Todd looked at Emerson in surprise: "Marriage? How did you come up with this idea?!"
Emerson stroked his mustache and analyzed to himself: "Mary is now the queen of the Holy Acropolis, and the strategic position and military strength of the Holy Acropolis will be of great help to Muxi City, Your Majesty
You should know it all too well. Once you marry Queen Mary, we will find an extremely powerful ally for our country, and at the same time, it will make up for the shortcomings of Muxi City in terms of reserve military strength and weapons and equipment..."
"The only thing that makes me a little worried is Queen Mary's fertility. During the years when she was Queen of the Silver Circle, she had no children, and many people questioned her infertility. In fact, even if the rumors are true, this issue
It’s easy to solve, as long as Your Majesty finds a mistress in the future, gives birth to an heir and adopts it to Queen Mary..."
Todd's face grew darker and darker as he listened, and he couldn't help interrupting the other party, shaking his head and saying: "My Prime Minister, are you thinking too much? I have never had the idea of marrying Mary as my queen."
Emerson was stunned: "Your Majesty, you intervened in the succession of the throne of Holy Acropolis and pushed Mary to the throne of queen. Aren't you worried about how to control this power next?"
Todd sighed: "I already have a rough plan in mind on how to integrate the power of the Holy Acropolis into the kingdom, but the time is not yet ripe to implement it now."
"Plan?" Emerson's eyes widened: "Can you tell me something first?"
"It's not the time yet. I can only say that this plan is related to our ongoing religious reform." Todd looked at Emerson, who looked inquiring, and said with a wry smile: "So, let's deal with the matter at hand first.
It’s done. As for the marriage, let’s put it aside for now.”
Emerson glanced at Todd dubiously: "If your Majesty insists, then I will temporarily shelve the marriage proposal. Regarding the religious reform meeting you mentioned, I will go and summon the participants now."
Watching Emerson walk out of the room in a hurry and rush to arrange a meeting, Todd stood up with a smile and rang the summons bell on the table.
Todd gestured to Huggins who came in through the door, and Todd motioned for him to follow him.
"Your Majesty, where are we going?"
"Come for a walk with me on the street."
Sitting in an inconspicuous carriage, Todd opened the curtains of the window, first glanced at the knights riding on horseback following the carriage on both sides, and then looked at the endlessly prosperous Duixi City in his eyes.
Walking along the wide and smooth avenue from the palace, Todd saw the crowded central square, the majestic cathedral, the bustling commercial street, and the orderly city hall.
As the carriage went farther and farther, Huggins drove his horse closer to the carriage window and whispered: "Your Majesty, if you go further, you will reach the workshop area."
Todd nodded and lowered the curtains: "Go to Aiden Colm's workshop."
When Todd walked into Aiden's workshop, the old craftsman was directing the apprentices to hammer a wrought iron pipe together.
Upon discovering the king's arrival, old Aiden first rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then shouted happily: "Your Majesty is here!"
Todd first looked at the people in the room with a smile, but when he saw that the left eye on old Aiden's face had burn marks and had completely lost his vision, he frowned and asked: "Your eye?"
"
Old Aiden touched his blind left eye and said with shame: "When I was experimenting with a new musket, the barrel exploded due to the material of the gun body and the amount of gunpowder..."
Looking at Todd's concerned expression, Old Aiden laughed without any care: "Your Majesty, how big a deal is it to be blind in one eye?! Don't I still have one that can be used! Compared to this, let's take a look,
I just recently built a musket."
Old Aiden took out a tinder firing gun from the wooden box in the back room of the workshop that had not yet been polished and painted.
As soon as Todd took over the musket, he immediately felt the weight of the weapon in his hand. He looked at the musket in his hand repeatedly and asked with interest: "How is the performance of this gun?"
The smile on Old Aiden's face tightened and he coughed twice: "The effective range is about twenty-five meters. Within this distance, it can penetrate most scale armor and chain armor."
Todd, who only knew about muskets from books and chatting, nodded and said, "Very good."
The expression on Old Aiden's face was even more ugly. He whispered: "Your Majesty, the effective range of the musket you sent can reach forty meters."
Todd was dumbfounded: "So much difference?!"
"And this is not the most troublesome problem. The musket you sent is superior to the muskets we made in terms of service life and parts production." Old Aiden looked a little frustrated: "I have also looked for it.
Scholars from Muxi University came to help. They said it was a problem with the manufacturing process and material quality. Now we are jointly improving the musket..."
Todd played with the musket in his hand, but his thoughts were scattered.
The captured musket was obtained by Aisha from an officer of the Abbasid Empire more than three years ago. Since it is the standard weapon of the army, it should be a mature firearm model. Counting the trial period,
The improvement period and service period, the history of this musket in the Abbasid Empire, from prototype design to today, may have exceeded ten years.
A ten-year-old musket is far superior to the imitation weapons in Muxi City. From this, Todd has already seen Muxi City's lagging behind in gunpowder weapons, as well as the technological gap between the Northern Parish and the Southern Empire.
How huge.
Todd scratched the back of his head with a headache and shouted in his heart, "This is unscientific."
According to the general plot development, the time traveler should have supreme technological advantages, and then rely on the era's leading cannons and muskets, a wave of technological advancement, to complete the harvest of the indigenous people... It's my turn, why do I always feel
There is a rhythm of being compared.
Todd handed the musket back to Old Aiden and asked, "In your opinion, how long will it take to realize the process of capturing the musket?"
The old craftsman hesitated for a while, as if he was afraid of being blamed by the king, and gave a shaky answer: "If the research at Muxi University goes well, it will probably take another year."
Todd felt dizzy for a while.
One year?!
If it takes another year to produce this musket, the enemy might be able to hit you at your doorstep.
Todd now regrets the major he studied. If he had studied materials, machinery, or energy and power, he might have made a steam tank by now... But the biochemistry major is really useless in terms of climbing the military technology tree.
It's such a disadvantage.
"I will give Terrence a warrant and ask him to prioritize the research of gunpowder weapons."
After saying this, Todd, who was worried about the future military strength of Muxi City, called Huggins and started on his way back to the palace.