The Prosperous Era of Longwan

"Master, I always feel that what you said is unreliable."

"I am also very hesitant. The most important thing is that the literary talent is still young. If I were a few years older, I would be more at ease."

"Yes, but I still think, how could the imperial court do this business?"

"I've said it twice, it's not the court, it's a gift to Yange's hometown."

"My hometown still lacks the two hundred taels of silver?"

Wei Guangde practiced calligraphy all night and wrote on several sheets of paper. He felt that his calligraphy had improved again.

When I came out of the house and stood in the yard to move around, I vaguely heard what my parents were saying in the house. Out of curiosity, I quietly went to the window and eavesdropped.

It was late at night and the yard was very quiet.

Hearing his parents chattering in the room for a long time, Wei Guangde probably knew what was going on based on these few words, although he didn't hear the previous words.

Two hundred taels, given to Yan Ge's hometown, dad should be able to be promoted. This is selling an official position and getting a title.

As for what kind of official position could be bought with such a small amount of money, and what kind of official position his father wanted to buy, the conversation was too short, and Wei Guangde still didn't understand it.

Moreover, from what I heard before, now that I think about it, it seems that my father wants to be promoted, but he doesn't want to leave Bengshan Baihusuo behind, and he also wants to let his eldest brother take over Baihu's official position.

However, the eldest brother is only sixteen, so it seems a bit difficult to assume the position.

After that, the old couple talked for a long time, but Father Wei was still a little shaken.

This time when he was repairing in Zhenjiang, someone found Mr. Wei and asked if he wanted to level up.

Father Wei has been working at Bengshan Baihu Office for twenty years. Naturally, he would like to be promoted if he has the opportunity.

When it comes to getting an official position with a thousand households, two hundred taels of silver is really not much, but there are restrictions, that is, there can't be anyone in the position. In other words, if you send two hundred taels of silver, you will get a thousand households. I really can’t say for sure.

Father Wei wants to be promoted, but he can't let go of Bengshan Baihusuo, a geomantic treasure.

As usual, he could earn more than a hundred taels of silver a year by doing nothing, so he not only wanted to be promoted, but also wanted his eldest son to occupy this position.

As for promotion within Jiujiang Wei, Father Wei has long given up hope.

The official positions in Jiujiang Weili are actually still a lucrative position. Except for the official positions of hundreds of households below, the positions above will be occupied by paratroopers when they are vacant, and there is no possibility of internal promotion.

The conversation in the room ended quickly and seemed to have no result.

Wei Guangde estimated that his father still had no intention of giving up, but he had too many concerns and chose to give up for the time being.

After eavesdropping on the corner for a long time, Wei Guangde's legs became numb, so he quietly left and returned to the yard, kicking his legs and shaking his fists.

After all, he was born into a military family, and his family didn't have any strong martial arts skills passed down from his family. However, he still had the ability to kill enemies in the army, but he always used a straightforward and broad-based fighting style.

To be honest, Wei Guangde felt that this kind of boxing technique was not suitable for physical training, which meant that it was still useful in battle formations.

Although Wei Guangde doesn't plan to practice this to get ahead, it's still good to use it to stretch his muscles when he's tired.

After moving his hands and feet, Wei Guangde saw that it was getting late, so he went back to the house to rest. When he entered the door, he saw a bird gun hanging on the wall, and a medicine pot placed on the wooden table against the wall below.

After the gun test a few days ago, although in Wei Guangde's opinion, this gun still has many flaws and is incomparable with later weapons, but after hearing and seeing his eldest brother and Zhang Ji's guys fighting against it, The wonder of this weapon, and then thinking about the firearms of later generations compared with this blunderbuss, there is a gap of hundreds of years.

Well, Wei Guangde believes that in this era, the gun seems to be the most sharp military weapon.

The two blunderbuss that were taken out were not put back. Instead, Wei Wencai and Wei Guangde took one each.

Although the blunderbuss is not as fast as the bow and arrow, its power is really good.

In that test, although Wei Guangde, Wei Wencai and others failed to hit the target, Tang Sanwa did hit the target twice in a row and directly knocked down two birds. The name of bird gun was well deserved.

Because of this, Wei Wencai also became interested and said that he would keep one branch and study it himself.

Children who grew up in the army are actually very enthusiastic about weapons, especially those new weapons.

Although they look down on firearms, as Father Wei said, people in the military actually like well-made firearms very much.

Of course, this is also because firearms training is really simple, and recruits can use them proficiently after training for a month and a half.

Moreover, using firearms does not require face-to-face fighting with the enemy, and does not require much courage and enemy-killing skills. It is really a powerful tool for quickly forming an army.

As for the fact that the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty don't like firearms now, it's actually because of those bastards in the Ordnance Bureau. It's just that the production is rough. The key is cutting corners, which can be fatal.

Walking over, Wei Guangde did not reach out to pick the gun off the wall.

For a teenage boy, this gun is still a bit too heavy.

It's just that the bird gun made in the Jiajing Dynasty is very similar to the rifles seen in later generations in terms of appearance. In addition, in the news online, the bird guns confiscated in some mountainous areas are also very similar.

In future generations, how many boys will not like guns?

A night of silence.

In the early morning, after getting up, Wei Guangde brushed his teeth and washed his face as usual. Although there was no toothpaste in this era, he brushed his teeth with a toothbrush dipped in salt and then rinsed his mouth.

Toothbrushes, in this day and age, already exist, with wooden sticks and boar bristles, and the cost is not expensive.

Of course, there is also something similar to toothpaste made from medicinal materials, but Wei Guangde’s family can’t afford it.

After breakfast, he took a few pennies from Wei Wu and went out to study in the school.

In fact, Wei Guangde himself is rich, but his inherited body has such a habit.

In the box under Wei Guangde's bed, there are also hundreds of copper coins saved by his predecessor.

Wei Guangde's understanding of this is that maybe his predecessor also understood that the main things in the family may be inherited by the eldest brother. Although everyone is the legitimate son, there are still differences between elder and younger, so he saves money quietly.

Of course, the current Wei Guangde doesn't have money to save. He basically spends what he has. If he doesn't, he won't touch the money saved by his predecessor.

When I came to the school, I followed my habit, sat down and started reading.

The morning passed quickly, and after lunch, several people were still resting in the corridor.

"Master Sun is too rigid. In fact, we could just let the students go into the classroom and lie down on the desks to rest."

Wei Guangde complained in his heart more than once, but Master Sun would not agree.

School is a place for studying.

But during today's break, the Taoist priest who came to visit the teacher yesterday also arrived in the front yard at some point and looked at the young man resting in the yard without saying a word.