Ming Dynasty: The Jingnan Rebellion has just been successful, and Zhu Yuanzhang has been resurrected

"What does Lord Sun think?" Zhu Yunwen asked with a smile as he looked at Sun Cheng in front of him.

"May I ask Your Majesty, what is this called? Where did Your Majesty obtain it?" Sun Cheng tried his best to suppress his excitement and looked at Zhu Yunwen.

He had a very strong intuition that the flintlock pistol in Zhu Yunwen's hand might bring about earth-shattering changes to the Shenji Battalion, so he wanted to know what the flintlock pistol was called and where it came from.

"Hehe!" Zhu Yunwen smiled inwardly when he saw Sun Cheng's appearance. Just by looking at Sun Cheng, he could conclude that this man was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Zhu Yunwen was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and he was naturally very pleased that his subordinates were not just sitting around doing nothing. If every official in the Ming Dynasty had the corresponding abilities, then the future of the Ming Dynasty would definitely not be too bad.

Of course, Zhu Yunwen was prepared for this situation. He knew that such a situation was impossible. In a big forest, there are all kinds of birds. It would be normal for some corrupt officials to infiltrate the Ming Dynasty when it became powerful. However, if he was going to be corrupt, he had to be prepared for the possibility of being punished afterward and had his family's household registration book ready.

Sun Cheng was extremely anxious looking at Zhu Yuntong's appearance, but a last shred of reason prevented him from urging Zhu Yuntong. After all, no matter how good the flintlock pistol was or how effective it was against the Shenji Battalion, it was absolutely not as important as his life.

If he lost his life, everything would be gone. He could tell which was more important, so he could only suppress his anxiety and wait patiently.

Standing to the side, Ma Sanbao couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Sun Cheng's expression, a smile spreading across his face.

Of course, although he and Zhu Yunwen were very close, he couldn't be too unrestrained in this situation. Without rules, there can be no order, and he was unwilling to do anything that crossed the line, otherwise, wouldn't he be causing trouble for Zhu Yunwen?

Although he had stayed with Zhu Yunwen within the high walls of Fengyang for three years, he knew clearly in his heart that he must not use this matter as a basis for his actions and never did anything arrogant. Affection is not something that is eternal and fixed, but rather something that will gradually weaken with certain events.

Throughout history, countless emperors have emerged, including many who greatly helped them. However, not all of these individuals met a good end. The biggest reason for this was that they became arrogant and complacent because of their close relationship with the emperor.

The emperor is supreme and extremely domineering. Under such circumstances, no matter how great the relationship, the emperor will never allow anyone to act recklessly in front of him. One day, he will simply kill the person because he can no longer tolerate it.

Looking at Sun Cheng's appearance, Zhu Yunwen realized that the time was almost up and then slowly said, "This item is called a flintlock gun. I obtained it by chance. As for the specific maker, it should be very difficult to find. He may have already passed away."

He could tell Sun Cheng the name of the flintlock musket, but he couldn't answer the question of who made it. This was a sign-in reward from the system, and besides, Zhu Yunwen really didn't know the name of the original maker in history. It wasn't that he was unwilling to say more.

"Flintlock gun!" Sun Cheng silently memorized the name, then raised his head and asked Zhu Yunwen, "Your Majesty, may I touch this object?"

Looking at the flintlock rifle in front of him, he couldn't wait to get a feel for it. His professional obsession made him ignore how unreasonable his request was, which instantly put him in a very dangerous situation.

"Lord Sun, watch your words!" Ma Sanbao said to Sun Cheng with a grim expression.

If Sun Cheng were to wield such a terrifying weapon as a flintlock musket, wouldn't Zhu Yunwen be in grave danger? Although the possibility is extremely small, it is certainly not impossible.

If Sun Cheng were to suddenly attack someone and strike Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Yunwen would definitely not be able to withstand the terrifying power of the flintlock pistol.

Upon hearing Ma Sanbao's shout, Sun Cheng immediately realized what was happening and knelt on the ground, saying in a panic, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. This old man was obsessed with researching firearms and uttered some treasonous words. Please forgive me."

