My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 92 Scientific research, intrigue cannot be tolerated!

Sure enough, as the old man expected.

With the opening of the court meeting, led by the Ministry of Rites, a large number of officials stood up and proposed to transfer the title of Duke Yansheng to Nan Kong's family.

Looking at the officials below who stood up for reconsideration one by one, the coldness in the old man's eyes became more and more intense.

He hadn't realized that the Kong family had such a great influence before.

But now this scene made the old man see clearly how much influence the saint will have in the future.

Although the Kong family did not hold any real positions in the Ming Dynasty, the relationship network has never been cut off.

In order to stabilize this relationship network, in addition to using the master-student relationship with the sage, the Confucian family also used methods for marriage.

Among other things, let's talk about Jian Yi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and one of his concubines is the daughter of the Kong family.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials has been involved, so one can imagine how many officials there are still related to the Kong family by marriage.

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly rejoiced that the Beikong family had been wiped out.

Otherwise, if there is a conflict between the imperial court and the Kong family someday, how much trouble these people will bring to the imperial court.

Even the old man was still thinking about whether he should find a chance to get Nan Kong's family too, so as not to cause trouble for future generations.

"Okay, let's all stop!"

Seeing that there were still people standing up, the old man waved his hands impatiently.

Standing up and walking down the steps, the old man looked coldly at those who stood up, and said coldly: "The title of Lord Yansheng is a gift from the imperial court to the descendants out of admiration for the saint and his contribution to enlightening the world."

"This title is unorthodox and cannot be conferred."

"Your Majesty, the Southern Confucian family is the orthodox Confucian family. When the Song Dynasty moved to the south, the Southern Confucian family did not want to submit to the aliens, so they followed the Zhao family..."

An official saw that the old man had come up with an orthodox statement, so he quickly stood up and explained the orthodoxy of the Nankong family.

"what."

The old man sneered and looked at the official: "Since you said that the southern hole is orthodox, then what is the northern hole? Since they are orthodox, then when the emperor Taizu wanted them to inherit the throne of Yansheng, why did they Rejection, is it because they look down on me, Daming, or because they are thinking about the Lord of the previous court."

"This……"

The official was momentarily at a loss for words, facing the old man's aggressive eyes, he said bravely, "Both families are orthodox. As for why they refused at the beginning, it was...that..."

The official didn't know what to say for a while, and at the same time, there was a secret hatred in his heart.

Why didn't you take such a good opportunity before?

It's all right now, I want it, but people won't give it to me.

"what is that."

Before the other party could finish speaking, the old man gave a cold shout, which scared the official to his knees.

Glancing around at the officials who were about to stand up, the old man said with a cold face: "Orthodox is the eldest son and grandson, and there is only one heir. If you say that both are Orthodox, then where did he get the two eldest sons?"

"You guys, don't tell me that their father went to the south and their son stayed in the north."

Several officials who wanted to say yes, noticed the frighteningly cold expression of the old man, and silently lowered their heads.

Seeing that no one dared to speak up, the old man flicked his sleeves, turned around and returned to his seat.

"The name of orthodoxy has already been decided, and Beikong is the orthodoxy of the sage."

"Now Beikong is killed and there is no heir. It stands to reason that the imperial court should take back the title and everything."

"But considering the achievements of the saints, I thought about it for a long time and decided to give the Nankong family a chance."

The officials who thought they had no chance, heard this, secretly said: There is a way.

His Majesty relented, their efforts were not in vain, the Kong family's situation was at stake.

"The Confucian family's achievements are all due to the enlightenment of the sages."

"Now that the orthodoxy is broken, it is not impossible for other branches to inherit all this."

The old man looked at the people present, and said loudly: "The Beikong family was destroyed by the Japanese pirates. The Japanese pirates are so cruel, it is completely the result of disobeying the king and not being taught by the saints."

"Since the Nankong family wants to take over all of this, he must complete the unfinished mission of his ancestors."

Raising his finger in the direction of the Wa Kingdom, the old man said to the somewhat dumbfounded ministers: "The people of Nankong went to the Wa Kingdom, inherited the will of their ancestors, continued to display Confucian teachings, and educate the barbarians of the Wa Kingdom."

"As long as they teach the barbarians of the Wa Kingdom to be like the people of Ming Dynasty, I will recognize their orthodox status. At that time, let alone the title of Lord Yansheng, even if they are named kings, I will not be unable to discuss it."

