I really don't want to be a rebel [infrastructure]

Luo Shixing took these people directly to the suburbs of Beijing. To be honest, it was not easy to find an open space around Luoyang. After searching for a long time, there was only open space near Beiman Mountain.

It's just that there are many ancestors buried in Beiman Mountain, and the use of gunpowder here seems to disturb the dead.

Luo Shixing didn't want to be here at first, but Cheng Jingwei comforted him and said, "Don't think so much. If they haven't been reincarnated, just let them see that we have more advanced weapons now, which can be regarded as comforting the ancestors."

Luo Shixing felt that what he said was right, mainly because he couldn't find a better place, so he directly asked people to go to the selected place to pay homage to the people buried there, and to accuse them, and then brought Wang Xiaojie and others People went there.

Wang Xiaojie followed the two of them all the way to an open place, because there were relatively few people there, and asked jokingly, "What is so mysterious?"

Luo Shixing explained: "It's not mysterious, but it's more lethal. If it's too close to the city, it might cause panic."

Wang Xiaojie was seduced by the curiosity he said, and at this time Wang Antong rode over and whispered something in Cheng Jingwei's ear.

Cheng Jingwei raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry about it."

Luo Shixing turned to look at him, and Cheng Jingwei didn't hide it from everyone, but just said: "Just now Antong and the others discovered that someone was following us."

I didn't notice it when I first left the city. After all, there are a lot of people coming and going in and out of Luoyang. It's hard to distinguish those spies scattered among the crowd, but as they walked further and further, there were no people here. Trying his best to hide himself, Wang Antong can easily find them.

After hearing this, Luo Shixing laughed and said, "Let them follow."

He and Cheng Jingwei's guess should be the same. At this time, only Wu Sansi or people from Wu Sansi's party will follow them. Because they want to use him to implicate Wu Chengsi, they will always stare at him.

Now that it's here, let them see it.

When Luo Shixing arrived at the selected location, the layout was almost the same. Many stones were arranged in order from small to large, and the smallest one was three feet high.

Wang Xiaojie glanced at it and asked, "What is this for?"

Luo Shixing casually took out a small bamboo tube, opened the cork on the bamboo tube, handed it to Wang Xiaojie and said, "Can the general tell what's inside?"

Wang Xiaojie took the bamboo tube and tilted his head to look at it, and found some black powder inside. He poured a little out of it, lowered his head in his hand and smelled it before asking: "Sulphur?"

Well, among the formulas of black powder, sulfur has the strongest smell, and the other two are almost colorless and odorless, even if there is a little smell, it can be covered by sulfur.

Luo Shixing smiled mysteriously: "Not only."

At this time Cheng Jingwei said to Wang Antong: "Go and put it away."

Wang Antong led a group of people, holding bamboo tubes of different sizes, and placed the bamboo tubes under the stones.

Luo Shixing explained: "These bamboo tubes are filled with the things just now. Now, we have to stay away."

As he spoke, he clamped the horse's belly with his legs, turned the horse's head and walked to a small mound next to it.

The terrain here is slightly higher, so it can be seen more clearly.

Wang Xiaojie and the others followed him to the top of the small mound in a daze, and then saw a few soldiers in black military uniforms lighting a fire not far from the stone, a spark quickly burned towards the stone, and those soldiers also immediately lit the fire. He turned his head back and ran very fast, as if there was a dog chasing him behind him.

Wang Xiaojie watched the sparks burn all the way to the bottom of the stone, at this time Luo Shixing reminded: "I forgot to say, everyone, please cover your ears."

Although everyone was puzzled, they saw that Luo Shixing and Cheng Jingwei covered their ears with their hands, and the soldiers behind them did the same. Hey, the Xuanyi Army under the command of Ling Dinghou and Uncle Yunhe really made people envious, even the movements of covering their ears were so coveted. Neat and uniform.

Just as everyone covered their ears, they heard the sound of a huge explosion. Everyone was startled. Even after listening to Luo Shixing's words, their ears were still buzzing.

They subconsciously looked at the place where the sound came from, and then found that the place where the stones had just been placed was already covered in smoke and dust, and they couldn't see the situation there clearly.

After the smoke and dust cleared, everyone couldn't help but gasped—the rocks that looked very strong at first had been broken into small pebbles and scattered everywhere, and the place where they were originally placed had become a deep hole. pit.

After gasping for breath, everyone began to cough to varying degrees, and the smell after the explosion of black powder was still very pungent.

Wang Xiaojie grabbed Luo Shixing's wrist while coughing and asked, "What is this?"

