Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 449
The fire was finally extinguished in the blue sky.

The captain didn't know whether it was the work of the soldiers under his command, or whether the fire was slowly extinguished by himself after there was nothing to burn.

During this period, Elder Wen woke up from the previous faint, and the old man's confused head was also relieved a little during the rest. Relying on his many years of experience in the Ministry of Industry, he asked the soldiers to throw away the soaked bedding and linen shirts.

The entire firearms battalion suffered a lot of losses. The two workshops for making saltpeter and the wooden sheds were completely reduced to ashes, and half of the compound was actually only a baked and deformed sulfur workshop.It's good to be backed by storage. After cutting down a forest, it is finally the most dangerous thing to keep.

It's just that those lives will never come back.

More than fifty soldiers were buried in the sea of ​​flames, and their armor and clothing were burned and deformed in the black ashes. The corpses of more than twenty craftsmen pulled out from the charred ruins had long been burned beyond recognition. put them in the courtyard.

The scorched and dirty soldiers bowed their heads and knelt quietly in front of the corpse, silently.

Li Shimin pursed his lips tightly, looked away from the school captain and old man who were kneeling in front of him, and looked at the devastated ruins without saying a word. The eyelids were finally a little uncomfortable with the pungent smell and the tragic scene, so they turned their backs silently and waved their arms feebly.

"Bury, burial."

Stepping on the black water mixed with blood-stained muddy water and scorched marks, Li Shimin stood quietly without saying a word.

The two kneeling on the ground trembling, naturally knew that Li Shimin was full of anger.

The most important weapon of the country, the thing that countless eyes are staring at turned out to be a problem, and the equipment that was originally used on the enemy was the first to burst around the imperial city.In addition to anger, there is more endless sadness.

Li Xian dedicated these earth-shattering tools to Datang, and in the half a month or so since he left Chang'an, a big fire actually burned his ambition to conquer the world.

Isn't this a joke for those alien envoys in the imperial city?

Even if I can't control your power, how can I use this power to conquer the kingdoms?

In the dignified atmosphere, the people present did not dare to take a deep breath, for fear that one person would accidentally annoy the king who was holding back his anger, ruin his future and lose his life.

As an important minister in charge of the entire firearms battalion, Mr. Wen couldn't stop shaking his hands and feet supporting the cold muddy ground. With his lowered head, he looked at the clear and enlarged gravel close at hand, letting the cold sweat drip down his face into the water-stained muddy ground middle.

Rao was beside him, the school captain who had seen the battlefield, also frowned at this moment, only felt that the blood seemed to be frozen as cold as cold.

I don't know how much silence there is, and a slightly hoarse voice spreads in the quiet air.

"Let's talk, who was the first to blame for the fire last night?"

"The minister... the minister is guilty...."

Shivering lightly, blowing out breath from his mouth and nose, brushing away the dust on the ground, Elder Wen replied tremblingly.

The captain had to bear the consequences alone, and the captain naturally understood the consequences in his heart. He stretched his palms on the ground, poked his fingertips into the soil, and then took over the conversation.

"His Majesty."

"The humble minister...is not careful enough to take care of him, causing such a major event to happen, the minister...is guilty."

Bang.

Among the soldiers, the leading lieutenant-general knelt on his knees and prostrated himself on the ground.

"Your Majesty, my minister... I have made a mistake in my placement, and I didn't arrange enough soldiers in the front yard to make this tragedy happen, my minister..."

"Shut up for me!"

Turning around suddenly, Li Shimin flicked his sleeves angrily, and his tiger eyes burst out terrifyingly, looking at the three people kneeling side by side.

"I want the truth!"

"Natural disaster? Man-made disaster? Intentional? Unintentional negligence?"

"It's not the blame you are talking about!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the captain who interrogated the night hastily answered.

"Report to Your Majesty, I will find out at the beginning."

"It's because the craftsmen were a little tired last night, and they didn't hang the lanterns on the case pillars securely, which was caused by the night wind."

"These... these non-compliant sky-shaking thunders were ignited by paper lanterns."

Li Shimin really wanted to kill, his face was livid, his terrifying eyes swept away the shrinking figures of the craftsmen behind him, suppressing the anger that was about to burst in his heart, and his voice also raised unconsciously.

"Crush work late at night? Have you ever done this before?"

"Li Xian posted signs prohibiting fireworks all around the firearms camp. Why did no one follow them?"

"You have all heard about the power of the thunder that shakes the sky. Why did you put it in the front yard? Do you think these rules and regulations are just decorations?"

The majesty radiated from the king, only making the kneeling Wen Lao sway, and his heart was even more horrified.

"The minister is guilty, the minister is guilty."

In the lowered view, Li Shimin's soap boots approached slowly and stopped at a distance of one step, with a touch of sadness in his majestic voice.

"This is all me, the people of Tang Dynasty."

"With skill, he is in charge of the country, and he will sleep here forever without seeing the prosperity."

"You all are so lazy, do you want me to lie in the coffin like them and listen to my sons tell me about the prosperous world outside?"

The low-pitched voice reached Wen Lao's ears, openly mentioning the chill of 'death', which only made Wen Lao tremble as if he was sifting chaff deeply.

With his whole body pressed against the ground, Elder Wen kowtowed on his head, his voice sounded like weeping.

"Don't dare, Your Majesty, I don't dare!"

The lieutenant beside him also changed his face when he heard it, and he quickly lowered his body.

"Your Majesty, rest your anger."

The craftsmen behind him also repeatedly admitted their mistakes.

The breeze passed through the huge venue, swirling the fly ash into the sky. In the oppressive atmosphere, Li Shimin didn't speak for a long time.

After an unknown period of time, the majesty on the cold face gradually dissipated, and the tone became relatively calm.

"The Firearms Battalion is a sharp weapon for the country, and it has a great relationship, so we can't just give up halfway."

"Wen Aiqing, as the minister of the Ministry of Industry, is also in charge of the entire firearms battalion, so he cannot escape the blame."

"I will give you half a month more grace."

After dialing the ultimatum, Li Shimin looked down at the figure at his feet, and waited quietly for an answer.

There are no eyes in the back of his head, but Wen Lao can clearly feel the sharp eyes on the top of his head, and he is really struggling in his heart.

It was difficult for him to control the affairs of the firearms battalion, so that he was still at a loss about the formula for Shaking Thunder.

Making troubles like this is a life-threatening situation, His Majesty is giving yourself a chance by saying this.However, this opportunity is difficult for him to take.

While thinking wildly, Soap Boots took half a step forward, and your property above should be clearly in sight, and majestic and cold words were uploaded from above his head.

"What? Is there a problem?"

"No...no no, I... I thank Your Majesty for your kindness."

Knocking his head to the ground, a look of despair flashed in Elder Wen's heart, and he responded hastily.

The pressure was suddenly removed from his body, rustling footsteps gradually drifted away from his ears, and calm words floated gently.

"The military order has already been issued."

"Wen Aiqing, my patience is limited."

(End of this chapter)