He also attaches great importance to these thirty cannons. After all, they are definitely the most powerful weapons in the world.
"Huangfu, let's go and take a look together."
Huangfu nodded slightly. He had seen Chen Mu's weapon called the flintlock gun, and the thing called the cannon was undoubtedly an enlarged version of the flintlock gun. He was also curious about how powerful this thing could be.
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On the plain, thirty tiger-crouching cannons were lined up, while thousands of scarecrows were displayed a hundred meters away.
The cannon holes faced each other, and at the next moment, Wang Qiong raised the red flag and shouted: "Fire!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Thirty fire snakes exhaled in unison, and when they looked at the scarecrows in front, they were all engulfed by gunfire without exception.
Huangfu was shocked. The power of a small flintlock gun was so terrifying. If Chen Mu had used this cannon to attack them that day, the casualties would have been even more serious.
As for Chen Mu, looking at Huangfu's expression, he was extremely satisfied. The purpose was to show off his muscles for this kid and make him follow him steadily.
"Wang Qiong, I will give you another mission to make ten thousand flintlock guns."
Wang Qiong nodded: "Three months, absolutely no problem."
Nowadays, the equipment manufacturing bureau has grown beyond the thirty or so people at the beginning. Especially precision equipment such as flintlock guns that require mass production cannot do without a group of professional manufacturing workshops.
With the support of Chen Mu, many blacksmiths from Yizhou were recruited to Shu County and formed a production workshop with 500 people.
Afterwards, Chen Mu led Huangfu for a leisurely stroll along the Minjiang River.
"You are quite smart, but you just lack training. I will still leave the more than 10,000 rebel troops to you. I will send you a Qianjun camp deputy general. You must train an elite force for me. Do you understand?"
Huangfu looked happy, but he did not expect that Chen Mu would still hand over the rebel army to him.
There are more than 10,000 people. In terms of power and authority, they are almost the same as the generals in the imperial court.
Immediately, he hurriedly handed over his hands and thanked him: "I will live up to the prince's expectations!"
Chen Mu still walked forward step by step, waved his hand and said slowly: "Go down, I want to walk alone."
Huangfu didn't dare to follow any longer, and half-knelt on the spot, watching Chen Mu's back until he disappeared into the snowy field.
It's been two months since we left. Even though there are many women around him now, Chen Mu is the first to return to Liu Si's courtyard.
This woman, who had gone from poverty to wealth with him, left a deep imprint on his heart.
Liu Si doesn't like big yards. In his eyes, a small home is always much warmer than everyone else.
There is a willow tree in the courtyard, but as the severe winter approaches, the leaves have long since withered, leaving only a dead tree standing in the courtyard.
At the moment, Liu Sizheng was holding Chen Zhiqiu's hand, pacing back and forth in the courtyard.
"The boss is back?"
Still like those years in Lihe Village, Liu Si grinned when he saw Chen Mu, and then slowly walked over with Zhiqiu in his arms.
Liu Si was already a few years older than the original master, and with the passage of time, you could already see the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
"In autumn, call father!"
He hadn't spent much time with this child, and the look in his eyes was full of unfamiliarity. Perhaps he didn't even know what the word "father" meant, but under Liu Si's instruction, he still timidly called out.
Chen Mu touched the boy's head and smiled slightly.
"By the way, this guy Ping An has been gone for almost a year, and you still don't believe he brought him back?"
Liu Si smiled and said: "Han Xiner came back with a letter. I heard from him that Ping'an is very talented in the military. The Tubo people occasionally come to pick fights. Ping'an has also shot and killed several Tubo soldiers. Now he is on the army.
It’s a long position.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but look surprised. He knew Han Xiner very well. Even if Chen Ping'an was his son, he would probably treat everyone equally.
He can take the position of corps commander only because of his military merit.
It seems that this boy should also join the army. Although he has given everything in Yizhou, he is not as capable as himself after all.
Yizhou grain is still being shipped continuously to all parts of the country, and the disaster situation has been completely calmed down.
In the next period of time, gold and silver were transported almost car by car to the warehouse in Yizhou Prefecture.
How the food leaves Sichuan is how the money is transported back.
The first batch of grain alone allowed Chen Mukuang to earn more than 4 million taels of silver, which was twice as much as expected. If all the grains were sold out, the amount would be close to 20 million taels.
silver.
"Brother Chen, by selling grain this time, we can directly earn the country's tax revenue for a year!"
On this day, Chen Mu was eating in the yard when he suddenly heard Zhang Bowen's voice.
Chen Mu stood up and said in surprise: "Brother Bowen? Why are you back?"
"Hey, I have already laid the groundwork for the disaster relief in the north. It doesn't make much sense to stay any longer. Besides, when I come back this time, I have one more thing to report and discuss with you."
When he said this, he saw Zhang Bowen's face condensed slightly, and Chen Mu knew that it was probably not a trivial matter, otherwise he wouldn't have come back in a hurry.
Asking Liu Si to prepare another pair of bowls and chopsticks, Zhang Bowen sat down and said, "There is something big going on at the court."
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Bowen chewed a piece of crispy meat carefully, then frowned and said: "When I was doing disaster relief in Chang'an, I met my uncle and nephew Wei Qinghong. I heard that... the old emperor is seriously ill and will die soon."
Chen Mu put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "This is a good thing. Once the old emperor dies, there will definitely be chaos in the court. Wouldn't he have the heart to disgust me?"
Zhang Bowen shook his head slowly: "But do you know that as a state shepherd and a king with a different surname personally granted by the old emperor, you are going to the capital to mourn the emperor. I also heard from Wei Qinghong and others that the decree has been
Come on, I'm afraid I'll be here in Shu County tomorrow."
Chen Mu's face froze, how could he not know about the mourning? As long as the emperor did not die suddenly, before his death, all the state ministers, especially the royal family, had to go to Beijing to mourn.
But the problem is, with my current status, once I enter Chang'an alone, I can imagine the serious consequences.
Zhang Bowen paused and then said: "If you go, you will fall into their hands, but if you don't go, they will definitely use this as an excuse to deprive you of all the orthodox titles of the King of Mu Shuchuan in Yizhou, but as it seems now
, we are firmly in control of Yizhou, and we don’t need official titles from the imperial court.”
Zhang Bowen certainly didn't want to leave. After all, the force he had worked so hard to build would fall apart in an instant without Chen Mu.
But unexpectedly, Chen Mu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go, why not go? After so many years of wandering around, if you are scared by this, you can really go back to farming."