Qing Dynasty: After reading my heart, Kangxi and the Nine Dragons are united

Chapter 270: There are few opportunities, but there are many brothers who want to be the iron-hat ki



Chapter 270: There are few opportunities, but there are many brothers who want to be the iron-hat ki

Please excuse me?

Yin Xuan's eyes widened as he trotted into the yard, holding his master's hands and asking them to get up quickly.

Dai Zi and Huang Luzhuang were so frightened that they said in unison: "The imperial physician told you, Eighteenth Prince, to be careful and careful, so as not to make the dislocation a habit. You must not take it lightly. If anything goes wrong, we will be punished with death."

[Ah, this, this is clearly because I am young and inexperienced. What does this have to do with the teachers?]

Unable to put it into words, Yinxuan wrote down how it happened.

The focus was on how Dai Zi combined the idea of ​​the steam engine to propose the concept of self-propelled artillery.

Novel and unique, unrivaled in ancient and modern times.

It made him astonished and his jaw dropped.

Kangxi: "You kid, you've tortured yourself like this just for an idea? Really... ah, you really make me worry."

Speaking of this, Dai Zi hurriedly apologized.

Yin Xuan quickly pulled people in: [What crime have you committed? You don’t even know how powerful your idea is! Tsk tsk tsk, making a car powered by a steam engine and then mounting a cannon on the car, what is this? This is clearly the king of land warfare, the tank! ]

[If this powerful weapon had been discovered during the reign of Emperor Kangxi, then...]

Yinxuan swallowed nervously: "Whether it is Junggar or the chieftains in Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and Tibet who are unwilling to accept the policy of changing their chieftain system to officialdom, they will all be uprooted like withered trees and rotten wood."

[Using tanks in an environment where others are still riding horses and shooting arrows is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. You can kill as many as you want, right? With such a huge disparity, let alone roosters and crabapples, it is not impossible for us to dominate the world! ]

The little guy howled with excitement, and Kangxi and the prince were also a little confused: How could Dai Zi and Huang Luzhuang be so powerful? Then...

Think about the history. One of them was convicted and demoted, and never returned to the court until his death. The other presented treasures to the emperor with great aspirations, but was rebuked for indulging in strange skills. He was told to read more books of sages so that he could pass the imperial examinations and serve the country, but he was humiliated and disheartened, and no trace of him was found.

Kangxi's face turned red, and he hurried forward to help Dai Zi up. "The child didn't notice it himself, what has it got to do with you, sir? I haven't thanked you yet for sending this brat back to the palace in time!"

Dai Zi wanted to kneel again, but was stopped by Kangxi.

He could only bow and say, "How can I, Your Majesty, thank you so much for making an exception and letting the Eighteenth Prince learn the art of firearms research and development from me? This is already a great favor from Your Majesty..."

Kangxi told him not to be too modest and not to mention the past. He had seen and remembered all the contributions made by the teacher since he returned to Beijing.

As I said before, neither he nor the Qing Dynasty would treat any meritorious official unfairly.

Yeah.

The prince smiled and repeated Yinzhen's idea and praised it again: "Although riding and archery are passed down by our ancestors, they should be valued. But the world has changed, and the world today is no longer the world when our ancestors were there."

"If we continue to stick to the old ways and just watch the foreigners strive for perfection, sooner or later we will be left far behind, or even be severely provoked. To prevent such a scenario from happening, I hope Mr. Dai will work hard and study carefully. But if you need anything, just write a memorial and submit it. I and Khan Ama will allocate funds specifically for you..."

It really relieves all your worries.

You, just focus on your research on tanks.

Strive to achieve results as soon as possible and release the King of Land Warfare ahead of schedule!

Happiness came too quickly for Dai Zi to react. It was only when Huang Luzhuang beside him bravely kicked him that he came back to his senses from the ecstasy.

He quickly knelt down again with a thud: "My Lord Crown Prince values ​​you so highly, how dare I not serve you wholeheartedly?"

The prince nodded with satisfaction, praised him a few more times, and told him to go back to work diligently.

It seemed that any further delay would be disrespectful to the King of Land Warfare.

Well, the same goes for Huang Luzhuang!

After all, Xiao Shiba clearly stated that the object that Dai Zi called a chariot had to be used in conjunction with a steam engine, and both were indispensable.

Mr. Huang also has a long way to go.

So after Dai Zi, Huang Luzhuang also ate the super cake customized exclusively for the prince. Then he happily bowed to express his gratitude and ran back eagerly to continue his hard work.

The cooperation was so amazing that Yinxuan almost dropped his jaw again.

But Kangxi and the prince were frightened. They summoned the imperial physician and reprimanded him for his recklessness.

What else can Yinxuan do?

I can only put my hands together and ask for help, and promise next time. Oh, it’s not that there won’t be a next time!

In the next few days, he will stay at the prince's residence to recuperate carefully.

No more running around and working hard, and no longer caring about the trivial matters in the court and the factory.

The prince smiled and took out a small box of lotus silk ink. "Words are not enough, so write it down as proof. Then sign and seal it to show your seriousness."

This, isn't this a bit of an exaggeration?

Brothers!

What's up with this?

The prince chuckled, "What's wrong with brothers? As the saying goes, brothers should settle accounts clearly. You know, in the recent battle reports, your fifth brother and seventh brother are eager to use all thirty-six strategies in order to win the credit. You are going back and forth, and it's almost a strife among the family."

ha?

Yinxuan's eyes widened and he picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: My younger brother has little education, so please don't lie to me, Prince!

The prince spread his hands, indicating that there was no need to lie.

Khan Ama kept his word and didn't even give the empress dowager face. He conferred titles on the princes for the second time, leaving the fifth prince, who was raised by the empress dowager, with nothing to show for it and still being a beile. The princes realized one thing - when Emperor Minghuang of Tang was just a verbal threat, he had to make clear rewards and punishments, and no one should be exempted.

The good thing of winning by doing nothing will be gone from now on. If you want to be promoted, you have to fight for it.

What should I do if I have few military achievements and many brothers who want to be the iron-hat king?

Just trying to stand out.

The Fifth Prince no longer hides his incompetence, and the Seventh Prince no longer stays indifferent. They are all killing enemies, killing enemies, and when they have a little free time, they share their experiences and brainstorm to kill the enemies better.

But no matter how hard they racked their brains, the results were limited.

None of them would be as effective as if my eighth brother picked up a pen, wrote a new manifesto, and sent someone to read it out on the battlefield.

That guy is bad too.

From the fact that his ancestors had once been vassals of our own Emperor Taizu and cursed him, to the fact that Galdan forgot his ancestors and even joined forces with Tsarist Russia to plot against the Central Plains. They also said that our emperor personally led the army to force Galdan to death, and actually helped Tsewang Arabtan to avenge himself, so he was indebted to him.

As a result, he appeared obedient on the surface, but in reality he was hypocritical, mean and shameless. He even turned a blind eye to kindness and secretly coveted the Qing Dynasty, buying off spies on a large scale, and even stretched his claws to the third son-in-law and the Mongolian tribes...

Such ungratefulness is simply outrageous to both God and man.

Not only were his words sharp and foul, he was also afraid that the Dzungar people wouldn't understand him, so he specially arranged three versions: Manchu, Mongolian and Chinese.


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