Chapter 50: This Was a Gift from an Immortal, How Could I, Your Grandson, Enjoy It Alone?
Yan Zhenzhi is, after all, a second-rank official, the Minister of Works.
He is leading a group of old men, acting like lunatics, wondering what on earth they are blindly tinkering with together.
The key is that this group of old men are all heavyweight figures, and many of their disciples and grand-disciples are craftsmen in the Ministry of Works.
If anything happens to these people, much of the production in the Ministry of Works will come to a standstill, with firearms being the most severely affected.
After all, these people are the best craftsmen for manufacturing firearms.
Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang truly could not hold back this time; he had to summon the mastermind of this matter, Zhu Gaoxu, to ask clearly.
At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang was also curious about what kind of ability Zhu Gaoxu actually had, that he could fool one of his ministers like this just after leaving his side.
Sitting below, Zhu Gaoxu was just worrying about how to claim credit from Zhu Yuanzhang for the Daming Gun.
He never expected Lao Zhu to be so accommodating, proactively finding a reason for him.
Although Zhu Gaoxu was already blooming with joy inside, his face was filled with a look of sorrow.
There was even a hint of tears hidden in his eyes.
Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was a bit confused; I didn't say anything, I just asked you a few things, there's no need to cry.
But Zhu Gaoxu didn't care at all whether Zhu Yuanzhang was confused or not, walking toward Zhu Yuanzhang while shedding tears.
Watching Zhu Gaoxu walk toward him, Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously leaned his back backward, but seeing Zhu Gaoxu's tear-streaked face, he ultimately didn't say anything.
Just like that, Zhu Gaoxu crossed the desk, came directly in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, and then hugged Zhu Yuanzhang, wailing loudly.
He looked as aggrieved as one could possibly be.
Even though Zhu Yuanzhang was a generation of emperors, seeing Zhu Gaoxu like this, he couldn't help but feel a bit of heartache.
That long-lost emotion called family affection in his heart also radiated out at this moment.
Extending his hand to pat Zhu Gaoxu's back, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but feel a bit of self-reproach in his heart at this moment.
No matter what, this little monkey is only a four-year-old child.
Did I go a bit too far?
Thinking this, Zhu Yuanzhang comforted him softly: "Oh, a real man sheds blood but not tears; I won't lecture you anymore, stop crying. If there's anything, tell Imperial Grandfather, and Imperial Grandfather will make the decision for you!"
Hearing these words from Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Gaoxu cried even harder.
He now deeply realized what it meant to say that the child who cries gets the milk.
After crying for a long time, even when Zhu Yuanzhang was getting a bit impatient, Zhu Gaoxu finally cried himself tired.
Lifting his head that was pressed against Zhu Yuanzhang's chest, and seeing that a large patch of the dragon robe on Zhu Yuanzhang's chest was wet with soup and tears, Zhu Gaoxu found a clean spot and wiped his snot again.
Zhu Gaoxu was also bold; he was likely the first person in history to dare to use a dragon robe to wipe his snot.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned even darker, but looking at Zhu Gaoxu's little face full of tear tracks, he ultimately suppressed his anger.
And at this moment, Zhu Gaoxu also knew when to stop, saying to Zhu Yuanzhang: "The one who bullied me is you, Imperial Grandfather."
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned upon hearing this from Zhu Gaoxu; I just asked two questions, how did that become bullying you?
But very quickly, Zhu Gaoxu gave the answer.
"After I returned home yesterday, I suddenly felt a bit sleepy. After falling asleep, I dreamed of an immortal who gave me a blueprint, saying that this thing could change the National Fortune of the Great Ming, allowing the Great Ming to prosper forever, and protecting the safety of the Great Ming's people."
Hearing this from Zhu Gaoxu, a flash of sharp light crossed Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes; he thought of the unknown system the Sign-in System gave to Zhu Gaoxu.
Could this system really be a gift from an immortal in heaven?
But before Zhu Yuanzhang could think carefully, Zhu Gaoxu continued: "Later, when I woke up, I discovered that information about a blueprint had truly appeared in my mind out of thin air."
"So I hurriedly drew this blueprint, and then thought about asking the Ministry of Works about it together with the matter of the water-powered windmill."
"Then I found the Minister of Works, Yan Zhenzhi, and asked him to bring a few craftsmen who manufacture firearms to see how that blueprint was."
After finishing, Zhu Gaoxu deliberately paused for a moment, took the opportunity to squeeze out two more tears, and sniffled his nose.
This made Zhu Yuanzhang very anxious; he really wanted to know what the final result was, but seeing Zhu Gaoxu's current state, he couldn't easily ask, so he could only pat Zhu Gaoxu's back with his hand to comfort him.
And Zhu Gaoxu did not make Zhu Yuanzhang wait long, then continued: "Who would have thought that the firearm in the blueprint was truly successful, and it is countless times stronger than the Three-Eyed Gun we use now."
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang finally couldn't sit still and immediately asked: "Is this true?"
After speaking, seeing Zhu Gaoxu's tear-streaked little face, he coughed awkwardly and then said: "If this matter succeeds, you shall be credited with the first merit; Imperial Grandfather will not forget you."
Zhu Gaoxu despised Zhu Yuanzhang's hypocrisy in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged as he continued: "Of course it is true. I also knew this matter was significant, so I repeatedly confirmed it with those craftsmen several times."
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed and nodded to signal Zhu Gaoxu to continue.
Zhu Gaoxu did not pause again and continued: "Later, those craftsmen asked me who created this drawing and what it was named."
"I thought, this was a gift from an immortal, so how could I, your grandson, enjoy it alone?"
End of Chapter
