Chen Ping still has a lot of affection for the land that has raised him for many years, especially Huating Academy and Jiangxia Academy. His current achievements are inseparable from the teachings he received in these two academies.
Although it seems now that the words of etiquette, justice and integrity that I learned in the past are of little use.
But Chen Ping knew that no one who could make a name for himself in the imperial examination was a student.
If you are really a nerd who accepts death, how can you break out of the thousands of troops and cross the single-plank bridge?
What's more, the academy does not only teach the Four Books and Five Classics. If you don't read other miscellaneous books and travel together, how can you understand the life principles of the sages in the books?
Moreover, in addition to these literary arts, there are also martial arts to be learned in academies, such as archery and chastity among the six arts of the gentleman.
Chen Ping's horse riding skills were learned in the academy, but he was barely good enough to ride without falling off the horse easily, and he was far from being proficient in horse arching.
"Dean, the students are here again."
Although they had not seen each other for only a few months, Chen Ping could feel that Dean Cheng was getting older. Perhaps it was because taking care of the many scholars in the academy was too energy-consuming.
When Dean Cheng saw Chen Ping, his face was filled with joy, followed by deep worry.
He saw the officials of Qianzhou and a group of gentry following Chen Ping, and roughly knew Chen Ping's intention of coming to Qianzhou, so he looked at Chen Ping meaningfully.
"Let's take care of the guests first."
After hearing Dean Cheng's words, Chen Ping turned around and led everyone to find a secluded guest room, and then started talking.
The content of the conversation was actually nothing. It was simply that Chen Ping hoped that these gentry selected by Yang Qian would support him in wiping out the White Lotus bandits. In exchange for benefits, he would also report them to the court after the successful suppression of the bandits. Take these people with you.
In the future, if any of their children become officials in the court, Chen Ping will also show some interest, that is, he will take care of one or two of them in the court.
The so-called support for him means that if you have money, you will provide people. In short, when it comes to suppressing thieves, he, Chen Ping, wants to speak out in Qianzhou.
Theoretically speaking, he already has this power, but theory is theory and reality is reality.
Not to mention places like Jingzhou, Daozhou, and Zhongzhou, even in his hometown of Qianzhou, without the help of these local snakes, it would be difficult to do anything.
These people have been entrenched in the place for many years and have become deeply entrenched. There is no way to solve it in a short time. Even the emperor cannot extend the tentacles of power deep into the place, let alone a deputy envoy from the southwest.
This is what it was said in ancient times that imperial power should not go to the countryside.
Chen Ping is not a reckless man, and he will not do unwise things like hitting an egg with a stone. Of course, he will not be reduced to collaborating with some evil gentry.
The gentry recruited by Yang Qian were basically enlightened gentry who were well-known in the local area, passed down their poems and calligraphy, and were respected by the government and the people.
Dealing with such people is much easier than dealing with those wealthy landowners who are ignorant and ignorant of the general trend. Chen Ping explained the current situation in Dayu in just a few words.
After hearing the conditions and returns given by Chen Ping, a group of enlightened gentry in Jingzhou weighed the pros and cons and finally chose to invest.
That’s right, it’s investment.
They voted for Chen Ping, and they voted to give up some benefits now in exchange for future safety and security.
But the most important thing is that Chen Ping's ability has been recognized by these people.
After all, there has never been a Wenquxing who reached the rank of Liuyuan in the history of Dayu, and Chen Ping is not a person who became famous and then fell into silence quickly.
He was a junior who had just entered the officialdom, but he was able to get along well in the turbulent capital, so that within a few months of entering the officialdom, he was at the forefront of the court, keeping pace with the Dukes.
Not to mention anything else, figures like Chen Ping are enough to make people have the urge to invest.
Things went very smoothly. After saying goodbye to all the "shareholders", Chen Ping came to Dean Cheng's study.
"Dean."
"Chen Ping, I heard that the Southwest Recruitment Envoy is Mr. Lu. After many twists and turns, you actually worked with Mr. Lu. What a fate!"
Dean Cheng recalled the past with emotion.
Hearing this, Chen Ping also nodded in agreement. He didn't expect what he would do to recruit deputy envoys to the southwest, nor did he expect that his superior officer would be Lu Wei.
"The national situation is difficult, and His Majesty has entrusted you with the important task of suppressing bandits. He must value you very much. However, now that the country is in turmoil due to internal and external troubles, do you have any good strategies?"
"The dean said that students also have concerns in their hearts. It has been nearly 200 years since the founding of the country, and there have been many disadvantages for a long time. Now that the situation is so unfavorable, I am afraid that a great chaos is coming."
Dean Cheng's eyes shone after hearing this, he stared at Chen Ping and said, "Did you know that heroes emerge from troubled times?"
