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

Moreover, within the Alchemy Department, he cared more about the actual effects and results than the so-called formalities and rules.

Everyone showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

The voice was very young, obviously that of the current young emperor, but the voice was bright and gentle - not at all ostentatious as one might have imagined.

"Yes... your humble servants... obey your order." The leading centurion suppressed his inner nervousness and responded respectfully.

No matter whether the people inside him are gentle or domineering - he is the emperor, so he has to treat them with extreme caution.

After saying that, he swallowed and took a deep breath.

Slowly pushing open the door in front of them... Almost everyone tensed their muscles and walked in carefully.

Although this so-called "large classroom" is close to the size of a palace, its layout is particularly unfamiliar - there are almost no other furnishings except rows of tables and chairs.

And in front of these many tables and chairs.

It was a slightly higher platform with a large table on it. Behind the table was a young man in a crescent-shaped white silk shirt. The young man had an extremely handsome face. He was sitting on a throne chair with a pen in his hand. He lowered his eyes slightly and seemed to be writing something on the table.

There is no one else here.

The young man was sitting here alone, and he looked particularly calm and steady.

Where is he as willful and domineering as imagined?

And at the same time.

Everyone naturally noticed the many experimental instruments Zhu Yunhuan had placed on the table, and their eyes suddenly widened—what the heck was colored glass! And it was all transparent!

Lin Yishan and Feng Xu stood together. Although they did not speak, they exchanged strange looks. They had imagined what it would be like when they met the young emperor many times, but they had never thought it would be like this.

And as for the long-awaited young emperor.

The two of them didn't know how to evaluate him. At least in their opinion... he was calm and steady, with an extraordinary demeanor, far from what the rumors said!

However, in front of Emperor Zhu Yunhuan, no matter how surprised or shocked he was, he certainly didn't dare to show any rashness on his face.

"Your humble servants... come to see Your Majesty!" Since Zhu Yunhuan didn't give any orders, naturally no one dared to sit down. Everyone found an open space to stand still, clasped their fists and bowed in salute.

This classroom is large enough.

But the tables and chairs took up space, and the remaining space was occupied by the hundreds of people who had been carefully selected and added by Song Zhong, making the place seem a little crowded.

After everyone's voices fell, Zhu Yunhuan wrote the last few words on the paper, then put down the pen in his hand, slowly raised his eyes, and said calmly: "No need to be polite, please find a seat by yourselves. There are too many of you, and there is not enough room to sit. You can stand."

Hearing what Zhu Yunhuan said.

Everyone's faces were filled with fear and hesitation - sitting down in front of the emperor? Who the hell would dare to do that?

Again.

What am I?

In front of the king of a country, even the dukes, marquises, and second-rank ministers... have to stand and answer.

A centurion immediately stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying:

"Your humble status...would never dare to overstep your bounds. Your Majesty, whatever your command, we will obey."

Zhu Yunhuan was not surprised by this and simply said, "I have already said it before. There is no need to be overly restrained or formal here. I have a lot to say today. This is also an imperial decree. If you don't obey it, you will be disobeying it."

Regardless of whether the other party has good intentions or bad intentions, it is always easy to use power to pressure others.

Zhu Yunhuan had said so much, and naturally, no one wanted to be blamed for "disobeying the imperial order", so they could only obey tremblingly: "Your humble servants... are flattered!" Then they rustled together and found seats for themselves, sat down and sat down.

Even after sitting down, I still felt uneasy.

However, this slightly crowded classroom finally seemed a little more spacious.

Zhu Yunhuan yawned nonchalantly, glanced at everyone, and slowly spoke, getting straight to the point: "Do you know why I summoned you here today?" After saying this, he added a special note: "As I said before, there is no need to be restrained, speak freely."

Regarding Zhu Yunhuan’s question.

Most people were still confused. They didn't think much, and many were even still reminiscing about the good knives and swords they had seen before. What's more, the Alchemy Bureau was full of weirdness everywhere, and even the little emperor in front of them looked extremely weird.

At this time, we still have to rely on intellectuals who are smart and resourceful.

A thin young man stood up. His face was clean. He was obviously from either the Armoury Bureau or the Arsenal Bureau. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty's will cannot be easily guessed."

"However, as I've just come here, I've learned that my colleagues here are either from the Armoury Bureau, the Arsenal, or firearms soldiers from the various major Ming Dynasty garrisons. I dare to speculate that Your Majesty might be interested in forming a Ming Dynasty firearms unit."

Lin Yishan and Feng Xu smiled at each other. Although they had no idea about the answer to this question, they did not think this was the answer - there was no need to go through so much trouble to come here just to form a musket team.

The musketeers from the various forts were more quick to react. They took a deep breath, their eyes shining brightly.

"The Gunners...?"

"Your Majesty actually values ​​us so much?"

"Are you going there specifically to fight the Yuan barbarians? If your Majesty has such a heart, I will risk everything, even risk everything!"

"Even if we have to blow our lives away, we should first drag a bunch of Yuan barbarians under us to cushion our losses!"

"..."

The men of the Ming Dynasty were not short of fighting spirit and bloodiness, and they were ignited on the spot.