Zhu Yuntong stared at the scene before him, completely bewildered. He didn't know why Sun Cheng had suddenly knelt before him, leaving him utterly confused.

"Your Majesty, the power of flintlock muskets is terrifying," Ma Sanbao said softly after seeing Zhu Yunwen's expression.

Instantly, Zhu Yunwen understood, a smile appeared on his face, and he tossed the flintlock pistol in his hand to Sun Cheng, saying, "Lord Sun, here you go!"

"Huh?" Sun Cheng looked a little dumbfounded. He was just thinking about how to ask Zhu Yuntong to send the flintlock gun to the Shenji Camp when he never expected that Zhu Yuntong would throw the flintlock gun at him the next second.

The sudden turn of events caught him off guard. He instinctively reached out to catch it, but by the time he realized what was happening and tried to pull his hand back, it was too late; the flintlock pistol had fallen into his palm.

"This..." Sun Cheng held the flintlock pistol in his hand, looking somewhat bewildered and helpless. At this moment, he didn't know what to do. He looked at Zhu Yunwen with pleading eyes: "Your Majesty, I..."

The flintlock pistol in his hand had become a hot potato, leaving him unsure of what to do. He felt as if countless eyes were watching him, and that he would be torn to shreds the moment he made any wrong move.

"Study this flintlock musket carefully and see if our Ming Dynasty can manufacture it according to its design," Zhu Yunwen said with a smile, waving his hand at Sun Cheng.

The flintlock pistol is terrifying. At such close range, if Sun Cheng really had any rebellious intentions, as long as he could be shot, he would definitely die. But the problem is, he currently has more than a dozen security measures in his system inventory.

In theory, Sun Cheng could kill him if he shot him, but in reality, it was impossible for Sun Cheng to hit him.

When the thought crossed Zhu Yunwen's mind, he suddenly froze, and then his expression became extremely complicated. It was as if he had stopped trusting anyone and had to ensure his safety in everything he did.

"Is this the inherently suspicious nature of emperors?" Zhu Yunwen smiled bitterly to himself, recalling a saying that circulated on the internet in his previous life.

However, he did not intend to change anything. After all, he was now the emperor, and he was not only thinking about himself, but also about the lives of hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty. It was no exaggeration to say that if something happened to him, it would be a major earthquake for the Ming Dynasty.

"This subject..." Sun Cheng looked at Zhu Yunwen, then at the flintlock pistol in his hand, unsure of what to say. At this moment, he was filled with surprise, doubt, and panic, and he was at a loss as to how to resolve the current situation.

Zhu Yunwen shook his head and said, "Alright, Lord Sun, aren't the flintlock muskets already in your hands? Why are you still thinking so much?"

After saying that, he paused and added, "Besides, I'm not worried at all, so why are you so worried? Take a look, I feel this thing is very unusual."

"Phew!" Upon hearing Zhu Yunwen's words, Sun Cheng looked at the flintlock pistol in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Yes, Your Majesty!" Just as Zhu Yunwen had said, the item was already in his hands. If he really had any ulterior motives, why would he be dawdling here?

Of course, that's what they say, but if Zhu Yunwen hadn't pointed this out, he wouldn't have been able to understand it on his own under the current circumstances. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so panicked!
Looking at Zhu Yunwen's calm expression, Ma Sanbao couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Your Majesty truly has a strong heart; even in this situation, you can still talk and laugh."

As someone who accompanied Zhu Yunwen, he could be said to be the person who admired Zhu Yunwen the most. Of course, this was not unique to Zhu Yunwen. People like Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, and Emperor Taizong of Tang also influenced those around them with their own charisma.

For example, Zhao Gao, although he is infamous in history, was very obedient when Qin Shi Huang was alive. He dared not have any rebellious thoughts and even did a very good job of doing what Qin Shi Huang asked him to do.

"Hoo," Sun Cheng slowly calmed down and began to carefully study the flintlock pistol in his hand. Before long, he seemed to have become a completely different person, and he devoted himself to studying the flintlock pistol.

He sometimes frowned, sometimes looked amazed, and sometimes deep in thought. It was hard to imagine that a person's face could display so many different expressions, especially an elderly man over fifty.

