Chapter 668

To tell you the truth, how is it that you are scratching your heart.

"Gunpowder is our biggest problem now."

Song Yan is also tightening his brow, this gunpowder is hard to find, he knows.

"If there is gunpowder, what about the man?"

Shen Qingci then said, "I want to finish it in half a year, so I need a lot of people.".

"On the human side, I can do it."

The fourth prince took the matter into his own hands. Of course, he was no longer claiming to be his own palace. "My father gave me the right to mobilize all the generals and the people around me. If we could really blow up mountains and mountains, we would be able to get out of the country. This time, it was also for the sake of building water conservancy projects in order to promote peace and prosperity. This is a good thing for the country and the people It's just about Pingyang, it's about all the people. "

If Pingyang can't keep it.

I'm sure it's their turn next.

Now people are not a problem. The silver has already returned to its original position. Almost all of them have 10 million taels of silver.

The problem is this powder.

"I'll take care of the powder."

Shen Qingci raised his face and also looked at them. "Your Highness, can you arrange the people first? After ten days, we are going to bomb the mountain."

"Ten days?" The fourth prince took another breath.

"Are you not?"

Shen Mo's words came true, but his highness didn't dig up his eyes in advance, didn't he? "

" that's right, "the fourth Prince understood the meaning of Shen Qingci. Is this what cousin Shuo was interested in?

"I'm going to transfer now."

When the fourth Prince stood up, he was also ready to send more people. The bombing of the mountain really scared him. As for where the gunpowder came from, he really didn't think about it.

As for cousin Shuo, don't think he really doesn't know.

This is not just the dose of the third brother's one people, that is, his temperament. How can such a ruthless person become the king of a country.

No one can give the throne to the third elder brother.

Otherwise, he would not have any life. If he had not been careful in recent years, he would have been dead and become another ghost in the palace.

But my father

The fourth Prince beat the table hard.

His father knows that he can't know anything, he can't guess anything. He's just pretending to be blind.

Because he had only two sons, and the restriction of the two sons to the emperor was very important. He not only wanted to keep a balance in the court, but also needed such a balance for his son.

When he had only two sons, he clearly knew that one of his sons was ambitious, but he could not fight against this son, because he had to restrict another son. Therefore, as an emperor, it was so sad.

They should be cautious of their own sons. They are not as good as those folk fathers, such as Shen Dingshan, who can run to other people's doors for the sake of their daughters. No matter what kind of emperor Laozi you are, he deceives his children. Even if he works hard with you, he still wants to get justice for his children.

So what's the meaning of being a prince? He might as well be Shen Dingshan's son.

After the fourth Prince left, Shen Qingci was still sitting there. She was playing with the cup in her hand and didn't know what she was thinking?

"Madam, the young master did not prepare explosives."

Changgeng's voice suddenly added, if there is, he knows, if not, he knows.

Young master did not prepare these things. Gunpowder is not so easy to come, and it is also quite dangerous. If it is not very much, it may be dangerous.

And these things can not see moisture, if put for a long time, want to come, now also can't use.

Shen Qingci put down the cup in his hand, and then slightly flattened his red lips.

"Changgeng, you can buy something for me."

"Madame, please."

Changgeng arched way.

Shen Qing asked Bai Mei to take the pen and paper, and then wrote a string of things.

Chang Geng took it over, but she couldn't help frowning.

Sulfur, realgar, saltpeter

This is For gunpowder?

"Madam, you..."

"Go on," Shen Qinghe picked up the cup again and lowered his eyelashes slightly. All along, he was a little too cold silent.

Gunpowder, she didn't.

But she can do it.

No one knows, even she has forgotten. As for her work of making gunpowder, it seems that it is not difficult to understand that Lou's girl's nose is naturally different from ordinary people.

She can make spices and, of course, gunpowder.And the most crazy time she wanted to make gunpowder was when she was first locked up. At that time, she tried her best to study gunpowder every day. She wanted Huang Dongan and Lou Ziyin to blow up Huang's family to fly ash, and let these people be buried with her. Only later, when she had no hands, all she could do was to think about it in her heart.

It can be said that at that time, she was almost infatuated with gunpowder.

Until later, when she was there for a long time, she didn't accept her life, just one day after another, and she didn't know why she had to continue to think about it and why she had to go on?

It was only when she talked about blasting mountains that she remembered the past.

It turns out that she can match gunpowder.

"But ma'am," Chang Geng did not know how to say it?

"It's too dangerous, childe. He's already..."

"He is not dead!" Shen Qing's words suddenly interrupted Changgeng's words, "I promise with my life that nothing will happen."

"You get these ready. The rest is my business."

she stood up and prepared to make gunpowder. Nobody said anything about it. She has the final say. She did it by water, she did it, and she exploded it.

No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, and no matter what she has to bear, she will bear it by herself.

When Shen Qingci left, Changgeng had a cold face. At this time, there was no trace of expression.

"No one can tell about it. I will send someone to guard the house and show me what everyone knows."

But his eyes finally stopped on Song Yan. Shen Qingci left song Yan here. He decided to let song Yan know that the fourth prince could hide it, but song Yan could not. No matter how, song Yan would see it.

He is not a fool, nor is he a fool.

And how to choose it depends on Song Yan.

Song Yan didn't open his mouth to express his position. As a result, a sword had been molded on his neck. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. When he turned back, he saw the white bamboo of his family was putting the sword on his neck. Is this to murder his husband?

"Put it down, put it down..."

He was scared out of a cold sweat, carefully poked a white bamboo sword.

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