Gao Hongzhi shook his head and said: "The Marquis of Yidu is looking at the present, but Mr. Huang is looking at the long term. The grudge in his heart has already arisen and will explode one day."

"Wu Sangui will rebel against the Manchu Qing Dynasty?" Ta Tianbao didn't believe it at all, shaking his big head, "He is now the same as Mu Ying of the Ming Dynasty, guarding Yunnan for the rest of his life, why would he rebel?"

At this time, Wu Sangui was at the peak of his life. After killing Emperor Yongli, he was promoted to a prince and took up residence in Yunnan. He governed Yunnan and Guizhou, established vassals and government offices, and held military and political power.

His son Wu Yingxiong married the eldest princess Heshuo Kechun, the fourteenth daughter of Huang Taiji, and became a powerful prince-in-law.

Gao Hongzhi smiled and said: "I also asked Mr. Huang this question before."

"What did Mr. Huang say?" Hao Yaoqi's eyes lit up, showing an expression of great interest.

Ta Tianbao also looked at Gao Hongzhi intently, waiting to hear the third prince's golden words.

"Mr. Huang said that Wu Sangui was not Muying, and the Qing Dynasty was not the Ming Dynasty."

Gao Hongzhi said with profound meaning: "Wu Sangui did not want to rebel, but the Qing court would force him to rebel sooner or later. If the tail is too big, it will be like a separatist regime. The greater the power, the faster the Qing court will cut down the vassals."

In fact, the mutual precaution and fear between the Qing court and Wu Sangui had already been demonstrated as early as the 18th year of Shunzhi.

However, under the promotion and unlimited favor given to Wu Sangui, he didn't notice much of it. Or if he did, he didn't dare to say anything.

That year, when Shunzhi collapsed, Wu Sangui led his army north from Yunnan to pay homage to Emperor Shunzhi.

Wu Sangui's people were still halfway through, and their vanguard troops had already arrived near Beijing. "The road was blocked by people and horses, and the residents were hiding."

If you are a loyal minister, you will definitely not be like this. It is just a filial piety, and a simple carriage is never enough. What are you afraid of?

Wu Sangui's actions immediately aroused the vigilance of the Qing court. For fear of unexpected changes, the auxiliary minister ordered Sangui not to go to Beijing, but to "set up a factory and hold a memorial ceremony" outside the capital.

So, Wu Sangui cried and worshiped in front of the Shunzhi spirit set up, completed the sacrificial activities stipulated in the etiquette, and then raised his troops and returned to Yunnan.

No one is at ease, everyone is on guard, and everyone is vigilant. This is the relationship between the Qing court and Wu Sangui, and it is also the irreconcilable contradiction between the imperial power and the small regime that supports its troops and respects itself.

The withdrawal of the vassal state is certain, the different endings just depend on the timing.

Kang Xiaosan can wait a few more years, wait until Wu Sangui kicks his legs, and wait until all his arrogant and powerful generals are old, then even a rebellion will not make waves.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Wu Sangui could raise more and stronger troops by plundering the wealth from Yunnan and Guizhou and the taxes from the Qing court. As the Eight Banners soldiers became increasingly corrupt and unfit to fight, he would take the initiative.

"Mr. Huang's judgment is very subtle. It is only a matter of time before the vassal is withdrawn. Wu Sangui will definitely rebel." Hao Yaoqi sneered: "Wu Ni is capricious. We should all have seen it."

Ta Tianbao nodded and said to Gao Hongzhi: "Shunzhi became a monk in Mount Wutai. Is it Mr. Huang who made it up?"

Gao Hongzhi pondered for a moment and said: "I don't know for sure, and I don't think it matters whether it's true or not."

Whether Shunzhi became a monk or died of smallpox is one of the top ten unsolved cases in the Qing Dynasty. Even Huang Li didn't know whether it was true or not.

This rumor was released just to prove that the third prince might really be in the capital, or that he had eyes and ears in the capital that could contact the upper echelons of the Qing court.

Moreover, this will not be the first rumor that puzzles or surprises the Qing court. Huang Li has other predictions that will be gradually released, causing trouble for the Qing court and making high-level officials including Kangxi and Xiaozhuang suspicious.

"Mr. Huang is very good at making up stories." Hao Yaoqi said with a smile: "Let's just listen to it for entertainment and entertainment. There is no need to investigate whether it is true or false."

Ta Tianbao chuckled and said, "I'm curious, I'm just curious."

Hao Yaoqi was also curious, but he kept it to himself without saying anything.

In his opinion, everything the third prince does has a profound meaning, including spreading rumors. Although you don't understand it now, it is because you are stupid and have a weak brain. But sooner or later you will figure it out and understand.

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In fact, the brain circuits of later generations and the richness and variety of theoretical knowledge were difficult for ancient people to understand and imagine.

For example, valuing life, not only your own, but also those of innocent people, is often regarded as benevolent, even a woman's kindness.

Another example is the inventions and creations made. Because the ancients had never studied physics and chemistry, they were often unbelievable and even labeled as ghosts, gods and other feudal superstitions.

Huang Li returned to Xingshan and plunged into the development and improvement of new weapons. The effect was immediate because he had already done the theoretical deductions and calculations on paper.

By increasing or decreasing the proportions of saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal, he first developed explosives and propellants, as well as slow-burning fuses.

He improved the rocket samples produced by the craftsmen, replaced them with propellants, and used bamboo tubes in order to speed up manufacturing.

The bamboo tube rocket is divided into three parts. The front end is filled with kerosene, the middle can explode, and the tail is equipped with propellant. Its main performance is arson. After the rocket flies out for a period of time, the explosion ignites the kerosene.

To put it bluntly, it is just a large-scale flying monkey, but it is filled with some kerosene.

Now, the new rocket, which is one meter and a half long, is lying quietly on the launcher. The launcher is composed of a bamboo tube thicker than the rocket, plus front and rear support frames.

The elevation angle of the launcher can be adjusted, but it only gives the rocket a wide flight direction, but the accuracy is really difficult to control.

"If I hadn't been gifted with skills, God knows where the rocket could have shot. Even if the approximate range could be determined, the error would still be twenty to thirty meters, or even greater."

Huang Li turned left and right around the launcher, squinting his eyes from time to time to look at the target area in the distance, and constantly adjusting the attitude of the launcher, its elevation, or moving forward and backward.

Finally, he let out a long breath, retreated to the nearby mound, and waved his hand to order Li Yue to light the long fuse.

Li Yue was like a child setting off firecrackers, lighting the fuse with a torch, and running up to Huang Li with a smile, looking expectantly.

The fuse was submerged into the tail of the rocket, and white smoke came out, and then flames spurted out. The high-temperature and high-pressure gas pushed the rocket to fly out of the big bamboo tube and shoot away into the distance.

The rocket followed a graceful arc and even changed its trajectory in the air, leaving white smoke similar to an airplane's cable before hitting the target area accurately.

After a while, the rocket exploded and turned into a ball of fire, igniting dozens of straw men in the target area. The flames rose with an alarming momentum.
Chapter completed!