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Chapter 465: Naming

Everyone in the Guoshang Academy was already used to the sound of rolling thunder just now.

The dean has always been very concerned about many matters related to the fireworks shop. Recently, news came out that the fireworks shop has built a new large-scale firework, and its sound is like thunder.

The dean is even more addicted to it every day and cannot extricate himself.

Everyone in the Guoshang Academy knows that the dean is a magical person. He doesn't like beauties or power, but he only likes to tinker with things that ordinary people don't expect.

In the fiefdom, I kept staring at the stone table, and in the Guoshangyuan, I kept setting off fireworks.

From the sounds, I'm afraid another house has collapsed, and funds will have to be allocated to repair it.

Although the National Business Council was not surprised by this sound, there were still many people who were inevitably startled by the suddenness.



Emperor Chu looked at the small wooden house that had collapsed in part due to the bombing, and then walked to the low wall he had just taken shelter from, as if it were broken pottery pieces that had been nailed in.

Is this really caused by that inconspicuous little black jar?

How could that little thing have such great power?!

No wonder Xu Qing had just asked them to hide behind the low wall. If he had stood outside without taking it seriously, he would probably have been blown into pieces by the pottery shards that were ejected.

The wise king, who finally came back to his senses, also stared at such small pottery fragments and fell into deep thought.

After a while, the Xian Wang looked at Xu Qing: "Just broken pottery pieces are so powerful. If broken iron tools such as iron nails are mixed in, wouldn't it be even more powerful?"

Xu Qing glanced at Xian Wang in surprise. He had only demonstrated the prototype, but Xian Wang could already draw inferences?

Emperor Chu on the side also asked: "How much does this cost? If it costs a lot, I'm afraid it won't be of much use on the battlefield."

Xu Qingdao: "This object is cheap to make, and the materials are extremely easy to find. The manufacturing method is similar to that of fireworks, and it is also very easy to make. The prince just said to mix iron nails into it. I suggest that it is better to put rusty iron nails."

The Xian Wang looked at Xu Qing with a complicated look on his face: "If he were the emperor and had a princess of the right age, it would be a pity to marry one of you to you..."

Normally, when the royal family betroths a princess to a minister, only Princess Shang says that she is not marrying a princess. At least there is no precedent for this in Chu State.

"Xu Qing is indeed the best choice to be my son-in-law." The Emperor Chu on the side also nodded, and then looked at the Xian King: "I don't have a princess, but don't you have one yourself, brother?"

When King Xian heard this, his eyes suddenly became dangerous, and he looked at Xu Qing: "Do you dare to take Xue'er's idea?!"

Xu Qing knew that this was not a question of whether he dared or not. As long as the King Xian spoke, Xiao Ruxue would be able to pack her luggage and move to Uncle Anding's Mansion the next day. It didn't matter whether he dared or not.

However, Xu Qing was still uncomfortable with the Xian Wang's eyes, and quickly changed the topic: "Ahem, is the prince still satisfied with the power of this thing?"

The wise king nodded, with unconcealable approval in his eyes: "I am very satisfied, what is the name of this thing?"

Xu Qing shook his head and said, "I haven't given a name yet."

Emperor Chu looked at Xu Qing and said, "Since you created this thing, why don't you give it a name?"

Xu Qing said without thinking: "How about calling it a grenade?"

Emperor Chu looked puzzled, what the hell was a grenade?

Can you get this name?

Shouldn't something like this, which is almost like a god triggering thunder, be given a more upscale and atmospheric name?

King Xian also looked dissatisfied: "What's the name of Grenade? Can't you name it more seriously?"

The name Grenade was boycotted by King Xian and Emperor Chu, which made Xu Qing a little dissatisfied.

You still have to pick and choose a name, and what happened to the name Grenade? How many years has it been called?

What can I change my name to now?

Can it still be called a sweet crit?

Xu Qing said in a different way: "If grenades don't work, how about calling them grenades instead?"

"Grenade?" The Xian Wang thought of the dull roaring sound made by Xu Qing just after throwing it out with his hand, like thunder coming from the sky, and couldn't help but nodded: "Thunder in the hand, well, this name is good, at least it is better than a grenade.

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Emperor Chu on the side also nodded in agreement, calling him "Grenade" indeed showed more momentum. Obviously, compared to "Grenade", the name "Grenade" was more acceptable to him.

In this way, Dachu's first thermal weapon officially used by the military, the grenade, was born!

And the King Xian felt that this thing should be made bigger, and could be put on a catapult instead of throwing stones. This thing is much lighter than the big stones placed on the catapult, and can be thrown farther and the lethality should be higher than that of the catapult.

Simply smashing rocks is much larger, and the appearance needs to be made stronger, so that when the catapult is thrown out, it will be broken before it explodes.

King Xian has always been fond of weapons, and he is very handy with all kinds of weapons, but he has never seen such an object that can easily kill the enemy without high martial arts skills. This makes King Xian unable to put it down.

If this thing wasn't too dangerous, Xu Qing estimated that the wise king could use this jar instead of holding the princess to sleep at night.

It is really unimaginable how much psychological shadow this thunder-like thing would have on the Zhou Kingdom when it appeared on the battlefield.

Tobe

Today is Dong Song's first day in office, and he has already arrived at the Yamen before he can settle down.

Dong Song used to be the governor of Yongzhou, with a rank of third rank, but the Minister of Hubu was only a rank of fourth rank.

It seems that it is not worth it to drop one grade, but it is not the case.

As a local governor, no matter how outstanding you are, you will not be able to rise further, because the local governor is already at your limit. However, once you reach the capital, it will be much easier to move up the ranks than the local governor.

Moreover, the power in the hands of the minister of household affairs and the local governor is also in the sky and on the earth, and they are completely different.

This is why local officials are so overwhelmed that they want to be transferred to the capital.

Dong Song didn't dare to neglect him when he first arrived. He didn't have much background. He had to be careful when walking in this capital city with many aristocratic families. He couldn't neglect anyone. If he made a slight mistake, he would be doomed.

Just when Dong Song walked to the door of the check-in room, he heard bursts of conversation coming from inside.

The right minister of the Ministry of Hubu: "Song Jing was demoted, and everything in the Hubu fell on me. When will this day be the end?!"

A minister from the household department laughed and gave an idea: "Sir, please calm down. I heard that the newly appointed left minister of the household department has arrived in the capital today. When he comes, you will leave all the matters to this person. He is an unidentified and helpless person."

The local governor in the background is not as noble as your lord, so he certainly won’t dare to say anything. Then you can have some leisure time, and Miss Fuyun from Liuxiang Pavilion will always be thinking about your lord.”

This is also a tradition. The older ones bully the younger ones, the older ones bully the less experienced ones, and the older ones bully the less experienced ones.

As the number one lackluster of Mr. Chamberlain, this doctor from the Household Department naturally understood.

The right servant of the Ministry of Finance kicked him over and said angrily: "Idiot! Do you know who recommended Dong Song? How dare you give him small shoes? You really don't know how to live or die!"


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