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Chapter 14 Take off your skirt
Calm down, Zhao Xu put the writing brush aside, casually threw the paper he had written more than a dozen pages into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket.

"System, help me exchange a thousand skill books."

As Zhao Xu's voice fell, after a flash of white light, a thousand thin skill books appeared in front of Zhao Xu.

Every skill book is recorded in the printed text of this era, so that no one can see any abnormalities at all.

After casually flipping through a skill book, and seeing that it was the same as his advanced marksmanship proficiency, Zhao Xu pushed open the door of his study and walked out of Wende Hall.

He recruited two guards waiting in front of the door, Zhao Xu whispered a few words in one guard's ear, and the guard took the order to leave.

Watching that guard leave, Zhao Xu said to another guard, "Come with me."

Turning around and walking back to the Wende Hall, the remaining guard took orders and followed Zhao Xu into the Wende Hall, and saw the thick 'skill books' piled up on the desk at a glance.

"Take these things out of the palace and hand them over to Commander Wang. He knows what to do with the rest."

"Sir, take orders."

The guard bowed to Zhao Xu, picked up a thousand thick 'skill books', turned and walked out of Wende Hall.

Watching the second guard leave, Zhao Xu's eyes were melodious, and he didn't know where to look.

"Hope, don't let me down!"

Zhao Xu muttered to himself, he had no doubts about Commander Wang's loyalty, what he was worried about was whether his cronies could control the use of guns.

If no one can learn it, all his hard work will be in vain for the time being.

As for why not be an instructor yourself and teach your cronies how to use these weapons that have not yet appeared in this era.

He...is an emperor!

Time flies, in a blink of an eye, a month has passed.

For a month, Zhao Xu's whereabouts were strange, except for going to court every day, most of the time he wandered aimlessly around the palace.

The Book Collection Pavilion was raided by him a long time ago. Others such as the Treasure Pavilion, the main halls of the imperial palace, and even the palace treasury failed to escape his black hands.

But for those who think they are not needed and are worth points, they are converted into points by him and stored in the system.

After a month of tossing, he originally only had 100 million points left due to the exchange of those weapons, but it returned to 400 million, and even exceeded hundreds of thousands.

In a month's time, without being suspected, he had the opportunity to convert most of the redeemable points in the palace into points, but he still only got more than 300 million points.

It can be seen that although it is quick to exchange points with resources to the system, it is not a long-term solution.

On this day, Zhao Xu was flipping through a book of "Su Nu Jing" in his study. He was very curious, what was so special about this thing, that it could be equal in value to the Sunflower Book.

Just when he was fascinated by watching, a notification came from outside the door, and the deputy commander of the forbidden army, Commander Wang Jianwang, asked to see him outside the door.

Hearing this report, Zhao Xu's face instantly showed joy.

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Xu unhurriedly put the "Su Nu Jing" on the table, sat upright on the chair, and then spoke to the outside.

"Come in!"

Squeak!

There was a sound of opening the door, and a tall man with a height of seven and a half feet walked in from the outside.

When the big man entered the door and saw the little emperor sitting upright, he knelt down on the ground with a 'plop'.

"Chen Wang Jian, pay respects to the official family."

"Wang Qing's family doesn't need to be too polite, get up quickly."

Zhao Xu got up from the chair, as if he wanted to help him himself.

Wang Jian didn't dare to let the emperor help him, he got up respectfully before the little emperor came over, and stood in front of the little emperor with his head down.

"Wang Qing's family, how is the matter going?"

Walking in front of him, Zhao Xu grabbed Wang Jian's hand with a friendly look.

"Officials, Wang Jian is lucky to live up to his fate!"

While answering, Wang Jian still had a deep sense of shock in his eyes.

When the emperor sent someone to send him an order and sent a thousand so-called skill books, he actually didn't take it seriously in his heart.

He is a martial artist with top-notch strength in the Jianghu.

In his opinion, no weapon can play any role in front of a master like him. Only masters of the same level or stronger can make masters of their level afraid.

However, when the batch of weapons called 'guns' were secretly transported to the camp of the thousand cronies, when the first shot was fired according to the method recorded in the 'skill book'.

His contempt, his indifference, all disappeared in the face of the huge lethality of modern weapons.

He admitted that facing a big man with a gun, if he was prepared, he would be sure to avoid the opponent's shooting the moment the opponent's gun was turned.

But if it was unexpected, or if several guns were fired at him at the same time, once he was hit by a bullet, his fate would be death.

This is true of first-rate masters like him in the arena. It can be imagined that once the imperial court has a troop armed with guns, no matter whether it is a reckless rivers and lakes or an invading foreign enemy, they will all have to be killed and disarmed.

After seeing the power of this weapon called 'gun', while his heart was shocked, he was more happy for the officials.

He is a staunch royalist and the most loyal subordinate of the little emperor. It is no longer an unattainable dream for the emperor to be able to master such power, truly take charge of the government, hold great power, and even sweep Liuhe.

And what he can do is to use the fastest time to cultivate such an army for the emperor who can master guns proficiently.

Through the skill book, he knew that this weapon needed bullets, and they didn't have many bullets.

So in order to be able to cultivate such a force, he evolved it according to what was written in the skill book, and developed a set of methods that can achieve training effects without live ammunition.

In a month's time, less than [-] rounds of bullets have been consumed, and his thousand cronies have already mastered the use of that weapon called a pistol.

At least when shooting the target, no one will miss the target anymore.

Hearing Wang Jian's report, the little emperor's eyes shone with something called excitement and ambition.

"Okay! Wang Qing's family, I did not misread you.

The Qing family went back immediately, and secretly exchanged those thousand cronies among the palace guards. There was no need to do it before night fell.

Is there any problem here at Qing's house? "

Looking at the emperor's expression and listening to the emperor's orders, Wang Jian knew that something big was going to happen.

However, as a staunch royalist, he was more than happy to see such a big event.

so.
"Sir, never give up!"

Wang Jian knelt on the ground again, showed his loyalty to Zhao Xu, got up, respectfully exited the study, and carried out Zhao Xu's order.

Watching Wang Jian's departure, Zhao Xu's eyes flickered with coldness.

"System, tell me, can I succeed this time?"

Su Luo: "." After so much preparation, you still ask me if I can succeed?

If you don't succeed, don't talk nonsense, take off your skirt, I don't have a trash host like you.

(End of this chapter)