When Wang Fu heard that this person was not the ambassador of the Military Weapons Bureau at that time, his eyes calmed down: "Okay, since that's the case, I won't blame him. Old man, you have made contributions to the creation of muskets. I will reward 100 taels of silver. In the future, I will reward anyone who makes contributions to the manufacturing of weapons."

Of course, the value of one hundred taels of silver is not the same as this musket. However, for the old craftsmen, one hundred taels of silver is already a lot, which can make a poor family feel free to eat and clothing. The old craftsman shook his head: "Your Majesty, this musket is not done by the common people, and the common people don't want it. Bi Dajiang still has descendants in the Military Weapon Bureau. The common people dare to ask the emperor to reward the descendants of the Bi family."

As the saying goes, the king has a gift, but he cannot refuse. The old craftsman dared to extrapolate the emperor's rewards. Not only did he not get any benefits but he also had risks. In order to support the son of his former old friend, Wang Fu would definitely not be able to do it. He smiled and said, "There are rewards, and the old man doesn't have to postpone it. Then where are the descendants of the Bi family? Tell him to see me."

"Back to the emperor, Craftsman Bi is on holiday today and is not in the Military Weapon Bureau." The ambassador of the Military Weapon Bureau replied quickly.

"That's all, I'll give you a hundred taels of silver to pass on my decree. Old man, can you do this kind of musket?"

"Yes, yes, when Bi Dajiang made this gun, Xiaomin had attacked Bi Dajiang." The old craftsman replied quickly.

"Okay, from tomorrow... by the way, what's the old man's name?"

"Return to the emperor, the common people's name is Dai Zhongsheng."

"Dai Zhongsheng, this name is good." He sent someone to find the Dai family in Jiangnan who was good at making firearms. Unexpectedly, the Dai family was not found. Instead, he found a Dai Zhongsheng who could make a flintlock rifle in the Military Weapon Bureau: "Transfer my order. From tomorrow, Dai Zhongsheng will be promoted to deputy envoy of the Military Weapon Bureau, responsible for the manufacturing of flintlock rifle, and all supplies will be given priority. Dai Aiqing, the world is in the last jing. The court needs this musket, not one, but tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands. My aunt must seize the time and teach the manufacturing of this musket to more craftsmen. If possible, the mesh rope guns will be changed to flintlock rifle."

The Military Weapon Bureau had only one ambassador and two deputy envoys. Although the deputy envoy was an official of the ninth rank, he managed tens of thousands of craftsmen and had great power. Wang Fu suddenly transferred the old craftsman to such a high position, and the leaders of the Military Weapon Bureau were even more straight. They knew that from now on, they would have another boss on their heads.

"Thank you, the emperor for his great kindness." Dai Zhongquan originally wanted to postpone it, but the emperor just said it was certain that he would create more flintlock rifles in the shortest time. Of course, it would not be possible without rights, so he had to accept it.

After returning from the Military Weapons Bureau, Wang Fu was very happy and wanted to buy a flintlock rifle in Macau. He didn't expect that he was completely far away. Now Tian Cheng has been going for several months and has not come back. If he had known this, he would not have to delay for several months. Maybe many flintlock rifles have been produced now.

By the way, with a flintlock rifle, you also need a paper-shell bullet. With a paper-shell bullet, whether it is a comb or a flintlock rifle, it can greatly speed up the loading speed. Wang Fu casually wrote several strokes under a piece of white paper, and his handwriting was a bit crooked. Fortunately, Hongguang's original words were not very good, and no one was surprised by the emperor's words.

"Come." Wang Fu looked at the eunuch who came in response and explained: "Transfer this to Chen Rui and Song Yingxing."

"I obey the order." The eunuch quickly put away the white paper. The white paper imperial edict was not like an imperial edict, but more like a note. He hurriedly looked at the words on the white paper, and he secretly wondered in his heart, what is this paper bullet? It is worth the emperor's special sending him to spread it, and he was puzzled.

After the eunuch went down, Wang Fu leaned on a chair. Although he felt light in his heart, his legs were in a scorching pain. He couldn't help but sigh that riding a horse seemed casual, but it was not a simple thing.

A few days later, Wang Fu received an exciting news that Tian Cheng finally returned from buying arms from Macau. Because he bought too many things and recruited many Portuguese men to hire mercenaries, the Portuguese sent several warships to transport them. He has arrived at Wusongkou in Shanghai and asked the court to allow the Portuguese warships to pass and deliver the purchased goods to Nanjing.

Unlike the Yangtze River in the Qing Dynasty, there was never a precedent for Western ships to pass through the Yangtze River. As soon as their ship arrived in Shanghai, they were stopped by Huang Fei, general general of Wusongkou of the Ming Dynasty and Wu Zhikui, deputy general general. Although Tian Cheng took out the emperor's will to him to go south to purchase various arms and materials, it was pointed out that the ship was filled with goods ordered by the emperor himself to purchase, the two still refused to let go on the grounds that the ship was not allowed to enter the Yangtze River.

Of course, Wang Fu knew the little abacus of the Portuguese. The reason why they were willing to send warships to transport materials was probably more because they wanted to enter the Ming Dynasty's heart to see the truth and reality. The safest way was of course to be in Shanghai to imperial cargo, and then the imperial fleet transported the cargo to Nanjing.

But this would inevitably delay a lot of time, and Wang Fu was not willing to delay even one day, not to mention that the Ming Dynasty was not as good as the Portuguese turn, so Wang Fu immediately wrote an imperial edict and asked the general of Wusongkou to let him go.

Two days later, several large ships slowly sailed on the river surface outside Nanjing. The shapes of these large ships were obviously different from those of the Ming Dynasty. Not only were they as high as several floors, but dozens of black muzzles were also exposed on each large ship. When the ships passing along the way saw them, they all avoided the side in fear.

The figures on the boat were shaking. Although there were many Ming soldiers inside, sharp-eyed people could still see many tall figures with blue eyes, high noses, curly hair, thick hair, and tall figures mixed in.

Although there were surveillances of Ming soldiers on each ship, these Portuguese did not dare to go too far and were always in good manners. When they saw the surrounding ships away, many Portugals still whistled, which made Yang Lin, who was accompanying him feel very upset.

Yang Lin is an anomaly in the Jing camp. As an imperial guard, their treatment is better than that of the local and vassal state troops. However, accordingly, there is no local oil and water. Anyway, if you cannot starve to death, you can't hold on. Most of the tens of thousands of Jing camps are just waiting to die. Only Yang Lin is training troops seriously and does not earn empty salary. He is responsible for his duties and is deeply trusted by his subordinates.
Chapter completed!