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Chapter 165 Weapons are fully upgraded.

"Your Majesty, forgive me! Regarding the improvement of gunpowder you ordered, I really don't know the point."

According to Xiang Kunlun's instructions, they have improved their weapons as much as possible according to his requirements.

It's just that they don't have a great idea about these things, and they don't have an exact look in their minds.

Everyone was very disturbed, bowed their heads and pleaded guilty to Xiang Kunlun.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Kunlun, as the king of a country, took the lead in reflecting on his own mistakes.

"It's because I didn't think carefully. You don't have this awareness, so I asked you to improve your weapons. It really shouldn't be done."

For the next few days, he spent time in the artisan workshop, improving gunpowder and firearms with these people, and comprehensively upgraded all weapons.

In this way, the full power of the weapon is exerted.

The workers were also stunned, Xiang Kunlun had no airs of the emperor at all.

During these days, he lived and ate together with these workers.

These uneducated old men can't tell the good fortune of the country or the nation.

They just thought in their hearts that Xiang Kunlun was a wise king.

The word "Ming Jun" is enough to evaluate Xiang Kunlun. This is the most satisfactory answer from the common people.

After all the weapons have been improved, Xiang Kunlun is ready to return to the palace.

As soon as he went out, before he had time to step out with one foot, he was frightened and stopped in place.

I saw a lot of ordinary people standing outside the door.

They all looked excited, holding different things in their hands, surrounded by three floors and three floors, and directly surrounded the craftsman workshop.

Xiang Kunlun was taken aback: "What are you all doing?"

The common people talked in a hurry, and for a while, Xiang Kunlun couldn't catch a word.

The people were so enthusiastic. Xiang Kunlun listened for a long time before he understood that they were here to thank him.

He raised his voice and said: "Since I am the emperor, I have to be responsible to everyone. This is what I should do. There is no need to say thank you."

The hearts of the people were even more moved.

Their only thought at this moment was that Xiang Kunlun must be a god from heaven who came down to earth.

I couldn't bear to see them suffer, so I became a mortal to help them.

In other words, Xiang Kunlun must know magic!

Xiang Kunlun didn't know what they were thinking. He didn't expect that the current self had become a god-like existence in their eyes.

If it is said that the common people admired him and respected him before, but now they have really directly turned into naked admiration.

There was a painter with skinny arms and legs, shouting desperately: "Please make way! Make way, I want to go!"

Relying on his own small body, he actually squeezed a way out and bravely squeezed to the front.

"Your Majesty," the painter's tone of voice became unsteady, "I am a painter. I have an unfeeling request. I hope the Emperor will forgive me."

Xiang Kunlun is interested, the painter came to him, what's the matter?
"But it doesn't matter."

The artist said that he wanted to paint a portrait of Xiang Kunlun.

"In this way, everyone can hang the emperor's portrait in their homes, and we can worship you as a god."

As soon as this remark came out, it won strong support from everyone.

Xiang Kunlun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although this represented everyone's love for him, why did this operation feel so awkward?
Xiang Kunlun suddenly thought of the door god and some auspicious beasts, and now he has become a mascot in everyone's eyes.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the people persuaded him one after another.

"Your Majesty, let him draw a picture for you!"

"Yeah, I'll be the first to buy it when the time comes, so don't rob me of any of you."

"I will definitely worship every day in the future!"

Such remarks made Xiang Kunlun, a tough man, a little embarrassed.

He coughed twice: "Everyone be quiet and listen to me first."

"Actually, there is no need to do this. I am also an ordinary person, so you don't have to."

But the people didn't listen.

For the first time, Xiang Kunlun felt like a male star, being chased and blocked by fanatical "fans".

Thanks to the help of other ministers to stop him, he was able to "escape" out.

Xiang Kunlun couldn't help but said to himself: "This is really too enthusiastic."

When he returned to the palace, he was about to go to his four wives and tell them about this matter.

Unexpectedly, I was told again that a scholar came to ask for an interview.

Xiang Kunlun's eyelids twitched wildly, always feeling a bad premonition.

"Let him in."

He really had a hunch.

The scholar said that he is a writer of history books and wants to record Xiang Kunlun in the history books.

It's just that there are many details, he is not very clear, and he is a little uncertain.

"Recording history must not be adulterated, so I am bold enough to ask the emperor some questions."

Xiang Kunlun knew that this scholar was more stubborn than ordinary people.

If he didn't agree, he didn't know how long he would be tortured.

"Then ask."

The scholar carefully recorded what Xiang Kunlun said and what he had done all the time.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The scholar looked excited. With this first-hand information, he will be able to write this part of history in a wonderful and fascinating way.

Seeing the scholar leaving happily, Xiang Kunlun suddenly felt a little itchy.

He went to the study to rummage through boxes and cabinets and found some previous manuscripts.

In the past, when the world was not unified, he wrote a part of "Dream of Red Mansions", but it was put on hold and was not finished.

Now, why not take this opportunity and finish it.

When Diao Chan walked in, she saw Xiang Kunlun concentrating on writing at a glance.

She didn't make a sound to disturb, but walked forward curiously.

Soon, she was attracted by the story written by Xiang Kunlun.

How could there be such an infatuated person in this world!
This poor woman, even though she is dependent on others, is still proud.

Xiang Kunlun wrote three chapters in one go before putting down his pen.

Seeing Diao Chan standing there, she asked with a smile, "Why didn't you play with Jiang Er and the others today?"

Unexpectedly, Diao Chan seemed to be in a trance and ignored him at all.

Xiang Kunlun felt a little strange, and walked over to see that she was seriously looking at the red building he wrote earlier.

"This is a love story, wait until I finish writing it."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a line of tears slowly shed on Diao Chan's face.

She plunged into Xiang Kunlun's arms: "Woooooo! This concubine loves Daiyu so much! Can you stop making her so pitiful?"

Xiang Kunlun couldn't laugh or cry, lamenting that girls are indeed easy to be sentimental.

In the Red Mansion, everyone is destined to be a tragedy, and he has no way to change this ending.

(End of this chapter)