Chapter 1 Improvement of the arquebus

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In the second year of Chongzhen, Beizhili.

Bureau of Ordnance.

In a sparkling workshop.

Zhu Shun was holding a cold bone and was casting the barrel of the bird's gun: "It seems that we have to find a way to get out of the country, according to the household registration system of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"As long as you are a craftsman, you will be a craftsman for the rest of your life."

"Besides, I am the youngest doctor of mathematics, physics and chemistry in history, I should set off an industrial revolution in Daming, and I will be a craftsman for the rest of my life, I am really sorry to cross two words."

Zhu Shun picked up a cast barrel and put it in the sink next to it to cool it, and a white gas came out of the 'Zizi'.

Reaching out to wipe the sweat from his head, he saw two officials walk in.

The official who walked in front was wearing a cyan official robe with a white pheasant embroidered on his chest.

The officer in the back was dressed in a green uniform with a quail patch embroidered on his chest.

When Zhu Shun is usually fine, he likes to read history books to kill time, and knows the hierarchy of the Ming Dynasty's official uniform, the one in front is a five-rank official, and the one in the back is only a nine-rank petty official.

The strange thing is that the status difference between the two is so big, and the nine-rank junior official should be flattering like a dog-legged when he sees the fifth-grade official.

The two of them were arguing fiercely about something, looking at the posture of the nine-rank junior official, they even had a bit of a reprimand for the fifth-grade official.

The Wupin Grand Official walked to the stove, picked up a barrel, and glared: "One inch, add another inch in length, so that the power of the bird gun can increase." ”

The junior officer of the ninth grade also picked up a barrel: "One inch? The barrel is already long enough, and if you increase an inch, the weight will also increase, which will definitely affect the combat effectiveness of the sergeant. ”

"So half an inch is enough."

"Fart!" The five-rank senior official almost couldn't help but knock the nine-rank junior official's head with the barrel of the gun: "We use the best wrought iron, which is relatively light." ”

"Even if it is an inch longer than that, it won't make much of a difference, the most important thing now is to increase the power of the bird's gun, you don't want to put the cart before the horse."

"Huh." Listening to the conversation between the two officials, Zhu Shun couldn't help but laugh.

The Ming and Qing dynasties have not yet studied ballistic knowledge, and believe that the longer the bird, the better.

Especially in the Qing Dynasty, by the end of the Qing Dynasty, the guns cast in the hands of the Qing army even reached a length of two meters.

The arquebus made in this way has poor sealing, and the driving force of the gunpowder after burning is rubbed off a large part in the barrel, and the range and power are not as good as the bird guns of the Ming Dynasty.

The anger of the Jiupin petty official is not small now, when he heard that someone dared to laugh, he was about to smash the gun with the barrel, and when he saw that the person who was laughing was Zhu Shun, his anger decreased a little.

The petty officer of Jiupin is the leader of the Ordnance Bureau and knows Zhu Shun.

He glared at Zhu Shun, for fear that the five-rank official would be unhappy, so he quickly maintained his right-hand man: "Chuyang, don't look at this kid as young, this kid is a treasure." ”

"At a young age, his skills can be ranked in the top three in the entire Ordnance Bureau."

The five-grade official looked at Zhu Shun carefully, and it didn't seem that he had reached the crown, but he didn't expect it to be better than the craftsmanship of some old craftsmen who had been working for decades: "I didn't expect it to be a talent." ”

The five-rank senior official thought that this young man should be the descendant of the nine-rank junior official, so he thought about disgusting the nine-rank junior official with Zhu Shun, and said with a smile: "I heard you laugh, I don't know what you think." ”

The Wupin official said so on his lips, but he didn't think so in his heart, in his eyes, a wild boy from the countryside could have a high opinion.

When the junior official of Jiupin heard him say this, his face was obviously a little ugly, the importance of his lineage was no less than that of his son, and the other party didn't mean that his son was a fool.

Zhu Shun knew that his opportunity had come, the other party was a member of the five grades, as long as he could remember himself, there would definitely be no problem in leaving the country in the future.

Zhu Shun put the cold bones on the chopping board, tidied up the coarse linen clothes on his body, and said seriously: "Rifling, only by depicting rifling will the power of the bird gun be increased." ”

Rifling? The Wupin official had never heard of this name, and he was very disdainful in his heart, and deliberately asked to the bottom of it: "What is rifling." ”

Zhu Shun understood the thoughts of the five-rank officials, and he didn't care, and continued to introduce: "Just talking about it, it doesn't prove anything. ”

"I happened to build a rifled gun these days, if you two are interested, we can go to the shooting range and try it."

The five-rank senior official now wanted to see the nine-rank junior official make a fool of himself, and said with a smile: "Then let's hurry over and see what Mr. can say." ”

The nine-rank junior official heard that the five-rank senior official deliberately bit the word Mr. very hard, and his face became even more ugly, how could a poor country boy who had never read a book be worthy of the word Mr.

is clearly ridiculing Zhu Shun for not knowing that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he is a grandiose clown, it seems that this time he is embarrassed.

As an official in the court, the most important thing is the word face, if this matter spreads, it will definitely fall into a notorious reputation for not being strict under control.

The junior official of Jiupin has been conscientious for more than ten years, and has climbed step by step from a small official to the position of Jipin, and originally expected to be promoted by half a level this year.

With this notorious reputation of not being strict under control, it seems that there is no hope from the eight pins.

The junior official of Jiupin sighed, not only did he not anger Zhu Shun, but he was a little worried about him.

With this bad reputation for grandstanding, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, there is no hope of leaving the country to become a petty official in this life.

The junior official of Jiupin still thinks that in a few years, when this kid is older, he will find a way to help him get out of his nationality, but now it seems that there is no hope.

The junior official of the ninth rank patted Zhu Shun on the shoulder, did not speak, sighed and walked out behind the senior official of the fifth grade.

But I was still thinking in my heart, is there any way to help Zhu Shun save his reputation, after all, he is a talent, and it is a pity to be a craftsman all his life.

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