Seeing that Lazhen in the south of the Yangtze River had revolted, the Song court already knew that the troubled times were coming. It is a troubled time, or it may be his opportunity, and whether he can grasp the opportunity depends on whether Chen Dabeard's arquebus can be successfully developed.

Chen Dabeard's full name is Chen Gui, the magistrate of Yongtai County, Yangzhou Prefecture, just because he often has a dirty head and a large beard, so Song Ting kindly gave him a nickname - "Chen Dabeard".

When he went back to Yangzhou to find him this time, Song Ting had already thought that if he hadn't developed an arquebus, then he might have to contribute money and efforts and personally accompany him to develop it day and night.

Because, the arquebus is too important. The structure of the arquebus is that there is a metal hook on the gun, one end of the hook is fixed on the gun, and can rotate around the axis, and the other end holds a burning arquebus, when the soldier fires, the metal hook is pushed into the fire door by hand, so that the fire rope ignites the black powder, and then the projectile contained in the gun chamber is fired. When using an arquebus, the soldier presses a metal hook behind the fire door and can hold the gun in one or both hands, keeping his eyes on the target.

Chen Dabeard's picture of a musket that looks like a bird gun is the initial model of the arquebus, and under his guidance, the drawings have been revised to make the shape closer to a modern rifle.

Although the arquebus takes an average of 1.5 minutes to shoot a bullet, the firing distance can reach 200-300 meters, and the limit that the most powerful crossbow of this era can reach is only "100 steps through Yang", that is, about 100 meters. The firing distance of the arquebus is 2-3 times longer than that of the crossbow, which means an advantage on the battlefield.

If the troubled times really come, he has thousands of arquebuses in his hand, whether it is against the horse army or the infantry army, I am afraid he will have a big advantage, right? It's exciting to think about~

Now that Fang La roared, hundreds of thousands of peasants followed the uprising, which shows that under the rule of Zhao Jinji, this dynasty is already in danger, so whether it is for his own life, to protect his family, or to show his strength in the troubled times in the future, the research and development of this arquebus is imminent.

After mentally raising the height of the arquebus to the equivalent status of the atomic bomb during World War II, Song Ting made up his mind that no matter what, he would have to go back to Yangzhou tomorrow. The reason why I brought Lu Junyi and Yan Qing was mainly for safety reasons, Lu Junyi was strong in martial arts, Yan Qing acted smartly, and his martial arts had not yet reached home, so it was safer to bring these two people.

Departure tomorrow. And tonight, it is indispensable to hug and say goodbye to the princess's wife.

At this time, the princess's wife was standing by the bed to remove her makeup and undress, her makeup had been removed, her headdress had been taken off, and only a mandarin duck red belly pocket and a silk cropped short skirt were left, and her perfect figure was vividly revealed, and her soft black hair waterfell straight over Ying Yingyu's back and reached her waist and hips.

Under the shadow of the lamp, she leaned sideways and took off the pearl earrings, a pair of white hands looked slender as jade under the light, and the posture of picking up the pearl earrings with both hands was also extremely soft, and her beautiful eyes secretly looked at him who was already lying on the bed, with a happy and disgusted expression on her face, which made people can't help but want to kiss Fangze.

Looking from the side, you can vaguely see the crisp breasts that the red belly pocket can't cover at all, half-covered and half-exposed, a dazzling white from her neck collarbone to her chest, those two round things, like two little white rabbits jumping up and down and can't wait to get out of the nest, people can't help but want to reach out to comfort them.

"Lady." Song Ting swallowed his saliva, feeling that his throat was agitating, his voice was a little hoarse, and when she looked at her beautiful eyes, he smiled: "You are really beautiful, no matter how you look at it, you can't see enough......"

Zhao Yuanzhen glanced at him with beautiful eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, then put the pearl earrings he had taken off, and got into the quilt with a bone, a pair of soft arms couldn't wait to wrap his neck, pinched his nose again, kissed him on the forehead, and said with a smile: "Xianggong, do you really think so?"

