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

I will not speak ill of you either.

At this moment, the man naturally could no longer say such words and was completely blocked inside.

Instead, he chuckled at Feng Xu and Lin Yishan, as if all his previous teasing and advice had never been said, and said, "Advise? What's there to advise? I was just short-sighted! If you really succeed in this, wouldn't it be a great thing? I won't advise you!"

The others around also laughed and said:

"That's right! Brother Feng and Brother Lin are being loyal to their superiors and doing their best for the Ming Dynasty. No matter what we say, we can't stop you, right?"

"Hey! Isn't it?"

"This 'needle-percussion gun' was proposed by His Majesty. If His Majesty says it can be made, then it definitely can be made!"

"If we can't do it, it's just because we don't have the ability!"

"..."

Feng Xu and Lin Yishan were both a little confused by this. What kind of two faces does this person have? His expression changes so quickly! They both frowned and looked at each other, seemingly puzzled.

"Brother Feng, what's going on? Have they...changed their nature?"

"I don't know what's going on." Feng Xu, who looked a little funny with half of his eyebrows missing, shrugged in confusion.

At this moment, Lin Yishan glared at Zhu Yunhuan. Having just put out the fire, his face was still covered in dust, which made the whites of his eyes particularly noticeable. Lin Yishan patted Feng Xu's shoulder and said, "Wait... Brother Feng, isn't that... His Majesty standing over there?!"

Feng Xu also looked over and said in surprise: "It seems... it's true!"

The two men were concentrating on studying the "needle-percussion gun" and were not busy testing the matchlock gun with others. Naturally, they didn't know that Zhu Yunhuan had come. They had just run out of the fire scene and put out the fire with everyone. Now that they had calmed down, they noticed that there was an extraordinary face here!

The two of them gasped, swallowed their saliva, and trotted towards Zhu Yunhuan, bowed their hands, and apologized quickly:

"Your humble servant Feng Xu/Lin Yishan, I did not know Your Majesty had arrived! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

"Just now... I didn't frighten Your Majesty, did I? If I did, Your Majesty, I, your humble servant, would never be able to atone for my sins even if I were to die a thousand times!"

Zhu Yunhuan never thought that there would be someone with such persistence, and he felt very relieved for a moment.

He looked the two up and down. One had his eyebrows burned and the other had some hair burned. The two men saluted with their hands cupped together. Burn scars could be seen on their hands. They were silent for a moment.

The things being studied are indeed good things, but they are also really dangerous.

The two men felt Zhu Yunhuan's gaze, and exchanged glances hesitantly for a moment, and apologized again: "We are inappropriately dressed when meeting Your Majesty. We are sorry for being rude, Your Majesty, please forgive us!" The law of that era was like this. You could be held accountable if you were not properly dressed when meeting the emperor.

Zhu Yunhuan came back to his senses and immediately put away his serious expression. He smiled faintly and raised his hand slightly: "Ignorance is not a crime. I don't like to show off. I came quietly and didn't deliberately let anyone know. If you could still know I was coming and prepare in advance, wouldn't that be like being a god?"

"I just saw how miserable you were, and I felt a little worried. I suddenly realized that dealing with these things is too dangerous." Zhu Yunhuan explained patiently.

Of course, he couldn't blame anyone for being disheveled.

Moreover, these two people in front of him did this just to work for him and the Ming Dynasty. They would take this risk and stick to the "needle-percussion gun". Zhu Yunhuan had no doubt about their intentions - they must have really seen the prospects of the needle-percussion gun and its benefits to the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, they could have just settled for the second best and still gotten a lot of credit!

Hearing what Zhu Yunhuan said.

Feng Xu and Lin Yishan finally breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions relaxed, and they bowed again: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not punishing me!"