"Liang Po is old...I am old..." In just five days, Wang Yue seemed to have suddenly grown older by dozens of years.

Even the whole person ages at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Zhang Lun was quite a bit guilty about this. Two days ago, they watched the shelling with their own eyes at the dock of the original Chen family.

In order to make the scene look more shocking and more exotic.

However, the scene of this demonstration was really shocking!

Twenty snake cannons fired volleys, and thirty Franchis shot faster again!

The contact room that the Chen family once left on the dock was instantly torn into pieces by artillery fire...

The entire valley was full of devastation, and the rocks and trees were broken where the shells fell...

"Boan, I have thought about it and decided to let you learn from your uncle..."

Wang Yue, who seemed to be extremely weak, said powerlessly to Wang Shouren beside him.

When Wang Shouren heard this, his eyes widened and he wanted to say something.

However, Wang Yue waved his hand and sighed: "What I can teach you is invalid..."

"As soon as the gun is hooked, the artillery is released, the personal bravery, the changes in the battle formation, the military formations...all have been changed! None of them are available!"

After hearing Wang Yue's words, Zhang Lun suddenly felt awe-inspiring, stood up and bowed to say something.

But Wang Yue pressed down: "Boan! Don't be hindered by your uncle's age. Is there anyone in the Ming Dynasty who knows guns and cannons better than him?"

Zhang Lun was so worried that he was old and haggard.

But with a single palm, I pressed myself on the chair, and I couldn't even get up even if I remembered it.

"Don't you kowtow yet!!" Wang Yue seemed to see Wang Shouren hesitating, and a angrily shout suddenly exploded.

The hand pressing Zhang Lun also heaviered a few points, and Zhang Lun actually grinned his teeth.

Wang Shouren knew that this was his teacher who was creating opportunities for him. This young master was not allowed to worship him just by saying that he could.

Your Majesty calls him uncle and nephew, which shows that the royal family is close.

At the age of fourteen, I enjoyed the reputation of the Qiliner, and more poems have been passed down to the world.

Besides, with such military achievements, I know that this is a gun that can be regarded as a decisive weapon, and it will be inevitable that the country will make great use of it.

Wang Yue is already a "dead" person at this time. How many years can he survive even if he is to endure it?!

Wang Shouren still needs to walk in the court for many years, even though his father was the top scholar in Chenghua for the 17th year.

But now it is just a Hanlin editor, and the right Chunfang of Zhanshifu is just a virtue.

"My teacher is here, please accept a bow from Wang Shouren!"

Wang Shouren was not embarrassed when he was connected to the joints and bowed to the ground with a big ceremony.

Zhang Lun was pressed on the chair and received the gift helplessly. He smiled bitterly and said to Wang Yue: "Senior Brother, you are..."

However, Wang Yue took a sandalwood box from the side and placed it on the table.

I rubbed it slowly and sighed and opened it.

But inside it was a small scimitar with about the length of the forearm, inlaid with red coral, agate, turquoise, etc., full of exotic styles.

"In the 16th year of Chenghua, the eunuch of Yansui was arrested by Zhang Xuan, and Tatar Yisima Yin was about to invade the border. Emperor Xianzong ordered me to supervise military affairs and go to challenge Yisima Yin..."

There seemed to be some mist rising in Wang Yue's old and turbid eyes.

The hoarse voice was filled with dusk air: "It was snowing heavily at that time. Our soldiers hid in the morning and walked at Maoerzhuang for 27 days and rushed to Weininghai overnight..."

"At dawn the next day, the enemy still didn't realize it. I leaped up with a knife and took the lead in leading the army to cover up the killing! A great victory!!"

But Wang Yue suddenly slapped the wooden box with a "bang!", and the sandalwood box cracked with a "click" sound.

However, he seemed to have not realized it, his eyes were red and seemed to have returned to the time of the golden swords and iron horses.

