After Zhu Ying returned to the yard, she did not go to sleep immediately.

He doesn't have the habit of going to bed early, and usually goes to bed around 11pm.

In the study, Ye Yueqing stayed with Zhu Ying and polished her.

Zhu Ying painted on paper.

After a while, Zhu Ying asked awkwardly: "Why, can you understand?"

Ye Yueqing looked at the black thing on the screen and couldn't help but said with some shame:

"My boss, Yue Qing is too stupid to understand the meaning of this."

Zhu Ying looked back at the picture. Although he knew that his talent in painting was bad, he had never thought of drawing such a thing...

"I call this object a lathe. It is used to process matchlocks just like the carpenters in the War Bureau process arrows."

"Look at this place, it is like a firebox used by a blacksmith to provide strength, and then drive the wooden pillar in the middle to continuously rotate."

"The barrel used in the matchlock gun needs to fit well before the bullets can be used. In this way, accuracy is provided to ensure that each bullet is the same size and the size of the barrel is also the same."

"The matchlocks and ammunition produced in large quantities in this way can all be used universally."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Ying looked at Ye Yueqing who was still thinking and asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Ye Yueqing nodded slightly and said, "Yue Qing understands."

"Do you really understand?" Zhu Ying didn't believe it. He felt that he didn't explain clearly, so maybe he was fooled.

"I really understand." Ye Yueqing nodded seriously and replied.

"Okay, just use the lathe in your mind and draw it on paper." Zhu Ying handed over the brush and said.

Ye Yueqing did not hesitate, took the brush and started painting on the paper, while Zhu Ying watched from the side.

In just a few dozen breaths, Zhu Ying looked at the lathe pattern that had been formed on the paper and was speechless.

It’s true that comparing people to each other will lead to death, and comparing goods to goods will lead to throwing away things.

Compared with the lathe painted by Ye Yueqing, it is almost lifelike. Even with such a fast hand speed, the painting is extremely detailed.

I feel that if it wasn't for quick expression, maybe Ye Yueqing would have painted some carvings on the lathe.

However, Zhu Ying was thick-skinned and looked at it nonchalantly and pointed out a few mistakes.

After asking Ye Yueqing to redraw it, Zhu Ying coughed lightly and then said: "Tomorrow I will send an order to the Jinyiwei. You take this painting and go to the Gunpowder Department to explain it to the carpenters who have been transferred there."

"Including their uses, let them build these lathes quickly, and then learn to strengthen them."

Seeing Ye Yueqing's strong understanding ability, Zhu Ying was too lazy to do it himself, so he made a mistake and handed over the matchlock gun matter to Ye Yue directly.

"Okay boss." Ye Yueqing smiled and nodded.

"That's it for today, go to sleep."

Zhu Ying was speechless and turned around to go back to his room.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yueqing smiled stiffly and looked regretful. She shouldn't have laughed just now.

"My boss probably won't take it to heart."

While packing up the desk, Ye Yueqing thought in her mind.

Zhu Ying entered the room, took off his robe, and prepared to go to bed to sleep. However, when he entered the bedroom, he saw someone on his bed.

The person on the bed could only face Zhu Ying with his back to her. Xia Tian's cup was very thin and thin, and her beautiful curves could be seen. Her long black hair made her gender clear.

Maybe he noticed someone coming in, and the person on the bed turned around.

Zhu Ying looked and saw that it was Zhao Xiangxi.

"Who let you in?" Zhu Ying asked with a frown.

Zhu Ying's tone was scolding, which made Zhao Xiangxi tremble all over and quickly got out of the quilt.

When he came out, Zhao Xiangxi's entire body was completely exposed. He was only covered with a piece of gauze. The scenery inside was looming. Coupled with the dim light, the blush on his face and a charming aura spread.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that his blood would have been boiling for a long time. However, Zhu Ying who came from later generations was actually not much better.

Zhao Xiangxi is really good-looking, otherwise she would have almost blurted out the words "change a new batch".

No matter what you do, oral pleasure will be the first.

The real Zhu Ying, when she saw such a scene with her own eyes, still felt a little hot after all, and thousands of thoughts suddenly flashed through her mind.

"My boss, I just want to come over and help warm the bed." Seeing that her boss didn't speak, Zhao Xiangxi became a little unconfident and regretted that she had acted a little hastily.

