The old fairy is back?

It's quite fast!

Li Chengqian remembered that when he was reading the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, his favorite character was Cheng Yaojin, who started his business by selling private salt. Even after traveling to the Tang Dynasty, he knew that the life experience of this old man was not as legendary as written in the novel, and it did not delay his love for Lao Cheng.

This is very good. If Lao Cheng knew about it, he would definitely not mind that I would write him into the book.

Seeing Li Chengqian smiling happily for a while, frowning and pondering for a while, Li Shimin gradually lost his patience: "Crown Prince, I ask you what I want, Cheng Zhijie rushed back from Wucheng at night, are you willing to go and pick him up?"

Li Chengqian instantly came back to his senses: "Ah, my son is willing to share the worries for his father. I will bring the ceremonial guard ten miles outside the city to welcome him tomorrow morning."

Although Li Laoer is a paper tiger in front of Queen Changsun, he is a real dragon in front of outsiders. Especially in front of several juniors, daring to confront him is definitely not just a confinement, and maybe he may have a discount on his legs.

Sure enough, the humble and polite Li Chengqian greatly satisfied His Majesty's vanity and nodded: "Well, it's good to go out of the city to welcome him. Don't take ceremonies or something. After all, knowing the rituals is a secret return, and it's not good to make a big fuss."

Hey, don’t you actually want to send me to the thunder?

Li Chengqian was slightly surprised. He thought that the old man deliberately wanted to cheat him, so he asked him to pick up Lao Cheng, but he didn't expect it to keep it a secret.

In this way, there will be more room for operation.

Li Chengqian thought with his arms around, but did not notice Changsun Chong. Cheng Chumo had been sent away by the old man. When he came to his senses, only he, the old man and Dugu Yanyun were left in the pavilion.

What's the situation?

The old man was going to kill his relatives for justice, and then he dug a hole to bury him, and he would die without seeing the body?

Li Chengqian was thinking divergently and tried hard to think about what would happen.

but…….

"Zhidui's power of thinking, what are you going to arrange?"

"What?"

Li Chengqian, who was planning how to escape, was a little overwhelmed.

Li Shimin said calmly and angrily: "Zhi Shisili has already sworn to be loyal to the Tang Dynasty, but you have been stamped with his body. I want to know how you plan to arrange him so that you will not tell me what to do."

To be honest, Li Shimin originally had great expectations for the retribution of Zhidao's power, but after listening to Dugu Yanyun's story, Comrade Li felt that Zhidao's power had been ruined.

It is useless to keep it, but it is a pity to abandon it. It is better to leave it to Li Chengqian as the prince's team as the original plan.

Li Chengqian didn't think so much. After hearing the old man's words, he felt that happiness came too suddenly. He rubbed his hands with a little embarrassedly: "Father, the wise and wise man, just, is this so obvious?"

Well, it's obvious?

It wasn't very obvious before.

But now I'm almost using a carving knife to carve it on my forehead to remind me.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengqian was so unwilling to look like he was, Li Shimin said disdainfully: "I remind you that although Zhihuo's power is quite brave, he has no talent as a general. He can stop at the general at most in his life. Have you thought about it?"

"Well, the general is actually not bad. The greatest role of Zhidui's power is to strengthen the connection with the grassland ministries. The son-in-law never expected him to go to war."

Li Chengqian was so excited that he was a little overwhelmed: "Also, according to the development speed of gunpowder weapons, no one can understand what changes will happen in the war model in ten or twenty years. Even a talented military general, if he does not keep up with the trend of the times and keeps pace with the times, he will be destined to be eliminated."

Maybe because he felt the stone stool was a little cold, Li Shimin stood up, with his hands behind his back, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "So, are you optimistic about your gunpowder?"

"No, I'm not optimistic about gunpowder, I'm optimistic about future development trends."

Li Chengqian, who was on the verge of his own words, did not notice that the old man was messing with his own words, and said to himself: "In the eyes of Erchen, gunpowder is just a starting point. As the research continues to deepen, its power will continue to increase.

For now, putting an iron projectile the size of a fingernail into a sufficiently strong iron pipe, relying on the thrust of the gunpowder explosion, can easily kill enemies of forty to fifty steps.

In the future, when the power of gunpowder is sufficient, a small finger-sized projectile can easily kill enemies two hundred steps away.

Importantly, the weight of the projectile is much lighter than the arrow, which means that soldiers can carry more gunpowder and projectiles at a time, and also means that they can kill more enemies.

Father, as weapons become more and more advanced and lethal, the sons can guarantee that the large corps will be destined to be eliminated in decades of battle.

Instead, small-scale, multi-point flowering strategies, lurking, infiltration, and beheading tactics will become the mainstream on the battlefield, destroying the enemy's supply line, dismantling the enemy's logistics, destroying the enemy's command center, and keeping the enemy's blood loss until it completely loses its combat effectiveness in the end."

The modern war model was a bit too early for the Tang Dynasty, but Li Chengqian still said everything he could say.

As for what cannot be said... airplanes, cannons, mushroom bullets, these are no longer premature issues for the Tang Dynasty, but Xia Chou Yu Bing, which cannot be understood at all, and even if it is said, it will be useless.

If Li Shimin suddenly wanted him to get one, he would not be able to find the grave even if he cried.

But even so, Comrade Li still felt extremely shocked. The Tang Dynasty was not without weapons that could kill enemies two hundred steps away. Ji Zhangnu could even kill enemies three hundred and forty steps away.

However, the production process of the Kezhang Crossbow is extremely complex and has very high requirements for raw materials. Compared with simple gunpowder, it is incomparable.

Yes, His Majesty the Emperor, who lacks systematic cognition, was fooled by Li Chengqian, who was so out of control that he did not consider the difficulty of making gunpowder weapons. He slapped the table with impulsiveness: "Very good, I hope to see what you said as soon as possible, work hard, my Thousand Mile Horse."

Li Chengqian: “…”

Wait, did the old man misunderstand something?

Li Chengqian, who had been too busy, finally realized the seriousness of the problem and rushed to catch up with Li Shimin who was about to leave: "Father, Father, wait, plus advanced firearms, it is not a matter of success. If you want to see the real thing, you still need to solve many difficulties..."

Li Shimin made a mistake again, just pretending that Li Chengqian was talking about resistance from certain forces in the court, and sneered and patted his shoulder: "You are my son. I want to see who dares to stop you from doing things, okay, that's it. I have something to deal with when I go back, so you can do your business."
Chapter completed!