Meng Yi, as a Shangqing, and has a mortal enmity with Zhao Gao, will definitely spare no effort to find Zhao Gao's various tricks and even fabricate trumped-up charges, just like the last time he trampled Ao Ping to death, and finally finished his work in one battle, and directly trampled Zhao Gao into a pulp.

But this kind of life-and-death court fight is not Chen Xu's strong point, there are few people under him who can be used, and there is no helper in the court, his strength is to invent and make some food.

The favorite way of many angry young people is to directly kill Zhao Gao with guns and bombs, which is both comfortable and festive, but using this terrifying way to deal with political enemies in the court will inevitably arouse everyone's hostility in the end, including the emperor, you can use the Taiyi Divine Thunder to kill Zhao Gao, then wouldn't you also be able to use the Taiyi Divine Thunder to kill me? Therefore, it is better for this kind of terrifying immortal disciple to die, and then on a dark and windy night, a fire broke out in the Qinghe Hou Mansion, and when Chen Xu escaped in a panic, the night was densely packed with forbidden troops, and ten thousand arrows were fired, and Chen Xu would inevitably be shot into a big hedgehog.

Therefore, the standard operating procedure of political struggle is to design frame-ups, which is a mental work, and at this level, it would be too low-level to solve problems with swords and fists like ordinary people and gentlemen.

Chen Xu knows best whether he is a disciple of the Immortal Family, so he must rely on his ability to gain a firm foothold in Daqin, stabilize his position as soon as possible, and trample Zhao Gao, a pest like Zhao Gao who will cause trouble in Daqin in the future, as soon as possible, and trampling Zhao Gao to death, Meng Yi is his best choice at the moment.

"Engong, Meng Yi looks like a black-bellied person, will this matter go wrong?" Yu Wuya said as he stood beside him with an iron sword and rode a horse.

Chen Xu turned his head and said, "If someone once almost killed you and always wanted to kill you, would you forgive him?" ”

"How is it possible, at the end of the earth, I will also split him into eight petals!" Yu Wuya said viciously.

"That's right, the hatred between Meng Yi and Zhao Gao can't be resolved at all, either you die or I live, there is no second choice in the middle, I said before, the court is full of hypocrites, more terrible than villains, as long as there is sufficient evidence and certainty, Meng Yi will definitely kill Zhao Gao!" After Chen Xu finished speaking, he pulled the reins of the horse and turned around, "Let's go, go to the factory!" ”

"I found that the court is too terrible, Xianyang is not suitable for people like me to live! Wuya still likes to live in Xiaohe Village with Engong, and the happiest time is to eat, drink and play carefree every day. Yu Wuya's face was calm, and he rode his horse to follow.

"Looks like you're tired of this life!" Chen Xu said with a little emotion.

"Maybe, this kind of intrigue and life-and-death court battle is meaningless at all!" Yu Wuya sighed slightly.

"Indeed, Brother Wuya, you follow me for another two years, and when I gain a firm foothold in the court, you will go to find your master......"

"How can I do that, I haven't eaten the world's most delicious and spicy crayfish that Engong said last time!" Yu Wuya suddenly shook his head like a rattle.

"That's right!" Chen Xu silently looked up at the sky, this wish, I don't know what year and month I can taste it, the beauty of America is still 108,000 miles away.

In the smelting workshop of the factory, the hemp pole and the public victory that Chen Xu had high hopes for were still racking their brains for the lead bullet and iron bullet the size of mung bean.

Seeing Chen Xu coming, the faces of the two of them were distressed and tangled together, because there was really no way, the two gathered a large group of helpers who were cutting lead by hand.

Because the lead is so soft that it can be easily cut with a knife, it is first hammered into thin slices about a minute thick, then cut into thin strips one minute wide, then cut into squares the size of mung beans, and then ground into balls with gravel.

This is completely the most primitive and labor-intensive and time-consuming method, one person grinds for a day, and it is estimated that a few guns will be used up.

Therefore, looking at the results of a group of people's grinding for a day, Chen Xu's face darkened, and there were only half a bowl in total, but only two or three hundred grains, and the size was not regular.

Under this slow work efficiency, if there is to be a war, it is estimated that the front-line soldiers are already cold.

And lead is a heavy metal, poisonous, these helpers who help with grinding while cutting and grinding while wiping sweat and adding fingers, hands and faces are full of black, at first glance it is a variety that does not live for a few years.

"Stop" Chen Xu was full of black lines and told everyone to stop.

Everyone stopped inexplicably to lick their fingers, because many people's fingers were worn out, and Chen Xu's face turned a little darker.

Although lead is easy to process, but it can never be used for a long time, Chen Xu just thought that lead is easy to melt and easy to process before casually mentioning, I never thought that Ma Zhu and others would use this method, because it is a cold winter, this shed is relatively closed, and the lead powder will definitely be released in the air in large quantities, and it will definitely cause irreversible serious consequences to the body for a long time, and the lead powder that falls on the ground will also pollute the soil, and it will also dip into the water when it rains, and finally the pollution cannot be removed for hundreds of years.

