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The core technology of rockets lies in yellow gunpowder, which is the core military secret of the Qin Dynasty. The military equipment inspection bureau that produces this kind of weapon is not only guarded by the army day and night, but also closely monitored by night guards in secret.
Except for the craftsmen in charge of production in the Military Equipment Bureau, even the senior generals of the Qin army did not know the material preparation and production process of yellow gunpowder.
With India's current technological level, even if it gets the rockets, it is impossible to copy them. Therefore, even if it sells some to small Indian countries such as Otsa, it doesn't matter, because these are disposable weapons, and they are gone after they are used up.
Lin Jing told Samantha that the cost of one rocket launcher and five rocket bombs was 5,000 taels of silver, which was of course nonsense.
As the manufacturing technology and craftsmanship of the Qin Dynasty continued to improve, the actual cost of a rocket scoop plus five rocket shells was less than 20 dragon coins, which is equivalent to 14 taels of silver.
He wants to sell it to Otsa and other countries for 5,000 taels. This is really hard to say.
But Samantha felt that rockets were more powerful than European artillery and lighter, making them suitable for use in the mountains.
She did some calculations in her head and figured that if she bought 100 rockets and launched them all at once during the decisive battle with Aurangzeb's army, the damage caused by the dense formation would be staggering.
With this weapon, several small countries in Ottoman Empire could achieve a decisive victory, defeat Aurangzeb's army in one fell swoop, and save their countries from destruction.
It would cost 100,000 taels of silver to buy 100 rockets. If Aurangzeb could be defeated, it would be worthwhile to spend 100,000 taels of silver. The cost for each of the four countries would be 25,000 taels of silver. They could still afford this amount of money.
She wanted to buy it, but the gentle Lin Jing repeatedly emphasized that it was a strategic weapon of the Qin Dynasty and was unwilling to sell it.
The two bargained for a long time, and finally Samantha raised the price to 120,000 taels of silver, and Lin Jing reluctantly agreed.
Finally, Samantha said, "Lord Lin. Cuttack is the capital of our Otsa. Now that we have submitted our tribute to the Qin, shouldn't the Qin return Cuttack to us?"
Obviously, this statement was too direct and did not fit the tone of a vassal state speaking to its suzerain state.
So Lin Jing smiled but said nothing.
The real strength lies not in shouting loudly, but in having the confidence to keep smiling.
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It was the day of the Xiyuan Imperial Lecture again. After a day of listening to the lecture, Qin Mu felt a little tired. Mentally tired.
After everyone left, he lay quietly on the painting boat on Mochou Lake, allowing himself to merge completely from body to spirit with the vast and clear waves of Mochou Lake, the wisp of white clouds entwined around Yuhuatai, and the blue sky of autumn.
Dong Xiaowan gently stroked the strings of the zither at the bow, and the song "Nanshan Clouds" was like the tranquility of mountains and rivers, birdsong, flying flowers and falling leaves, interpreting a quiet and ethereal scene. Just like an uninhabited mountain, white clouds slowly spread to the top of the mountain, and then gently flowed down, the peaks were hazy and the sky was like a dream.
The beautiful Jiangnan woman, Gu Hanyan, who was as graceful as water, added some spices to the cloisonné enamel incense burner with her slender jade fingers. The curling smoke made her face a little blurry, just like the passing of time, which could not be erased. But it was not clear.
"Your Majesty, the tea is ready."
Qin Mu sat up, took the tea bowl, took a sip, and continued to lie on the jade mat.
The fragrance of the red lotus has faded, the jade mat is cold in autumn, and the west wind from the lake fills my sleeves with fragrance. Gu Hanyan gently advised: "Your Majesty, be careful not to catch a cold if you lie down like this, cover yourself with a blanket."
"Hanyan, don't talk, let me be quiet for a while."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Gu Hanyan finally brought a thin quilt and gently covered him with it.
Qin Mu didn't say anything and gave her a warm smile in return.
Today he suddenly felt that he had been doing too much. At the beginning of the founding of the dynasties, almost all of them adhered to the principle of non-intervention. But he was afraid of wasting a day, promoting this and that, wanting to make Daqin break out of the vicious circle of historical reincarnation and let this ancient oriental country always stand at the top of the world.
In fact, he could also rule the country without doing anything like the previous dynasties. Even so, the Qin Dynasty could still become more and more powerful, at least for a certain period of time.
If we miss the first eight or ten years after the founding of the country, and all the structures become rigid, will we be able to push forward the things we want to push forward
It is said that governing a large country is like cooking a small fish, but this does not seem to be suitable for the beginning of a country.
At the beginning of each dynasty, they actually tore down the things of the previous dynasty and started all over again. Nothing could be more "drastic" than this.
Regarding the medical insurance issue, six counties have just been selected to launch a pilot program. With the completion of the judicial training for the county magistrates and county magistrates, Qin Mu is planning judicial reform, which will be the most core reform he wants to promote.
He has been thinking about this issue these days. The American judicial system is relatively complete, but it cannot be directly copied. How to improve it to make it more suitable for the current reality is a very headache.
He thought too much, and the feeling of exhaustion from the inside out made him almost not want to move.
