The ancestor of the apocalypse is so cool after being reborn!

Chapter 182
King Qian kept the matter of minerals firmly in his heart, turned to look at Li Chengmu, and asked about the training situation: "How are your musketeers shooting? How do you usually train?"

Li Chengmu led them to the stand, pointed to the drill field below, and said, "Everyone usually trains physically here, and even the best muskets require soldiers to have good physical fitness."

As he spoke, he pointed to the shooting range on the other side, "The method of musket training is to aim for a hundred paces, two hits in three rounds, seven hits in ten rounds is good, one hit in three rounds is fair, and if three rounds hit one, it is fair. If you miss one serve, you will be eliminated! Of course, if you hit eight, nine or all out of ten shots, you are proficient, and there are very few winners like this in the entire team."

King Qian nodded after hearing this, "Your screening method is good. If you miss one out of three shots, it means that this person is not suitable to stay in the Musketeer Camp."

Li Chengmu smiled, "My father is right."

Xia Jing, who had been paying attention to the practice under the stands, twitched the corners of her mouth when she heard this. It was too obvious that her son was flattering me!
After listening to his son's introduction, King Qian stood on the edge of the stand, and his attention was attracted by the shooting range below.

At the same time, he also discovered that a hundred paces is really far away, "Xiao Wu, what was the shooting distance of the matchlock guns used by the imperial court?"

Li Chengmu was slightly taken aback when he heard the question, but he still answered honestly: "Fifty steps, the farthest is sixty steps."

"The gap is nearly half." King Qian was shocked when he heard that, and he looked at Xia Jing beside him: "My concubine is so talented!"

"I'm not one ten thousandth as high as the prince, the prince is too proud!"

King Qian felt a little guilty when he heard that, he still knew very well what talents he had.

He pretended to cough twice: "Ahem, Xiao Wu, take us to another place to have a look."

"Okay!" Li Chengmu led them off the stands.

King Qian walked all the way. In addition to training physical fitness, the barracks was also a shooting range. He asked, "Is the soldier's cavalry and shooting level not neglected? You just said that the flintlock can shoot a hundred paces. What is the range of the bow and arrow?"

Ever since he was a child, he has never cared about military matters. Before that, all his thoughts were spent on eating, drinking and having fun. Although there were elements to confuse Emperor Huiyuan, he was really addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

That's why Emperor Huiyuan felt at ease with him in those years, right?

It is precisely because I have never cared about military affairs that I feel interested in hearing it now.

In particular, he was surprised to find that his youngest son, who used to devote himself to studying the Four Books and Five Classics in the academy, knew a lot about military affairs.

"Father, the bows and arrows used by normal soldiers have a range of only about seventy paces, which is far less than the range of flintlock guns."

In order to prove that what he said was convincing, Li Chengmu asked his personal guard to bring a bow and arrow from the army.

So, a group of people turned around and went to the shooting range.

Drawing the bow and shooting the arrow, Li Chengmu's personal guards personally entered the field. The target from a hundred paces away could not be hit, the target from seventy paces was barely hit, and the target from sixty paces was deeply embedded.

It can be seen that the shooting range of a bow and arrow is steps, and the effective range is steps. The enemy's armor may not be pierced. How can it hurt people?

King Qian was very happy. He felt that this trip to the military camp was worthwhile. With such powerful weapons, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to sweep away thousands of troops.

It's just that there is no room for them to use them for the time being.

Qian Wang felt a little regretful deep in his heart.

The imperial court now has matchlock guns in the army, but the number is very small, and the quality of the matchlock guns is worrying. At least half of the ten shots are very likely to blow up. Few people in such a high-risk unit are willing to use matchlock guns.

Another point is that the matchlock gun was purchased from the Frang machine, and the price is even higher than the sky. Not to mention that the current imperial court does not have the financial resources to buy it, even if it has the money to buy it, the price performance ratio of the matchlock gun is too low.

This is also the reason why matchlock guns are not popularized.

Too tasteless!
After seeing the power of the flintlock gun, and looking at the matchlock gun again, King Qian detested it so much that it would be trash to send him off.

"Before, this king never felt that the military equipment of the Yu Dynasty was so bad. Since I came to Lingnan and saw the military equipment supervised by the princess, I realized how bad the imperial staff was, how corrupt the officials were, and the military equipment was all shoddy. , I can’t get it out at all.”

After hearing this, Xia Jing twitched the corner of her mouth lightly, "It's not wrong to be chased and beaten by foreigners every time for such a crude ordnance."

As she said that, she looked at King Qian, "Actually, I've always been curious about how the old Emperor Huiyuan lived for decades, how could he be fooled by those courtiers with just a few words? So much so that he believed whatever they said?"

