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

The others, who had been stunned from the beginning until now, also came to their senses and clasped their fists in unison, saying, "Your Majesty, we respectfully bid you farewell!"

Zhu Yunhuan came alone and left alone. His straight white figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight. Everyone looked at him respectfully, feeling that his figure was as mysterious and wonderful as a god.

For a while.

Zhang Yuqing then withdrew his gaze, the respect and generosity on his face dissipating, replaced by an eager excitement. He looked at Ma Rui, Liu Yuanran, and Yuan Gong beside him and said, "We have an idea and a direction. Let's go! Let's go back and do the experiment!"

Ma Rui, Liu Yuanran, and Yuan Gong also retracted their gazes and followed Zhang Yuqing towards the door with excitement, unable to resist discussing enthusiastically:

"Take care of the first step first."

"We can refer to the process of impregnating tinder. First, soak it in sodium hydroxide solution to remove surface grease, wax, and impurities!"

"That's right, this is feasible!"

"Ah! We haven't even considered the details of this first step. It's really a waste of your Majesty's teaching and cultivation of us! We should learn from your Majesty..."

"There are many more!"

"..."

A few people were discussing these incomprehensible words as if no one was around, and they walked away with their backs to the crowd. Their voices and figures gradually disappeared.

Wait until the voices of several people disappear completely.

Those who were in charge of firearms research and development here then withdrew their gazes.

Someone couldn't help but sigh, "Wow! Those Taoist priests and immortal masters... really... all of them respectfully regard Your Majesty as their teacher!?"

"To be honest, I always thought that Master Han... was the more sensible one!"

"..."

The Taoist Master Han they were talking about was naturally Han Lingyue, who focused on gunpowder research in the Alchemy Department. During this period, they basically only dealt with Han Lingyue.

After all, I have never seen this scene before.

Regarding the unprecedented and wonderful things like smokeless gunpowder and fulminate of mercury, Han Ling said with great trepidation... "It's all Your Majesty's credit," "I dare not take credit for it," "We only regard Your Majesty as a teacher," and so on...

Many people naturally prefer the ways of the world.

of course.

Apparently no one thinks that way anymore.

Feng Xu and Lin Yishan, still looking disheveled, exchanged a smile. Lin Yishan shook his head and said, "Their attitude towards Your Majesty has long been evident. They are the foremost of the Daoist sect. Even though they respect and even fear the imperial power and are cautious with Your Majesty, if Your Majesty didn't truly command their respect, how could they be so deferential to Your Majesty, even treating you like a disciple?"

Feng Xu took a deep breath in agreement and chuckled to himself, "I actually believed it a long time ago, but seeing this scene in person... I can't help but feel a little awkward and unbelievable. Even seeing it with my own eyes, it still seems outrageous."

Lin Yishan shrugged: "The facts are right in front of us."

Feng Xu chuckled and said, "Today I finally see it clearly. From now on, remember what Master Han said earlier: 'To apply worldly knowledge to Your Majesty is the most foolish thing in the world.'"

Lin Yishan smiled in relief. "Your Majesty has returned to the palace, so let's go back too and start over! Taoist Master Zhang just said something so true: 'Failure is the mother of success.' Brilliant! Truly brilliant! We should take it as a guiding principle! Your Majesty... not only knows a lot, but is also a man of great wisdom."

Feng Xu's eyes lit up as well: "Well! Start over again!"

As the two of them talked, they stopped joining in with the others and walked towards the moon-shaped door together, looking disheveled.

Their words seemed to have reminded others as well.

Everyone put away their sighs, laughter, and playfulness, and said seriously, "If they come again, we will come again!"

"That's right! They may be well-educated, but when it comes to familiarity and understanding of firearms, no one knows them better than me! Flintlock rifles... needle-percussion rifles... Your Majesty is a god, he certainly can't fool me. He has to invent something like that!"

"that is!"

"..."

After Zhu Yunhuan's mobilization, everyone was no longer complacent about the matchlock guns, and each of them was full of passion and motivation.

They walked inside with great excitement and clamor.

It seems like everyone wants to do something big by rolling up their sleeves.

Wang Jinnian, once the center of attention, was left alone on the test field. He seemed oblivious to the others' departure. He held the latest version of his matchlock rifle in his hand, muttering absentmindedly, "Three points in a straight line... the groove or ring at the end of the gun... the sight at the muzzle..."

……

At the entrance of the Alchemy Department.

Zhu Yunhuan walked out of the Alchemy Department at a leisurely pace, looking like he was in a very good mood.

Zhao Feng, who had been waiting outside, noticed his figure and immediately perked up. He laid the ladder for Zhu Yunhuan to get on the carriage and asked, "Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace?"

"Let's go back to the palace." Zhu Yunhuan said lightly.

"Your Majesty, there hasn't been any unusual activity from the Duke of Liang's Mansion just now. They're still eating and drinking, secretly keeping an eye on any disturbances in and around Yingtian Prefecture, but..."

"The founding duke secretly passed a message to me through my intelligence network."

Zhao Feng's expression became noticeably more serious when he said this.

Zhu Yunhuan slowly got into the carriage and sat down, revealing a hint of interest in the smile. He said, "Oh? Tell me about it."