Daming: At the beginning, Zhu Yuanzhang simulated the National Games

After some polite greetings, a few people finally took their seats.

Zhu Gaochi was dumbfounded at the side. After all, he was just a six-year-old child and couldn't get a word in at this time. Others ignored him and looked at Zhu Gaochi one by one, waiting for him to speak.

Zhu Gaoxu was not frightened by being looked at by a group of people. He first glanced at the people at the table, and then slowly said: "Master Yan must have told you that this matter is of great importance. Please keep it secret, except for those who are sitting again."

No one is allowed to know about it except you, and anyone who violates it will be punished by the Nine Clans!"

Hearing Zhu Gaoxu's serious words, everyone's expressions shrank, but no one expressed hesitation or fear, and they all nodded firmly.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu nodded with satisfaction, then carefully took out the blueprint from his sleeve and asked Yan Zhenzhi: "Who among you is the master of making firearms?"

Yan Zhenzhi replied directly: "Your Highness, these people are actually masters of making firearms. At the same time, some of them have been craftsmen in agricultural equipment before, so they can also make agricultural equipment."

Hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu nodded and continued to ask: "Although it is a bit offensive, I still have to ask you, who among you is the best at making firearms."

When everyone heard Zhu Gaoxu's words, they all looked at each other and focused on the old man on Zhu Gaoxu's right.

Zhu Gaoxu followed everyone's gaze and looked at the old man on the right.

I saw that although the old man had a head full of white hair, his eyes were extremely bright.

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu looking at him, the old man was not polite at the moment. He cupped his fists and said in a loud voice: "Little old man Yang Yan, I think that my ability to make firearms is slightly better than all of you."

Zhu Gaoxu didn't know these people well, but he knew from the expressions of others that they were very convinced of the person in front of them.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu finally handed the drawing in his hand to Yang Yan.

"Please also ask Senior Yang to see if he can make such a firearm."

Carefully taking the drawing from Zhu Gaoxu's hand, Yang Yan's expression became solemn, and then he examined it carefully.

After a long while, Yang Yan let out a breath of turbid air, then picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp, laughing loudly and saying: "Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"May I ask, Your Highness the County Prince, what is the name of this firearm?"

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned when he heard this. He wanted to say it was Lumi Gun, but he swallowed the words again.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Gaoxu said directly: "This firearm promotes the prestige of our country, the Ming Dynasty, and should be called the Ming Dynasty gun!"

After hearing this, Yang Yan laughed loudly and said "good" three times.

After saying this, as if he still wasn't relieved, he picked up the jug and filled the wine glass again, and drank three glasses of wine in a row before giving up.

Everyone looked at his appearance and became curious.

These people are among the best firearms craftsmen. They have been dealing with firearms all their lives, and it is also a challenge for them to come into contact with new firearms.

Seeing Yang Yan drinking and laughing, one of the old men finally couldn't wait any longer.

"Lao Yang, show us the drawings. You're making us feel itchy."

Hearing this, Yang Yan finally stopped, then asked Zhu Gaoxu, and after getting Zhu Gaoxu's consent, he started watching with several other old men.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't quite understand why these people were so interested in firearms. They had obviously been making firearms all their lives.

However, this was obviously beneficial and harmless to him, so he simply ignored them and gestured to Yan Zhenzhi to let him eat.

As for Zhu Gaochi, there is no need to worry about it at all.

The little fat man saw that Zhu Gaoxu and the others were chatting happily, but he himself didn't understand much, so he had already opened his mouth and ate for a long time.

Looking at Zhu Gaochi who was eating so much, Zhu Gaoxu's stomach started to growl.

He didn't eat much at noon, and now the delicacies of mountains and seas were in front of him. How could he wait until now if he didn't eat!

After Zhu Gaoxu had eaten and drank enough, Yang Yan and the others were almost done with their research.

The expressions of those people at this time were similar to Yang Yan before.

Everyone was very excited, and after eating and drinking, Zhu Gaoxu picked up the tea cup and asked slowly: "How are you guys? It seems like it's not a big problem with your expressions?"

Hearing Zhu Gaoxu's words, Yang Yan flushed and said, "Your Highness, what you said is wrong. I'm afraid we can't use this kind of firearm."

"puff!"

Zhu Gaoxu, who had just taken a sip of tea, spit the tea directly into the face of Yan Zhenzhi opposite him.

Zhu Gaoxu saw this but ignored it at all because he was very angry.

No, why are you so excited?

Damn it, I've always been calm and calm, thinking I was sure of victory. Now you're telling me that you can't do it?

Even Yan Zhenzhi looked a little embarrassed.

It's not because he was sprayed with tea by Zhu Gaoxu, he is the same as Zhu Gaoxu.

The Ministry of Industry has not received the emperor's attention for a long time. This time it is finally used. It is still such an important matter.

He brought a group of old guys here with full confidence, but in the end you said you can't do it?

Then what does the emperor think of him? How does he think of the Ministry of Industry?

The Ministry of Industry cannot say no!

Thinking of this, without waiting for Zhu Gaoxu to speak, Yan Zhen slammed the table and said angrily: "You are more or less old craftsmen, the least of them is twenty years old."

"How many people in the Shenji camp are your disciples and grandchildren? How come you can't even make a small firearm? Don't you think it's embarrassing?"