Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

After Gu Dayong came back with three kilograms of fire salt, Xia Yuan mixed the fire salt into the half-separated gunpowder.

Then he picked up the bamboo and compared it roughly, cut off five bamboo sections with a hatchet, sealed the bottom with yellow mud, drilled a small hole in it, and then started filling it with gunpowder.

This link was boring and tedious. After working for most of the day, a super firecracker came into being.

It's very big and heavy. The entire firecracker is about the same size and thickness as a large hookah pipe, or even a little thicker.

If this thing explodes, someone will be killed, right?

Xia Yuan felt a little unsure, so he lengthened the lead a lot, and then he felt a little safer.

Zhu Houzhao knocked on the bamboo joint with his finger, "Master, such a big firecracker should be very powerful, right?"

"Anyway, it will definitely be more powerful than the firecrackers you made before."

"That's for sure. I've used at most one whip's worth of gunpowder before, and there's ten kilograms of gunpowder in it."

As he spoke, Zhu Houzhao changed the subject and said with some concern: "But we are using gunpowder from fireworks, and we have added so much more saltpeter, and Master, you have also added weird things into it. Can this firecracker really explode?"

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"It's unnecessary for you to worry. If you can't blow me up, you can blow me up later."

"Also, that's not something weird. I told you it's my secret recipe."

Xia Yuan's secret recipe is very simple, just two words: white sugar.

One sulfur, two nitrates, three charcoal, plus white sugar.

This white sugar can increase the power of gunpowder several times.

Of course, it’s not surprising that Zhu Houzhao didn’t recognize that it was white sugar. After all, the Ming Dynasty has not yet developed the process of making white sugar. Some of the white sugar on the market is imported from Fanbang, and it is not white at all. It is not so much white sugar as it is white sugar.

It's better to say it's brown sugar.

But during the Jiajing period, real white sugar, as white as snow, would appear in the Ming Dynasty.

As for the white sugar used by Xia Yuan, he made it himself. The process is very simple and can be solved by decolorizing it with yellow mud water.

The price for adding sugar to the gunpowder was that Zhao Yuerong hugged the sugar jar and looked distressed.

Xia Yuan walked over and said, "Okay, my husband will cook something for you tomorrow, lots of it."

"But I used so much." Zhao Yuerong held the sugar jar in his arms and took a look inside. He felt heartbroken again because so much sugar was gone.

"Stop holding your jar and looking at it. Let's go for a walk. My husband will take you to set off the firecrackers. Let's set off the firecrackers."

"Master, where are we going to set off firecrackers? We can't set off such big firecrackers here, right?"

"You definitely can't find an empty and remote place here."

At this time of year, there were gatherings everywhere in the capital, and people were coming and going. It was absolutely difficult to find an empty, remote place in the capital with no people around, so Zhu Houzhao slapped his forehead and led everyone there in a jumble.

A temple.

It's just that this temple is different from other temples. It's deserted, the gate is closed, and it looks like it's not open.

Looking at the temple in front of him, Zhu Houzhao squinted his eyes, with a half-smiling expression on his face, "Master, let's go in and set off firecrackers here."

Xia Yuan was shocked. He raised his head and looked at the plaque at the door of the temple - Baoen Zhihua Temple.

Is this a fucking temple?

I have heard of the incident of the Three Wushu and the One Sect destroying Buddhism. This guy’s future temple name will also be the Mingwuzong, but is he among the three Wusong?

no.

"Where is this?"

"The plaque says, Repay the favor to Zhihua Temple."

"Do you have a grudge against the abbot of this temple?"

"No."

"That"

Xia Yuan wanted to ask again, but Gu Dayong helped explain: "Master Xia, this is Wang Zhen's family temple, and there is also Wang Zhen's Jingzhong Temple inside."

"Wang Zhen?"

The name sounded really familiar, and Xia Yuan soon remembered it and asked uncertainly: "Are you talking about the Wang Zhen from the Tumubao Incident?"

"Exactly."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Xia Yuan was stunned on the spot, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "This guy has a temple? And a Jingzhong Temple? Who gave him this treatment? He has the brains."

Midway through his words, Gu Dayong quickly reached out and covered his mouth, "Oh, my Master Xia, you are really my ancestor, be careful with your words, be careful with your words."

Xia Yuan pried his hand away and patted it aside, "Why should I be cautious about what I say? Why don't you demolish this temple quickly and still keep it for the New Year?"

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Gu Da was silent for two seconds and walked away silently. It was hard to persuade the damn ghost. Anyway, this man would not listen to his advice. Our family should stay away from him to avoid getting into trouble.

"Ha!" At this time, Zhu Houzhao suddenly sneered. From just now, the prince had been looking up at the plaque on the temple, not knowing what he was thinking about.

At this moment, a sudden sneer attracted Xia Yuan's gaze, and Zhu Houzhao also happened to turn his head and look over.

"Master is right. After I ascend the throne, I will demolish this temple and then smash the Jingzhong Temple to avoid being an eyesore."

Gu Dayong's face became bitter again, and he hurriedly advised: "Your Highness, you must not say this. This temple also has Jingzhong Temple, which was built under the decree of the Yingmiao Master, especially the Jingzhong Temple."

"Loyal"

At this time Xia Yuan suddenly interrupted, "Who is Master Yingmiao?"

"Oh, it's my unsatisfactory great-grandfather, the Emperor Yingzong." When he said this, Zhu Houzhao's tone was very calm, but his eyes were full of disgust.

"!?"

Xia Yuan was shocked again, "This temple was built by Yingzong? No, what did he think? Did he think Wang Zhen didn't hurt him enough?"

Yingzong was naturally the God of War in the Ming Dynasty and the famous foreign student from Wala. Of course, he was not the only emperor who studied abroad. There were also two such idiots in the Song Dynasty. The three of them are collectively called the three auspicious treasures in the world of studying abroad.

But Xia Yuan really didn't expect that a person could have cerebral palsy to such an extent. Who was Wang Zhen?

Inciting pigs to ride on me and my imperial chariot to conquer the country personally resulted in the loss of hundreds of thousands of Ming Dynasty elites. If Yu Qian had not turned the tide, Ming Dynasty might have perished.

And the God of War himself was taken prisoner and became a foreign student in Wala. As a result, this guy actually built a temple for his enemy and even built a Jingzhong Temple.

Especially this Jingzhong Temple, which can only be erected after death, and is used to worship the souls of the dead.

Wang Zhen died in the Tumubao Incident. Later, Zhu Qizhen was taken prisoner and was imprisoned in a small dark room for eight years after his return. Naturally, he had no chance to build any Jingzhong Temple.

In other words, this Jingzhong Temple was built after the coup. What did this idiot think?

The thinking of people with cerebral palsy is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At this time, the closed door of the temple creaked open, and a thin old monk came out with several monks. Seeing so many people standing outside, he bowed to the Buddha with neither sadness nor joy, "How many times?"

You are a donor, but you come to this temple to worship the Buddha and offer incense?"

"If you don't want to burn incense, we are here to set off firecrackers."

The old monk's expression was stagnant. Before he could speak, Zhu Houzhao lifted the hem of his robe and stepped into the temple.

More than a dozen guards followed silently, and Gu Dayong followed quickly with firecrackers in his arms. When passing by Xia Yuan, he paused and lowered his voice: "Master Xia, come in quickly. Don't try to persuade us if we talk too much."

Just tell me, don’t think about this matter anymore, the water is deep here, and it’s also taboo.”
Chapter completed!