With Qin Mu's prestige, no one could stop him from doing what he wanted to do. Just like Zhu Yuanzhang, who abolished the prime minister system, promoted the six ministries, killed meritorious officials, and even killed everyone in the capital, no one could stop him.
But the key to the policies that Qin Mu wants to promote lies in whether they are suitable for the current national conditions, not whether there is anyone opposing them.
The autumn clouds on Mochou Lake were light and far away, the painted boat was swaying gently, the sound of the piano was like flowing water, and the mountains and waters were dim. Qin Mu, who was a little tired mentally, took a nap on the painted boat and woke up at dusk, then returned to the palace.
The next day was the day for the regular court session. Qin Mu got up early and came to the Xuan Zheng Hall. After three drum beats, civil and military officials filed into the court.
The officials who attended the court meeting today all had relaxed expressions, because there were no major agenda items set for today's meeting.
As a result, after the worship, as soon as Sima An and other bigwigs above the third rank sat down, Xie Yibo, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Rites, suddenly appeared, holding a hu tablet, bowed to the altar, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, I, Xie Yibo, have a report to make."
Qin Mu said casually: "What do you want to say? Come and speak quickly."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Since Your Majesty took the throne, you have always advocated that politics should be pragmatic and efficient, and opposed to being superficial. Your Majesty's move has been praised by everyone in the court and the country, and I also think it is the greatest good policy in the world. However, there is still one thing that is still superficial.
Your Majesty, I have made some statistics and found that at every court meeting, no matter how many issues are discussed, no matter how big or small, more than 60% of the officials do not express their political opinions.
Firstly, time is limited and it is not their turn to express themselves. Secondly, most officials are not good at anything other than their own department’s affairs. Therefore, they have no way to make useful suggestions.
Among the 60% of officials who participated in the court meeting, even if they were not of high rank, most of them were officials in charge of specific affairs of various departments. Their desks were piled with a large amount of official business that needed to be handled urgently.
This move was actually contrary to the pragmatic thinking advocated by the court. Most officials were unable or had no way to make suggestions at the court meetings, but they could only waste time at the meetings, and a large number of affairs in the government offices could not be handled in a timely manner.
In view of this, I suggest that the court session be changed from once every three days to once every five days to reduce this waste. And if the officials have good ideas or good suggestions, they can submit them to the emperor at any time... "
Before Xie Yibo finished speaking, an imperial censor jumped out and shouted at him. The whole court was in an uproar. Xie Yibo was almost drowned in saliva.
Qin Mu sat on the dragon chair, his ears full of buzzing sounds, as if he was facing countless Stephen Chows practicing their verbal skills, which made his hair and beard fly all over the place and his face burnt black... ... ..
Damn it! Qin Mu had expected that this move would be opposed by most officials, but he did not expect the opposition to be so fierce. Some censors cried out in despair as if their parents had just died.
"Your Majesty, any saintly monarch is diligent in his work and loves his people..."
"Your Majesty, Xie Yibo is a scoundrel who has misled the people with his lies and brought disaster to the country and the people. I hope Your Majesty will expel him from the court immediately..."
"Your Majesty, the heaven is vigorous, and the gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement; the earth is gentle, and the gentleman should carry the world with great virtue..."
"Your Majesty, Heaven rewards hard work, and Earth values chastity..."
Not only was Xie Yibo beaten to a pulp, but even Qin Mu's ears ached and his eyes were blurry. He was so angry that he suddenly stood up and shouted, "This is the court. How can you make such a noise? Who said that Xie Yibo should be expelled from the court? Stand up!"
The court was silent for a moment. Censor Liu Yuchang stood up fearlessly and answered: "Your Majesty, I beg you to expel Xie Yibo from the court. Xie Yibo is a beast with evil intentions. He does not persuade the emperor to work hard, but instead..."
"Shut up!" Qin Mu shouted coldly, pointing at Liu Yuchang and scolding, "As the saying goes, honest advice is unpleasant to the ear. If you say that I don't want to listen, then should I also expel you from the court immediately
I have already said before that people will not be convicted based on their words. As a court official, Xie Yibo has the right to express his opinions in the court. Even if his proposal is inappropriate, you can just refute it. Why do you have to call him a beast and expel him from the court
This is absurd, absolutely absurd... From now on, who else dares to express a different opinion? You are trying to block the way of speech and deceive the emperor... It makes me so angry!"
Qin Mu was furious. No one knew where he got so angry. He kept on ranting and it never stopped. This in turn made the ministers in the court confused.
Some ministers even maliciously wondered whether the emperor was so furious because he was dissatisfied with his desires last night and was full of anger.
Sima An sat in front with his eyelids drooping, not saying a word. He knew exactly why Xie Yibo had made such a statement. Fortunately, the imperial censors jumped out quickly and covered up his son Sima Kai's voice. What a luck, what a luck...
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ps: This chapter says that the protagonist is a little tired. I admit that it actually reflects that I am tired. After years and months, day and night, I am really tired, but I also know that this is my fate. My grades are average. If I slack off again, I will really have nothing to eat. But I still want to say that I really want to take a few days off... This wish is a bit extravagant, so please give me more encouragement! Subscribe, recommend tickets, monthly tickets, and give some support within your ability.
.(To be continued..)
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