After walking through a series of twists and turns, Su Mingyu finally arrived at the Armament Supervision of Gu Ruobai's arms factory.
Looking at the row of neatly arranged muskets on the table, Su Mingyu became interested. She stepped forward, picked up a musket, deftly reloaded the bullet, then spun around and fired at the wall beside her.
"Bang!" The green bricks on the wall shattered into pieces.
Sure enough, it was the predecessor of the close - combat king, the shotgun. Its power was truly domineering.
Without even thinking, Su Mingyu knew what kind of stir this thing would cause in this era of cold weapons.
Gu Ruobai watched Su Mingyu's valiant figure and clapped his hands. "Good skills."
Su Mingyu put down the musket and clicked her tongue. "You're really amazing. Although you had my blueprint, you improved this thing so quickly. I'm really impressed."
The feeling just now told Su Mingyu that this man had improved the musket, making it more sensitive to shoot.
Gu Ruobai was a little surprised. This tiny difference could be felt as soon as she got her hands on it. "You're naturally suited for this."
Su Mingyu shrugged. She was not suited for it at all.
All she did in her childhood was eat, sleep, and deal with things like this and killing. All she had now was achieved because of the hardships in the past.
She lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions in them, and looked around. "You didn't just call me here to test the musket, did you?"
"Not entirely."
Gu Ruobai led Su Mingyu to the wall that she had just shot to pieces. As his fingers tapped rhythmically, the wall slowly split open to reveal a door. Gu Ruobai turned around and looked at Su Mingyu. "Go in and take a look?"
Su Mingyu pushed him and walked in.
Unexpectedly, Gu Ruobai had almost hollowed out the underground of the Ministry of Works. Looking at this workshop that was obviously much more elaborate than the previous one, Su Mingyu couldn't help but exclaim. "The person who built this basement is really a genius."
Gu Ruobai hooked his lips into a smile. "I drew the blueprint."
Su Mingyu: …
Well, forget she said that.
After another series of twists and turns, Su Mingyu was led into a room. As the curtain of the room was pulled open, Su Mingyu was stunned again. "You've actually made so many muskets?"
Although there weren't enough here for an entire army, it was definitely enough to arm a troop of one or two thousand people.
If the emperor found out about this, the charge of treason would be firmly pinned on him.
Gu Ruobai picked up a musket and pointed it at Su Mingyu. "Since I dared to open my own arms factory in the Ministry of Works, I'm fully confident that no one will know about what's going on underground here."
Seeing his confidence, Su Mingyu raised her eyebrows. "Fine. Now you can tell me what you want me to do."
Gu Ruobai pointed at the muskets behind him and looked at her with a serious look she had never seen before. "I want you to teach my soldiers how to use this."
Su Mingyu was taken aback. "You guys don't know how to use it?"
"Knowing how to use it and using it well are two different concepts." Gu Ruobai looked at Su Mingyu. "I want my soldiers to use it as smoothly as you do."
This... it might be impossible.
Su Mingyu complained silently. She had spent more than twenty years learning this. It would be very difficult for these soldiers to be as good as her.
But it wasn't entirely impossible. Su Mingyu nodded. "Just don't complain if I'm too strict with your men later."
Seeing her confident look, Gu Ruobai hooked his lips into a smile. "You can train them however you like."
"However..." Su Mingyu squinted at Gu Ruobai. "Our previous agreement was just that I'd give you the blueprint and you'd keep me safe. Teaching is not in the agreement."
Seeing her smiling like a little fox, Gu Ruobai couldn't help but feel in a good mood. "What do you want?"
Su Mingyu pursed her lips and thought. Actually, he had already given her everything she most wanted recently, so she really couldn't think of what she should ask for for a moment.
"Um... I haven't got an idea yet. How about counting this as a favor you owe me?"
Gu Ruobai nodded understandingly. "Okay."
After showing Su Mingyu around the entire underground arms factory, the two of them came out of the wall reluctantly.
Although Su Mingyu wasn't a weapon enthusiast, because of her profession, she would always pay attention to other people's weapons wherever she went.
In this ancient era, what she saw were basically knives, which made her a bit bored.
Now seeing the improved muskets by Gu Ruobai, her hands itched. She tried quite a few guns before pushing Gu Ruobai back to the Prince Ruixian's Mansion.
As soon as they arrived at the mansion, they saw Zhizhu and Mu Yi sitting side by side waiting for them.
Su Mingyu frowned. "What are you doing?"
Zhizhu pouted, looking very aggrieved. "Miss has been so tired these days that she falls asleep as soon as she touches the bed. So I thought of stewing some nourishing soup for you. But I stewed a bit too much, so I thought of bringing some for the prince..."
Saying that, Zhizhu pointed at Mu Yi, who had a dead - pan expression. "But this person actually said he didn't know if I had poisoned it and just wouldn't let me bring it over."
Su Mingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This Mu Yi was really as wooden as his name, and her little maid was really too innocent.
She rubbed Zhizhu's head and comforted her. "Then don't let him drink it."
"You!" Mu Yi's face darkened. "How dare you!"
"It's your blessing that the prince can drink your soup. Others want to send soup to the prince, but the prince won't even drink it!"
Gu Ruobai touched his nose. Was he being implicated here?
Seeing how protective Mu Yi was of his master, Su Mingyu rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright. If you want to give it to him, give it. If you don't want to, pour it out. I won't feel bad. I won't talk to you anymore. It's tiring."
Saying that, Su Mingyu pulled Zhizhu towards her courtyard and comforted Zhizhu on the way not to bother with such a person.
Mu Yi was so angry that his face turned iron - blue. "My lord! This woman is really ungrateful!"
Gu Ruobai didn't even lift his eyelids. "Come on, it's just a bowl of soup. If she really wanted to poison, would she go through so much trouble?"
"But..." Mu Yi still wasn't very relieved.
Gu Ruobai shook his head. Mu Yi was good in every aspect, but just too stubborn.
Rolling his wheelchair to the table, Gu Ruobai picked up the still - warm soup and took small sips.
Although it wasn't as delicious as Su Mingyu's cooking, it was lighter than the food in his mansion's kitchen.
After getting used to eating rich and fatty foods, drinking this kind of light soup occasionally was actually a good choice.
Su Mingyu had, of course, made good use of what had happened yesterday. In just one day, almost everyone in the capital knew that there was something wrong with the imitated clothes from Sinnan Pavilion.