In the following days, it seems that it is not only Zhao Tingzhi's family who will not forget the end of the Qiu Yan fraud case ahead of schedule. There are also princes and their party who are also very dissatisfied with the practice of closing the case early, and have repeatedly petitioned Song Huizong Zhao Ji to request that the case be remanded for retrial.

It's a pity that Song Huizong directly came to the recital of all the petitions, and he didn't send it. And hidden in the harem, no one is seen. There is a posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and in the end, it can only make the prince's party and the Zhao party helpless.

There are emperors and scoundrels here, and there are other party officials who check and balance, and they do everything with half the effort. There are officials under the law who disobey the law, it is really illegal!

For a while, it seemed that the rare tranquility above the temple had become peaceful. No one can provoke trouble for the time being!

But those who are smarter feel a breath that comes before the storm. The present calm is just the last eerie silence!

However, Zhu Zilong, who has been in remote command, also ushered in another major event of his own.

In the secret workshop back to the mountain, the head craftsman Li Gangshan asked for instructions to report to see Zhu Zilong, and after getting approval, he came over with the sample and rushed over. It turned out that he really did not break his promise and created a brand-new three-eyed flint pistol made by the Great Song Dynasty for Zhu Zilong. Of course, the material used for the steel pipe is Zhu Zilong, which is exchanged from the main god system, a modern seamless steel pipe!

Zhu Zilong was very happy, personally led people to the field, and waved that they could conduct a fire test.

A craftsman stepped forward to test the gun, holding a three-eyed steel bird gun in a parallel shape, and opened the powder magazine. Then, he took out a paper bag from his pocket, bit the paper bag with his mouth, and poured the special black powder provided by Zhu Zilong into it, and closed the door of the gunpowder warehouse.

Immediately after that, he poured the iron beads in the paper bag from the barrel, and then took out the whole strip from the barrel and poked it in the barrel a few times.

Then, he pulled the hammer on the butt, aimed at the plank in front of him, and waited a few seconds before pulling the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three gunshots, almost simultaneously.

A puff of white smoke rushed into the sky, slowly rising above the gunman, making people smell a pungent smell of gunpowder more than ten meters away. When the smoke cleared, everyone looked at the plank about seventy or eighty meters away. I saw that the wooden planks had been densely beaten by more than a dozen iron beads, all of which were full of holes, and they were all bright at the moment.

Dozens of iron balls hit more than a dozen shots, and the hit rate was only 50% less. Moreover, the striking surface is much larger than before, and it can hit several people at the same time, and the efficiency is doubled.

"Lord Wang, what do you think of the power and crosshairs of these three-eyed steel protruding firebirds? Is it successful? Li Gangshan asked softly with a dual tone of some apprehension and nervousness.

Zhu Zilong, who was frowning, did not immediately give an evaluation, but said again: "Can it only be to this extent?" Would you like to have someone push the plank back a dozen steps and try again? I want more detailed data, not guesswork. ”

Li Gangshan immediately led people up to arrange it, and finally pushed the plank to a position of 100 meters.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The picture was repeated again, and there were three more gunshots that rang out almost at the same time, and everyone looked at the results again, and couldn't help but have brighter eyes, haha, hit again, and the accuracy was still good, and it seemed that the power had not decreased much.

"Push back a dozen steps and try it!" This time, Zhu Zilong finally had a smile on his face, but he ordered to try again.

With the first two successful experiments, everyone will be much more confident and faster when they follow their words.

Soon, a new plank was put on and pushed to a position of about 150 meters.

"Hey, I'm going to shoot this time. This king personally went out to try it! Zhu Zilong suddenly said eagerly.

The gunner had to give the gun to Zhu Zilong, and then he followed his movements and began to aim. I have to say that Zhu Zilong has been masturbating for more than 20 years as a level 40 (professional single dog. ), Shooting Hit Rate: Level 50 Master, (Trained by Flying X Machine.) The hit rate is very accurate.

As the three-eyed steel burst firebird gun in his hand sounded, the hit rate was over 95%!

As a result, everyone was almost stupefied, and everyone was shocked for a while.

In the face of everyone's extremely shocked eyes, Zhu Zilong maintained a calm look to maintain the necessary sense of mystery and did not make any response.

And, with another topic, it subtly diverted everyone's existing topics and attention.

"Liu Gangshan, the firearms you made have been accepted by this king. The first part is barely complete! But there are still some small problems, small details to be modified, a while this king will give you a few points, and then give you some time to improve, if you pass the acceptance again. Not only will there be a lot of rewards, but I will also give you an official to do! Zhu Zilong said with a smile.

"Lord Wang, what did you say? As long as you complete the task, you will promote my father to become an official? After listening to Zhu Zilong's words, Liu Gangshan's son, who is also a craftsman, trembled a little, and his trembling body couldn't help but move, looking very excited.

In the Great Song Dynasty, although craftsmen were not lowly statuses, they were not a noble profession. From the perspective of the entire feudal society, craftsmen, as the third-ranked handicraft producers, had a low status in China's long-term environment of heavy agriculture and suppression of commerce, and were both exploited and had no freedom.

A craftsman at the bottom of society, no matter how good his skills are, it is impossible for him to become an official. It is impossible even for technical officials, because those officials are also promoted by the imperial examination. Similar to the civil administration of military generals, the Ministry of Industry is also civilian and official craftsmen.

Except for rewarding a small amount of money, there is no need to think much about the rest.

Being an official is only possible for those who have connections with rich people, as well as scholars. And the people at the bottom worked hard to fight for the martial arts, but they were very cupy.

And more ordinary people want to mix up martial arts, which is also an impossible task for generations.

And Zhu Zilong is eclectic, looking down on craftsmen, giving them the possibility of becoming officials, just like smashing down the welfare lottery jackpot. Although not every craftsman is likely to become an official, it can be regarded as a love house and a black house, and everyone feels the same way.

"Grass people, thank you to the prince, you will definitely live up to the prince's trust. If you can't complete the task, you are willing to come and see you! Liu Gangshan hurriedly knelt down, although he is usually addicted to artisan skills, but the attribute of official obsession is the nature of Chinese, and he is no exception.

Seeing this, Zhu Zilong simply gave grace again, saying that if others performed well, they could also be rewarded. And the second, can also be a official!

In ancient times, most of the modern people thought that their relationship was the same thing. At most, the difference in the size of the official position is a complete difference, however, in fact, it is completely different things!

An official is an official, and an official is an official.

The official is a superior person, and it is the people who serve him; And the officials are inferior people, who serve the officials! Well, there is no one who is at the service of the people!

In the hierarchical social structure of ancient times, officials were unmistakably inferior to officials.

It's just that for the grassroots people in ancient times, because it was impossible to see officials most of the time, and what they saw were front-line officials, so they were also honored as one of the officials.

Therefore, in the eyes of the common people, if you can't be an official, you can be an official. It's also superior!

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