Chapter 131 Development of Firearm

How could Zhao Dongting not understand what Ying Er means?

Ying Er's suggestion was so obvious, but he really didn't have the intention now. Li Yuanxiu's body was not cold, and Murong Chuan escaped and became a mystery. He really couldn't do those things at this time.

But he was also not good at rejecting Ying Er.

After a while of silence, Zhao Dongting said, "Then you go to bed here..."

Ying'er responded softly, but she couldn't do anything to ask her to reach out to hug Zhao Dongting.

The atmosphere in the room was ambiguous and weird.

Neither of them dared to move. When they were slightly close to each other's skin, Zhao Dongting could even feel Ying Er's warm breathing.

I want to sleep, but I can't sleep.

It was unknown when the two of them fell asleep one after another.

The next day, when Zhao Dongting woke up, Ying'er was already waiting by the side.

Seeing Zhao Dongting open his eyes and looking at her, her pretty face instantly turned red. She came here with the courage last night, but now she is so embarrassed.

Zhao Dongting suppressed his laughter and said, "Go to the Political Consultative Hall for me to wear a loose dress."

Ying Er nodded prettyly and helped Zhao Dongting wear clothes.

Soon after, Le Wu came in, opened her mouth and asked, "Sister Ying'er, where did you sleep last night? Why did I wake up in the middle of the night and not see you?"

Then when she saw Zhao Dongting, she suddenly realized something, her cheeks instantly turned red, shy, and water was almost dripping from her eyes.

Ying'er whimpered, full of shyness, and didn't know how to answer.

The two women then dressed Zhao Dongting and combed their hair, both of whom were shy and didn't dare to look at Zhao Dongting too much.

When they finished, Zhao Dongting asked them to invite Yunjin to the side hall of the Anzheng Hall, and took Zhao Hu to the Anzheng Hall himself.

When they arrived at the Hall of Political Affairs, the ministers stood still.

Zhao Dongting waited for a long time, but he didn't hear anyone shouting, "I have something to say..." and turned his head to see. It turned out that the place where Li Yuanxiu was standing seemed so empty.

He sighed and said, "You are the dear friends, let's start the report again!"

Deputy Military Order Su Liuyi came out and said, "Your Majesty, I received a letter from a letter yesterday. The war in Guangxi is in a stalemate. Should we send troops to help?"

Zhao Dongting frowned slightly, and the ministers were also talking about this news.

The Southern Song Dynasty court had just arrived in Leizhou, and had not had a few days of stable life. Unexpectedly, the battlefield in Guangxi was in a tight situation.

Zhao Dongting was also worried. What he lacked the most now was time. Although the muskets were improved, they had not had time to be manufactured in batches. Although there were a lot of reserves for mines, they were not suitable for tough battles. Artillery encountered difficulties in propulsion devices.

Although he was from modern times, he was not a military expert before, so it was not easy to make artillery out of thin air.

After the ministers' discussions gradually stopped, he asked, "Does the military order mean to send troops to help?"

Su Liuyi was a little stunned and bowed and replied, "Nothing."

"Then wait a little longer!"

Zhao Dongting said: "Our army has just been resting and recuperating. Now the New Year is approaching. After the New Year is over, the food, grass and equipment are ready. Let's send troops to Guangxi to help the military order to expel the Yuan thieves."

The ministers shouted, "The emperor is wise."

Zhao Dongting said again: "The soldiers stepped up their training, and the weapons workshop will quickly improve the weapons and distribute the army."

Generals such as Yue Peng and the Imperial Envoys of the Weapons all came forward to receive the order.

Zhao Dongting nodded, "Who has any good dear to report?"

No one talks anymore.

He stood up and walked downstairs, "Then go and bury your father-in-law!"

The king and his ministers left the Political Affairs Hall and walked towards the side hall.

Yun Jin and Le Wu, Ying Er and the three daughters were waiting there. When they saw Zhao Dongting, Yun Jin knelt on the ground, "I bow to the emperor."

Zhao Dongting asked her to get up and walked into the side hall first.

The coffin was already arranged inside, and Li Yuanxiu's body was still lying on the mat.

Zhao Dongting ordered the funeral supervisor to start helping Li Yuanxiu be buried.

The coffin was filled with gold, silver and jewelry. Li Yuanxiu wanted to be buried with a ceremony as a prince, so the show was naturally quite good.

When the eunuch of the Funeral Office slowly carried Li Yuanxiu's body into the coffin, many people in the hall shed tears secretly. Li Yuanxiu devoted all of her decades to the Southern Song court, and many ministers in the court were old friends of the past ten years.

From beginning to end, Zhao Dongting didn't say a word, just stared at the coffin.

If Murong Chuan is not dead, he feels like there is an ununsolvable knot in his heart.

This was not until near noon that Li Yuanxiu's burial ceremony ended, and even Concubine Yang came to pay her condolences in person.

Such a formation should be unprecedented among the eunuchs in ancient times.

Yunjin knelt in front of Li Yuanxiu's coffin and did not get up until the burial ceremony ended. Her legs were numb. If Ying'er hadn't been holding her fast, she would have almost fallen to the ground again.

Zhao Dongting left the side hall and hurried to the weapons workshop to develop his artillery. Even the food was for the eunuchs to send him to the weapons workshop.

Now the Southern Song Dynasty is too declining, and only improving weapons are not enough to compete with the Yuan army. After all, there were Hui Hui cannons in the Yuan army, which was a big killer weapon in the era of cold weapons. The power of the Southern Song Dynasty's catapults was not able to compete with Hui Hui cannons, so they could never fight against the Yuan army head-on.

Zhao Dongting only wanted to develop artillery, which would be able to restrain the Yuan army's Hui artillery.

To put it bluntly, Huihui cannons are just large trenchers.

But he knew the principle of artillery, but he didn't even have a cannon for reference, so he couldn't cook without rice.

Some things he thought of, even the gun barrel, were difficult to create today's smelting technology.

I just don’t know that Europe has developed a unified artillery in this era.

Zhao Dongting knew that there was not much time left. If Guangxi was defeated, Leizhou would be in danger. Perhaps the Southern Song Dynasty would have no chance to turn around again. Even he could see this clearly.

By the evening, he had not made any progress in the development of artillery, and he was inevitably a little upset and asked someone to call Su Liuyi over.

As soon as Su Liuyi arrived, he asked, "Sir Su, do you know where to get artillery?"

Su Liuyi knew that Zhao Dongting often came to the Weapons these days, but he didn't know that he was secretly developing artillery. Looking at the cannon wheels and various barrels placed in the house, he stared at him and said in surprise: "Your Majesty, are you making artillery often?"

Zhao Dongting nodded and said, "Yes!"

Su Liuyi's expression was full of haunting expressions, and his mouth couldn't be closed.

He only felt that the emperor was too difficult to guess with common sense. At a young age, he had strategies, but he could also develop landmines, improve weapons, and improve muskets. Now he has begun to study cannons.

He couldn't help but wonder, could the emperor have come down to earth?
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