I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 67 Zhu Di's Heart Disease.

When Zhu Zhangui came to Shangshu's room, the old man was sitting on the steps, watching a young eunuch shoot a gun.

Seeing the soot on the face of the little eunuch, he must have fired a lot of shots.

"grandfather!"

Walking to the old man, Zhu Zhangui said hello.

"Well, this gun is not bad, but the accuracy is a little bit off."

The old man smiled and nodded, and patted his side for Zhu Zhangui to sit down.

"It's not bad, it's far from what I imagined."

Zhu Zhangui denied the old man's appreciation.

Zhu Di turned to look at Zhu Zhangui.

"This is not good. If you form a three-segment array, with artillery and crossbows, the enemy will not be able to reach the edge at all."

Zhu Zhangui shook his head, "In my ideal, the rate of fire of the gun should be within [-] breaths, hundreds of times, and the range should reach a thousand paces, and it should be shot wherever it is pointed."

"Ha ha!"

Zhu Di chuckled and patted Zhu Zhangui on the shoulder.

"The idea is very good, but the gun you imagined, I am afraid that only the legendary immortal can make it!"

Zhu Zhangui shrugged with a smile and didn't explain much.

Some things are not directly in front of the eyes, people will deceive themselves.

Reaching out to call back the little eunuch, Zhu Di looked at the gun for a while and said: "As soon as possible, distribute the gun to the Shenji Camp. If you need anything, just tell me. No matter what method you use, you must let the Shenji Camp know before the Northern Expedition. Fully equipped with this new type of gun."

Zhu Zhangui was waiting for the old man's words.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Zhu Zhangui handed over the memorial he had prepared long ago.

Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Zhangui, put the gun aside, picked up the memorial and read it.

After reading the above content, the old man took a deep breath.

"It takes so much iron and money!"

Zhu Zhangui said helplessly: "This is still a small number. I haven't counted the new artillery yet. In my plan, the Shenji Battalion must be equipped with at least 300 new artillery pieces, plus the artillery equipped for the city defenses in various places, as well as two north-south artillery pieces. The capital’s defensive artillery, iron and money needs must be multiplied by at least dozens or even hundreds of times.”

Zhu Di took a deep breath.

"What is the range of the new artillery?"

If the new type of artillery Zhu Zhangui imagined was not much different from the old one, Zhu Di would definitely not spend the iron and money to make a new type of artillery.

Zhu Zhangui, who had long known that Zhu Di would ask, took out a memorial and handed it over.

When Zhu Di was reading the memorial, Zhu Zhangui also explained it to him.

"In my future plan, I divide the artillery into three levels, which are light artillery, medium artillery and heavy artillery."

"The corresponding ranges are light artillery with a range of one to two miles, medium artillery with a range of three to four miles, and heavy artillery with a range of up to eight miles."

"Eight miles!"

Zhu Di couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

General Zhankou, equipped by the Shenji Battalion of the Ming Army, loaded the powder regardless of the consequences, and the range was only less than one or two miles.

Zhu Di did not expect Zhu Zhangui's ideal and lightest artillery to be stronger than the active general Zhankou.

"Little brat, are you sure that these cannons can meet your requirements? This is not a joke, it is related to the future fate of our Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Zhangui nodded very positively.

If steel from the Ming Dynasty was used, Zhu Zhangui could not guarantee that these artillery could reach this range.

If you want the artillery to have a longer range, the amount of charge must be increased.

The quality of steel in the Ming Dynasty is really not good to be honest.

Making weapons and armor is no problem.

But if it is used to make artillery, and it is such a long-range artillery, Zhu Zhangui would not dare to take the risk.

Even if the craftsmen made it, Zhu Zhangui did not dare to equip the army with these artillery that could explode at any time.

"Whoosh..."

Seeing Zhu Zhangui nodding, the old man was breathing heavily.

He couldn't help fantasizing in his mind, if the artillery of the Ming army could really reach the level that Zhu Zhangui said, then in the whole world, who could stop his footsteps.

The old man has always had a heart disease.

Every time I look at the frontiers of the dynasties in history and the maps of the frontiers of the Ming Dynasty, the old man feels awkward.

Small, too small!
Not to mention the vast and boundless Yuan Dynasty, even the peak period of the Song Dynasty could not be compared.

The old man who has always looked down on the Song Dynasty, how could he tolerate such a result.

The old man was obsessed with the reason for the Northern Expedition, that he wanted to lay down a large territory and tell future generations to tell his dead father.

I, Zhu Di, am no worse than any emperor in history.

I am even stronger than them, and I have conquered more territory than them.

It's a pity, now that he is over half a hundred years old, the territory of Daming is still about the same as when his father was alive.

To be honest, Zhu Di was a little anxious.

Given Daming's current situation, he was really ashamed or afraid to see Zhu Yuanzhang.

