Wu Hantian glanced down at his hand, otherwise... just listen to my mother's words, just do it, declare it an accident, and get it over with.
Then he suddenly thought of Yin Qiuming, and felt a little inexplicably irritated. I never thought that that docile woman would leave behind such an unexpected and troublesome child.
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It dawned very late in the autumn. After it got bright, people from the Eighth Prince's Mansion came to carry Xin Zhi back. Wu Lixiang kept crying and wanted to follow her. Aunt Liu was worried and asked Wu Ziming to see him off.
Now the whole house is full of theatergoers, and everyone probably feels that Wu Sheyue's time is running out, and even Aunt Liu didn't come over to ask for an explanation for her daughter's future.
Sure enough, in the afternoon, people came to the palace asking Wu Sheyue and Wu Hantian to meet the saint.
Wu Sheyue collected all the things that Yu Jing helped prepare recently and took them with her. The timer was a trivial matter, but the gunfire was a life-saving thing.
So when Wu Hantian saw Wu Sheyue leaving the house bundled up, the corners of his eyes jumped uncontrollably. Especially when she lowered her eyebrows and looked obedient, it seemed more like she was provoking.
Wu Hantian flicked his sleeves and got into the car first. He didn't say a word to his daughter until they entered the palace, and Wu Sheyue didn't bother to touch his bad luck.
The emperor was waiting for them in a study room reading a book. Such an environment made Wu Sheyue feel much more relaxed, which probably meant that Xin Zhi's injury was not considered a business matter.
After the father and daughter knelt down, the emperor still read and said nothing. The little eunuch leading the way stood aside, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet for a while.
The emperor didn't open his mouth, and the people below him kept kneeling. After the old emperor drank enough tea and read enough books, he raised his eyes and looked at them. He immediately saw what Wu Sheyue was holding, and when he was about to say something to blame, he paused, and then changed the topic, "It seems that you have done the things well."
Wu Sheyue straightened up immediately after hearing this, "Yes, I have made several tricks. I don't know which one the emperor likes."
The emperor was satisfied and waved to the young eunuch to hand it over, but Wu Sheyue said: "Let Yue'er show it to the emperor first."
"Yeah, that's fine."
Wu Hantian frowned, wondering when the emperor had become so "not doing his job properly"? You actually asked about playing first? Although he didn't think that making some refurbished handicrafts could compare to the lower body of a prince, Wu Sheyue's behavior was undoubtedly trying to reduce his punishment.
However, he soon knew whether this thing was worth the emperor's complete partiality.
Wu Sheyue placed the package on the ground and first took out a small pistol with shining silver light. "Your Majesty, you know that these things may damage some things. Please don't blame Yue'er, Your Majesty."
"Nothing." The emperor waved his hand nonchalantly. If the things Yu Jing showed him could really be built, it wouldn't matter if the whole room was destroyed.
Wu Sheyue raised his pistol and aimed it at the red paint pillar. There was no ballistic detection tool here, so he didn't know how accurate it was...
With the sound of a muffler and a crash, several people in the room were suddenly startled. A puff of green smoke came out of the mahogany pillar.
The emperor was shocked. This level was much better than what Yu Jing showed him last time. He quickly said: "Go, go and have a look..."
The little eunuch tremblingly came over to check, and then put his finger into the bullet hole, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... it went in so deep... this is nanmu..."
Wu Hantian couldn't control his body and went limp. Although he thought he was very good at martial arts, but... this thing really made him scared! I didn’t know what kind of hidden weapon it was, but I had already taken action before I could see it clearly.
He was in a panic. If this daughter used it against him...
Then I heard Wu Sheyue's brisk voice saying: "This pistol can hold six rounds of bullets and has a range of fifty meters. The closer the distance, the better the accuracy. It is a close-range weapon. Its power is probably... it can hit the head."
There was a strange light in the emperor's eyes. Wu Sheyue knelt on the ground and assembled another large item. "This is called a sniper rifle. It has a maximum range of 800 meters. It is a long-range attack weapon. It is not convenient to try it in the palace~ When the emperor is about to go hunting, I can show it to the emperor."
The emperor nodded slightly. Although he had some doubts about the eight hundred meters, it was not much.
Wu Sheyue said, took out another detonator (grenade) wrapped in cotton, then looked around and stood up.
The little eunuch took a step back in fear, but the emperor did not stop her movement. Wu Sheyue fumbled and opened the window and looked outside, "Your Majesty, this is an artillery piece, its power is about..." She opened the ring, threw it out and blocked her ears, "This is it."
With a loud bang and the sound of rubble collapsing, the little eunuch exclaimed "Earthquake!" The emperor suddenly stood up and rushed to the window. Even Wu Hantian stood up automatically in shock.
The rockery in the courtyard collapsed, there was a smell of gunpowder in the air, and guards ran over in panic.
Wu Sheyue whispered in a timely manner: "Your Majesty, the power of this explosion depends on what the Emperor wants to blow up. Yue'er damaged the Emperor's rockery, and the Emperor promised not to be angry..."
The emperor looked at the mess in front of him and did not get angry. Instead, he laughed loudly. The laughter became louder and louder, and the frightened little eunuch knelt down.
Wu Sheyue breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Hantian's face turned blue and he looked at his daughter with determination in his eyes.
The emperor suppressed his smile and said calmly: "You surprise me every time."
Wu Sheyue lowered her eyes, "As long as I can solve the emperor's problems, it will be Yue'er's blessing. Which one the emperor likes, Yue'er will figure out how to mass-produce it."
In fact, she was bragging, these things are not very good at all. She couldn't make a small pistol with no ballistics, poor accuracy, and a sniper rifle with a range of 800 meters. It was only a 400-meter rifle at best, but she could make a detonator because it was easy! The gunpowder was left to Yu Jing to prepare for Pearl...
But people are like this. Although they want to get benefits, but the benefits are too great, they are afraid.
If she made ordinary pistols in a proper manner, the emperor would probably ask her to batch them immediately. But the lethality of the weapons in her hands is getting wider and wider. While the emperor was eager for her to take out the city-slaying blade, he was also afraid that the blade would rush towards him.
No one in the upper echelon can tolerate the overall situation being controlled by one variable. So Wu Sheyue wanted to brag about herself, and she knew that the emperor was shocked.
A pair of guards ran to the study door and asked in panic, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
The emperor waved his hand indifferently, "Go and ask someone to clean up."
The guards looked confused, but they didn't dare to ask unless the emperor explained.
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Pneumonia almost killed me some time ago, and I coughed to death. Every time I get pneumonia, it lasts for two months...
I'm really sorry for not updating for so long. Weibo and QQ groups will give you a batch of useful information. You can come and pick it up~Thank you for not abandoning me~
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