Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Ah Qing took over the two flintlock guns, and a more charming smile immediately appeared on her pretty face:

"Thank you, my lord, Ah Qing will definitely live up to your expectations, and will master the use of firearms as soon as possible."

Zhu Youjian patted Ah Qingyu's hand:

"No rush, just practice slowly, now accompany me to the martial arts arena."

"obey"

"Your Majesty, where are you going? I will immediately arrange Jin Yiwei to protect you."

As soon as the two of them left the palace, they were discovered by Qinglong. He waved his hand and immediately called dozens of Jinyiwei to protect the emperor, but Zhu Youjian waved his hand:

"No, bring three war horses here, and the others don't need to follow."

"obey"

Qinglong immediately asked the others to retreat, and the three horses quickly rushed to the martial arts arena.

The law and order in the capital is quite good now. It is hard to see even a single person fighting on the street. The common people treat the emperor like a god. Under normal circumstances, there is almost no room for the assassination of the king.

The Han people are very kind, as long as you feed them enough, they are very good. Zhu Youjian not only fed them for free, but also gave them land.

Let many people live a happy life that they have never had before from a displaced refugee. In the hearts of the people, Zhu Youjian is a god.

So when they saw people wearing dragon robes passing by on horseback, many people knelt down on the side of the road and shouted long live long live.

You must know that in the past, when the emperor was traveling, the people on the road would have been emptied long ago, and they would never be allowed to approach, but Zhu Youjian did not disturb them at all, and three war horses galloped past.

The three war horses watched by the guards of the martial arts field came galloping, and hurried forward to stop Zhu Youjian and the three of them:

"Who is it, a military forbidden area..."

Halfway through speaking, he hurriedly knelt down on the ground:

"The little one doesn't know Long live is here, please forgive Long Wei for offending Long Wei."

Seeing the general kneeling down, the other soldiers immediately understood what was going on, and knelt down in front of Zhu Youjian's horse.Recommended reading../../

Zhu Youjian often paraded troops here. Of course, the soldiers guarding the martial arts field knew the emperor, but they didn't expect the emperor to stroll here without his personal guards, so he didn't recognize him for a while.

With a smile on his face, Zhu Youjian said kindly:

"Those who don't know are not to be blamed. They are all free from courtesy and open the door."

"obey"

The person in charge of guarding the martial arts arena realized that the gate of the martial arts arena was closed at this time, so he hurriedly scrambled and rushed over to open the gate of the martial arts arena for the emperor himself.

After the three of Zhu Youjian entered the martial arts arena, all these soldiers stood straight outside the gate of the martial arts arena to stand guard for the emperor, and they would never let anyone in.

Now the Martial arts arena is different from the past. There should be guns and targets, and there are any distances. Zhu Youjian reined in his horse in front of a fifty-step target.

"Just here."

"obey"

Ah Qing and Qinglong jumped off the horse first, Qinglong was about to help the emperor get off the horse, but saw Ah Qing's foot moved to the emperor's side, Qinglong smiled slightly, stopped and did not move.

"My lord, Ah Qing will help you dismount."

Zhu Youjian smiled slightly, but didn't speak, and let Ah Qing half-embracing and half-helping him off the horse, the treatment he was entitled to, it would be nothing if he didn't enjoy it.

Looking at the distance to the gun target, Zhu Youjian began to teach Ah Qing to load the bullet and pull the trigger to shoot.

Although he is not a professional, he is much more skilled than Ah Qing.

With Ah Qing's comprehension of swordsmanship, her comprehension of flintlock guns is definitely not bad, so she raised her hand to aim and pull the trigger.

"boom……"

A shot rang out and missed the target.

"boom……"

Pull the trigger and it's another shot.

Hit the target, but hit the edge of the target, almost missed again.

Ah Qing blushed and looked back at Zhu Youjian. Even if she threw the flintlock directly at the target, she would definitely be able to hit more than seven rings.

but……

Zhu Youjian gave him an encouraging smile, and then took out a handful of bullets for her. Although the bullets are expensive, there is no limit to the number.

"Go ahead and believe in yourself."

After Zhu Youjian finished speaking, he turned and walked towards Qinglong, then sat on a high stool and watched Ah Qing practice shooting from a distance.

Qinglong didn't dare to do it, and stood beside Zhu Youjian with his head held high, watching Ah Qing's shooting intently.

Seeing Qinglong's appearance, Zhu Youjian thought he wanted to practice very much, so he asked:

"Qinglong, do you really want to practice this?"

Qinglong bowed and replied:

"Your majesty, to tell you the truth, I don't like to use firearms. I think it's too troublesome. I still think that cold weapons can be easily obtained."

"Haha...you have personality, but you can't keep up with the times. Believe it or not, Ah Qing can kill you instantly after getting familiar with guns?"

Although Qinglong didn't know what an instant kill was, he knew what the emperor meant, which meant that Ah Qing could defeat him with just a few breaths.

"Please forgive me, the emperor, I don't believe in humble positions."

193 Gun test

After five shots, Ah Qing seemed to have figured out the knack of the flintlock.

She calmed down, raised her hand slowly, pointed straight at the gun target 50 meters away, and pulled the trigger without shaking her arm at all.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

Shooting three shots in a row, the three bullets in the gun were shot out in one go, and then he moved his feet and quickly floated in front of the gun target.