Chapter 508 The Imperial Master's Enlightenment
"Wow, Daddy is so great, Daddy is so awesome!" Little Nuobao's eyes were as bright as the sun, and he hugged Mu Yihan's thighs, his round face full of admiration.
Jiang Fengze and the others were also shocked.
Who would have thought that the Imperial Master had such a trick up his sleeve!
Mu Yihan had no intention of showing off his skills, he just wanted to show them that although the fire gun was a foreign weapon, it was not that difficult to subdue.
However, the compliment from the young lady still made him happy.
Mu Yihan pressed the corner of his lips and picked up the little fat boy with one arm. "The scarecrow is less than half a mile away. This is not amazing. When it's warmer one day, Daddy will take you to the royal enclosure and use a musket to hunt Minnan short-legged rabbits for you."
"Those short-legged rabbits run very fast. It's very rare to hunt one. Their meat is still tight and chewy. Your second sister-in-law will roast it for you." Mu Yihan touched her little mouth.
The little nuobao nodded quickly.
As soon as she took a sip, her little mouth was wet.
She was afraid that her father would forget because of his busy work, so she called Ali to help remind her.
At this time, everyone in the parade ground was drooling.
But they were not drooling over the roasted rabbit, but over Mu Yihan's good shooting skills.
"It takes many years of hard training to achieve such strength." Jiang Fengze took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little hopeless.
Mu Yihan got back to business and shook his head, "It doesn't take years and months. I only practiced for three months and I was able to achieve a 100-step piercing."
Jiang Fengze's eyes widened.
It only took three months, less than a hundred days?
This is too incredible!
"Then can the state teacher teach us some techniques or experience?" Jiang Fengze asked hurriedly.
Mu Yihan fell into deep thought, "That was when I was seven or eight years old. I had just started to learn martial arts, and I felt that bows and arrows were too strenuous. I happened to be strolling in a theater and saw a foreigner performing a fire gun show."
"I saw that fire guns were more powerful than bows and crossbows, and they were lighter in my hands, so I liked them very much. Not only did I buy one, I also learned from that juggler for some time, and soon I reaped the benefits."
After saying that, Mu Yihan shook his head slightly, "However, although I am good at using fire guns, it was even more strenuous for me to learn archery in the future. After all, fire guns and bows have different points of force, and their ranges are even more different. It is too difficult to adapt."
Everyone was fascinated by what he heard.
They nodded one after another.
"It turns out that the Imperial Master learned it when he was young, no wonder he picked it up so quickly."
"Yes, we are all used to bows and crossbows, and now we have switched to muskets, and we feel awkward no matter how we use them."
"I feel that I am an archer, and I thought that if I switched to muskets, I could still shoot through the target at a hundred steps. It seems that I thought it was too simple."
Everyone talked one after another, although they still didn't make sense, but complaining a few words was also a way to relieve the tension.
Little Nuobao was thinking about the roasted rabbit, biting his little finger, and listening carefully.
According to Daddy's meaning, wouldn't it be difficult for those who are good at using bows and crossbows to change their old habits, which would be disadvantageous for them to learn muskets?
But archery is a skill that the Black Armor Army must learn.
And the soldiers of the Liaodong Camp were also sent to the training ground by Fengze, who picked out those with good archery skills.
Little Nuobao thought of something and hurriedly whispered to Mu Yihan's ear.
"Dad, only a blank sheet of paper is good for drawing. Although the soldiers here are very powerful, they are like paintings that have been painted all over, and it is not conducive to adding ink to them."
Mu Yihan suddenly felt enlightened.
Yes, he is also a person who is good at using fire guns, how could he forget this.
If you want to master a new skill, the best people to use are newcomers, because they know too little, so they can learn without bringing past habits.
Mu Yihan nodded, turned around and looked at everyone, "Well, you are all my "famous paintings". Now confining you to firearms is a waste of your past abilities."
"Our Nuobao is still smart. Your third brother has been troubled for many days, and you have finally figured it out with just one sentence." Mu Yihan hugged little Nuobao, smiled, turned around and went back to the Qinzheng Hall.
He wanted to recruit a group of young people who were healthy but had never learned archery to join the firearms army as recruits!
As for the parade ground, don't disband everyone yet.
Let them continue to practice, and when they are proficient in the use of various firearms, they can return to their original barracks.
Soon, the sun was setting. Needless to say, Little Nuobao would definitely rest in Longxuan Palace.
Mu Yihan sent Wu Que to inform the Jiang family. He happened to meet Jiang Fenghu on the road, so Wu Que saved a few more steps.
"My sister stayed in the palace?" Jiang Fenghu was carrying a bundle of green onions and just came out of the manor.
Wu Que smiled and was very polite to the Jiang family. "I met you here, so I won't go any further. Please go back and tell the mansion."
Jiang Fenghu nodded and said, "Okay, okay, Eunuch Wu, please go back to the palace."
After that, the two bowed to each other and went back to their own homes.
Jiang Fenghu jumped on the carriage and was about to go home, but at this moment, another figure suddenly blocked the carriage.
"Who is blocking the road!" Jiang Fenghu hurriedly pulled the reins to avoid hitting the man.
As soon as he got off the carriage, a pair of dirty hands grabbed his trouser legs tightly, "Boss, it's me, Boss!"
"Wang Yong?" Jiang Fenghu narrowed his eyes and saw the man's face clearly.
He was surprised, and then said unhappily, "It's so cold, why don't you stay at home and take a rest? Why are you blocking the road on the road?"
Wang Yong raised his head, revealing a face full of frostbite scars.
His nose was almost frozen purple, and there was a yellow lump underneath, all of which was frozen and hardened snot.
"Boss, I want to go home too, but I have no home. Ever since my legs were broken by the government, I can't find a job, so I can only sleep in the broken temple with my wife and children."
"The wind is strong in the temple, and there is a group of beggars who are competing with us for territory. Yesterday, my mother cooked a pot of porridge, but before I could feed it to my son, it was snatched away by those beggars, and they beat me up!"
Wang Yong started crying, his eyes swollen as if they were soaked. "Boss, I have no home now. Please let me go back to the farm. I promise to be honest and never cause trouble for you again."
Seeing his face full of scars and a lot of weight loss, Jiang Fenghu felt a little sour in his heart, but soon calmed down.
This ungrateful person had already revealed his true colors.
If he is allowed to return to the manor now, wouldn't he really think that the Jiang family is made of mud and can be treated at will?
Jiang Fenghu's face immediately turned black, "Although your family was driven away, it's just after the autumn harvest, and you will have money in your hands. How can you be homeless?"
"Also, when you scolded me for being black-hearted and dirty before, you didn't have this face now! You think you can get away with it by selling it at a low price today, but I'm afraid you don't know how hard my fist is!" Jiang Fenghu was furious.
Seeing that he was about to punch, Wang Yong hurriedly retreated and begged, "Although we got some money in the autumn harvest, my family gave us a lot of money to pay for the famine, and there is really nothing left, boss."
Jiang Fenghu snorted coldly, turned up his sleeves, and took out fifty copper plates.
"I feel sorry for your wife and children. I'll give them the fifty cents for following you, a piece of trash!"
"But I'm not a good man either." Jiang Fenghu's knuckles creaked as he gripped his fists. "If you dare to stop a car or get close to my farm next time, I'll break your other leg too!"
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