"Cough cough!"

How should I say this?
King Qian coughed uncomfortably, cleared his throat, "Actually, nephew Huiyuan is quite pitiful. He was suppressed by the princes before he ascended the throne. He has no power. Naturally, he won't have many official duties. Without official duties, there will be no public affairs." Opportunities in the capital are somewhat limited.”

The military, the military does not understand, the civil affairs, the civil affairs do not understand.

If you don't know anything, it's easy to be fooled when you become an emperor.

I am ashamed to say that before he came to Lingnan, he did not know that government affairs were so complicated and he was inexperienced in handling them.

It was Xia Jing who launched a series of policies that allowed them to gain a foothold in Lingnan.

Xia Jing nodded knowingly: "The corruption of the officials has reached this point, and it's hard to return to the Yu Dynasty!"

It was not wrong for Emperor Hui Yuan to be pissed off, Xia Jing just felt sorry for the new emperor sitting on the dragon chair.

Now that the image of troubled times has been born, the supreme dragon chair is not easy to sit on, just like being roasted on a fire, if you don't pay attention, it will be roasted to pieces!

After hearing this, King Qian had a wry smile on his face, and his heart was even heavier.

It's a pity that he is almost at the age of Ershun. If he was 20 years younger, he would not be able to watch Dayu Dynasty decline like this.

And the corrupt officials made the officials in the court hall only know that the party is the same, but they don't think about the future of the Dayu Dynasty.

Thinking of this, King Qian suddenly lost his interest, and the next inspection work was basically a formality and perfunctory.
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After several days of snowfall, I don't know how many houses outside the city of Jingzhou collapsed, and I don't know how many people were frozen to death that night.

The drought is over. I thought that the second half of this year would be smooth and rainy, but I didn't expect that this winter will be a severe winter.

"A large number of refugees outside Jingzhou City froze to death. The number is still being counted. There are also hundreds of casualties in the city. The number of people in other counties cannot be counted for the time being."

"Many houses of the common people in the city have collapsed, and the people whose houses have collapsed have no place to stay for the time being, and urgently need the government to solve the problem of accommodation."

"The rainy and snowy weather for half a month has caused the price of food in the city to rise, the price of charcoal and firewood has risen, and the supply is tight."

"The refugees outside the city are waiting to be resettled. If they are not resettled, the refugees outside the city may be wiped out."

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One pile after another is a chain reaction caused by the snow disaster, which urgently needs to be resolved by the governor of Jingzhou.

Yuan Rujiang looked at the subordinates standing below, and wanted to rub his forehead with a headache, "Send all the garrison troops in the city to participate in the rescue."

"The yamen guards strictly check the illegal businesses in the city. If anyone finds out who is taking advantage of the natural disaster to make ill-gotten gains, they will ransack my house and confiscate my property, and I will be arrested first."

"My boss is responsible for organizing wealthy businessmen from various aristocratic families in the city to donate money, goods and food to help resettle refugees outside the city. For those aristocratic families or wealthy businessmen who actively participate, the tax will be reduced by % next year!"

The corner of Master Bo's mouth twitched when he heard this. There are hundreds of thousands of refugees outside the city, asking wealthy businessmen from various aristocratic families to donate money and goods, but promising to only reduce or exempt % of taxes. Isn't it too contemptuous?
Jingzhou was Yuan Rujiang's voice, and the master Bo didn't dare to refute, so he accepted his fate.

Poor people worry about living in the face of natural disasters, while powerful people stay at home eating, drinking and feeling bored.

No, the second son of the Yuan family thought staying at home was boring, so he wrapped up in fox fur and took his concubine to the icy and snowy garden to enjoy the scenery.

"I thought I was the most lively and active among the brothers, but I didn't expect the third brother to enjoy life better than me."

Yuan Rongcheng, who was sitting in the pavilion making tea and enjoying the scenery, heard the voice, turned his head, glanced at the woman behind him, and retorted: "Compared with the second brother, my brother is ashamed."

The second son of the Yuan family found a seat and sat down, and the servant standing beside him immediately stepped forward to wait on him.

"Why is the third brother so interested today?"

Yuan Rongcheng looked at the snow scene in the distance, "I just came to sit in the garden for a while, why do I need a reason?"

"Haha. What the third brother said makes sense."

The second son of the Yuan family carefully observed his expression, and asked unwillingly: "By the way, you and your fiancée have been separated for so long. Don't you miss her in this cold winter day?"

Yuan Rongcheng frowned slightly, turned his head and smiled and said: "It seems that the cold winter day can most arouse the loneliness in the second brother's heart, but does the second brother miss the second sister-in-law in his heart?"

