Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

After entering the cave, there is a staircase nearly ten meters high.

There is a very large space under the stairs, and there are many anti-rust steel shelves in this space.

These steel shelves are filled with 56 punches, 56 and a half, and even a generation of sharpshooter 81 bars.

The light weapons inside can at least arm more than 1 people.

Zhao Wen paced back and forth in this room, the light from the electric light at the top was very dim, and the illuminated area was limited.

The next door to this room is full of bullets.

In addition to these light weapons, there are 40 fire, 120 mortars and other weapons in the next few rooms.

These weapons in the palace are basically light weapons, and there are also heavy weapons, but not many.

Outside the imperial palace, in Beijing, Xuanzhen, and even Tianjin, Zhao Wen had people build a large number of arsenals.

These arsenals are basically built in no-man's land or mountainous areas. These arsenals are very large and stretch for several miles.

The weapons in these arsenals were all obtained by Zhao Wen from the warehouse he carried.

The warehouse that Zhao Wen carried had unlimited weapons, so there were a lot of weapons in these arsenals.

It is not an exaggeration to say that even if there is another world war, the weapons that Zhao Wen produced may not be exhausted.

The reason why Zhao Wen did this was for the sake of the future.

Zhao Wen intends to give the position of these arsenals only to his son, that is, to the king of future generations.

In case of chaos in the future, even if all the arsenals are scrapped, these weapons are enough to use.

It is not to say that the kings of future generations can do whatever they want with these weapons. In the end, it is people who decide the war.

If the King of Future Generations is unbearable and everyone in the world opposes it, it will be useless even if the King of Future Generations has these weapons. After all, no one will stand with the King of Future Generations.

Zhao Wen left these weapons for the sake of this country, not just for his own children and grandchildren.

The reason why Zhao Wen only let the kings of later generations know is for the stability of the world.

If these weapons are known to individuals, who knows if they will have other thoughts and thoughts.

As for these weapons being leaked by the king of future generations, that is the business of the king of future generations.

They are so stupid that they deserve to die!

Zhao Wen looked at the full range of weapons in front of him and said, "I hope these weapons will never be used. I hope these weapons will rot here forever and never see the light of day."

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Chapter 938 The World Is Peaceful (Part [-])

After walking out of the garden, Zhao Wen came to the imperial study to deal with political affairs.

Zhao Mingyu stayed in the Senate and presided over the meeting.

Zhao Wen casually picked up a memorial and began to review it.

This memorial was sent by an official of the Senate, Zhao Wen opened the memorial and read it.

The content of the memorial is about the occupied land, which is similar to what Zhao Wen said.

The memorial's ruling policy for those overseas places is similar to what Zhao Wen thought, ruling the West in terms of culture and humanities.

Moreover, the content of this memorial is even more unique than what Zhao Wen said.

The memorial stated that the surnames of all the people in those overseas places should be changed.

Change all the vulgar names in the West according to the surnames in the Mainland, and change all the names of those Westerners according to the customs in the Mainland.

I have to say, this method is absolutely perfect.

Not only cut off their culture, but also changed their ancestors.

Looking at the contents of the memorial, the corners of Zhao Wen's mouth rose slightly.

"What a good idea, this method is good, I have never thought of this method before!" Zhao Wen wrote down this method.

When putting down the memorial, Zhao Wen looked at who wrote the memorial.

People like this will be of great use in the future.

......

Half a month later, the Senate and the Military Academy finally formulated specific policies.

Zhao Mingyu took the formulated policy to the imperial study.

There are so many policies formulated that are as thick as a book.

Zhao Wen sat on a chair, opened the booklet, and looked at it carefully.

Zhao Mingyu stood in front of Zhao Wen, standing respectfully.

Zhao Wen read it very carefully. It took almost half an hour to read and only read a dozen pages.

"not bad!"

Zhao Wen put down the booklet in his hand and rubbed his brow.

Zhao Mingyu let out a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

"Your younger brothers and sisters are not young anymore, and they will be retired in a few years!"

Zhao Wen suddenly said such a sentence for no reason!

When Zhao Wen said this, his face was full of embarrassment and reluctance, but despite the reluctance, let them go.

This was decided by Zhao Wen a long time ago, and when these children of Zhao Wen grow up, they will basically have to live in feudal lords.

For daughters, there is no need to go to the clan, but boys must go to the clan, except for the prince.

Zhao Wen has many sons, but people are more ruthless than grass and trees. After this time, who knows how many times we will see each other again in the future. No matter who puts this matter on, it is difficult to accept, let alone It's Zhao Wen.

Zhao Mingyu looked at Zhao Wen's appearance and fell silent.