Chen Ping's eyes flickered for a few times and he said respectfully: "Isn't that what it is? Chaos may not develop into chaos. Although the great reputation has accumulated shortcomings, the students think that it is not yet terminally ill and the oil is exhausted."
"Oh? So, do you think there is a chance for Dayu to revive?"
How can Chen Ping predict the future, and even if Dayu really has a chance to revive, he may not be able to intervene.
"Maybe there is, maybe there is not. Students don't dare to speculate about the future, but they do their best."
Chen Ping said calmly: "I dare not forget about my country even though I am humble. Master Ye and the dean taught the students and have always kept it in mind. They only hope that the people in the world can live and work in peace and contentment. Even if they work hard, they will have no regrets."
This is Chen Ping's true words. In later generations, he didn't feel that life was so beautiful, and even often complained. But after coming to Dayu, he suddenly realized that he could have enough food every time and eat meat whenever he wanted.
How happy it is to eat meat and live a stable life without worrying about the threat of war.
Especially after embarking on the road to the imperial examination and reading various sages' books, this feeling was clarified and summarized, and became a simple belief that pointed directly to the road of sainthood.
That is to put thousands of people first, enrich the people and strengthen the country!
Dayu, this dynasty in the Southern Song Dynasty should not continue to repeat the same mistakes and follow the old path of the world's general trend that must be divided for a long time and must be combined for a long time. It should jump out of the original track and broaden its narrow vision of the "world".
Nanyang, the New World, these places should all be part of the Central Plains Dynasty. Instead of staging dramas of troubled times, governance, prosperous times, and troubled times on the land of China, in addition to adding to the tragic history, it will only make the country more miserable.
The land of China is stuck in its ways and is constantly being chased by outsiders, so that it is passively beaten.
Peace in the world, living and working in peace and contentment, this is the cornerstone for achieving all lofty goals!
"Even though I am humble, I dare not forget about my country... Good! If you have such great ambitions, Brother Ye will surely feel gratified if you know the truth."
When Dean Cheng suddenly heard these words, his body trembled and he looked at Chen Ping solemnly.
I thought that Chen Ping was just a child prodigy from a humble background, who would be quickly assimilated after entering the officialdom, and eventually disappear from the rest of the world.
However, now, Chen Ping emerged from the mud and expressed his true feelings in front of him.
If it were someone else, he might give a few words of comfort and not take it to heart. After all, ambitious ambitions require matching abilities, otherwise it would be just nonsense.
But Chen Ping is different. Dean Cheng knows that Chen Ping definitely has this ability.
Dean Cheng was overjoyed when he thought that Chen Ping would use his power in the turbulent Dayu Dynasty.
God praises the talented people!
The next day.
Mountain birds are chirping, the autumn wind is blowing gently, and fallen leaves are falling on the academy. Autumn has arrived in Qianzhou in the south.
"Dean, the students have taken the first step. Time is tight, so don't be surprised."
"Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. You should have the world in your eyes, not this academy."
Chen Ping bowed deeply, stopped to look at the quiet academy, and turned to leave. I don’t know when we will see each other again!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.
Don't look at the current scenery, but the danger of suppressing thieves, the danger of the capital, and the danger of the world are not forcing him to move forward at all times, and he even has no time to stop and feel for a moment.
"The setting sun sets on the vast mountain road, and the autumn wind sweeps the leaves around my shoulders. If we meet again one day, it will be like being drunk in Huaqing Pool."
With a farewell poem in his mouth, Chen Ping's figure gradually disappeared on the mountain road.
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Zhengxing Mansion, when Chen Ping came to He Qingxuan's "scientific research base" again, he couldn't help but sigh.
"I just said that senior brother is a talent in this area, and it is as expected!"
Although it has only been a few months, the changes in this place are not small. From the original research on the formula of gunpowder, to now the production of gunpowder has formed an assembly line, not to mention the dozen or so old craftsmen who are divided into several groups to study.
What.
"Master Zhao, have you made good progress during this time?"
Zhao Wenhe looked at Chen Ping's elegant demeanor and kept nodding: "No matter how good I am, I can't compare with you. The recruitment of deputy envoys to the southwest is not bad, and I will be promoted after the White Lotus thief is defeated!"
Chen Ping pushed and said: "It's not that easy to suppress thieves. You know it, sir. I'm just a scholar. If you ask me to suppress thieves, wouldn't that make things difficult for me?"
Zhao Wenhe burst out laughing when he heard this, pointed at Chen Ping and shook his head: "I don't even have the virtue of a sixth-level person. Forget it, let's go find your senior brother He. He has been obsessed with it recently. He is so obsessed with you.