Good fellow, the old man boasted so much that everyone was dumbfounded.

Originally, they thought that it would be enough to help Nan Kong's family get the Duke of Yansheng, but they didn't expect that the old man would even release the throne.

Zhu Gaoyu, who was standing in front of all the nobles, couldn't help grinning.

The old man's habit of drawing big cakes came out again.

It's so nice to say, and if you want to be crowned king, then the Nankong family must have this opportunity.

"Okay, let's conclude this matter. If the Nankong family can accept it, they will go to the country of Wa with the boat. If they can't accept it, they can stay in the countryside to teach and educate people honestly. Don't think about things you shouldn't think about."

I don't want to discuss this matter too much, the old man made a final conclusion before everyone came to their senses.

Several officials still wanted to stand up, but were forced back by the leader's eyes.

The old man is no ordinary emperor, he is no worse than his father in killing people.

What he has set is a thorough decision, and anyone who dares to object is questioning him.

The old man's standard of doing things is that if he can't convince you with his mouth, he will use the knife.

Today's matter, many bigwigs did not stand up, and those who came forward to propose were those low-level officials.

The main reason is that the destruction of the Beikong family is too rare. If it weren't for the reason why the old man didn't do this, many people would suspect that it was the old man who sent someone to do it.

After everyone returned to work, Zhu Gaoyu coughed lightly and stood up.

The main purpose of today's court meeting is to reward the soldiers who fought against the Japanese. The matter of the Nankong family was completely accidental.

Now that the matter of the Kong family has come to a conclusion, Zhu Gaoyu is about to start his business.

His time is very tight, and there are still many things waiting for him in the craftsman camp.

How to award meritorious soldiers has been decided before the army returns.

Zhu Gaoyu promised Wu Shan the title, and the old man didn't deny it without saving face. He bestowed a Shanyin uncle in the name of Wu Shan's hometown.

Wu Shan, who was kneeling in the main hall to listen to the appreciation, heard that he was really made an earl. This rough guy who was calm on the battlefield, his eyes were red with excitement.

He finally got rid of his identity as a mud-legged son and stepped into the noble class.

Although he was excited, he did not forget who gave it all.

While thanking the old man, he also looked at Zhu Gaoyu with grateful eyes.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would kowtow to Zhu Gaoyu without hesitation, thanking Zhu Gaoyu for his promotion.

After Liu Sheng, the old man did not promote his title. After all, Liu Sheng has already reached the Marquis, and his current achievements are not eligible to be promoted to Duke.

The rest, except for Sun An who didn't come back, was given the title of General Powa, and everyone else was rewarded with money and items.

Among them, the most reward was the pepper that Zhu Gaoyu brought back.

Zhu Gaoyu, who was listening beside him, was speechless for a while.

This old man is really stingy. Not only did he use pepper to pay officials, but now he also gave pepper to meritorious soldiers in order to save money.

If other troops get these pepper rewards, they must be extremely excited.

But the Navy is different here.

They used to be members of ocean-going treasure ships, and in order to reward their hard work, they were allowed to bring some items back.

Ordinary soldiers don't have that much money to buy valuables, so in order to maximize their profits, they carry pepper with them.

So much so that when those generals heard the pepper rewarded by the old man, their eyes were full of bewilderment.

One by one, they said: can't finish eating, can't finish eating.

Regarding this, the old man pretended not to notice it, and after everyone had rewarded him, he announced that a celebration dinner would be held in the palace at night, then turned around and left.

"Your Highness, look, can you do me a favor?"

After walking out of the palace, Wu Shan found Zhu Gaoyu in embarrassment.

His reward is the most, a full 500 catties of pepper.

His Wu family didn't know how to do business either, and the two brothers were busy in the military camp, so they didn't have time to do these things.

The 500 catties of pepper, together with the 100 catties of his younger brother Wu Hai, and the 200 catties that the two of them brought back when they came back, nearly a thousand catties of pepper, the whole family would not be able to eat it all in their lifetime.

Glancing at the other people who also wanted to help sell pepper, Zhu Gaoyu shook his head dumbfounded, and said to everyone: "Okay, you guys will save some food later, and send all the rest to the palace. I will ask the housekeeper to buy it at the market price." Yours."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

In an instant, everyone smiled.

"Okay, let's all go back and announce the good news. I will give you 7 days of vacation and spend time with your family."

