Zhao Xin sat up straight and looked forward intently. There, a clay pot filled with gunpowder had been put into a pit dug in advance, and then filled completely, with a stick as long as one.
A fuse soaked in saltwater extended out from the clay pot.
Following Liu Yongnian's order, the Forbidden Army soldiers holding torches lit the fuse.
The match rope immediately caught fire and kept moving forward.
Because it has been soaked in salt water, the burning speed of the fuze is stable and slow.
This gave the surrounding soldiers enough time to retreat.
When the countdown reached zero, he immediately curled up and hid behind the wall.
At this moment, the fuse in the pit in the school field ahead had burned into the clay pot.
The fire immediately ignited the black powder filled in the clay pot.
These gunpowders were tightly wrapped in oil paper.
The moment after it is ignited, the core temperature in the clay pot immediately rises to one thousand degrees Celsius. The high temperature causes the nitric acid to decompose, producing countless oxygen. The oxygen causes the sulfur and charcoal to burn, releasing more gases.
In 0.001 seconds, the black gunpowder at high temperature released various gases equivalent to 10,000 times their volume.
Then, the explosion happened.
boom!
Like thunder, moving in the abyss, and like thunderbolts resounding in the ground.
Everyone heard the loud noise.
Even the buildings on the ground were shaking a little because of the loud noise!
Some people who were not strong enough in mind and courage were even frightened by the loud noise and knelt down on the spot.
Even a brave general like Liu Yongnian was so frightened that he immediately drew his sword and stood in front of Zhao Xin.
Of course, he didn't do it in vain.
Because, with the explosion, the soil in the pit and the blasted gas rushed into the air and then fell quickly.
Countless dust flew all over the sky, falling on Liu Yongnian like rain.
But Zhao Xin saw the opportunity quickly and his body was spotless.
At this time, people finally reacted, looking towards the school field ahead with trembling eyes.
There, there was already thick smoke and the pungent smell of sulfur filled the air.
The pit on the ground has been completely blown open, and the pit has expanded several times more than before!
Someone tried to take a closer look, but all they saw was a steaming, frighteningly hot pit.
The surrounding areas of the pit were all destroyed by the blast, and even the originally solid surface nearby had undulating wrinkles and cracks.
"This is a magic technique only possessed by gods, right..." Seeing this scene, someone trembled and said.
As a result, Zhao Xin's aura gained another layer.
The eyes of awe, fear and admiration lingered on him.
Zhao Xin felt all this and was very excited in his heart, but on the surface, he still pretended to be calm, beckoned Liu Yongnian to his side, then took off the piece of paper stuck in his ear and asked: "Liu Qing, what happened just now?"
How much medicine can be filled in the earthen jar?"
"Reporting to the Duke, the charge is five kilograms!"
"Five pounds?" Zhao Xin smashed his mouth: "Too much!"
Five kilograms is 3,480 grams of extremely pure black gunpowder!
Zhao Xin made a simple calculation and knew that this power was indeed excessive.
Because this is almost equivalent to the power of an explosion of 400-500 grams of TNT.
The kinetic energy it releases is enough to move an object weighing one kilogram one hundred kilometers.
"Pretend to be sixty-two and give it a try..." he ordered.
"No!" Liu Yongnian tremblingly accepted the order, and then led the similarly trembling Forbidden Army soldiers, tremblingly holding an earthen jar and pouring out the black gunpowder wrapped in oil paper.
Then, weigh it carefully with a scale.
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In the Political Affairs Hall, today the Second Prime Minister Li Di, who had just arrived in Beijing, was supposed to be sitting in the hall to announce his seal.
However, he was too old, so the officials specially ordered him to rest at home, and his work was handled by Lu Yijian.
Therefore, in fact, the Song Dynasty is still an independent prime minister system.
Even compared to the past, Lu Yijian's power was even greater.
Because he can now know the seal for at least five days a month. During these five days, he has the final say in the Political Affairs Hall.