"In this battle, we beheaded 437 levels and received twelve flags, horses, camels, cattle, and sheep, a total of more than 6,000..."

In an instant, Wang Yue seemed to have been injected with stimulants into his body, and his whole face was red and laughed.

"Armor, bow and arrow, leather jacket... and more than 10,000 pieces, Dayan Khan Batumuk got my arrow and fell down this knife and ran away with his body!"

But Wang Yue turned around, took out the scimitar from the box and handed it to Zhang Lun.

"This knife is what I get from Batu Mengke! I was presented to His Majesty Xianzong, but Your Majesty said it was my reward for my great merit."

Zhang Lun looked at the small scimitar in amazement, and unexpectedly the origin of this scimitar was so legendary.

But Wang Yue solemnly pulled Zhang Lun's hand over and placed the scimitar in his hand.

"It's yours!"

Zhang Lun looked at the scimitar in his hand and felt a little frightened.

Wang Yue squinted his eyes and his hands behind his back, and said softly: "Do you think this is a good thing?! It's wrong!"

"Let me tell you, if you and Bo An have a good ending in martial arts..."

Zhang Lun's brows slowly stood up when he heard this, while Wang Yue smiled: "Don't believe it?! Whose world do you think this world is?!"

"Do you think Xianzong, Your Majesty, has never thought about the problems of these court officials now?!"

Wang Yue laughed, laughing very sadly: "Why do you think I pretended to die and escape?! There is no place for me to sit in the court!"

"If I don't leave, I will die and destroy the clan!"

When Zhang Lun heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he thought of several people in an instant!

Hu Zongxian, although he was a Jinshi and was born in a 25th year of loyalty to the country...

Although he trembled with the censors, those people still killed him alive...

He even lost his official position, and he had to search his home two years later, and the censor "accidentally" discovered a "Imperial Issue" drafted by Hu Zongxian.

A generation of heroes was forced to leave behind a "sword buried injustice, and a loyal soul surrounds the white clouds" and committed suicide.

He entered Liaodong three times, knew the military and was good at fighting, and the Huguang Wu Township Examination, and Xiong Tingbi, who both learned the Yuan Dynasty in Wen Township Examination...

He was directly impeached by Feng Sanyuan, Wei Yingjia, Zhang Xiude... and then he was directly impeached!

As a result, the nine sides of Xiong Tingbi were destroyed directly, so Xizong had to use Xiong Tingbi again.

Guangning's defeat was the result of the Secretary of War Zhang Heming's decision to resist Xiong Tingbi's death due to his disclaimer.

At the same time, he mistakenly believed an important member of the Donglin Party and the chief assistant of the cabinet, Ye Xianggao's disciple, wasted Wang Huazhen, and was defeated.

As a result, Wang Ji, Minister of Justice, Zou Yuanbiao, Censor of the Left Capital, Zhou Yingqiu, Minister of Dali Temple, and others sentenced Xiong Tingbi to death!

A generation of heroes was beheaded and rumored to the nine sides, and a group of censors took advantage of the situation to stalk and bite their families...

Wang Eryu, the magistrate of Dongxia, blackmailed Xiong Tingbi's son, and Zhenwan, forcing his eldest son Xiong Zhaogui to commit suicide...

Xiong Zhaogui's mother complained about his injustice, and Eryu stripped off the clothes of her two maids and beat them forty...

"This Ming Dynasty seems to be His Majesty's, and it is governed by the scholars and officials..."

Wang Yue looked at Zhang Lun and said word by word: "In fact, the civil servants are even more powerful! Your Majesty... often have to let them go."

"Where can Your Majesty take care of it?! Maybe the capital city, maybe the courtiers..."

Seeing Zhang Lun staring at him calmly without saying a word, Wang Yue smiled and said, "The real masters of this Ming Dynasty are those clans and squire..."

"It is the civil servants and court officials rooted in the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty not only kills them, but also needs to rely on them to govern the country, so you will eventually have to compromise..."
Chapter completed!