"Wait a minute, where's my wheelchair? Ah~ no, where's my wheelchair?"
"The wheelchair is fine, you should worry about yourself first."
Looking at Murong Hongxue, who was still unconscious and preoccupied with her wheelchair, Li Chang'an felt somewhat helpless.
This Liao Kingdom's number one swordsman has never recovered from his injuries since he started following him.
He's either injured or recovering from an injury.
Seeing that the silly girl was focused on performing surgery on Murong, Li Chang'an turned and left.
Upon seeing him emerge, Qiao Feng immediately stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, how is Hongxue?"
Because of his Liao identity, he and Murong Hongxue had a good relationship. They got along well and would often get together to drink and have fun.
Seeing his good brother, who was blown to bits, he was worried. He wondered if he could be saved.
"Silly girl said it's okay, she can be saved, but only a little bit. Her leg is probably gone, and she'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life."
When the jar exploded, it was in Murong Hongxue's arms, and he took full responsibility for the damage from the explosion.
If Li Chang'an hadn't flown to the capital and brought Sha Niu over, this day next year would probably be the anniversary of the death of this Liao Kingdom's number one swordsman.
"It's alright, it's alright. As long as you're alive, it's nothing. It's just two legs, no big deal."
Qiao Feng patted his chest, expressing his relief. He was incredibly lucky to have survived being blown up like that.
Seeing his relieved expression, Li Chang'an slowly said, "No, it's because all three legs are useless now!"
Upon hearing this answer, Qiao Feng paused for a moment, then patted his chest: "It's alright, anyway, his thing is only an inch or two long, and he only needs to use it three or four times. It doesn't matter whether he has it or not, it's not a big problem."
"You really are his good brother."
After appreciating their friendship, Li Chang'an asked, "What was that that exploded just now? Who caused it?"
Upon hearing his words, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Linfa.
Seeing everyone staring at him, he steeled himself and stepped forward: "This is something I've researched, and I've named it gunpowder."
"Once I saw the Great Ming Emperor's tutor, Mud Bodhisattva, refining elixirs in the palace. As he was refining them, the elixir furnace exploded, shaking the entire palace."
"I felt that this thing was very powerful, so I asked for the formula for the explosion and studied it myself."
"I studied it on my own for a long time and finally discovered that as long as you mix sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal together and then it comes into contact with fire, it will explode with extraordinary power."
At this point, Lin Linfa paused for a moment, deciding to take responsibility for his own actions, so he did not mention the Confucian concepts of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick.
"I thought that if this thing could be used properly, it might be able to defeat the Liao Kingdom and recover lost territory, so I began to slowly study the formula for gunpowder."
"But this thing is a bit unstable. I recently made a small jar and was planning to continue researching it, but after having a few drinks, I got into an argument with Brother Murong."
"Brother Murong was so angry that he set the jar on fire, and that's what you saw, Your Highness."
After understanding the whole story, Li Chang'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Lin Linfa, stroked his chin, and began to think.
Since its invention, gunpowder has become a deadly weapon, taking the lives of many people.
Now that I've appeared in this world, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.
Seeing Li Chang'an frown, Emperor Jianyuan's heart sank. The thing he feared most had come to pass.
Lin Linfa is the leader of the Baolong clan, a family left behind by the founding emperor, who have been responsible for protecting the emperor for generations.
Right now, the only forces he can use are the Dragon Protector Clan and the Dragon Guardian Manor.
If today's events cause a conflict between Li Chang'an and the Baolong clan, he will easily find himself in an awkward position, regardless of whose side he takes.
Thinking of this, he stepped forward, protecting Lin Linfa, and said, "Chang'an, it seems this was an accident, and Afa didn't do it on purpose. Why not punish him a little and let it go?"
Looking at the tense Emperor Jianyuan and the pale-faced Lin Linfa, Li Chang'an rolled his eyes: "Why should I punish him? Murong Hongxue lit the gunpowder himself, it has nothing to do with anyone else."
After saying that, he continued to speak to Lin Linfa: "Ah Fa, as you know, I am planning to build a university in Tai'an City, to gather all the most intelligent scholars in the world and teach them new knowledge."
"I think your gunpowder is pretty good. I wonder if you would be interested in becoming a teacher at my university, specifically leading students to research gunpowder."
After thinking for a long time, Li Chang'an decided to let Lin Linfa continue his research on gunpowder.
Having a sword in your hand and not using it is completely different from having no sword in your hand at all.
In any case, equipping the Ming Dynasty with gunpowder is far better than other nations possessing this technology.
"this……"
Lin Linfa was stunned for a moment when he heard Li Chang'an's words, and then looked at Zhou Chao.
Regardless of the circumstances, he was a member of the royal family, and he couldn't do whatever he wanted; he had to consider Emperor Jianyuan's wishes.
Zhou Chao smiled and waved his hand, "Since Chang'an can use you, you can go with Chang'an to do research."
"You've been doing nothing all day long in the palace with me. I don't need anyone to protect me now. Go with Chang'an. You happen to like studying these strange things."
Lin Linfa looked at Emperor Jianyuan and felt a little moved.
The emperor I was protecting wasn't very good at governing the country, but he was a really good person.
"Your Highness, actually, I didn't make this gunpowder by myself. What I made before was only a semi-finished product."
"Oh, are there any other people?"
"Yes, and there were also the two Confucian scholars, Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong, who were also very knowledgeable about these things. The three of us worked together to make gunpowder."
“Okay, I’ll go to the Confucian school and have the two of them join you to form the Institute of Natural Sciences. You’ll be the dean, and I’ll have Sha Niu give you some things so you can study them yourself.”
Lin Linfa's eyes lit up when he heard Li Chang'an's words.
He was particularly interested in the strange and unusual things that Li Chang'an had taken out.
He also bought a lot of novelties he had never seen before from the grocery store and kept them at home to study.
Now that he can follow Li Chang'an and study the things he likes, he feels that his life has become more interesting.
Lin Linfa has never liked his current life.
Although he had nothing to do, he always felt unhappy and exhausted.
He thought about it for a long time before he realized that the reason he was so tired was because the things he was doing made him unhappy.
The most tiring job is one where you're unhappy.
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