Unlike the other princes, Zhao Mingyu had a very good relationship with his brothers and sisters. They grew up together, and the suddenness was so far apart. For a while, it was really unacceptable.

"Father, do I have to do this?" Zhao Mingyu summoned up his courage and asked.

"You are still young, you don't know!" Zhao Wen stood up and walked to the door of the imperial study.

He looked at the sun in the sky and said: "This world is not as simple as you think. In a world that looks calm, the storm below is unpredictable.

Now our power looks unstoppable, but who knows what will happen in the future?This is a world where the weak prey on the strong. If you don't prepare in advance, how can you make a comeback when the day when the building will collapse really comes? "

Zhao Wen stared at the sun in the sky, lost in thought.

Sometimes, Zhao Wen didn't even know what he was worried about.

It stands to reason that with Zhao Wen's current strength, even if he stops now and does not develop, other countries may not be able to catch up in 100 years.

However, even if the gap is so large, Zhao Wen still feels a little uneasy.

"Okay, you step back. Let's follow the policy!" Zhao Wen turned around and said to Zhao Mingyu.

Zhao Mingyu nodded, and left the imperial study with the booklet on the table.

......

When the policies formulated were implemented, bloody storms broke out in the Western world again.

No one is willing to change their name, no one is willing to deviate from their ancestors, no one is willing to change their living habits, and no one is willing to learn a language that is not their own.

However, their dissatisfaction was in vain.

When the swords and guns were on their heads, they also had to bow their heads.

If you dare to resist, you will die.

When the policy of burning books and burying Confucianism was implemented, those soldiers Zhao Wen left in the west started a city-wide raid.

Those libraries, personal collections, royal collections, etc. in the Western world were all destroyed one by one.

Their books, whatever they were, were reduced to ashes.

Such a policy has aroused the resistance of those Western scholars, but their resistance is ridiculous.

......

In the shit-stirring Cambridge University, a dozen gray-haired scholars stood in front of the library.

In front of them was a group of fifty soldiers holding 56 punches.

The scholar looked at the black muzzles of the guns in the hands of these soldiers, and his eyes were full of death.

"Leave, or shoot and kill!"

The officer spoke fluent English and shouted loudly at the scholars in front of him.

However, the scholars in front of them still didn't say anything, they just looked at the soldiers in front of them quietly.

"It's really a toast, don't eat fine wine, court death!" The officer's eyes were full of fierce light, he drew out the waist knife at his waist, pointed forward, and shouted: "Kill me!"

With one order, gunshots rang out like forests!

These scholars fell to the ground one by one, blood staining the ground red.

"Rush up and burn the library!"

The officer led the soldiers and rushed towards the library.

Moments later, the library was on fire.

These soldiers left here after watching the library turn into ruins.

Such scenes keep appearing in the territory of the shit-stirring stick, not just the shit-stirring stick, but no country in the whole West can escape.

The flames and killings continued in the West for many years, and in the end, all kinds of ancient books in the West were basically exhausted.

As long as there are words on it, no matter what it is, it will be completely burned.

The shit stirrer is ruined, the whole West is ruined.

Zhao Wen single-handedly wiped out the renaissance that was so hard-won.

In order to assimilate them culturally, Zhao Wen built a large number of schools here.

These schools are dedicated to instilling Chinese characters into Westerners. As for higher knowledge, they have no access to it at all.

When they were studying, they were also required to swear an oath, swearing that they could only be loyal to Zhao Wen and the royal family in this life.

Such schools are like mushrooms springing up in the West.

Two years later, the number of such schools in the Western world has increased countless times.

In the 14th year of Qiyuan, just two years after the war, the scars in the west seem to have gradually recovered.

There is a primary school in Lincolnshire, England, which was developed according to the specifications of the mainland.

The teachers in the class are all transferred from China, and the courses taught in the school are mainly Chinese characters.

The school is not very big, after all, there are not many students here.

In a classroom, a boy in his early ten years was sitting by the window, staring blankly out of the window.

This class is a Chinese class, and the teacher is a middle-aged man in his 40s.

The middle-aged man held a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" in his hand, shaking his head while reading.

Every time a sentence is read, the following students will follow along.

However, the boy turned a deaf ear to the sound of reading.

The boy was wearing a T-shirt, which was their school uniform.

"Newton! What are you doing?"

The teacher noticed the boy, and the scolding sounded immediately.

This boy is none other than the famous Newton in history.

At this time, his face was full of sorrow.

"Don't listen to the class well, what are you watching?" The teacher walked down, and the students in the classroom all looked at Newton, wanting to see Newton's jokes.