At this time, on the main peak of Jingshan Mountain, Yang Fan looked nervous.
"Have you checked everything? There must be no problems."
"Don't worry, sir, there will definitely be no problem. I checked it carefully ten times." Huang San replied.
After all, this was a fireworks display over the Forbidden City. If it accidentally fell to the ground and burned down the three main halls, Yang Fan would be finished.
"Okay, now look at the watch and wait for the first moment of Hai hour."
Di'anmenwai Street, Drum Tower.
A group of strong men wearing red robes and wearing red cloths wiping their foreheads raised their drumsticks and listened.
An official of the Ministry of Civil Affairs looked at the hourglass and shouted loudly: "Peace in the four seasons, Haishi."
The second floor of the Drum Tower has a main drum with a height of 2.40 meters and a drum head diameter of 1.60 meters. There are twenty-four group drums with a drum height of 1.60 meters and a drum head diameter of 1.12 meters.
There is a strong man under each big drum, holding a huge drumstick in each hand. The drummer on the head drum shouted loudly, and immediately started beating in unison.
When beating bells and drums, first hit eighteen times fast, then play eighteen times slowly, as the saying goes: "Eighteen times tight, eighteen times slowly." The number is six times, alternating between fast and slow, for a total of 108 times.
The Drum Tower is located in the north of the center of the capital. It was originally called Qi Zheng Tower, which means Qi Zheng (Sun, Moon, Venus, Jupiter, Mercury, Mars, and Saturn).
On the bell tower behind, a dozen shirtless strong men suddenly pushed the wooden block together and hit the Yongle bell.
Boom! The melodious bell rang.
Hearing the bell and looking at the time, Yang Fan gave the order to launch.
Buried in Jingshan Mountain, an eight-meter-long steel pipe lowers a lit sphere from its mouth. This sphere is a fireworks bomb.
Then there was a boom, and a line of flames shot up into the sky. It flew diagonally over the Forbidden City and exploded high in the sky. Suddenly, the flames were extremely brilliant.
Fireworks technology has been developed in China since the Tang and Song Dynasties, with various novel designs, but this was the first time that high-altitude fireworks were used.
The crystallization of modern industry cannot be compared with these homemade gunpowders. Whether it is color, brightness, pattern, or control of time, it is not something that can be achieved in this era.
The visual impact of modern fireworks is unparalleled.
Everyone on the platform was directly conquered by the first firework bomb.
As everyone counted, a firework bomb exploded six times, each time a different color.
This shot marks the beginning of the fireworks display.
Queen Zhou looked at the sky in confusion and said to Chongzhen: "These fireworks are indeed not fireworks. They can fly so high in the sky that the whole city can see them."
"Yes, Yang Qing always does things according to my wishes, and the things he does are always better than what he said. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such beautiful fireworks."
Concubine Yuan Guifei whispered: "Your Majesty, I think this fireworks looks like a peony flower ball."
Concubine Tian also echoed: "Yes, yes, it's a peony flower ball. It's so beautiful. The flowers are divided into six colors and explode one after another. It's like a flower blooming six times, each time different."
Every three minutes, Jingshan casts one.
People of this era had never seen high-altitude fireworks displays, so Yang Fan deliberately lengthened the time to give everyone time to appreciate it carefully and to save ammunition at the same time.
This thing is not cheap, and the purchase requires procedures, which is quite troublesome.
A total of sixty bombs were fired in three hours. When the New Year's bell rang, forty bombs were fired continuously, bringing the atmosphere to its climax.
The relatives and concubines in the harem were all dumbfounded. It was so beautiful. It was simply an unparalleled visual enjoyment.
The purpose of Yang Fan's performance is to make them dumbfounded, and then Xinghe Supermarket will launch firecrackers and fireworks products.
I plan to make an advertisement today, and after the fireworks products go on sale, I plan to make a lot of money during the Lantern Festival.
Firecrackers are such a high-end and high-end product, but they only cost one or two silver dollars, and there is no upper limit.
Did the officials and eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty steal so much money and keep it for their children? It would be a crime not to take out all of them.
Almost everyone in the southern city and the northern city came out of their houses. The streets and yards were full of people. Adults, children, girls, and wives all stood or sat on small horses to watch the fireworks show.
This is an era when entertainment is scarce. You have to spend money to listen to music, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.
This was the first time that everyone in the entire capital watched the entertainment performance together. From the princes and nobles to the merchants and footmen, everyone stopped to watch, and even the soldiers on guard duty at each city gate were watching with their spears.
Zheng Sanfa's family of four stood in the yard, looking at the fireworks exploding over the Forbidden City in the southeast, their whole bodies trembling with excitement.
Mr. Zheng shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty is enjoying himself with the people!"
When will he have the right to see this in his life? He has been making shoes with his head down his whole life.
On this New Year's Eve, like the emperor, he raised his head and looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky. No one realized that this raising of his head heralded the coming of a new era.
In this new era, everyone is born equal, no one has any privileges before the law, and everyone can live with dignity.
The Age of Discovery that we once missed will change its course, not from the West to the East, but from the East to the West.
The globe's colors will be repainted.
"Grandpa, grandpa, the fireworks are so beautiful, will they be held every year from now on?" the little grandson asked, pulling on the lapel of Old Man Zheng's clothes.
"With the new dynasty, I hope that life will get better and better for everyone. Poor man, I look forward to a hundred years in the future. I hope that your majesty can cheer up the people of Ming Dynasty, just like the years when Zhang Shoufu was in power, the common people were
We have enough people at home.”
Immediately afterwards, a new round of fireworks rose into the sky. This time, it was an eight-layer core. The fireworks exploded from the inside to the outside, exploding into five levels, each with a different color. It is called eight layers, but it can actually achieve five layers.
In Tushan Mansion, a family also sat in the yard and watched the fireworks.
"Miss, miss, look, those fireworks are like dandelion balls." Mei Xiang chirped with joy. Every day for her was a happy day.
Sometimes I really envy her. This little girl is so lucky.
After sitting there for a while, the little girl couldn't help but start to harm her brother again. She reached out and grabbed him without him paying attention, and took him into her arms. He kissed his little face.
"Wow," Tu Shanhu cried immediately, struggling desperately to escape from the clutches. Yang Fan was right, he had to hit his younger brother early, as he would not be able to catch him when he grew up.
Mrs. Tushan immediately quit, pushed Tushanyong and said, "Sir, don't worry about it. Look, Huzi is so frightened that he will make Huzi cry as soon as he comes home."
Tu Shanyong glanced at it nonchalantly and said: "Our family is a general and a military household. Our son can't be pampered. What's the matter with crying all the time? I think, I have to let his sister smash him well. Smash him. Let's pass.
Let him and Xiaoyue practice martial arts in the new year, and you are not allowed to protect them, do you hear me?"
Mrs. Tushan muttered something dissatisfied and fell silent.
Tu Shanhu opened his eyes wide in horror. It was over now, he was completely Barbie, and he cried louder.
This chapter has been completed!