Looking at the five fist-sized holes in the wooden target in front of him, Zhou Yuji was stunned. It took him a long time to rub his eyes and look again carefully:

"This...how is this possible...it's actually five consecutive shots..."

Zhou Yuji only thought about five rounds of fire cannons, but he didn't know that the crown prince fired thirty rounds of bullets in one shot. Until Zhu Cixiang walked up to him, Zhou Yuji still felt like he was dreaming.

Zhu Cixiang knew that his marksmanship was mediocre, so he fired all the bullets in order not to be embarrassed. He believed that a few bullets would hit the wooden target. When he saw the five holes in the wooden target, Zhu Cixiang smiled unkindly.

"General Zhou, I hit all five shots. What do you think of the power of the new firearms?"

Five rounds of bullets were fired in an instant. Compared with the concept of reloading speed of a large open fire gun, Zhou Yuji knew better. In excitement, he knelt down on one knee and saluted:

"Your Highness is mighty and domineering, and all five shots hit the target. This is a divine weapon. With this divine weapon in the Ming Dynasty, why worry about the slaves and bandits being immortalized!"

Zhu Cixiang smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to help Zhou Yuji:

"The general is level, and there is no need to salute in the army. This firearm is called an AK47 and can fire thirty rounds in a minute. In future training, try to fire in bursts to save bullets."

"What? Thirty rounds?"

Zhou Yuji was stunned for an instant. The power of the new firearm in front of him was completely beyond his imagination. How could there be a thirty-shot firearm? Where did His Highness get it?

But he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he hurriedly raised his hands and said:

"According to the order!"

Zhu Cixiang picked up another grenade:

"This is called a grenade. You must be careful when using it. Open the back cover, pull it and throw it out immediately, otherwise you will blow up your own people..."

As Zhu Cixiang spoke, he opened the back cover, pulled the fuse, and then gently threw the grenade out.

As a battle-tested general of the Ming Dynasty, Zhou Yuji once led his army to use the thunderbolts of the Ming Dynasty.

Because the problem of gunpowder and fuse has not been improved, the function of the bomb blast is similar to that of the hand grenade, but its shape is much larger and its weight is several times heavier.

Seeing the grenade in Zhu Cixiang's hand, Zhou Yuji felt that it should be a small thunder:

"Your Highness, this thing seems to be like a thunderbolt... Your Highness..."

"Whoosh..."

"Bang..."

Before Zhou Yuji finished speaking, a loud noise was heard and a grenade exploded fifty steps away.

Zhou Yuji's eyes widened in shock again. The grenade exploded fifty steps away, instantly raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Are you kidding me? In the past, the ability of Hongtianlei soldiers to throw twenty steps was already the limit.

Although the grenade is much lighter, the crown prince is only seven or eight years old, so how can he throw it fifty steps away?

If all soldiers could be thrown this far, wouldn't the Ming army be invincible in the future against Jian slaves and rogue bandits?

Zhou Yuji didn't know that the Crown Prince didn't use all his strength just now. If he threw it with all his strength, the grenade would definitely explode one hundred and fifty steps away.

Seeing Zhou Yuji's surprised look, Zhu Cixiang smiled faintly and said a few words to take Yuan Gui and others to the Huangji Palace to attend court.

Zhou Yuji stared at the crown prince's back in confusion for a moment, then quickly grabbed a grenade, opened the back cover, pulled the fuse, and threw it hard towards the direction where Zhu Cixiang had just thrown the grenade.

"Whoosh..."

"Bang..."

There was a loud noise, and the grenade exploded about forty steps away, a long way from the grenade the Crown Prince had just thrown:

"This...how is this possible..."

Forty steps is approximately equivalent to about sixty meters. Without any throwing training, Zhou Yuji's first throw of a grenade was already at a good distance beyond forty steps.

But it was still far from the Crown Prince's shot just now. How could Zhou Yuji, who was very confident in his own strength, figure out that the Crown Prince was only seven years old!

…

Huangji Hall

Although officials in the late Ming Dynasty were not good at handling major affairs, it had become a habit to follow Emperor Chongzhen in the early morning court. The civil and military officials of the entire court had almost arrived before dawn. Only Zhu Cixiang, the supervisor of the country, arrived late.