After dismissing the others, Zhu Gaoyu said to Wu Shan: "I have already accepted the soldiers of the Fifth Army Battalion who went out with me, and they will be transferred tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You have to work hard these few days and take care of them first, and I will do it later." arrange."

"Yes." Wu Shan nodded solemnly
Thinking of the upcoming itinerary, Zhu Gaoyu greeted him: "Don't rush back, follow me to the artisan camp, first take a batch of weapons and go back to training."

As soon as he heard that his troops were going to be equipped with guns, Wu Shan's eyes lit up, and he drove back Wu Hai who was following behind to announce the good news, and then rode on his horse and followed Zhu Gaoyu to the artisan camp.

Wu Shan already knew about the fact that the Hujiao Battalion was going to be replaced with new muskets, and on the boat back, Zhu Gaoyu told him many tactics of the new muskets.

After studying day and night during this period of time, he already had a general idea in his mind, and the only thing left was to hone his weapons in actual combat.

The Artisan Camp was built outside the city in order to take advantage of water power.

It was already noon when Zhu Gaoyu arrived.

As the most secret place of Ming Dynasty, the guards are very strict.

There are Jinyiwei standing guard at the gate, and soldiers from the Beijing camp patrolling around.

There is no warrant from the old man here, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter at all.

If Zhu Gaoyu hadn't held the title of craftsman battalion officer, he wouldn't even be able to get in.

Entering the artisan camp, Zhu Gaoyu's originally good mood gradually turned cold.

After entering the yamen of the artisan camp, anyone could tell from the expression on his face that His Royal Highness King Yue was in a bad mood.

"Where is Lu Fei?"

Looking at the room full of officials from the Ministry of Industry, Zhu Gaoyu knocked heavily on the table with the whip in his hand.

At the beginning, in order to prevent officials from being corrupt and causing the quality of weapons to be unqualified, Zhu Gaoyu strictly stipulated that officials from the Ministry of Industry were not allowed to intervene in the management of the craftsman camp.

The weapons of the Ming Dynasty were not backward in history, but because of the corruption of the officials, all kinds of raw materials are the worst.

Even for the sake of quantity, many firecrackers are shoddy, and no one can guarantee that after shooting, they will kill the enemy or blow themselves up first.

It is precisely because of this that the officers and soldiers are extremely distrustful of firearms made by the court, and would rather use swords and spears than firearms issued by the court.

It was precisely because he understood the dangers of officials' meddling that Zhu Gaoyu let Lu Fei and others be the supervisors of the artisan camp and prevented the Ministry of Industry from intervening in the management.

In the end, he had only been away for a long time, but it took only one year, and the craftsman camp was built in less than half a year at most.

His request was completely thrown away, and the entire office area was filled with officials from the Ministry of Industry.

He arranged for Lu Fei and other engineers, but none of them were seen in the office.

"Return to Your Highness, Foreman Lu is working with the craftsmen."

Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Industry in charge, saw His Royal Highness Yue's face was not good-looking, and carefully reported the whereabouts of Lu Fei and others.

"Who arranged it?"

The engineer arranged by himself actually went to work, which made Zhu Gaoyu's face even more ugly.

Zhu Gaoyu had just come down from the battlefield, and the murderous look of the worker from the Ministry of Industry, Wailang, his legs were a little weak, and he stammered back:

"Return, return to Your Highness, we are here on the orders of the emperor, and are responsible for supervising the craftsman's production!"

"Foreman Lu and the others were arranged by Jiang Shilang."

Casting a cold glance at Yuanwailang who was answering, Zhu Gaoyu turned around and walked out.

"Go quickly and inform Shang Shu and Sir Shi Lang that something is going to happen in the artisan camp."

Seeing Zhu Gaoyu leaving with a murderous look, Yuan Wai Lang sat down on the chair and asked the subordinates next to him to quickly notify Song Li, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, and the minister in charge.

When the people in the Ministry of Industry were in a hurry to find the boss, Zhu Gaoyu also found Lu Fei who was working.

"Your Highness."

As soon as he saw Zhu Gaoyu, Lu Fei, who was digging into the barrel of the gun, seemed to have found the backbone, and he couldn't care less about the barrel in his hand, and rushed forward excitedly.

"When did they come?"

Seeing that these technical talents were still there, Zhu Gaoyu was relieved.

He was afraid that these capable people would leave in despair because of the Ministry of Industry's intervention.