So he urgently needs a sharp weapon to break the impasse in front of him, so that before he dies, he can lay down a large territory for future generations.

Similarly, it is also good to prove to future generations, to the dead Zhu Yuanzhang.

I, Zhu Di, am a qualified emperor, stronger than most of the emperors in history, and even a hundred times stronger than the Zhu Yunqi appointed by you old man.

"Make... must make!"

The more Zhu Di thought about it, the more excited he became. He pressed Zhu Zhangui's shoulder, and said in a firm tone, "Little brat, I will give you whatever you want, grandpa. The only thing grandpa asks you is that I want to see you during the Northern Expedition." These artillery guns appear."

Zhu Zhangui nodded seriously.

"Grandpa, don't worry, you will be able to see it, and Mahamu will be the first batch of sacrifices for the new guns and artillery, and the same batch of guns and artillery will also become the most powerful help on your road to greatness."

Zhu Zhangui's assurance made Zhu Di's blood boil.

"Hahaha...well, grandpa is looking forward to that day."

He patted Zhu Zhangui's shoulder heavily, and the old man promised: "In order to make these guns and artillery appear as soon as possible, I will ask everyone in the Ministry of Industry to cooperate with you fully. Whoever dares to violate your order is to violate Grandpa's order. The Minister of the Ministry will never tolerate it."

"As many craftsmen as you want, just let the Ministry of Industry mobilize. How much money and how much iron do you need? Go to Xia Yuanji. If he doesn't give it to you, you can come to me directly, and I will talk to him in person."

"My only request to you is that before the Northern Expedition, I want to see these guns and artillery."

After explaining about the artillery and firearms, the old man suppressed the excitement in his heart, took out a memorial and handed it to Zhu Zhangui.

"Look at this!"

Zhu Zhangui took it curiously, opened it and took a quick glance.

The content is very simple. It tells that in Fujian, many villages were harassed by Japanese pirates, and even the shipyards that built Zheng He's fleet were attacked.

The Fujian Guards have repeatedly encircled and suppressed, but unfortunately the results are few.

This gang of Japanese pirates is as slippery as loaches. Every time before the troops from the guard station arrive, these gangsters will run away completely.

A few times they deliberately set up ambush circles, and these Japanese pirates seemed to know it in advance, and they were not fooled at all.

In desperation, Fujian could only write a letter to Zhu Di, hoping that the imperial court would send someone to deal with the matter, or request the Japanese side to control the subjects and stop harassing the border of Ming Dynasty.

After reading the content of the memorial, Zhu Zhangui looked at the old man thoughtfully.

"Are you sure this is really a Japanese pirate."

Zhu Di smiled slightly.

"I said he is, he is. You have been in the sea for so many years, you must know this kind of people very well, so I plan to leave this matter to you."

"I don't care what method you use, my request is that no more Japanese pirates are allowed to appear in Daming."

Hearing the old man's words, Zhu Zhangui narrowed his eyes happily.

Fighting Japanese pirates and pirates is his favorite.

Noticing Zhu Zhangui's expression, the old man reminded: "Your great-grandfather listed the Wa country as a country that will not be conquered, you little bastard, don't mess around, let other foreign countries know that we conquer the country of subjects, I'm afraid they will feel dissatisfied what."

Zhu Zhangui grinned when he heard this.

"Grandpa, what you said, I naturally dare not disobey the ancestral precepts of my great-grandfather."

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows, knowing that there must be something behind this kid.

"However, I heard that the Wa Kingdom is surrounded by the sea. If you have never been to the sea, you don't know that there are many pirates on this sea, and they are very courageous."

"Not to mention some ordinary merchant ships, even some small countries are often looted by pirates."

"Wo Kingdom, a country facing the sea on all sides, must have been targeted by some big pirates, and it will probably be sooner or later that it will be plundered and slaughtered."

After listening to Zhu Zhangui's nonsense, Zhu Di pretended to be stupefied and nodded, and then said sympathetically: "Oh, poor Waguo, I will write a letter of comfort later, and comfort them well, anyway, their Waguo is also ours. The vassal state, they have been hurt so much, it is unreasonable not to comfort them."

Zhu Zhangui nodded in agreement, and at the same time reminded in a low voice: "Grandpa, the pirates haven't gone yet, so don't write your comfort letter too early, or it will be a joke."

The old man asked Zhu Zhangui nonchalantly as if I was doing things and you were at ease.

"How much money do you think the pirates will loot from Wa?"

Zhu Zhangui stared.

This old man is really serious. He was thinking about splitting the money before he even started to deal with the matter.

After all, the Japanese country is also your vassal country. After suffering so much, you, as the boss, don’t feel bad for a while. It’s really unreasonable to care about how much money the pirates took.

Zhu Di sneered: Heh, the brat wants to have it all to himself, not to mention the door, even the windows.

(End of this chapter)