The two snuggled up to each other and lay in the quilt, Song Ting hugged her waist, tilted his head sideways to look at the extremely beautiful face close at hand, nodded vigorously, and said, "Lady, you say...... Maybe one day in the future, the state will stipulate that every man can only marry one wife, do you think this is possible? ”

Zhao Yuanzhen put her face close to his chest, frowned and said, "The concubine found that Xianggong always had some strange thoughts in his head, a man can only marry one woman?" It's impossible. Look at it, which rich and powerful man is not three wives and four concubines? Uh-huh? And also...... Father, he has more than forty concubines......"

Feeling the slightest breath from her mouth, and smelling the body fragrance emitted by her, Song Ting was a little hot, and his hands began to be dishonest, and while being dishonest, he said, "Do you also want men to have three wives and four concubines?"

With an irrepressible gasp, Zhao Yuanzhen grabbed his hand and put it on the upper part of his body, and finally his breath was not so heavy, he smiled and said, "Xianggong, don't you want to have three wives and four concubines?"

Song Ting put his face close to her face, and said with a serious face: "Zhen'er, I only want you as a husband, the two of us will be husband and wife in this life, and we will be husband and wife in the next life, okay?"

Silent, for a long time, a slight sobbing sound came from the quilt, Song Ting opened the corner of the silk quilt, and found that she actually hid her face and cried, seeing him look over, she smiled with red eyes, a pair of soft wattles pulled his head, and there were still tears in his eyes: "Xianggong, why didn't you show up earlier?" If a concubine can meet her husband in this life, she will live twenty years less......"

"Shh A pair of hands tightly covered her small mouth, "What kind of stupid words, both of us will live peacefully to the age of 100, and then we will not be able to walk, and I will be dizzy with old eyes, 'Ho, old woman, where are you?' '......," he said in a rough voice, pretending to be an old man.

"Hee-hee, 'Old man, I'm here......,'" she also pretended to be an old woman's voice and stuck out her tongue.

After speaking, the two laughed and hugged each other tightly, looking at each other with infinite infatuation...... Suddenly the quilt was lifted, blocking the light, accompanied by a long breath, and the action of rolling in the quilt, sometimes overlapping, sometimes separated, about half an hour later, the quilt was lifted again, Zhao Yuanzhen's long hair was scattered all over the head, forehead, cheeks were stuck with hair, lips, cheeks, neck, collarbones, shoulder blades...... There was his saliva everywhere, her chest was heaving, she was panting, and her beautiful eyes were sideways to him who had just emerged: "The slave family is going to die...... Would you like to take a break? ”

Song Ting showed his head, hooked his index finger, scratched her Qiong's nose, and couldn't help but tease: "Obviously you are more active, okay?"

"Xianggong, don't say it, come ...... again" The quilt was lifted, and the heads and bodies of the two were covered.

From time to time, there was a muffled sound coming from the bed.

“… Little Badass ......"

"You're the little villain......"

“… I'm going to die, let the slave rest for a while......"

“……”

It wasn't until the third watch that the two finally lay down weakly, hugged each other and said some parting words.

"Zhen'er, tomorrow I'm leaving, the affairs of the family will be handed over to you, the matter of paying tribute to the palace, I have instructed the retainers, you don't have to worry about it, and the matter of buying vegetables, I have already ordered two subordinates......"

"Xianggong, I know all these things. Take care of your body, and bring more clothes, it's cold...... Xianggong, when I worshiped the moon in Xiaoxiangguo Temple that day, do you know what wish I made? ”

"What do you wish?"

"The wish is ...... Xianggong, I want to give you a son......"

"My daughter can too. It doesn't have to be a son. ”

"Daughter? …… I'm a little worried, it's been half a year, and I haven't moved in my stomach...... Do you think it will ......? She choked.

"Don't worry, when I get back, maybe there will be good news." In the bed, his hand held her hand.

"Well, Xianggong, Zhen'er loves you."

"Well, let's sleep."

At night, there was silence, the earth seemed to be sleeping, the lanterns of the Horse Mansion were quietly scented in the night breeze, rippling with a warm red light, except for the sound of the husband beating the bangzi outside, the whole Horse Mansion was as quiet as a pool of water.

(End of chapter)