Logically speaking, as people get older and experience more things, they shouldn't easily show their joys, sorrows, or anger. However, this situation also shows that Sun Cheng is currently experiencing tremendous turmoil in his heart.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Sun Cheng's appearance without any surprise, and waited patiently with a smile on his face.

A flintlock musket would be a product beyond the reach of time in this era. Sun Cheng is a person obsessed with the study of firearms. When such a person encounters a firearm that transcends time, it is like dry tinder meeting a raging fire. It is impossible not to have a violent reaction.

Time passes minute by minute.

Zhu Yunwen waited quietly, without the slightest impatience on his face.

Ma Sanbao tried to interrupt Sun Cheng several times, but Zhu Yunwen stopped him each time.

Waiting a while is fine. If waiting a while will allow the Ming Dynasty to produce flintlock muskets, then he would not hesitate to wait even a whole day, let alone a while.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Sun Cheng took a deep breath, slowly regaining his senses. His face was filled with undisguised amazement as he repeatedly exclaimed, "Truly amazing! Ingenious craftsmanship! I never imagined that firearms could be made to such an extent!"

"Lord Sun, have you figured out this flintlock musket? His Majesty has been waiting for you for ages." Seeing that Sun Cheng had come to his senses, Ma Sanbao could no longer hold back and spoke up directly.

“Sanbao!” Zhu Yunwen waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, Ma Sanbao swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Sun Cheng looked embarrassed and quickly knelt down, saying, "When this old minister saw this object, he was momentarily captivated by it. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Before Sun Cheng could kneel down, Zhu Yunwen stepped forward and helped him up, saying, "Lord Sun, you are mistaken. I don't think you have done anything wrong."

He wasn't saying this to help Sun Cheng; he was speaking from the heart. He had mentioned earlier that flintlock muskets were a product ahead of the Ming Dynasty, yet Sun Cheng was able to study them with such fervor. What did this show? It showed that Sun Cheng could understand flintlock muskets!

The current situation is like learning math. If you don't understand it, why would you study it? What's the point of studying it? You'd probably just be staring blankly. The reason you can immerse yourself in it is because you understand it!

"Your Majesty," Sun Cheng said, somewhat at a loss, his heart pounding with panic.

He took Zhu Yunwen's sincere words as something strange and sarcastic, and used the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction, after all, he had made Zhu Yunwen wait for a long time.

Thinking of this, he felt immense regret. He should have taken the flintlock gun back to study it. If he had, there wouldn't be this trouble now.
However, it's too late to say anything now.

Zhu Yunwen waved his hand and said, "Lord Sun, what do you think of this flintlock gun?"

He didn't know what Sun Cheng was thinking; otherwise, he would probably be quite taken aback.

Sun Cheng was initially panicked, but when he heard Zhu Yunwen mention flintlock pistols, his attention was immediately diverted, and his face was full of undisguised admiration: "Extremely ingenious, truly a masterpiece!"

If Zhu Yunwen hadn't said before that he couldn't find the maker, he would have insisted on meeting the flintlock maker, having a proper exchange, and recruiting such a talent into the Shenji Battalion.

Zhu Yunwen asked, "Lord Sun, is it possible to produce this flintlock musket?"

Although Sun Cheng had a very deep understanding of firearms, when it came to his knowledge of flintlock muskets, no one dared to claim to be number one. While a single flintlock musket was powerful, it was insignificant compared to a complete system of firearms.

If flintlock muskets can be mass-produced, then the way we fight on the battlefield will be completely rewritten, and the rise of the Ming Dynasty will be unstoppable.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. There are some problems with this flintlock gun that I need to study carefully when I get back. Please grant me a year," Sun Cheng said hesitantly.

He could see how much Zhu Yunwen valued the flintlock pistol, and at the same time, he knew how terrifying it was. However, some aspects of the flintlock pistol were too intricate, and he had to study them slowly; it wasn't something that could be rushed.

"No refusal, you really understand!" Zhu Yunwen's face was beaming with undisguised joy. He waved his hand and said, "Lord Sun, whatever you encounter while researching flintlock muskets, please feel free to raise the issue. I will do my utmost to provide assistance." (End of Chapter)