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Another three months passed in a flash.
During this period of time.
Great Ming was just as Zhu Houzhao had imagined, the wind and clouds were turbulent.
There was no need to mention the sea ban and commercial taxes.
As the Weaving Bureau quickly set up flags and signboards in all parts of Great Ming, they invaded the thirteen provinces of Great Ming like a tornado!
A large number of textile craftsmen joined the Weaving Bureau.
With the support of high-level textile techniques.
The rapidly produced official and merchant cloth had a 50% drop in price compared to the ordinary cloth in the past.
One foot of cloth could now be sold for two feet!
The quality was even better!
At the same time, a large amount of cloth also flowed directly into the western countries along with the treasure fleet, bringing back a large amount of silver for the Ming Dynasty!
On the other hand.
The Ministry of Education that Wang Shouren was in charge of also started to show interest.
Although it was difficult to annotate and re-number the books.
However, Wang Shouren was also the grandmaster of the School of Mind, and his disciples were everywhere.
In addition to the 20 million taels of starting capital that Zhu Houzhao had given him, as well as the green light from the various officials.
Most of the difficulties could be easily resolved.
Now, more than half of the Confucian classics had been assigned edition numbers.
However, in terms of annotations,
Many Confucians objected.
After all, even Confucius and Mencius were divided into many families!
Whoever had the right to comment was the orthodox!
Of course, they would not give up.
However, Zhu Houzhao would not care about this.
Right now, this group of Confucian scholars and the Ministry of Education were locked in a fierce battle in the academic world.
There was still a long time before the outcome was decided.
He would temporarily put it on the shelf and wait until they had a winner.
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The sun had just risen, in front of the Hall of Heaven.
The Hall of Heaven Tribute today was different from the past.
In the past, Zhu Houzhao did not attend court and was brought to the Leopard House every day.
But today, outside the Hall of Heaven's Tribute, it was filled with officials.
"How strange. Ever since His Majesty ascended the throne, it seems that he has never attended court. Why does he suddenly want us to attend the morning court today?”
"You can't say that. Didn't His Majesty go to court on the day he ascended the throne? This should be our second morning assembly!”
"Old Man Yang, do you know why His Majesty asked us to come here today?”
"This old man doesn't know either. It's just that I haven't been to court for more than ten years, so I'm not used to it.”
“.........”
The ministers were all whispering to each other, their faces filled with doubt.
To them.
She was used to working at home.
However, a eunuch suddenly came to inform them that the morning court session would be held tomorrow.
They were naturally puzzled.
Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor was going to announce something important, which was why he was holding an unprecedented morning court session?
However, they waited here and there.
However, no eunuch came out to let them in.
Only after an hour did a few young eunuchs run over.
"My lords."
The young eunuchs ran until they were out of breath.
"His Majesty said that he wants you to go to the firearms shooting range!”
Go to the firearms range?
Hearing the young eunuch's words, all the officials were stunned.
"Did His Majesty say how we should go?”
An old official asked.
The young eunuch scratched his head." His Majesty said that those over 50 years old can sit in a sedan chair. Those under 50 years old can run over."”
Hearing this.
The older minister's face instantly flashed with a look of relief.
The firearms range was also in the palace.
However, it was near Xuande Gate, and now they were in Fengtian Hall.
This distance was not close.
As for the young ministers, their expressions changed.
Although they were young.
But that didn't mean they had good stamina!
If they ran over, wouldn't they lose half their lives?
"Let's go, my lords."
Zhang Cong said as he took the lead and started running.
Seeing that the cabinet chief had taken action, the other officials could only run even though they were unwilling.
Official robes were solemn.
Now, when it came to running, it was very clumsy.
However, no one dared to stop.
After all, they knew how ruthless the emperor was.
He usually didn't go to court.
Now, it was finally the morning court session.
If they were too slow.
If the emperor was displeased, it would be a thunderous rage!
After running for more than half the distance.
Each and every one of them was out of breath, relying solely on their willpower to support themselves.
Finally.
After a full hour, the ministers finally arrived outside the firearms range.
"After being an official for so many years, this is the first time I've run so far before court.”
"I don't know what Your Majesty is going to do. It's so tiring!。”
All the ministers were sweating profusely.
She was so tired that she put her hands on her hips and supported herself against the wall.
Where was the leisurely mood from when he was in court?
"Grand Secretary Zhang, do you know why His Majesty asked us to attend the court at the firearms range?”
The Minister of War couldn't help but move closer to Zhang Cong.
However, Zhang Cong only shook his head."I don't know either."
His Majesty did not inform him of the sudden court session today.
However, that Emperor had always had the attitude of a lord.
Presumably, he wouldn't do things for no reason.
"Ministers, His Majesty has invited you in.”
Qian Ning cupped his hands and shouted.
The ministers did not dare to be careless and hurriedly walked in.
As soon as they entered the firearms range, a strong smell of gunpowder assaulted their faces.
From time to time, terrifying explosions could be heard.
" Thunder?!"
A young civil official heard the explosion and quickly shrank his neck.
However, when he looked up at the sky, it was clear and boundless.
The old minister at the side looked at his inexperienced appearance and snorted coldly.
"What thunder? This is clearly the sound of cannons firing.”
"When I was in the army, I personally used this thing!”
This old subject is a general and was once a member of the Divine Arms Battalion.
He was naturally familiar with the sound of the cannon.
As he said this, he still missed it.
"Old General, is the cannon that powerful?”
The young minister was puzzled.
"Of course!"
"Every cannon is a deadly weapon in the army!" The old general chuckled.”
"If I fire a cannon, those barbarians will cry for their parents. Just smashing it wasn't enough. Once the big cannonball exploded, flames soared into the sky and black rocks split apart. That scene, tsk tsk "
"Unfortunately, these things are too rare. A large camp usually only has one or two.”
His only regret back then.
It was just that a cannon was a sure-kill weapon that could only be used at the most critical moment.
After all, the number was small.
Otherwise, how could those barbarians have the chance to show off at the border?
"Old General, are those the killing weapons you're talking about?”
A slightly tall young civil official pointed ahead and asked in confusion.
"Where?"
The old general swept his gaze over.
When he saw a cannon, his old face instantly broke into a smile.
However, as his field of vision gradually widened.
One.
Ten doors,
hundred
When a huge group of cannons appeared in the old general's field of vision.
The smile on his face.
It gradually solidified.
His pupils slowly dilated.
He was completely stunned.
He wondered if his eyes were blurry from old age.
Since when were there so many of such killing machines?？
"Old General, didn't you say that these cannons were rare?”
The young civil official was puzzled.
"Yes, yes."
"It should be very few."
The old general stuttered.
He looked at the terrifying artillery in front of him, and his mind was instantly muddled.
He didn't know what to say.
"But I think there are a lot of them here.”
The young civil official asked again.
"Yes, yes."
"There are indeed a lot."
The old general was completely confused.
He did not understand.
It had only been half a year since he left the army.
Why did he suddenly feel that…
He didn't recognize the Great Ming Army.
"No, I don't.
I must be old!"
"Perhaps I'm dreaming right now!”
the old general muttered to himself.
He looked around and pinched the thigh of the young minister beside him.
"Hiss ~~~!"
The young minister grimaced in pain.
But he didn't know if the Emperor was nearby, so he didn't dare to call out.
She could only hold it in and blush.
"I don't think I'm dreaming."
The old general finally reacted.
He was not dreaming.
In other words.
Big Ming,
Are there really so many cannons?
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