"You're too slow with this, you have to think of an easier and faster way!" Chen Xu said with a twitch of cheeks.

"Master Hou, this is already the best way we can think of!" Ma Pole said cautiously.

"No, there must be a better, easier and faster way!" Chen Xu shook his head and squatted down to look at these small lead pieces cut into squares, then pinched his chin and began to think about how the round steel balls were made in the later generations, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with it, and his eyes looked at the many pebbles that suddenly fell on the ground.

Although these pebbles are not regular and not round, they are relatively smooth in appearance, which is the shape of the gravel grinding after continuous impact and tumbling in the water, and seeing these pebbles, Chen Xu suddenly remembered that there was a TV broadcast in Xinjiang Hetian, where those merchants who made Hetian jade were faked, that is, the large pieces of mountain jade collected on the mountain were smashed and placed in a drum mixer and stirred with sand constantly, and then the jade with clear water chestnuts could be polished into a round appearance, and then dyed and then passed off as seed material.

Whether it is lead, copper, iron, tin, or other common metals, they are softer than mountain jade, and if you can make this small piece that is not particularly regular, and then put it in a blender to mix, it is estimated that you can make tens of thousands of bullets at a time.

"Go, get the drawing tools and paper!" Chen Xu stood up and commanded.

"Master Hou, wait a minute!" The hemp pole turned around and ran towards the office, and soon ran over with a toolbox and a stack of hemp pulp paper and handed it to Chen Xu.

Chen Xu spread out the paper on the workbench next to him, then took out a ruler, took a cut lead strip and began to draw on the paper.

The principle of the drum mixer is very simple, it is a closed cylinder, inside a main shaft with a stirring stick and a crank handle, in this era without electric motors, everything can only be designed manually, but there is experience in the design of threshers and blank machines, Chen Xu quickly drew a sketch of a drum mixer, and the appearance looks no different from the threshing machine.

"Master Hou, are you painting a new type of threshing machine?"

I have been with Chen Xu for more than a year, whether it is a hemp pole or a public victory, I am now very familiar with this kind of two-dimensional plane drawings, looking at the sketches drawn by Chen Xu, the public is full of doubts.

"It's not a threshing machine, it's called a blender!" Chen Xu threw the lead bar on the table, then wiped his hands clean and pointed to the drawing and said, "The outer drum is cast with steel, don't make it too big, just four feet long, and the inner diameter is made into three feet, in order to facilitate installation and disassembly and maintenance, make the upper and lower halves together, and reserve the feeding and discharging ports up and down, make a trap door, reserve a hole for installing the live ring at each end, the size of the hole you can look at yourself, the central spindle should also be cast with steel, and three stirring sticks should be installed on it. The stirring stick should fit well with the inner wall of the mixing drum, and the gap should not be too large...... Do you understand! ”

"Got it, got it!"

It took a few minutes to talk about this mixer, and the hemp pole and the gong lost the victory and nodded together like chickens eating rice, and there were a few onlookers next to them who were confused, looking at the graphics and curved numbers on the drawings like Erha looking at the stars, with a confused expression on their faces.

This simple Arabic numeral Chen Xu has been invented for more than a year, but there are not many places where it is used, that is, Qinghe Group and Huaxia Qianzhuang are using it, although Zhang Cang and some other people are also using it in the Academy of Sciences, but after all, the scope is very small, so these craftsmen in the factory do not know, and even the manual for compiling steel smelting and the specifications of horse pawn equipment last time are still used in the font that is used now, otherwise the merchants and craftsmen in the following counties will not be able to understand it.

However, over time, this more convenient and simple number will inevitably spread and be accepted by everyone.

"If you understand it, hurry up and get it! How long will it take? Chen Xu threw the drawings to the public and lost.

"Both the drum and the spindle need to be turned into sand and molded first, but now that there are enough manpower, it is estimated that it can be made in about a day!" Say it quickly if you lose or lose.

"Okay, stop here for a while, all the lead blocks must be strictly cleaned up in the future and not littered everywhere, this thing is poisonous, it's best not to use it, take me to the foundry, and see if you can find a way to make this kind of small round bullet out of iron or copper!"

Following Gong Shengsheng and Ma Pole to the foundry workshop, there were seven or eight workers and craftsmen in blue overalls and rattan hats who were shouting and directing, and dozens of helpers and hundreds of slaves were smelting steel and casting steel bars in full swing.

Although it was the cold winter season, the temperature in the workshop was unusually high, a row of six iron-making furnaces for frying steel were all red, all the workers were wearing coarse linen clothes and gloves and hats were sweating profusely, some were adding coal to the furnace, some were pulling the huge bellows, and some were stirring the iron juice with a big iron rod to fish out the waste residue inside, and the red molten iron was bubbling and splashing out from time to time.

And next to each iron-making furnace, there is a huge warning sign, which lists more than a dozen iron-making instructions and safety regulations, all violators will be severely punished, not only the slaves, but also the helpers, craftsmen, supervisors and even the officials who inspect are treated equally, under this strict work system, the whole scene is not only lively, but also orderly.