Chapter 45: Stealing a rifled gun

The Ministry of Industry has gone through three dynasties, and has had ups and downs in the court for decades, and has seen too many conspiracies and changes.

The reason why he can be a great minister step by step in this turmoil is that Zhang Fengxiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, sees the word bureaucrat very thoroughly.

Bureaucrats are egoists, climbing in the temple, the ability to govern the country, the ability to govern the officials, and the ability to punish the name of the criminal, all of which are not important.

The most important thing is four words, observe words and colors.

Whether it's in the court or in the wilderness, it's all for mixed food, as long as you can keep your status, you can do it, and if you can't do it, you can quickly pretend to be a grandson.

Pretending to be a grandson is a university question, Zhang Fengxiang can climb from an insignificant jinshi to the position of a central minister of the second grade, and after 30 years of wind and rain without falling, he obviously has a deep understanding of the samadhi.

The most important point of pretending to be a grandson is to be cautious, Zhang Fengxiang knew about this from Ambassador Wang's mouth, and he only knew it.

If you want this Ministry of Works, who has gone through three dynasties, to do it himself, you need to sit down on this matter thoroughly, so thoroughly that there is no flaw.

Zhang Fengxiang put down the imitation doucai chicken bowl cup in his hand and explained two things: "Ambassador Wang, you have to find a way to find the barrel of a rifled gun." ”

Ambassador Wang was most worried that this temple tumbler would not trust him, and when he heard this sentence, he hurriedly piled up a smile and said: "Old Shangshu, please rest assured, this matter is covered by the lower officials." ”

Ambassador Wang left the mansion of the Ministry of Industry in a hurry, and Zhang Fengxiang called a confidant steward: "Go and invite John Tang." ”

Decades ago, during the period of the eastward spread of Western learning, John Tong was one of the leading figures in spreading Western law, and after Matteo Ricci's death, John Tong became the leader of the eastward spread of Western learning.

Zhang Fengxiang, who was cautious, learned about the rifling of rifling, and his first reaction was not to be happy, but to invite Tang Ruowang, the leader of Western studies, to come over.

Only when this Dinghai Shenzhu in Western Studies personally confirmed the rifling and portrayal, Zhang Fengxiang would really rest assured, and would plan a meticulous temple calculation, and trample Zhu Shun and the West French Party on the soles of his feet in one fell swoop.

Zhu Shun and the West French Party were used as stepping stones to enhance his prestige within the Donglin Party and become the next leader of the Donglin Party.

Ambassador Wang left the mansion of Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, glanced coldly at Menzi, and went to the wall root of the West Tile Factory.

There are two places where private prostitutes gather in the capital, one is along the West River, and the other is at the root of the wall of the West Tile Factory, where various characters from the three religions and nine streams gather.

Ambassador Wang went to the wall base of the West Tile Factory this time, not to find a few good prostitutes, but to find a gangtou.

This Gangtou is the nest family responsible for selling stolen goods in this area, and all kinds of snitch rogues such as ringing horses, white dragon hanging, water crows, and cloth thieves are all sold here by him.

When Ambassador Wang passed by the brick wall of the courtyard, he was worried that the mottled brick wall would fall down and hit him.

Bypassing the elm tree at the door, Ambassador Wang knocked lightly on the wooden door.

Three light and two heavy.

The way to knock on the door was to whisper, and after half a pillar of incense, several strong men wearing green silk plackets opened the wooden door.

The strong man in the lead happened to know Ambassador Wang, and Ambassador Wang approached them last year, frowned and asked, "Open a note?" ”

Ambassador Wang has a habit of praising beautiful ladies who have been brought up to be married, and last year he came to them and stole the wife of a good family who had just passed through the door.

Ambassador Wang shook his head and replied, "Search." ”

The strong man in the lead nodded, and took Ambassador Wang in.

Gangtou is a middle-aged man who likes to practice martial arts, and he is playing with a sword in the courtyard, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Ambassador Wang coming over and put away the sword in his hand.

He wiped the sweat on his face with a sweat towel and said with a smile: "I said why there was a magpie calling today, it turned out that Ambassador Wang was here." ”

"Someone, hurry up and serve tea to Ambassador Wang."

In the face of such a master who eats people and does not spit out bones, where does Ambassador Wang dare to drink the tea here, who knows if there is any medicine in it: "Looking for you to find something." ”

Gangtou waved his hand, and the dozen or so strong men with green silk pairs around him all kept a certain distance: "Say, what do you want?" ”

Ambassador Wang knew this kind of supernatural power, and he was extremely well-informed, so he should know the rifled gun: "A rifled gun." ”

Tsunade suddenly fell silent.

Ambassador Wang knew that it would be difficult to steal rifled guns, and added: "The barrel is fine." ”

Tsunatou stretched out a finger: "Rifled flintlock pistol, I know that there are only two places in the capital." ”

"One is the warehouse of Wang Gong's factory, and the other is the palace."

"Don't think about Wang Gongchang's warehouse, the blind man who guards the warehouse used to be a scout who didn't collect at night, but he often went deep into the Jurchen hinterland to spy on the military."

"Those who can survive for three years are pitiful, and those who live for five years are even rarer."

"As far as I know, it took more than five years for the blind man to retire from the frontier."

"No matter how powerful the thief is in the capital, he dares to go deep into the hinterland of the Jurchens, and he is not collected at night, and he is all in vain."

"So now I can only start with the palace, I have a connection with some fathers-in-law in the palace, but the price is higher."

"One hundred taels."

When Ambassador Wang heard the gang-headed lion ask for 100 taels, it was simply a blackmail from the ground, and he couldn't help but want to walk away.

But the situation is stronger than people, without this flintlock rifled gun, with the cautious character of the Ministry of Works, he will not make a move at all, so he can only grit his teeth and eat this stuffy loss: "When can I find something." ”

Tsunade still stretched out a finger: "One day." ”

Hearing that he would be able to bring things in one day, Ambassador Wang was in a better mood and took out the silver he had prepared in advance: "This is a deposit of ten taels of silver." ”

"I'll give you the rest of the money tomorrow when I come to pick it up."

Gangtou saw that Ambassador Wang agreed so happily, and secretly regretted it, he should have asked for more silver just now: "Third child, send off guests." ”

Night.

It was almost midnight, Chongzhen was still in the Qianqing Palace to deal with the chapter, feeling a little thirsty, picked up the high-grade fine porcelain teacup on the imperial case, and took a sip of cold white open.

Putting down the fine porcelain teacup, Chongzhen rubbed his temples, ready to go back to rest after approving the last dozen or so books.

Wang Chengen walked over suddenly, holding a wire newspaper in his hand, and handed it over with a smile: "Your Majesty, look at this." ”

Chongzhen glanced at Wang Chengen strangely, took the newspaper, and also showed a smile instead of a smile: "Stealing a rifled flintlock pistol?" ”

"Did the Donglin Party do it again?"

Wang Chengen nodded, he couldn't hold it back, he laughed, and the eunuch who was in charge of writing the living notes threw away the brush in fright: "Your Majesty, do you want to give it?" ”

Chongzhen slapped the imperial case violently, his eyes were bright: "Give!" ”