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

Your Majesty is a god - it would be difficult if it fell into the hands of others, but who says it would be difficult if it fell into his hands?

He said he could make smokeless gunpowder with no residue, and he really could!

He said that in order to make the firing effect of the musket stable, according to his method, the powdered gunpowder should be granulated and packaged in a fixed quantity in advance, and the effect will be truly stable!

He said that he wanted to improve the ignition method so that people could concentrate on aiming and shooting. According to his thinking, wouldn't the matchlock gun be invented?

Think of this.

He looked at the musket in Wang Jinnian's hand again.

The eyes of the crowd suddenly became extremely hot, and they all stared at Zhu Yunhuan with burning eyes, and asked expectantly:

"Could it be that... Your Majesty has an idea in mind?"

"If I didn't mishear just now... Your Majesty, what you said at the door was, 'Sharpshooters, quickly trained in large quantities?'"

When Zhu Yunhuan was at the door, he thought of this matter and didn't pay attention for a moment, so he alarmed everyone. Naturally, someone heard what he said.

However, everyone was immersed in horror at the time, and no one dared to mention it.

Now we are talking about this again.

Naturally, some people boldly brought it up, with a hint of curiosity and anticipation.

This was indeed what Zhu Yunhuan had said, and it was also what he was about to do. Zhu Yunhuan naturally would not refute anything, but directly said affirmatively: "Well, this is what I said, you heard it right!"

Hearing this, everyone's heart tightened, and their faces became more excited:

"Quickly train sharpshooters? ...And in batches!?"

"Your Majesty, just speak!"

"As long as we can do it, we will definitely do it for your Majesty!"

"..."

At this point, they have become just like Han Lingyue, Zhang Yuqing, and Liu Yuanran, and truly regard Zhu Yunhuan as a god.

No matter how outrageous it sounds.

As long as Zhu Yunhuan said it, they would believe it.

Even... some people have already regarded this "impossible-sounding thing" as an inevitable fact.

His thoughts drifted to the future: "If only everyone were like Old Wang... In the future, those Tartars, those chieftains in Yunnan who jump around only looking for benefits, and the Japanese pirates along the coast... will be afraid of our Ming Dynasty like grandsons! Haha! Hahahaha!"

"Don't think about these trivial things for now, let's listen to His Majesty!" In the happy atmosphere, someone interrupted everyone's laughter and clasped his fists towards Zhu Yunhuan.

Everyone came back to their senses from their longing for the future, fell silent, and all bowed to Zhu Yunhuan: "Your Majesty, please enlighten me!"

As everyone quieted down.

Zhu Yunhuan's gaze fell on Wang Jinnian. He smiled faintly and said, "Your name is Wang Jinnian, right?"

Wang Jinnian couldn't help but feel a little baffled. He had no idea what to do about this matter, and he didn't think he could make anyone else a sharpshooter instantly. However, he suppressed his doubts and respectfully clasped his fists in response, "Your Majesty, that's right!"

"The key to becoming a sharpshooter quickly lies in you."

Zhu Yunhuan did not keep the man in suspense and directly mentioned his name.

This made Wang Jinnian even more confused. "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? We don't even know we can mass-produce sharpshooters..."

But he also knew it.

The person in front of him was not the tyrant emperor as rumored, nor was he an ordinary teenager. He was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and his words were what he meant!

So even though he was confused in his heart, he just paused and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, please give me some advice! As long as you can use me, I will do my best!" If it was really possible, how could he not want the Ming Dynasty's martial arts to prosper?

Zhu Yunhuan showed a satisfied look on his face and nodded.

But he asked in return, "When you aim, you should follow the principle of three points and one line. Your eyes should be at the tail of the musket, then through the muzzle, and then in a straight line with your target, right?"

The matchlock guns have just come out.

Before, when using muskets, there was basically no time to focus on aiming, let alone studying the knowledge involved. Even today's sharpshooter Wang Jinnian relies on his own talent and a lot of practice and experience to aim.

In fact, even Zhu Yunhuan himself did not realize what he was saying.

So after Zhu Yunhuan finished speaking, he first frowned involuntarily, hesitated for a moment, and then showed a thoughtful look, obviously pondering what Zhu Yunhuan had just said...

And the next moment, his eyes lit up.

He took a deep breath, revealing an expression of deep agreement, as well as a touch of astonishment and disbelief, and nodded slowly, "To answer your Majesty's question... I haven't really thought about it in detail. I simply thought that a bullet had entered the musket, so I just aimed and fired. But after hearing what your Majesty said, I feel that this may be the case!"

As he spoke, he raised the musket in his hand again.

Looking in the distance, I randomly found a target and took aim...

Then he put away the gun in his hand, looked in Zhu Yunhuan's direction with certainty, and said: "Your Majesty, what you said... is not wrong at all!"

While talking.

There was a lot more fanaticism in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Yunhuan, but also a lot more disbelief and respect!

Things that even I was completely unaware of.

A teenager knows everything about it and can even clearly point out the key points! How did he do that?

"Could he really have come down from the Nine Heavens Celestial Palace?!" At this moment, Wang Jinnian's fear was like a raging storm, unable to subside at all...