Chapter 43: Three Generations of Muskets

Zhu Shun also stood up, held back a smile, and stretched out his palm: "High-five as an oath." ”

Seeing that he stretched out his palm, Ambassador Zhang quickly slapped it, and after a 'snap', he laughed and said, "This matter is so decided, you can't go back." ”

Zhu Shun thought to himself, he was afraid that you would regret it when the time came: "Uncle Zhang Shi, don't worry, you will definitely not regret it." ”

Coming out of the public office of the Ordnance Bureau, it can be said that both sides are happy, and after a while, I don't know if Ambassador Zhang will be happy.

Wang Chengen has to be on duty during the day, unless there is a special reason, and he will only come back at night.

However, the Wang family's mansion has some special means to pass the news to Wang Chengen, and this means is the Dongchang Line Report.

As the eyes and ears of the emperor, Dongchang has never had a precedent for anyone to deliver news, and if it is to help others pass on the news, it will go against the original intention of establishing Dongchang.

The eyes and ears of the great tomorrow.

The Dongchang fanzi who stayed in the Wang family's mansion knew that Zhu Shun had a good relationship with Wang Chengen, the big celebrity next to the Son of Heaven, no matter how good it was, even if it was the son of the factory father, he would not help him pass on the news.

But when Zhu Shun said casually and invented a new type of mechanical machine tool, Dongchang Fanzi finally decided to break this precedent after a long time of careful consideration.

If it is done, he will be able to rise to the top in the East Factory, but if it doesn't work, it's a big deal to die.

Dongchang Fanzi immediately left the Wang family's mansion and went to the Forbidden City.

Qianqing Palace.

After the early dynasty, Chongzhen handled government affairs in the Qianqing Palace as usual, and Wang Chengen waited carefully beside him.

Chongzhen took the piece sent by the governor of Shanxi, and said expressionlessly: "Chengen, how much silver has been allocated to Shanxi in the past two years. ”

Wang Chengen's memory is amazing, and the resumes of officials above the fifth grade in the court can be said in a few treasures, and he is known as a six-eyed pen.

Wang Chengen recalled in his mind the recital about Shanxi's silver, and it only took three breaths to calculate it: "Emperor Qi, a total of 378,000 taels of silver." ”

Chongzhen put the chapter still on the imperial case, and said expressionlessly: "After taking so much silver from the imperial court, Shanxi is still full of displaced people, and there is no need to stay in Shanxi." ”

"Chengen, prepare a chapter, the governor of Shanxi will be dismissed from his post and investigated, and he will be sent to the prison of the Criminal Department to wait for the trial of the three divisions."

In the middle of a few words, one of the feudal officials fell in this way.

The current Ming Dynasty is corrupt from the inside out, there is no high-ranking official who is not corrupt, and the governor of a province is sent to the prison of the Criminal Department, which is indeed a bit hasty.

Wang Chengen is familiar with the governor's resume and understands the deep meaning of the emperor's decree, the governor of Shanxi is not a member of the Donglin Party, and he once built an ancestral hall for Wei Zhongxian during the Apocalypse, which is regarded as a remnant of the eunuch party.

In the past, it was necessary to keep the remnants of the eunuch party to suppress the Donglin party, but now the West French party has the hope of rising because of Zhu Shun, and the role of this remnant of the eunuch party is dispensable.

While he still has some effect, knock the Donglin Party and let them restrain a little.

Wang Chengen was about to draft a recital when a little eunuch came over and handed him a tip-off.

Wang Chengen glanced at it quickly, and his always serious face showed a smile: "Your Majesty, this kid Zhu Shun has come up with something new." ”

Chongzhen sat on the dragon chair, and after reading the wire newspaper in his hand, his expressionless face also showed a smile: "This kid is really capable." ”

"Let's go, call Jinyiwei, and I will go to Weifu for a private visit to Xinwang Gong Factory."

Chongzhen's diligence is among the best among all the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, and today is the second time since he ascended the throne that he has taken the initiative to leave the Forbidden City.

Both times because of the same person.

Chongzhen took Wang Chengen and others to Wang Gong's factory, Zhu Shun was building the second Iowa rifling machine in the craftsman's workshop, and felt that the sunlight behind him was blocked.

Zhu Shun hurriedly put down the fir wood in his hand: "Weichen Zhu Shun, meet the emperor." ”

Chongzhen didn't make a false help this time, and helped Zhu Shun up with his own hands: "Aiqing, tell me how to make a gun for 100,000 soldiers without spending a grain and a salary for the imperial court." ”

Zhu Shun saw that the Great Emperor was so solemn, and even used the words of the countryman, it seems that the Ming Dynasty is not ordinary poor.

There were three muskets in the corner of the craftsman's room, Zhu Shun picked up the three muskets and walked to the edge of the Yongding River, and took out an arquebus: "Your Majesty, there are three kinds of muskets in the hands of the ministers. ”

"This first type is the bird gun used before the Ming Dynasty, also known as the arquebus, and Weichen defines it as the first generation of muskets."

Zhu Shun held the arquebus and started a series of tedious shooting steps at the Yongding River, cleaning the medicine pot, loading the primer, loading the propellant, and hanging the lead...... By the time the arquebus fired, two minutes had passed.

Zhu Shun put down the arquebus, glanced back at the Jinyi Guard, who was like a great enemy, and said: "The use of the first generation of muskets is cumbersome and takes too long. ”

"Not to mention the Jurchen Tartars, even the Liukou can rush in front of the musket team in such a long time."

Zhu Shun picked up the flintlock pistol, and it only took two steps to shoot smoothly, in less than ten seconds: "This flintlock pistol, Weichen defined it as a second-generation musket." ”

"The power of the flintlock pistol, the emperor should have also seen it, and the biggest advantage is the extremely fast reloading."

Without waiting for Zhu Shun to finish speaking, Chongzhen, who has always liked to sit alone on the high platform and watch the situation in the temple, actually took the initiative to speak, or grabbed the words: "With this second-generation musket, it will completely change the inferior position of the Ming border army." ”

Zhu Shun saw Chongzhen, who was the king of a country, so out of shape, and knew that this matter had become a reality: "The emperor is right, with this kind of fast-firing flintlock pistol, the inferior position of the Ming border army will be completely reversed." ”

"The emperor looks at this rifled flintlock pistol again, and Weichen defines it as a second-generation semi-musket."

The power of the rifled flintlock pistol, Chongzhen had seen it as early as the first gamble, and the range and power were far greater than the previous two generations of muskets.

It's just that this naming is a little strange, Chongzhen, who has regained his composure, handed Wang Chengen a look.

Wang Chengen immediately asked: "Zhu Zhangchang, the first generation and the second generation are easy to understand, what does this second generation and a half mean?" ”

Zhu Shun picked up the rifled flintlock pistol and fired a shot according to the steps: "The power of the rifled flintlock pistol has also been seen by the emperor, the advantages are obvious, the disadvantages are also obvious, and the shooting speed is not as good as the second-generation musket." ”

"According to Weichen's idea, this third-generation musket, while maintaining the range and power of the rifled flintlock pistol, should also have the characteristics of rapid fire like the second-generation musket."

"It's only half done now, so Wechen calls it the second-generation half-musket."

Maintaining the range and power of the rifled flintlock pistol, the rate of fire is comparable to that of a flintlock pistol, and Chongzhen understands what it means even if he has never fought a war.

Chongzhen walked over, grabbed Zhu Shun's arm, and asked with fiery eyes: "When will Aiqing be able to make the third generation of muskets." ”