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Chapter 172: Poor Daming!

When we returned to the East Palace, it was getting late.

After Zhu Jianji had eaten, he walked into the study and saw three beautiful shadows, and he screamed in his heart.

Red sleeves add fragrance to the rhythm of reading at night.

He said to the three women kneeling on the ground, "What's your name?"

The three maids are all fifteen or sixteen years old.

According to her son's preference for the maids of the East Palace in the early years, Empress Hang chose women with big breasts and curvy buttocks. None of them had a bamboo body, and all had a pair of plump and long legs.

The facial features are pretty easy to distinguish.

Liu Qi has an oval face, Li Qin has an internet celebrity face, and Zhou Qing has an oval face.

After asking about their life experiences, they all came from lower-class Beijing officials.

Zhu Jianji asked them to go outside and stay outside after polishing their ink.

Lay out the rice paper, pick up the ruler and start drawing the design of the mortar.

Zhu Jianji doesn't understand this stuff.

But its principle can be understood after a little thought: there is a firing pin at the bottom of the barrel. After impacting the tail of the cannonball, it ignites the gunpowder in the tail and explodes to provide power. The cannonball falls from a high altitude, the warhead hits the ground, ignites the gunpowder in the body of the projectile, and the body of the projectile explodes.

Flying debris causes damage.

The principle is this.

The key is the test of gunpowder technology. If the performance of gunpowder is not improved to a corresponding height, it will be difficult to provide the power required for long-distance flight, and the power of the explosion will be very small.

Black powder can fully meet this demand.

I drew the mortar barrel and added a force-relieving base. I guess it had a rough shape. Zhu Jianji didn't need to think too much. Anyway, he left it to Shi Xin to develop in detail. He just had to provide ideas and principles himself, and Shi Xin would add it.

optimization.

It's still early, so I'm thinking that now that spring steel and alloys are available, can the Desert Eagle be put on the agenda?

I drew another pistol.

This is simple, and the principle is similar to that of the Migne rifle.

Now that I have all the pistols...

Can we also get machine guns?

If you think of it, do it.

Regarding machine guns, Zhu Jianji also had a blind spot in his knowledge. The earliest machine guns in his impression were mounted between the left and right wheels, which was inconvenient to carry.

Need to improve it.

For example, the wheels and base are optimized to be portable and can be assembled and disassembled at any time.

As for the principle, the difficulty of the problem lies in the automatic loading and ejection of the cartridge case. Now that the spring steel has been solved, various ideas can be put forward based on this principle to see which one can be realized.

There is another question.

barrel!

Because the machine gun pours bullets crazily, the craftsmanship requirements for the barrel are higher.

I don’t know if the current steel pipes can support it.

If it cannot support it, we still need to continue to improve the steelmaking process.

OK.

I'm only fifteen years old, so I have plenty of time.

After much fussing, I finally drew the design drawings of several machine guns.

Zhu Jianji was excited.

Can't sleep.

Simply...get artillery!

Anyway, the Ming Dynasty has mastered the principles of artillery. What high-end artillery requires is the improvement of technology. He proposes a design himself and lets the weapons supervisor improve the technology based on the design to meet the needs.

These are not problems.

The problem is no money!

To get these things, if you don't have millions of taels of funds to invest, there is no need to expect.

Moreover, the ordnance supervisor is short of manpower.

Zhu Jianji was so worried after toiling away until midnight.

Where to get money?

At this moment, he missed the remnants of Jianwen and Baozong very much. It was great to have them here. If they came to Fujian several times to quell the rebellion, everything would be solved.

One bite won't make you fat.

Zhu Jianji organized the design drawings to be sent to the Ordnance Supervision.

Stretched and prepared to go to bed, "Dai Yi——"

Well.

Now Dai Yi is no longer responsible for his sleeping arrangements. Liu Qi, Zhou Qing, and Li Qin are responsible for it.

Back in the dormitory, three women waited on Zhu Jianji to wash his face. Liu Qi blushed and said, "Your Highness, aren't you going to take a bath?"

They are also responsible for rubbing His Highness's back and other matters.

Zhu Jianji rolled his eyes angrily, "I won't wash it!"

I was going to wash it.

Finally, the three of you came.

Don't dare to wash.

I'm afraid that when I take a shower, I'll be touched by your delicate and soft hands for a while, and then my blood will boil and I can't stand it anymore, so I'll do it to you one by one.

It was fun for a while, but it was a waste of a lifetime.

When I was five years old, I dared to let the palace maid sleep with me because I was powerless and not worried.

How dare you let a palace maid sleep with you now?

It’s not that he is pretending, Zhu Jianji really feels that his body still needs to develop.