Following the painful lesson from last time, Zhu Cihong was late for court again, and no one dared to directly stand up to question him this time. Seeing the arrival of the crown prince, the ministers immediately stepped forward and bowed and saluted:

"See Crown Prince Chitose!"

Zhu Cixiang glanced at the ministers:

"My dear friends, please forgive me for being free!"

"Thank you Qianqianqiang!"

After all the ministers were behind him, Zhu Cihong winked at Yuan Gui, and Yuan Gui immediately stepped forward and shouted:

"If you have a foundation, you will play early, but if you don't have a foundation, you will retreat!"

The young prince had just come to court. His buttocks were not warm yet and he was about to leave. Shi Bangzhao, the deputy censor of the capital, stepped forward and bowed:

"Your Highness, I am the Vice-Censor of the Imperial Palace, Shi Bangzhao, and you have this memorial!"

Zhu Cixiang recalled Shi Bangzhao, the deputy capital censor in history, and knew that this man committed suicide and died for his country after the death of Chongzhen. Although they were both censors, his popularity was still there, and he couldn't help but think highly of him:

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"Your Highness, there has been a large influx of refugees in the capital recently. They live in poverty all day long by begging. Some of them often starve to death. In order to prevent the refugees from starving to death on the streets of the capital, I would like to ask Your Highness to give porridge to the refugees."

Before Shi Bangzhao finished speaking, Li Banghua, the censor of Zuodu, stepped forward and started to play:

"What Mr. Shi said is true. I sincerely request Your Highness to set up porridge sheds to help the refugees. We must not let the refugees starve to death on the streets of the capital of the Ming Dynasty..."

"Wei Chen seconded the proposal!"

After Li Banghua and Shi Bangzhao, several ministers supported the imperial court in setting up porridge sheds to relieve the refugees.

But before Zhu Cihong could say anything, the imperial censor Chen Mingxia came up with a preface:

"Your Highness, we cannot set up porridge sheds. There are so many refugees in the world now. Once the porridge sheds are used to help the victims, more refugees will come to hear the news. Won't the capital of the Ming Dynasty become a gathering place for refugees? I ask your highness to expel the refugees to ensure the peace of the capital.

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Chen Yan, the president of Hanlin Academy:

"What Mr. Chen said is absolutely true. Now that the Ming Dynasty is full of bandits, a large number of refugees gathering in the capital will definitely cause mischief and seriously affect the safety of the Ming capital. I would like to ask His Highness to pass an edict to expel the refugees, and notify the state governments to strictly control the evacuation of refugees..."

They also had supporters. After these two said this, more than 20 civil servants and censors immediately seconded their opinions:

"What the two gentlemen said is true, and I agree with you!"

Li Banghua et al:

"Your Highness, we must not expel the refugees. They are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty. In order not to starve to death, they wander around the capital hoping to have a mouth to eat. How can we expel them? This suggestion clearly sows the relationship between the king and the people. I suggest that the official be punished with a stick..."

Did Zhu Cihong take a look? Two factions formed in the court and began to quarrel. At this time, he finally understood why Emperor Chongzhen's work efficiency was so low, and the reasons were all here.

Many ministers have no regard for the life and death of the people. As long as an official wants to do something practical for the people, a large number of civil servants will immediately come out to oppose it. They oppose it just for the sake of opposition.

Li Banghua was so angry with them that his beard stood tall, and he flicked his sleeves and returned to court. Emperor Chongzhen was helpless in facing these people. He did not believe that a seven-year-old child had the ability to handle this matter.

I saw Wen Tiren, the chief minister of the cabinet, still looking like an old god and closing his eyes to rest.

Zhu Cixi really wanted to go up and give him a big mouth. This old guy was very mean if he didn't say a word.

Zhu Cihong suppressed his anger and asked Wen Tiren:

"How does the Ming Dynasty cabinet view this?"

When the Crown Prince asked a question, Wen Tiren opened his old eyes and stepped forward, cupping his hands and saying:

"Reporting to Your Highness, how about the cabinet withdraw from the court to discuss it?"

"You are a big-headed devil who talks about it! What is the use of the cabinet in the Ming Dynasty? This matter needs to be discussed again, it is shameless..." I like the Ming Dynasty. In the prosperous age, from the time when the prince supervised the country, please collect it: (https://www.myxls.net) Ming Dynasty,
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