Don't let Zhao Xi worry about the affairs of the Imperial Guard; don't let him worry about the rewards and punishments for the palace maids and eunuchs either.

  It's his business if he wants to be a substitute for someone else.

  It's easy to talk to Niang, as if Zhao Xi has some strange and unusual things that are normal. But at Lao Die's place, with Old Chen Lin accompanying her, she had to explain in detail.

  "Xī ér, this thing can be pushed and expanded?"

  He mentioned the origin and function, and even explained the pros and cons clearly. But Dad still asked such a question.

  No wonder, although in fact the old man has already resigned himself to his fate and knows that he can barely make ends meet, it cannot be said that the old man does not have an enterprising spirit.

  After all, this thing has seen its power.

  He must have imagined the scene of 800,000 imperial guards holding copper fire tubes to overthrow the Great Liao... No, he should first deal with that slap in the face, the rebellious Daxia.

  What a pity...

  "Father, the imperial court is short of copper and only has these two pieces. I'll spend 20,000 guan to buy them."

  Twenty thousand yuan, and that's still taking advantage of some of the seasoning from the construction site. If it were to be rebuilt entirely, I estimate it wouldn't cost less than thirty thousand.

  This Zhao Xixin, just based on the result of firing a shot yesterday, Zhao Xixin knew that this copper tube was absolutely the best among the best. The treatment of sandy eyes also reached the limit of this era.

  After all, it's casting, not a machine-made car. And then polishing to such a delicate degree... Right, this probably also underestimates the labor costs by quite a bit.

  The so-called lack of copper is just an excuse. In fact, the real reason that cannot be widely promoted is the imperial court.

  Lao Fan and his brothers came up with a new policy, but it was just a half-baked project. Zhao Xi worried that he had instigated his father to do this, but in the end, they didn't succeed and instead leaked the technology.

  At the current imperial court, Zhao Xi really doesn't dare to believe it. With the current difference between civil and military officials, even the guards in front of the palace are making a ruckus, truly not daring to believe in the loyalty of the current generals towards Father.

  Let's save it for now and wait until the royal family has its own people before considering it. It's that Da Jiang...

  "Taibei, as the master builder for Xi'er's camp, you should handle this matter properly."

  That...the old man's craftsmanship is really good. Zhao Xi is still waiting for the future to use it a few more times. What does Dad mean by this...

  What does Zhao Zhen mean? The fact that his son said that the lack of copper is a natural thing, but what the imperial court calls "twenty years without speaking of military affairs" is the most important constraint.

  Even if this hundred-tael cannon can be built, I'm afraid the officials in the imperial court will still reject it.

  The craftsmanship cannot be thrown away and must stay in the imperial family. Zhao Zhen has already felt the power of this thing.

  Yesterday, Chen Lin had told him in detail about this person. Having arrived at the command post, which was still a camp full of sons of noble families like the Imperial Guard, he indeed had some skills.

  Chen Lin said that even if he was like him, it would be difficult to subdue in a short time, but Xier just... This person died instantly.

  "Dad..."

  Zhao Xi had his first disagreement with or objection to Father's handling of things.

  This kind of master craftsman is a true master craftsman and can no longer be conceptualized as just an artisan or worker.

  If it's just because of making two sprayers for himself, he would be dealt with like this... In some matters, the emperor has no way to talk about human nature. Zhao Xi understands, he simply regrets that craftsmanship.

  "Xier, don't think too much. Father is kind and wouldn't casually take someone's life. Since he already knows you're a naughty child, it's not suitable for you to stay outside the palace."

  "The western garden was originally prepared for you to build your mansion. Now that this matter has arisen, Father can order him to take care of the East Palace. When you ascend to the throne, this person will be a member of the imperial household."

  Zhao Zhen is an emperor, and also an emperor with a son, his only son. Zhao Zhen is an emperor, but also an emperor who is not good at defending what he has achieved, he does not crave power.

  So he has been preparing for Zhao Xi all along...

  "Daddy, child...child..."

  To be honest, Zhao Xi was really moved at this time, not pretending at all, just a sour nose and wanting to cry.

  They say that as people get older, their emotions become more fragile. He was never a seven or eight year old child to begin with, and at this moment, he felt for the first time the paternal love from his father.

  "Don't be like this, don't act like a little girl. Xier should be compared to the great emperors of Taizu and Taizong, and cannot be so artificial."

  Affected? This word... perhaps it's most accurate in the context of old dad. The future has changed the meaning of too many words, and Zhao Xi doesn't even know which one is correct anymore.

  But at this time, Dad is absolutely full of true feelings.

  It's very strange, Zhao Xi also thinks that his father is acting strangely today. For some reason, he feels a little sad.

  Zhao Xi didn't know, but Chen Lin knew.

  Just yesterday, after the incident, the official was still in a daze. After handling the aftermath, he suddenly became disoriented in the Yanfu Palace and couldn't be woken up for a while... Chen Lin wanted to call the imperial physician, but the official woke up.

  It seems that all of our ancestors had this disease...

  "Dad, this thing needs to be cleaned with a ramrod after each use, and when loading the bullet..."

  Zhao Xi began to carefully explain the usage of handstands to his father, very detailed, more serious than ever before.

  "Daddy, I have two of them. I want to give one to you for use..."

  To be honest, this was the first time Zhao Xi had a family-like feeling towards Zhao Zhen.

  All along, Zhao Xi knew that this was his own father, but he had never felt close to him, and the emotions were much thinner than those with his mother.

  Just at that moment, Zhao Xi truly identified with this father from the bottom of his heart and had a sense of belonging to the imperial harem.

  "Xier, your safety is more important than my life. Besides, this thing was created by you, even if you explain it to me, I still can't master its use."

  "Father has a big backer, Xi'er, you can stay. Don't reveal it. Those who know will handle it. When the time is ripe to make it public, you can take action again."

  Zhaoren also accompanied Zhaoxi for the first time in a long while. Even when Zhaoxi taught him how to aim, he didn't understand but still listened with a smile.

  Never have I enjoyed family bliss so much, nor have I ever felt so relaxed...

  He had never had such a patient father!

  Being an emperor is also a kind of loss!

  Zhao Zhen left, Zhao Xi felt a little reluctant to part with him, and so did Zhao Zhen.

  He didn't take a carriage, just walked like that. Chen Lin followed closely behind him.

  "Big companion, Xi'er sent me a handkerchief, is it because of Da Jiang?"

  If Zhao Xi knew that Zhao Zhen would turn around and ask Chen Lin like this... Alas! An emperor, still a tangled emperor, knowing it is just like that.

  "It's not official business, but rather a genuine feeling. The king is truly emotional today, and it's all about family ties."

  Chen Lin was telling the truth, at that time, even he, as an outsider, could feel the sincerity.

  "I feel the same way too. Xier is stronger than you, at some point in time, I thought it would be better to abdicate..."

  What is this? Nobody dares to believe it!

  "This is not right! The young master is still young, and you are in your prime..."

  There were also some reasons that Chen Lin didn't know how to say and couldn't make clear.

  He knew that, given his understanding of Guan's household, at this moment, Guan was being genuine.

  "I've gone mad! Da Ban, you need to worry more about Xi Er."

  What... does this mean again? Chen Lin watched as the official got into his sedan chair, shook her head, and threw off the confusion in her mind, closely following behind the sedan chair.