Hearing this, the second son of the Yuan family shook his head in disbelief: "Our situations are different, how can we compare?"

"Why is the situation different?" Yuan Rongcheng was taught humbly.

"Your second sister-in-law and I are an old husband and wife. Those who are familiar can't be more familiar. You and the third girl of the Wangfu are unmarried couples. It's the time when you have a crush on each other. You should want to stick together every day."

As he said that, the second child of the Yuan family leaned closer and stared into his eyes, and suddenly said for a while: "It shouldn't be, could it be that your feelings for the third girl of the Wang's House are adulterated, or are you just playing on the spot?"

As soon as he said this, Yuan Rongcheng was shocked, "Second brother, I respect you as an elder brother, don't talk about everything, why can't you get rid of your open mouth? If you say that today Let the palace know, you are breaking my marriage!"

The second son of the Yuan family didn't expect his reaction to be so strong, and touched his nose embarrassingly, "If you don't say it, don't say it. I heard that a lot of people died of freezing outside the city. Did you go to the Yamen to help father share his worries?"

Yuan Rongcheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his brother knew how to restrain himself, "The yamen has so many officials, how can I be needed. Besides, I have no experience in government affairs, and resettling refugees is a matter of human life. Someone freezes to death, and my sin is heavy."

So if you don't have that diamond, you won't do that porcelain job.

A gust of cold wind blew over, the second child of the Yuan family tightened his fox fur, and involuntarily got closer to the stove.

"It's too cold today. We wore a lot of robes to keep warm and felt unbearably cold. What's more, the refugees outside the city, I don't know how they survived for so long without freezing to death?"

Yuan Rongcheng exhaled, "Sometimes life is fragile, and sometimes it is full of resilience. Everyone has his own destiny. God predestined you to live to that time. One moment too long is too much, and one moment less is too little. Lord Yan only needs the right time." ghost!"

"Is there something mysterious about what you said?" The second child of the Yuan family stroked his arm, not wanting to continue this topic, so he took the initiative to change the subject.

He talked about another matter: "I don't know what the disaster will look like this year. It won't delay your marriage to the third girl in the palace next year, right?"

Yuan Rongcheng didn't bother to talk to him, took a sip from the teacup, this question is very idiotic.

The second son of the Yuan family didn't seem to feel his attitude, so he said to himself: "Speaking of which, the common people haven't had a good life in the past few years. Counting all the things in the past few years, I think that the emperor of Dayu It may have committed Tai Sui, otherwise how could there be disasters year after year?"

Yuan Rongcheng was helpless, and within a quarter of an hour of being able to speak normally, his second brother started to lose his tongue again.

The second son of the Yuan family was not conscious at all, and continued: "Look, the three-year drought lasted for almost the entire Yu Dynasty, the crops in the fields were cut off, the domestic rebels were rampant, and Beidi and Xirong invaded the border. Natural disasters and man-made disasters happened one after another. It’s impossible not to think about it.”

There is also the new emperor, he heard that he is a diligent emperor, but unfortunately he is a person who does not find the right way to do things, so he is doomed to be unable to reverse the situation in the world and become a tragic figure in history.

In later generations, it is commonly known as Cannon Mie!
Hearing what he said, Yuan Rongcheng frowned and almost killed mosquitoes, "Second brother is so talented, he is destined to be extraordinary if he can explain what he said, or else, second brother will take what he just said to his father Repeat, see what he thinks about it differently?"

"I don't want to stain my father's ears with my shallow knowledge." The second son of the Yuan family is not stupid, and this kind of thing is something that should not be put on the table in his father's eyes.
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As soon as the donation order came out, people with a little wealth or power in the city were furious.

I believe it goes without saying how valuable food and supplies are in a famine year. Everyone knows that they are the last hope for saving lives.

"Bad things happen one after another, why is there no time to stop? How scarce are the supplies and food nowadays, is it possible that the person who made this order has a sick mind?"

"Now the entire north has been covered by heavy snow. People are dying every day, and more people want to flee to the south. We will be under tremendous pressure!"

"This is a hint from the heavens, it is a bad omen!"

"Speaking of the situation in the past few years, I guess I can see that the current emperor of the Dayu Dynasty is the star of Gusha. Otherwise, how would the Dayu Dynasty stop?"

"Be careful, be careful, the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan is not something we ordinary people can talk about. Let's also talk about the donation and material donation this time, and discuss a countermeasure."

The wealthy merchants of Jingzhou City, the powerful centuries-old family took the governor's decree as a fart.

The rich merchants from aristocratic families whose strength could not compete with the Governor's Mansion could only grit their teeth and donate a little symbolically, so as not to fall into the trap.

(End of this chapter)