A hidden hilltop on the outskirts of Xianyang.

Fully armed soldiers were guarding vigilantly to prevent anyone from accidentally breaking in, while Mo Ju and others were reporting the results of their gunpowder research to His Majesty the First Emperor.

Ying Zheng stood quietly, his demeanor as profound and majestic as a mountain, emitting a calm and solemn aura. He carefully measured the small iron ball in the wooden box, and a trace of imperceptible inquiry flashed across his phoenix eyes.

Can such an iron ball, which is only the size of a fist, really have the power to destroy everything in its path and shake the earth?

"Mo Qing, let's give it a try first."

"...Yes, Your Majesty, but..."

"What are your concerns, Mr. Mo? Feel free to tell me."

Seeing His Majesty's determined expression, Mo Ju hesitated for a long time before telling him the truth.

"This is a newly developed gunpowder bullet. We haven't had time to test it yet, so I don't know the specific details."

"If the power is too great, it may harm your Majesty's holy body."

"No problem, we can just go to a higher place to test it."

Ying Zheng replied calmly that if the power of gunpowder was really as claimed, then it would be a national weapon. As the ruler of the Qin Dynasty, he must witness this moment with his own eyes.

The group came to a hillside with a messy pile of rubble below, which happened to be an excellent experimental site.

At His Majesty's nod, Mo Ju carefully took out a piece of ammunition, pulled the fuse, and quickly threw it far away.

A few breaths later, huge explosions and roars resounded through the clouds. Huge rocks were blown to pieces, stones flew everywhere, smoke and dust rose up, and birds and beasts were frightened and fled in all directions.

“It’s so, so scary!”

"Such earth-shattering power, isn't it really a punishment from heaven?"

"My ears hurt..."

The unimaginable explosion effect made the soldiers panic. They had never seen such a terrible weapon. Even though they were experienced warriors, they could not help but tremble with fear.

However, Ying Zheng remained calm and composed, but there was a strange light in his phoenix eyes and excitement between his brows.

He knew that another era had arrived.

Whether it is the Xiongnu or the Qiang people, or even the vast world, in the future the Qin cavalry will surely step into every corner, plant black flags, and incorporate every piece of land into the territory of the Qin.

"Mr. Mo, I wish to establish a Ministry of Gunpowder. Would you be willing to serve as the Minister?"

"Thanks to your majesty's kindness, I will do my best!"

"Hahaha! Good! Great goodness!"

"With this magical object to help us, who dares to offend the Great Qin?"

Ying Zheng spread his arms and laughed heartily. His unbridled and flamboyant laughter was filled with ambition and the desire to realize his grand plans. His sharp phoenix eyes held an arrogance that looked down upon the world.

He was never a king who lived a stable life and maintained the status quo, but an emperor who expanded the territory and had great ambitions. His steps never stopped until his death.

The cool spring breeze blew through the loose hair on his temples, revealing his sharp features on his cold and majestic face, allowing the world to once again witness the unparalleled elegance of the First Emperor, and no one was not impressed by it.

From then on, gunpowder became the secret weapon of the Qin Dynasty.

Ying Zheng not only generously invested in the construction of a military factory, but also prepared to recruit craftsmen to manufacture the first generation of gunpowder bombs. Mo Ju and other Mohist disciples continued to develop gunpowder weapons.

Thanks to Chu Yuening's modern science popularization, Ying Zheng's horizons became broader. He discussed the ideas of weapons such as cannons and muskets with Mo Ju, and finally decided to make the musket the second research project.

In a laboratory at Xuegong Institute of Technology.

"I'll have to trouble Mr. Mo from now on. I will send troops to guard this place. You can focus on your research."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely live up to your trust."

"Well, if there's anything you need, just let the soldiers know."

Ying Zheng patted Mo Ju's shoulder, his face showing undisguised admiration. Mo Ju looked respectful and humble, not taking credit for himself.

If it weren't for the gunpowder formula given by the Empress, perhaps the Mohist school would never have been able to touch this field for several generations.

At a time when cold weapons are prevalent, gunpowder is undoubtedly a groundbreaking weapon. It will be unmatched and sweep away everything, and the Mohist school will also go down in history.

After returning to the palace, it was already noon, so Ying Zheng went directly to Qinian Palace.

"Yiyi, I'll share half of the meal with you later~"

"Chirp~Thank you Zhao Zhao!"

"You're welcome, because we are family!"

As soon as he entered the hall and saw this strange scene, Ying Zheng's good mood disappeared. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of vigilance and inquiry.

Why can a bird speak human language? And why is the little bird so familiar with it? Even calling it family?

Chu Yuening had just returned from the Shangshi Bureau with the palace servants when she ran into a tall figure standing at the door. She asked in confusion.

"A Zheng, why don't you go in?"

“…There’s a strange bird inside that speaks human language.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall, which was filled with laughter and joy, instantly fell silent. The man's deep and powerful voice was not deliberately lowered, so everyone could hear it.

The system leaned on Ying Zhao's shoulder and cried aggrievedly.

Wow wow wow… It's not a weird bird! It's a beautiful and adorable cockatiel!

Seeing Yi Yi crying sadly, Ying Zhao frowned and stood up for his little friend seriously.

"Father, Yiyi is not a weird bird, it's a parrot that can mimic human speech. It's amazing!"

"A Zheng, a parrot is a special kind of bird that can imitate human speech. It's not a monster."

Chu Yuening explained with a smile, saying that she was not only telling it to A Zheng, but also to the palace maids to avoid spreading rumors.

Sure enough, the palace maids suddenly realized what was going on and the fear on their faces faded away. Ying Zheng also looked surprised and looked at the so-called parrot carefully.

With its small size, bright feathers, and childlike behavior, it doesn't seem threatening.

"Okay, come over and eat."

"Well, thank you Yue Ning."

"Okay, Mom, I'm coming~"

"Chirp~ Coming~"

The combination of glutinous rice balls and cockatiels was so adorable that it made Chu Yuening smile sweetly, with curved eyebrows and eyes, as warm and beautiful as the early spring breeze.

Seeing that his young wife liked this bird, Ying Zheng said no more. He wrapped his big hand around her slightly cold little hand and passed the warmth to her.

Ying Zhao ate with relish and did not forget to pick up some food for his friends. The system had no dietary restrictions, so he tasted all kinds of delicious dishes.

The human delicacies immediately captured the little system. He narrowed his eyes in ecstasy, and the two little ones gradually immersed themselves in the joy of eating.

However, Chu Yuening talked about gunpowder with Ying Zheng.

"A Zheng, how powerful is the gunpowder we tested today?"

"It far exceeded my expectations. It has the power to shake the earth and the mountains. It is truly a national treasure and the sharp sword of our Great Qin."

When talking about gunpowder, Ying Zheng was in high spirits, and his handsome face was full of excitement.

Chu Yuening was also infected and excited, but she couldn't help but regret that she had never witnessed such a shocking scene. She stared at a man with resentment and spoke in a coquettish tone.

"Humph, Ah Zheng didn't even take me with him. Last night he even said he'd share it with me. How come he forgot today?"

"Be good, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Ying Zheng pinched his wife's puffy little face helplessly and coaxed her patiently.

The Imperial Physician had told a woman that the first three months of pregnancy were the most dangerous and that she must be careful and cautious. How could he dare to take her out of the palace?