Inside the Imperial Preceptor's Residence!
Winter had already arrived in Chang'an, and snowflakes were beginning to drift slowly down from the sky!
Holding a set of blueprints, Zheng Ping'an was directing a group of craftsmen in the rear courtyard of the Imperial Preceptor's Residence as they used large panes of glass to construct a greenhouse!
Dog, the servant, stood beside Zheng Ping'an as well, holding an oiled-paper umbrella over him to shield him from the falling snow!
"That side must be built sturdily. Otherwise, when heavy snow comes later, it could be crushed beneath the weight!"
"Hey, hey! And you lot, move the glass a little farther over. Yes, yes, yes, right there!"
Qing Mo stood in a corridor not far away, his hands clasped behind his back as he quietly watched Zheng Ping'an direct the worksite!
"Steward!"
"Imperial Preceptor!"
At Qing Mo's calm call, the steward of the Imperial Preceptor's Residence beside him hurriedly clasped his hands and bowed!
"Once the greenhouse is finished, inform the cooks to prepare a steaming hot pot meal for these craftsmen. Make sure there is plenty of wine and meat—let them eat their fill before they leave!"
"And add another third to every craftsman's wages. Consider it their reward!"
"Yes!"
Upon receiving Qing Mo's orders, the steward at his side hurriedly acknowledged them, then turned and briskly headed toward the rear kitchen!
Ever since Qing Mo had handed Li Shimin the methods for making cannons, firearms, and explosive packs!
The great emperor who had swallowed mountains and rivers in history immediately set aside a vast tract of land outside Chang'an the next day, establishing it as the Firearms Directorate dedicated to producing these new weapons!
To prevent the methods of producing gunpowder and firearms from being leaked!
Every craftsman permitted to work inside