karlmaks
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Birdsong echoed from the woods outside the plantation. For a full hour, Xiao Ming explained the seed cultivation process to Kui Si and the others. "Kui Si, did you understand everything His Highness said? You’ll be in charge of the seed cultivation. If anything goes wrong, you’ll be held responsible," Pang Yukun warned him. In Pang Yukun’s eyes, this was a matter of great importance—it was directly tied to whether the people would have food to eat in the future. "Y-Yes, Chief S-Secretary...…-
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"Lin Wentao?" Xiao Ming didn’t think the man was crazy—but to someone like Luluo, who lived in this era, the man definitely seemed like a lunatic. He turned to Zhao Long and said, "Go to Bowen Academy and find out if there’s really a student named Lin Wentao." "Yes, Your Highness." Zhao Long left, and Luluo continued, "This man even said that once he gets his scholarship, he’ll pay us for making his cloth bag. He spoke so seriously. Your Highness, could he really be a student from Bowen…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair Inside the grand hall, Xiao Ming and Yue Yun sat facing each other. After a long while, Xiao Ming finally closed the notebook. He now had a general understanding of the current world. Overall, the European countries were still in the same places—they just had different rulers now. Aside from being slightly more advanced in technology, there weren’t many other differences. "Your Highness, the Dutch have also taken over Ryukyu. This blocks our navy from…
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Inside the palace in Chang’an. After reading the report from Qingzhou, Emperor Xiao Wenxuan immediately summoned Fei Ji. Inside the imperial study, the two men sat in silence for a long while. "Your Majesty, I also received some news from Jizhou. Just like Prince Qi said, there was indeed a drought last year around Bingzhou and Jizhou. Until now, not a drop of rain has fallen. The people in Prince Yong’s territory have run out of food. Their suffering is beyond words." "Bingzhou, Jizhou, and…
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"Your Highness, I’m back!" At the Prince of Qi’s manor in Qingzhou, civil and military officials had gathered. In the center of the grand hall, Yue Yun and the surviving sailors dropped to their knees, crying uncontrollably. Even Niu Ben and Lu Fei were moved. Of the more than seven hundred men who had set out, only two hundred and thirty-one returned. Two-thirds of the navy had perished in the vast sea. Xiao Ming stepped forward and helped the soldiers up one by one. His eyes were hot with…
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Advanced chapter at Patreon.com/caleredhair "Hahaha…" Laughter echoed from the president's office of the Chamber of Commerce. Many merchants nearby turned toward the sound in surprise. They recognized the voice—it was unmistakably Prince Qi himself. This stirred excitement throughout the building. The prince rarely visited the Chamber of Commerce. Usually, only Li Kaiyuan managed affairs from the president's office. Now, inside the office bearing the Chamber’s nameplate, Cao Zhengyang looked…
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The atmosphere in the chamber had become noticeably tense. After a long pause, Cao Zhengyang finally said, “Your Highness, our Cao family will fully support you. But this matter is significant, and I must return to consult my father.” This time, it was Xiao Ming’s turn to be surprised. He hadn’t expected Cao Zhengyang to agree so readily. What he had just proposed was merely a rudimentary version of the East India Company—a company driven by capital to plunder resources across the globe. His…
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In the glow of sunset, Zhao Long’s profile was lit in red by the lingering twilight. On their way back from Bowen Academy, he grinned and said to Xiao Ming, "Your Highness, many students were inspired by the reward notice. Some even said they’re determined to surpass Lu Tong!" "Good. These students really needed some motivation," Xiao Ming nodded. "Here, take this and post it in each department tomorrow." Having followed Xiao Ming around every day, Zhao Long and Zhao Hu had become informal students.…
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"Yes, Commander!" Qi Guangyi responded loudly. Xiao Ming and Niu Ben exchanged a glance before Xiao Ming began explaining the hollow square flintlock formation. This was a battle-tested formation from later centuries, known for countering cavalry in countless historical wars. On the open plains, forming a hollow square allowed 360-degree coverage, making it nearly impossible for barbarian forces to flank, surprise, or encircle the formation without getting shredded by volleys. Using wooden flintlock…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair Outside the chemistry lab, a group of Chemistry Department students stood nervously, not daring to go back in. After all, they’d read in textbooks that burning white phosphorus releases toxic fumes, and when the explosion happened, they all ran out. After receiving high praise from Xiao Ming, Lu Tong couldn’t stop smiling. "Your Highness’s textbook was so detailed—without it, we could never have made white phosphorus," he said humbly. "You're modest,…
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