After sending Liu Qi, Zhou Qing and Li Qin to have a rest respectively, Zhu Jianji woke up until dawn. When he opened his eyes, it was already three o'clock in the morning. After getting up, he wanted Bai Qingzhi to send the design drawings to the Ordnance Supervisor. Then he didn't bother to wash up and took Dai Yi with him. Go straight to Dongnuang Pavilion.

Today's Umrah meeting.

Ask the Ministry of Industry for steel, the Ministry of War for people, and Lao Zhu for money!

The East Palace Young Army must develop quickly.

After checking into the Qianqing Palace, only Lao Zhu was in a daze looking at the Zhang Zhe sent back from Fujian. Zhu Jianji asked where Qiqing was, and Zhu Qiyu said angrily: "You bastard, can you have some snacks? I originally planned to wait for you." You got the Zen position after your wedding. It turns out that you are lucky. I have served the country for five years. The number of times I have been to Qianqing Hall and Fengtian Hall... I can count them all for you on one hand. Are you looking for Qiqing at this time? I will go back early. Went home for dinner."

Then he asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Jianji shrugged and expressed his disdain, "Lao Zhu, don't be lazy. I am very comfortable being the prince. You each have to bear the burden. When you cripple the civil service group, you can think about the Zen position."

He walked up to Zhu Qiyu and stretched out his hand: "Give me money!"

Zhu Qiyu didn't even think about it, "No!"

Zhu Jianji chuckled and said: "Don't pretend to be poor, who are we father and son? Who can you deceive? The imperial court went to the West twice. Although they didn't go far, there were seven of the thirty treasure ships. You used me to give them to you." Your one million was used as capital to operate the business. Seven treasure ships were fully loaded with goods and sailed to the Western Ocean twice, making hundreds of thousands of taels. Will the inner shipping warehouse have no money? "

Zhu Qiyu rolled his eyes, "There are thousands of people in the Forbidden City, and they don't need any money, so are they working in vain?"

"The treasury will allocate it to you!"

“I just don’t have any money anyway!”

"If you don't have money, I'll go to the Queen Mother and the Imperial Grandmother to get it, okay?"

"How dare you, bastard!"

Zhu Qiyu was really afraid that Zhu Jianji would go to Queen Hang and Queen Mother Wu to ask for money, so he said angrily: "How much do you want? What are you going to do? Are you going to go to the weapons inspection again?"

Zhu Jianji walked to the edge of the cave and sat down, and said to Xing'an: "I told the supervisor that I will have dinner with your majesty today."

After Xing'an left, Zhu Jianji said: "Lao Zhu, don't be vain. Don't worry. After I finish this matter, you won't have to compete with civilian officials for military power. With my young army here, you can figure it out in a minute." I can’t even speak in a civilized manner.”

Zhu Qiyu had no choice but to ask, "How much does it cost?"

Zhu Jianji stretched out his finger and said, "Five hundred thousand!"

Zhu Qiyu took a breath of cold air.

Where can I get half a million for you?

Zhu Jianji saw that Zhu Qiyu was silent and looked embarrassed, and knew that he might really want to be simple. Lao Zhu really had a lot of money to spend, but he had no choice. Ming Dynasty was really too poor.

The royal family has no money.

The treasury has no money.

People have no money.

But the nobles and nobles were extremely rich.

Therefore, if you want to make a quick buck, you have to start with the nobles and powerful people - this is the same as attacking the civil servant group, and you just have to do it together, and then wait for the young army to expand.

The top priority is to first increase the combat effectiveness of the young army.

He smiled and said: "Let's talk about the money. Let's eat first. I have tied up my hair. Now you can drink. Let's go, drink and drink!"

Zhu Qiyu looked depressed.

Zhu Jianji was puzzled, "What else is there to worry about?"

Zhu Qiyu said: "From the chapter in Fujian, Yu Qian said that we made a lot of money from our two voyages to the West, but we have been severely cracking down on overseas smuggling. Now the people on the coast are extremely angry and there is a tendency for unrest."

Zhu Jianji was silent, "Why are the people upset? I think it's because the nobles were severely cracked down on overseas smuggling and they were jealous of us making money, so they incited the people to cause trouble."

After a pause, he said, "This is a good opportunity. You can wait for a while. When the commotion along the coast becomes big, arrest a group of people and impose heavy fines, and take the opportunity to launch a policy of banning the sea. The interest groups will either choose to kill people or open the sea."

Zhu Qiyu nodded, "I think so too."

Official smuggling may no longer be possible.

The sea ban must be lifted.

Then taxes are collected to increase treasury revenue.

How did he know...

Zhu Qiyu wanted to do something big and make enough money at once before the sea ban was imposed!

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