selected and trained by himself... This was an honor bestowed by His Majesty.

It is precisely for this reason that Wang Jinnian naturally pays special attention to this matter.

He glanced at the people on the training ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed somewhat unsatisfiedly, "Unfortunately... Although there are over 500 people in the Alchemy Department who are proficient in firearms and cannons, not all of them are proficient in operating them. And among those who are proficient in operating them... not many are proficient in shooting. The only ones who can be gathered here are the hundred or so people now."

He did not forget the "Shenjiying" planned by Zhu Yunhuan.

And the promised position of the future "Commander of the Shenji Battalion".

As the person who is most familiar with and knows best the capabilities and power of this generation of muskets, Wang Jinnian naturally knows best the weight of the position of the so-called "Commander of the Shenji Battalion" - commanding such an overwhelming force...tsk tsk, just thinking about it is enough to make one tremble with excitement!