Too early, too fast.

A person like my boss has tasted so many women for a long time, would he think of himself as a frivolous woman?

Zhu Ying, who was a little shocked and had wild thoughts, was awakened by Zhao Xiangxi's voice.

Zhu Ying, who had a dry mouth and tongue, felt a little anxious in her heart.

But in the end, he held it back and said calmly: "Get dressed and don't do this next time."

"Yes, boss."

Zhao Xiangxi did not dare to say more. Currently, his identity was just that of a maid. It would be a big taboo if this was spread out.

Even if she is a maid in the same room, she is just a foil. When the lady cannot bear it, she has no right to act alone.

This time, Zhao Xiangxi acted in such a risky manner because he wanted to take advantage of the fact that his status was still undecided, kill him first and then report him later, so as to pave the way for some things in the future.

She knew in her heart that her boss must know that she was the real Princess of Korea, and Ye Yueqing was just a subordinate. This concept was completely different.

But tonight, she could no longer succeed.

After Zhao Xiangxi left, Zhu Ying closed the door but did not lock it.

Lying on the bed, you can still smell the faint aroma.

'It would be great if Ye Yueqing was so sensible.'

'Why bother pretending to be a gentleman? How big a difference does it have.'

With a slight sigh, Zhu Ying tossed and turned. This long night was really difficult.

Early the next morning, Zhu Ying woke up from her daze.

"My boss, Duke Liang has been here for a long time."

As soon as he opened his eyes, Ye Yueqing's voice came from his ears. When he looked outside, it was already bright outside.

Zhu Ying then remembered that when she fell asleep last night, she probably heard the crowing of roosters.

After getting up and changing clothes, Ye Yueqing had already arranged for washing water, and then combed and tied Zhu Ying's hair.

In the yard, Lan Yu sat leisurely, without any impatience, waiting patiently.

When he saw Zhu Ying coming out of the back room, he stood up.

Although in terms of seniority, Lan Yu belongs to Zhu Ying's elder, but in fact, as the emperor's eldest grandson, the concept is completely different.

The emperor's direct descendants have a higher priority than seniority. Even the uncles of the vassal king cannot be trusted when they see Zhu Ying.

"Uncle, you've been waiting for a long time." Zhu Ying said with a smile.

After Lan Yu's eyes turned around Ye Yueqing and Zhu Ying, there was a clear "I understand" on her face.

Zhu Ying didn't bother to explain her intriguing smile when she saw it.

"A certain person came here today to deliver good news to His Highness. A few days ago, His Majesty told me to find 5,000 men to serve as His Highness's bodyguards. A certain person transferred 4,000 elite troops from the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion."

"Then we mobilized a thousand elite soldiers to the right guard of the Twelve Guards Army. They are all in place today and are waiting for His Highness to inspect them."

Lan Yu said directly.

At this point, Lan Yu had already arrived in the early morning. Before Ye Yueqing had time to go to Lan Mansion, Lan Yu came over by herself.

"That's quite good news."

Zhu Ying's eyes lit up. The old man came to her place yesterday and talked about so many things, but he didn't even mention this matter.

This is military power.

Five thousand people may not seem like a lot, but it depends on where it is. This is the capital, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and the concept is completely different.

Zhu Ying originally thought that she might have to wait until she entered the palace to gain access to military power, but she didn't expect that the old man would act so quickly.

It is not that he has never led troops, but the most he has ever done is only a thousand cavalry.

After all, Zhu Ying has always been mainly engaged in commercial activities. He only led troops to fight when he was accumulating original capital. After he started to improve, he rarely participated.

It is not difficult to tell from Lan Yu's words that these five thousand people must be the elite among the elite, otherwise Lan Yu would not have selected them personally.

"Your Highness, the commander of the right guard of the government army is someone's eldest brother." After a slight hesitation, Lan Yu added in order to avoid misunderstanding.

"Uncle?" Zhu Ying asked slightly confused.

In ancient times, titles like eldest brother were used, especially in the wild and ruthless military circles. Zhu Ying meant to ask if he was his eldest brother.

Zhu Ying is not very clear about some of her relationships, especially her family's influence at the moment. Lan Yu understands it because she has been paying attention to her, and the others are more vague.
To be continued...