, it seems that the imperial examination is out of the question."
As soon as he heard what Zhao Wenhe said, Chen Ping immediately became interested. After looking around for a while, he strode towards He Qingxuan.
To know that he could take time out to come to Qianzhou while chasing the White Lotus bandits, in addition to recruiting soldiers in Qianzhou to supplement his manpower, the most important thing is to see how far the production of muskets has progressed.
After all, firearms appeared during the Southern Song Dynasty, and the prototype of the musket, the musket, was also invented at this time.
Therefore, in theory, there is no problem for He Qingxuan to develop muskets, not to mention that he also provided He Qingxuan with a lot of technical support and financial support.
The only thing that needs to be worried is that the musket Chen Ping wants is not the original version of the musket, nor the second and third versions. What he wants is a relatively mature matchlock gun that can be mass-produced.
In Chen Ping's opinion, this is not a big difference or difficult, but everything is difficult at the beginning. For He Qingxuan, who is starting from scratch, it is by no means that simple.
So Chen Ping was even mentally prepared to return without success, until he patted He Qingxuan on the shoulder, and the response he got was...
"Don't bother, we are about to reach the critical step!"
When Chen Ping heard this, he became excited instantly and leaned his head over to take a closer look at what was the key step.
When he saw several old blacksmiths carefully studying how to make the fine parts of the musket using animal power or water power, Chen Ping was stunned.
Damn it! Have you learned so quickly? You are self-taught!
Chen Ping was a little confused, why did he study industrial manufacturing of parts? Couldn’t these old blacksmiths make it?
"Hey, get out of the way... Huh? Chen Ping, why are you back again?"
He Qingxuan wanted to push away the head that popped out of nowhere, but suddenly he became excited when he saw Chen Ping's face.
Chen Ping just smiled and said nothing. The last time he came here, He Qingxuan was so focused on this that he even ignored what was going on outside the window. He was working harder than when he was in school.
He didn't waste any time explaining it to He Qingxuan, so as not to worry He Qingxuan.
"By the way, come and see this. The problem with this thing now is that it takes a lot of effort to forge. The old blacksmith can only make five or six sets a day, and the better ones can only make seven or eight sets."
"We are thinking about how to borrow power from water trucks, but the problem is..."
He Qingxuan dragged Chen Ping and started talking about a bunch of professional terminology. It might not be professional, but in Chen Ping's ears, it was no different from the Bible.
He quickly waved his hand to signal He Qingxuan to stop, and then asked if the finished product had been made since the production volume issue had been taken into consideration.
"Hey! I knew you wanted to see it, come on, I'll show you!"
When he talked about this, He Qingxuan's face was full of pride, and the fatigue on his face disappeared. He took Chen Ping to a room and carefully brought up a long strip-like object wrapped in oilcloth.
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Chen Ping took it and felt the heavy weight in his hand, and he couldn't help but smile.
He Qingxuan also laughed. This was the result of the two of them. Chen Ping provided theory, technology and financial support, and He Qingxuan also found something he was interested in and started fighting for it.
This thing is the result of more than a year of hard work!
"Wow!"
Uncovering the oilcloth layer by layer, Chen Ping touched the slightly rough and crude gun and played with it up and down. Although it was not the same as what he remembered, there seemed to be some differences, but Chen Ping was already very satisfied.
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No, I should say he was surprised!
"It's really, really done!"
Touching everything about this musket, including the barrel, trigger, match rope, rod, projectiles, etc., Chen Ping seemed to be able to see that the troops of the Dayu Dynasty appeared in Bei Liao in full swing with these muskets.
With the presence of muskets, the iron armor that Bei Liao relies on will become useless, because their heavy armor can withstand swords, guns, bows and arrows, and can even barely resist Tie Guduo, but it cannot withstand muskets.
If it can withstand it, it means the power is not strong enough and the gunpowder is insufficient.
"Don't you want to try?" He Qingxuan saw the joy on Chen Ping's face and encouraged him with a smile.
Just do it, holding the most advanced weapon in the world at this time, no man can resist the temptation to use it, and the same goes for Chen Ping.
"Bah, bah, bah, bah!"
Pour in the gunpowder, fill in the lead shot, light the match, and aim at the target.
Finally, pull the trigger!
When the hammer carrying the match rope hits the medicine chamber, the ignition powder is ignited by the match rope, and then burns quickly, and then spreads into the gun chamber, igniting the gunpowder in the gun chamber.
The granular gunpowder releases huge energy and spurts out along the barrel of the gun, ejecting the lead shot.
As the smoke in front of him dissipated, Chen Ping was so excited that he could not calm down for a long time.
This was the first shot he fired in Dayu, and it was also the first shot fired in this world!