Once these people are gone, they will never come back.

In fact, Zhu Gaoyu was thinking too much. The old man's control over these craftsmen who can make all kinds of weapons is very strict.

If you work honestly, nothing will happen. Once you have the thought of leaving, unless you lie down and go out, there is no chance at all.

Zhu Gaoyu's tone and question made Lu Fei secretly relieved.

People from the Ministry of Industry came suddenly and directly took over the craftsman camp. They thought that Zhu Gaoyu didn't believe them and came here to supervise them.

Looking at it now, His Highness really didn't know, which made their cold hearts gradually warm up.

Lu Fei replied: "The day after the delivery of the first batch of weapons, they came and directly took over the entire craftsman camp."

"They have the emperor's imperial decree, and we dare not refuse."

"At the beginning, they were still managing with us, and then a few days later, they suddenly dismissed me from my position, not only took away the materials you left, but also let us work together with the craftsmen. "

Lu Feiyue became angrier as he spoke, pointing to a pile of materials in the distance and said, "That's all, but these people even changed the materials we asked for."

"We need coke to make steel, but what they bring in is ordinary coal."

As he spoke, he picked up another handful of ore, "The iron ore does not strictly meet our requirements. Not only is it a waste of materials, but the barrels it produces are also extremely unstable."

"A batch of guns manufactured a few days ago, 1/10 of the guns were blown during the test firing. I also checked the rest. Half of them have cracks and cannot be used at all."

"Besides that, there are cannons. They directly reduced the ratio of copper on the grounds that copper is too wasteful."

"Your Highness, the artillery made in this way is completely the same, and it can't be used at all."

"Such weapons are sent to the battlefield to kill our own people."

"There is also a problem with gunpowder. Many materials are shoddy and do not meet our standards at all."

Lu Yang, who rushed over, also talked about his problems.

Both of them are the kind of people who study technology, they don't understand the world at all, and they can't imagine how many people's heads will be dropped by what they said.

However, what Zhu Gaoyu needs is their direct communication.

Technology does not allow any sloppy.

If even those who engage in scientific research play with their minds, civilization will stop thinking about progress, and God will bless it if it does not regress.

As more and more engineers came to receive the news, more and more problems were reported.

Not only is it a matter of materials, but the contracts of the workers who were originally recruited were also denied.

Although the workers did not fall into the household registration of craftsmen, all the benefits they should have been cancelled, and they directly became corvee services.

The daily food is also reduced again and again.

From the original diet, there was a meaty meal every three days, to the current three-day diet, and there was no more meaty food.

What I ate was no longer the prescribed food, sometimes mixed with water and bran.

Hearing the engineer and the workers surrounding him talking about various problems, Zhu Gaoyu's face became darker and darker, and he unconsciously touched the knife on his waist.

"What are you all doing here? Do you want to rebel? Go back to work for me."

Just when Zhu Gaoyu's anger reached its peak, an arrogant voice sounded from the crowd.

Hearing this sound, many of the workers who surrounded them trembled subconsciously.

Lu Fei and other engineers also frowned.

As the crowd dispersed, a head of the Ministry of Industry came over with a dozen thugs, swinging the whip in his hand, with an arrogant expression on his face.

"Damn it, a bunch of scumbags, if they don't work well, they will only cause trouble for me."

This guy didn't notice Zhu Gaoyu who was standing among the crowd. As soon as he came up, he pointed at the surrounding workers with a whip and cursed.

When he saw Lu Fei, the anger on his face grew even more.

"The one surnamed Lu is you again."

"Gather a crowd to make trouble, believe it or not, I will impeach you and chop off your head."

He looked at the arrogant guy opposite him who didn't deal with him.

Lu Fei sneered, stepped aside, and explained the other party's identity to Zhu Gaoyu.

"He is the chief manager in charge of the workers who supervises the work. I heard that his uncle is the minister of the Ministry of Industry."

"Some time ago, there was a worker who saw that we violated the contract and wanted to leave, and he was beaten to death by him."

Seeing that Lu Fei didn't refute himself like before, but instead talked to other people without looking at him, the person who came was even angrier, ignored everything else, and beat him with a whip.

However, before he raised his whip, a half-drilled gun barrel flew over with a whimper, piercing through his forehead in an instant.

Before his consciousness faded, he heard a cold voice.

"Call everyone, I want to see what kind of rats dare to steal at the feet of the real dragon!"

(End of this chapter)