Leng Feng's words did not cause the three old gentlemen to be surprised, based on their impression of Leng Feng, most of him had a back hand, and Yu Huanzhi's question was just to strengthen his confidence.

"From today onwards, the Academy of Literature will save all expenses, and when the locust plague rises, all the people mourn. Although we can't support the refugees, we can save some money for the Gong Guogong. ”

Han Chongwen's words aroused the approval of the two old gentlemen.

Leng Feng smiled: "It's not necessary for the Academy of Literature to save expenses, Tianxialou made a lot of profits last year, but there is no shortage of money, the main thing is the problem of food."

If the locust plague occurred in Gyeonggi Province, then we can't draw wages from the bottom of the kettle, and we have to transfer grain in Jiangnan, Longyou, and Hebei. Last year, the year around Gyeonggi was not very good, and these places in Jiangnan were not very ripe. ”

Leng Feng's gaze looked to the northwest~

"Perhaps, Tang Jian has to make a trip."

Han Chongwen couldn't understand the meaning of Leng Feng's gaze, but he probably guessed that Leng Feng might not have much time to calm down and teach recently, so he said to Leng Feng: "You can prepare for the locust plague with peace of mind, the Academy of Literature has a few of us old immortals in charge, so you don't need to worry about it." ”

Leng Feng was waiting for this sentence, to be honest, he really didn't like teaching students, it was not only the students who were imprisoned by the Academy of Literature, but also the teachers.

There are probably only a few old gentlemen who can patiently teach and educate people in the academy.

Zhang Zhongqing was surprisingly patient today, Leng Feng didn't go home until the afternoon, and he was not in a hurry.

When Leng Feng returned home, he realized why this bastard was patient.

On the platform by the pond, Liu Shuwen is teaching Liu Shuhan to play the piano, Liu Shuya is teasing the fish by the railing, and Rou Ji is dancing.

And Zhang Zhongqing leaned on the side of the pavilion pillar, watching Rou Ji dance while drinking, and he could "see" his intoxicated expression through the mask.

Hell yes!

Leng Feng can be sure that this guy has a crush on Rou Ji!

Speaking of which, Rou Ji's appearance is not bad, and her figure is even better when she practices dancing all year round, but in the era of "starvation to death in the harem", she is definitely the one in the world.

Seeing that Leng Feng was back, Zhang Zhongqing shook the wine jug and shouted: "Lao Li!" No more alcohol! Bring some more! ”

It's very casual, just like your own home~

Leng Feng entered the pavilion, Zhang Zhongqing also entered the pavilion, and as soon as the two of them sat down, Lao Li gave a pot of wine and took a few cold dishes for the two of them to use for wine.

Zhang Zhongqing took the end of the chopsticks and aimed at Leng Feng: "Your artillery, the power is not to say, it is very suitable to be listed as a ground-level with the ground-level thunder, but the wife is too easy to blow up."

Iron casting technology, don't you have to talk about it? But even the cannon barrel that Tie Sheng took time and effort to get out couldn't withstand the pressure of what you said.

A few days ago, at the risk of all of us dying, we got an oversized cannon, and if that guy blew up, it is estimated that our newly reinforced tin house would be in danger, and that is the day I fell in fright.

And guess what? ”

Leng Feng imagined the scene for a moment, then shook his head.

"That power, tsk! It is the city wall of Luoyang City, and it is estimated that a big hole will have to be made, but unfortunately, it will release a shot, and there will be a crack on the barrel, and the next time it is used, it will definitely explode. ”

Zhang Zhongqing sighed regretfully and continued: "Thunder arrows and human-level thunderbolts are the easiest to make, and they are easier to say than the creation of horizontal knives. Although the ground-level thunder is laborious, the cost and power are the most unequal. This cannon can't be a one-off thing, it's just a blow up during research. If you don't wait to kill the enemy on the battlefield and blow yourself up, the casualties will be ignored for the time being, the main thing is to be ashamed! Or throw it to the enemy! ”

Indeed, if the artillery explodes without sending out shells, the power is only one grade lower than that of the ground-level thunder, and if the battle situation is tense, this explosion will definitely blow up the people on their side without confidence.

Leng Feng poured all the wine into the pond, took the spout of the pot and said to Zhang Zhongqing: "What you need for this thing is the casting technology and the hardness of the barrel. Moreover, after the barrel is formed, the pipe body cannot be unevenly thick, there can be no gaps, and there can be no cavities. ”

Speaking of this, Leng Feng smiled: "Do you still think that Tiesheng's casting technique is enough?" ”

Zhang Zhongqing shook his head decisively.

With so many requirements, it is not possible to meet ten or twenty castings. Casting is different from casting, casting only needs to be smashed, but casting needs to be modeled, pouring molten iron, success or failure is luck.

Zhang Zhongqing is sure that before a cannon barrel, there are always so many "returns", if it is the same as Leng Feng's requirements, then none of them will be achieved.

Sighing again, Zhang Zhongqing found that since he learned the gunpowder formula, the number of sighs had increased in the ascending style.

Leng Feng only knows the "C", that is, the carbon content determines the hardness of the steel, but the percentage number is forgotten, only remembering that forging can reduce carbon, and other things are forgotten.

These things are useless things in the future, and those who buy stainless steel basins will not study why this basin does not rust, and those who play mobile phones will not study what the process of interacting with the signal tower is, which is the truth.

Zhang Zhongqing just sighed, and then beckoned to his subordinates.

Four of his men carried a chest into the pavilion, and when it was opened, it revealed the gold and jade beads inside.

Leng Feng looked at Zhang Zhongqing suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

Zhang Zhongqing suddenly took off his mask, revealing his terrifying face.

This action scared Leng Feng even more, not because of his face, but because Zhang Zhongqing took off his mask for the first time, and put the mask on the stone table, it seemed that he didn't want to put it on for a short time. You must know that the difference in the face has always been the biggest scar in Zhang Zhongqing's heart, and this guy will not tear off the mask even if he sleeps.

If something goes wrong, it's a demon!

This guy's next words are absolutely earth-shattering!

Sure enough, Zhang Zhongqing spoke:

"I won't twist and pinch anymore, I want to marry Rou Ji, and Rou Ji also wants to marry me, you can do it."

"Huh?"

Leng Feng didn't expect Zhang Zhongqing to say such things, he wanted to marry Rou Ji? Rou Ji also wants to marry him?

Can anyone tell me what happened when I was not in Chang'an?

Zhang Zhongqing pointed to his face: "Rou Ji is the first woman who is not afraid of this face, I don't want to miss her, I know that she was sent by the queen to be your maid, although the name has not been determined, but it is also the same thing." ”

"I, Zhang Zhongqing, today is considered to be a wife, what do you want to say, what to do, feel free."

"Tut~"

Leng Feng stood up and circled around Zhang Zhongqing, who was sitting and looked like he was in love.

"I think I'll have to make it clear to you."

There was no chapter number on the starting point side before, and to be honest, it was my big black cauldron, big and round.

Yesterday, I asked the boss for permission, and I was busy adding the serial number~ so everyone can eat it with confidence.

(End of chapter)