Marquis Changxing introduced the children one by one, and the emperor smiled at Chuanyu and said, "I remember her, she even plucked my beard!"
Chuanyu lowered her head awkwardly. She remembered, how could she not remember!
[I pulled it out! I got a beating from my dad when I got back! Hahaha, I never knew Sister Yu was so naughty as a child!]
This put Chuan Hai in an awkward position. Fortunately, the emperor wasn't there to reminisce, and instead steered the conversation towards a popular storybook in the capital.
"I heard you wrote all those storybooks?"
The Emperor looked at Chuanwu, who glanced nervously at his younger sister. His sister, however, looked on with sudden realization. "Oh! I know! No wonder the Emperor came back with me today, he's here to see my brother! The Emperor is a huge fan of my brother!"
Her brother's sketchbooks are hidden on the desk where he reviews official documents; he's definitely a big fan!
Little fanboy?
Chuanwu was puzzled for a moment. Marquis Changxing and Chuanhai looked at the emperor's expression and saw that the emperor was smiling kindly and benevolently.
Emperor: What it is doesn't matter; what matters is what martial arts can bring him!
"Yes," Chuanwu replied, slightly relieved. Upon hearing this, the emperor's smile became even more amiable and benevolent, looking at Chuanwu as if he were a great treasure.
"So, can you build all those cannons and airplanes mentioned in your stories?"
The emperor looked expectantly at Chuanwu, who felt uneasy. Of course, he wouldn't listen; he had only heard those things from his younger sister, and he had never actually seen them.
Seeing Chuanwu's troubled expression, the emperor was inevitably disappointed, but it didn't matter. He had considered this possibility when he came, after all, not everyone who has eaten pork knows how to raise pigs.
"Your ideas are excellent. Why don't you come to the manufacturing camp? As long as you can build those things for me, I will reward you handsomely!"
The emperor glanced at Marquis Changxing, then waved his hand grandly and said to Chuanwu, "If you can create it, I will bestow upon you the title of Marquis Dingguo!"
This temptation was undeniably alluring. The title of "Dingguo" (定国) was not bestowed casually; it was generally reserved for generals who made significant contributions to the founding of the nation. It was a much higher rank than that of the Marquis of Changxing, who inherited his title through ancestral merit.
Marquis Changxing and Chuanhai and Chuanze were both shocked, while Chuanwu and the others were somewhat bewildered. The emperor then explained, "He's even a step above your grandfather, Marquis Changxing!"
Control group Changxinghou: ......
Chuanwu looked at Marquis Changxing in surprise, becoming even more anxious. The crucial point was that he couldn't create it! Who would save him?
But at this moment, Chuanwen was still secretly praising her brother, thinking, "My brother's brain is really sharp, he can definitely create something! When my brother is ennobled, and my grandfather and brother are both marquises, won't I be able to walk around the capital like a madman? Sigh... if my conscience wouldn't allow it, I'd go shopping every day, eating and taking things without paying..."
The emperor was quite happy when she told him that her brother could create it, but his face darkened as he listened to the rest of the story. "You tyrant! It's a good thing you still have a conscience, otherwise you would be in my prison!"
Marquis Changxing and his companions were also helpless. It was truly fortunate that their Wen girl had a conscience and suppressed her curiosity and desire to try things out, otherwise they dared not imagine what this girl might do!
For example, if Chuanwu could actually manufacture that kind of weapon, if Chuanwen had no morals or conscience, he would definitely be curious and use that weapon to mow down the entire capital.
The crucial point... however... but, Chuanwu was almost in tears, "Sister, aren't you just letting your brother down?!"
Since Chuanwen had said so, the emperor had great confidence in Chuanwu and ordered him to report to the manufacturing camp the next day. Tears welled up in Chuanwu's eyes; could he possibly refuse?
The emperor then discussed those amazing things with Chuanwu in detail, including trains and cell phones, implying that he hoped Chuanwu could also develop these things. Fortunately, the emperor was not in such a hurry; the most important thing at present was to develop military strength and consolidate national power.
Chuanwu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After having lunch at the Marquis of Changxing's residence, the emperor returned to the palace with Chuanwen, feeling quite satisfied. However, Chuanwu remained dejected all afternoon.
"Brother Wu, just build it if the emperor tells you to. What's bothering you?" Chuan Yi found Chuan Wu lying on a bench in the garden pavilion and sat down to comfort him. "If you can even come up with those things, you're not afraid of not being able to build them!"
Back then, Chuanyi was attracted by what Chuanwu wrote. He not only quickly overcame his resistance to Chuanwu and his friends, but also became a big fan of Chuanwu.
Sigh~
Chuanwu sighed deeply, looking up at the sky with melancholy. The key issue was that he had only heard his younger sister mention them; he had never seen what those things actually looked like, so how was he supposed to build them?
However, Chuan Yi's eyes sparkled, "I heard that the manufacturing camp is full of good stuff, all kinds of weapons. Does Emperor Wu of Jin, the founding emperor of our Great Jin Dynasty, know about it?"
Chuanwu looked at Chuanyi. Everyone knew Emperor Wu of Jin; his story was known to all.
It is said that at the end of the previous dynasty, warlords in various places claimed their own territories and fought each other in chaos, resorting to any means to seize territory. Once, King You besieged a county town. If people could have saved their lives by surrendering, that would have been fine, but King You was a man who killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. Every time he seized a place, he would let his men plunder it for three days and three nights.
Therefore, this county refused to open its gates and surrender no matter what, because surrendering would be the same as dying.
The county magistrate was also a strategist. Although there were few soldiers in the city, he managed to hold off the Prince of You for some time. However, no matter how strategist he was, a hundred men could never defeat a thousand.
Just as the King of You attacked the city gate again, and everyone thought that they could not escape their fate this time, a man rode out of the city on horseback. He was their founding emperor, Emperor Wu of Jin. He was brave and fierce, and he fought to his heart's content, defeating a thousand men single-handedly!
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