Luo Shixing said: "This is another secret weapon of ours, black powder, which is the thing in the bamboo tube in your hand. Once this thing encounters fire, it will explode. It is very lethal, and its lethality is the same as its own. The dose is related, the more it is, the greater the power of the explosion, but in terms of specific usage, you should ask Uncle Yun He, after all, he is the one who really leads the troops.”

Wang Xiaojie's heart beat fast, the power of this thing is obvious, if you have it... Then, Tubo is indeed no longer an invincible existence.

Has he really changed his luck?

He knew very well that since Luo Shixing took out these things, it must be for him to use.

Wang Xiaojie swallowed his saliva: "Is this thing... very expensive? The previous Miao knife and hand crossbow are not cheap, right?"

Luo Shixing said honestly: "I can lower the price, but it is impossible to lower the price, because many of the military factories in Jiaozhou are disabled veterans or the families of soldiers who died on the battlefield. I have to send them money. Just make sure they don’t have to worry about food and clothing.”

After Wang Xiaojie heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he was in awe: "Ling Ding Hou is really a bodhisattva."

Luo Shixing waved his hand: "It's nothing. These soldiers are throwing their heads and blood for the country. They can't even protect their families and future, right? Then who is willing to work hard for Da Zhou?"

Wang Xiaojie was stunned for a moment. These days, class oppression is very heavy. Everyone takes it for granted that soldiers should go to the battlefield. They are for the country, but at the same time they are also to defend their own home. To put it bluntly, isn’t it just for themselves?

Of course, Confucianism made the imperial court have regulations on pensions, but it was obviously not as much as Luo Shixing did.

In other words, who wants to use those disabled people who can use normal people?

Wang Xiaojie thought about this seriously, and always felt that Luo Shixing had taught him a lesson, but after a while he thought melancholy: Even if I have the heart, I can't do it.

The number of disabled soldiers or family members of fallen soldiers that he can take in is very small. After all, the property is limited and he doesn't know how to manage it. How can he manage it?At most, he would send some things to those disabled veterans who had difficulties in their lives during the holidays, which was already considered a good thing for him to do.

Thinking about it this way, it is not entirely a matter of luck that Ling Dinghou was able to become a marquis. He really thought about the soldiers, and the soldiers would naturally be more loyal to him, and he would have no worries when he went to the battlefield.

Wang Xiaojie touched his head and said, "How much is this...about?"

Luo Shixing turned his head and glanced at the secretary next to him, who immediately took out a brochure, Luo Shixing handed it to him and said, "The prices are all above, except for the Miao knife, the rest have different specifications. But... do I have to send this thing to the household department?"

Wang Xiaojie looked at it and said casually: "Why send it to the household department? I'll go back to the barracks to give a lecture, and then someone will buy it. Oh, I'll order some for my personal guards first."

Others also expressed that they would give their personal guards a set amount. As for the share that the soldiers wanted to buy, they could not give the amount to Luo Shixing until the statistics were completed.

Luo Shixing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and it took him a while to realize that soldiers have to buy their own equipment these days.

This matter has already been written in "Mulan Ci". Instead, he was used to the military having its own financial system in Lingnan, and all weapons and equipment were obtained from it, so he was worried that the Ministry of Households would not allocate funds to buy new weapons. equipment, so his plan was to win over these generals to put pressure on the household department, but now he finds that this plan seems a bit unreliable.

He struggled for a while, not knowing whether he should talk about this matter, but he always felt that Jiaozhou's model could actually be adopted by the imperial court.

But when he was about to speak, he was pulled by Cheng Jingwei, he turned his head to look at Cheng Jingwei, and found that the other party shook his head.

On the way back, Cheng Jingwei leaned over to Luo Shixing and whispered, "They can't decide."

Luo Shixing thought about it too, the emperor was the one who could make the decision, and the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of War were also involved. There were too many things involved, and it might not be feasible.

But he still wanted to try.

Luo Shixing was going to go back and discuss with Cheng Jingwei. In terms of mixing with the court, he felt that Cheng Jingwei had more experience.

On their way back, Wang Antong leaned over to Cheng Jingwei and said, "General, those people who followed us just now have passed out."

Cheng Jingwei asked, "Did you faint?"

Wang Antong said with some uncertainty, "Probably."

Cheng Jing smiled: "Don't worry about them."

Although being followed, these people also have their role.

Luo Shixing looked at Cheng Jingwei with doubts in his heart, and it didn't look like Cheng Jingwei's style to let him go so easily.

After returning, Wang Xiaojie and the others walked away happily holding a Yanling Saber as if they were holding a baby.

They had prepared these things a long time ago in order to establish a good relationship with the people in Beijing.

And not long after they left, the little yellow gate in the palace ran over, he saw Cheng Jingwei was stunned and said with a smile: "Uncle Yunhe is also there, that's just right, His Majesty called the two of you into the palace. "