Chapter 673: Gunpowder, she does

To be honest, why is it so scratching.
"Gunpowder is our biggest problem now."
Song Yan also tightened his brows, this gunpowder was hard to find, he knew it.
"If there is gunpowder, what about that person?"
Shen Qingci said again, I want to finish it in half a year, so I need a lot of people.
"People, I can do it."
The four princes took this matter to themselves, and of course they no longer claim to be their own palace at this time. "My father gave me the right to mobilize soldiers and the people around me. If I can really blow up the mountains and mountains, how much People and we all came out, and this time it was also for Pingyang to build water conservancy projects. This is a good thing for the country and the people. For the people of Dazhou, this is not only a matter for Pingyang, but also a matter for everyone. "
If Pingyang can't keep it.
Not sure, it will be their turn next time.
People are not a problem now, and the silver is already in place, almost all of them are ten million taels of silver.
The problem is this gunpowder.
"I'll fix the gunpowder."
Shen Qingci raised his face and looked at them, "His Royal Highness, can you arrange the people first, ten days later, we are going to explode the mountain."
"Ten days?" The fourth prince gasped again.
"Are you?"
Shen Qingci narrowed his eyes slightly. Didn't His Highness come true that the mountain was dug out, and he didn't prepare in advance? "
"That's right." The fourth prince understood what Shen Qingci meant, right?
"I will transfer people now."
The four princes stood up, also preparing to send additional staff, and the explosion of the mountain really scared him. As for where the gunpowder came from, he really didn't think about it.
As for cousin Shuo, don't think that he really doesn't know.
This is not exactly the third brother's dose of one people, that is, his temperament, how can such a cruel person be the king of a country.
No one can give this throne to that three emperor brother.
Otherwise, there is no life left for him. If he hadn't been careful over the past few years, he had been struggling with every step, and he was always paying attention. Maybe he would have died and become another lone soul in the palace.
But the father...
The fourth prince thumped the table hard.
Father Emperor knew it too, he couldn't know nothing, he couldn't guess anything, he was just pretending to be blind.
Because he only had two sons, and the two sons' restraints on the emperor were very important. Not only does he want to maintain a balance in the court, he also needs such a balance for his son.
Under the situation that he only had two sons, he knew that one son had wolf ambition, but he couldn't take action against this son because he had to restrict another son, so being an emperor was so sad.
You have to be wary of your own sons. To the extent that they are not as good as folk fathers, such as Shen Dingshan, for their own daughters, they can all go to the door of others and swear, no matter what kind of emperor you are. If he deceived his child, even if he fights hard with you, he still wants to get justice for his child.
So what's the point of being the prince, he might as well be the son of Shen Dingshan.
After the Fourth Prince left, Shen Qingci still sat there, playing with the cup in her hand, she didn't know what was thinking?
"Madam, the son did not prepare explosives."
Longer's voice suddenly came in. If there is, he knows, if not, he also knows.
The son didn't prepare these things. Gunpowder was not that easy to come, and it was also quite dangerous. If it wasn't much, it might be dangerous.
And these things can't see the dampness. If you leave them for a long time and want to come, they can't be used now.
Shen Qingci put down the cup in his hand, and then slightly flattened his red lips.
"Chang Geng, you can buy some things for me."
"Madam, please order."
Longer and more trifling.
Shen Qingci asked Baimei to take the pen and paper, and then write a bunch of things.
Chang Geng took it, but he couldn't help frowning.
Sulfur, realgar, saltpeter...
This is...for gunpowder?
"Madam, you..."
"Go," Shen Qinghe held up the cup again, and lowered his eyelashes slightly, always in a cold silence.
Gunpowder, she didn't.
However, she will do it.
No one knows, and even she has forgotten it. As for her doing things that can make gunpowder, it doesn't seem to be difficult to understand. The Lou's nose is inherently different from ordinary people.
She can make spices and of course gunpowder.
And when she wanted to make gunpowder craziest, it was when she was locked up for the first time. At that time, she tried her best to research gunpowder every day. She wanted Huang Dongan and Lou Ziyin to be blown up to death. Huang's family was blown into ashes, and these people were buried for her, but later, she had no hands, and all she could do was to think about this in her heart.
The combination of gunpowder, the method of formula, how many people can blow up, how many houses can be blown up, it can be said that at that time, she was almost fascinated by gunpowder.
Until later, when she was there for a long time, she didn't admit her fate, she just went by day after day, and she didn't know why she wanted to continue thinking about it, why she continued to go on?
It wasn't until she talked about bombing mountains that she remembered the past.
It turns out that she can also mix gunpowder.
"But ma'am," Chang doesn't know what to say?
"It's too dangerous, Young Master, he already..."
"He's not dead!" Shen Qing Ci suddenly interrupted Chang Geng's words, "I use my life to guarantee that nothing will happen."
"You prepare these, the rest is my business."
She stood up and was about to make gunpowder. This matter is not counted by anyone. She has the final say. She cures the water, she does the gunpowder, and she blows up the mountain.
No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, and no matter what she has to bear, she will bear it, and she will bear it.
When Shen Qingci left, Chang Geng had a cold face, and there was no expression at all at this time.
"No one can tell about this. I will send someone to guard this house and show me everything that everyone knows."
And his gaze finally stopped on Song Yan. Shen Qingci left Song Yan here. He decided to let Song Yan know about the matter. The four princes can hide it, but Song Yan can’t do it. The words will still be seen.
He is not a fool, nor is he a fool.
The choice is up to Song Yan.
Song Yan hadn’t spoken yet, but as a result, a sword was already on his neck. He couldn’t help but swallowed. When he turned back, he saw his family’s white bamboo was putting the sword on his neck. Do you want to murder your husband?
"Let go, let go..."
He was scared into a cold sweat, and carefully poked Bai Zhu's sword.