At other times, he can also rely on his position as prime minister to dominate the entire political hall.
This brought Lu Yijian's power to a higher level.
Nowadays, it has a vague status similar to that of Taizong's Prime Minister Han Wang Zhao Pu and Zhenzong's Prime Minister Li Hang.
In the government, he almost has the final say.
Moreover, his beloved son Lu Gongzhu had already taken charge of Chunfang and became the assistant minister of the emperor.
The present and future of the Lu family are both great.
Lu Yijian was therefore full of ambition and in a good mood.
He was holding a pen, thinking about writing, and was about to write a poem.
suddenly……
boom!
The huge sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and he was so frightened that he could not even hold his pen steady.
"Chunfang!" Lu Yijian put down his pen and followed the sound. He knew that the voice came from Chunfang.
So, he was so frightened that he hurried out, immediately summoned the ruling and main officials in the ministry, and hurried towards Chunfang.
At the door, Lu Yijian met the ministers of the Privy Council who were also coming in a hurry following the sound.
But they haven't had time to say hello yet.
Another roar sounded.
Although the sound was much quieter than before, it still made it difficult for their hearts to keep up, and they almost fainted.
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Yanhe Hall.
Zhao Zhen is reading a poem just sent from Dinghai.
This is a poem written by his number one dog licker, the famous Liu Yong and Liu Sanbian, especially for his civil and military achievements in the past few months as an official of the Song Dynasty.
This poem describes Zhao Zhen as an eternal Mingjun who was like the resurrection of Yao, Shun, and Yu during the lifetime of the Five Emperors.
Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty were not worthy of carrying his shoes.
Although it looked fake, Zhao Zhen was still very happy.
After all, his life as an official has been very pleasant in the past few months.
Along the edge, the Western thieves were no longer as arrogant as they were behind Sanchuankou. They were surrounded by Fan Zhongyan, Xia Song, and Han Qi and were beaten three times together.
The Uighurs and Tibetans also cooperated with the Song Dynasty and cut off all contact and trade with the Western pirates.
Even the Liao people seemed unhappy with the Western thieves and wanted to join in the siege.
However, the Liao people were more hypocritical and wanted the Song Dynasty to provide military expenses.
If this had been last year, Zhao Zhen might have agreed.
But now...
Don't ask for money to invite the Liao people to join the war. Zhao Zhen wishes the Liao people wouldn't come!
So that he can accomplish this great feat and surpass his father and ancestors!
In terms of civil affairs, the situation is also very good!
The vaccination method was successfully promoted from Kaifeng Prefecture to Jingdong Road and Hedong Road. Not only did it make a lot of money for vaccination, it also severely won the hearts of the people.
His rule is now as stable as Mount Tai, and he is no longer afraid of any challenges.
Officials who are in a good mood will naturally feel better when they see the hymn poem written by the number one licking dog.
"Liu Yong is a man who knows how to be kind..." He thought: "I might as well be kind to him and give him a promotion..."
"It is not possible to transfer to the capital..."
Liu Yong now only has a talent name, and this talent name is too entangled with gossip. He rashly transferred to the capital. Zhao Zhen knew that this would set a bad example, and I am afraid that in the future, the talents of the Song Dynasty would be blatantly drunk among flowers.
The impact on social morals is too bad.
so……
He then picked up a pen and wrote on a piece of paper: Dinghai Xiaofeng Yanyong, moved to the nearby Xiaozhou judge.
The judgeship is the last threshold before selecting a person to transfer to the capital, that is, the ceiling.
In this way, the licking dog is rewarded without any negative impact, and the psalm written by the licking dog can be quickly received at a close distance.
I was about to call someone to send this order to Liu Neiquan and let Fu Bi implement it.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the direction of Daqing Hall.
Like a bolt from the blue, the official heard the sound and was so frightened that he threw his pen aside and hurriedly called someone: "Zhang Weiji! Zhang Weiji!"