"Hee-hee, goodbye brother-in-law......"

"Well, goodbye sister-in-law......"

Under Lu Jianqiu's joyful escort, Zhang Tianbao walked out of the yamen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because Uncle Wang didn't know, he didn't send someone to pick him up, looking at the sky, it was almost the end of the hour, and he estimated that the school palace was far away, and if he walked back, maybe he would be out of school as soon as he arrived.

So Zhang Tianbao simply walked directly towards the Hou Mansion, and had to have lunch anyway.

At this time, the Jinling Street at the entrance of the Yamen was full of traffic, and the various shops on both sides of the road were also full of people.

But Zhang Tianbao is not interested in this, shopping, that is what girls like to do.

A person walked silently with his head bowed, thinking about what Lu Jianqiu had just said.

"Black powder?"

For this kind of thing, Zhang Tianbao is naturally familiar, this is one of the four greatest inventions of ancient China, when he was a mercenary, he had no less contact, and even in Syria, he was called the king of artillery in the mercenary world.

Gun King...... Ahem......

It sounds like a burning face, a little ashamed......

But Zhang Tianbao really knows how to use black powder to make grenades.

In a retaliation of the enemy, he and his men were besieged in their villa, for seven days and seven nights, almost running out of ammunition and food, because he found some black powder, made more than ten grenades from idle parts, and broke out of the siege in one bite and escaped death.

"Ding...... Bite...... Bite...... Ding......"

Turning his head, he looked at the blacksmith shop on the side of the road, which was full of broadswords, long swords, axes, and hoes, and then thought of the group of brocade-clothed masked men who attacked them twice, and the best weapon on their bodies was the cold weapon of the repeater.

"If I get some black powder and make a few grenades, then here, I'm not invincible?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianbao was stunned.

Of course, to really make a grenade, in addition to black powder, you need a lot of accessories, which are definitely not available here.

But he knows all these accessories, as long as he goes back and draws everything he needs, let others do it, and then assemble it himself.

"!" If it is really successful and can be mass-produced, then what is Li Changlong, he is the real arms dealer of this Yinglong Dynasty!

"Hahahaha...... "Then the money will not flow into his pocket like water, and the remnants of the Lingbao Sutra at the Yanjing auction will not be captured three years later?"

It's beautiful to think about!

Unconsciously, Zhang Tianbao sped up his footwork to go back.

"Tempo-san!" But at this moment, an excited voice suddenly stopped him.

"Who?" Zhang Tianbao turned his head and looked, it wasn't Shen Zhaowei.

"Tempo-san!" Shen Zhaowei hurriedly trotted in front of Zhang Tianbao and said with a smile. "Why didn't you go to school?"

"Me?" Zhang Tianbao can't say that he was arrested and taken to the yamen because he beat Classmate Yuan, so much shame in front of Shen Damei. "My head hurts, yes, it hurts, so I took a leave of absence and came out to have a look!"

"Are you okay now?" When Shen Zhaowei heard this, she was very worried and hurriedly asked.

"Good...... All right! "Zhang Tianbao said." The doctor said that it was okay, but he studied too seriously and studied too much, which led to a lot of stress, and it would be good to rest for a few days! ”

"Yes......" Hearing this, Shen Zhaowei's face was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Shen, what's wrong?" Seeing her like this, Zhang Tianbao was curious.

"Tomorrow night is the poetry club activity......" Shen Zhaowei said. But Tianbao, you can't use your brain now, so you shouldn't be able to participate! ”

"Bah...... "What's going on, Zhang Tianbao really has a bit of a headache, tonight I want to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, and tomorrow night I want to win glory for Shen Zhaowei, the itinerary is full, is he really a superman, why do you need your own help everywhere!

However, I promised Shen Zhaowei and accepted the gift, as a man, if I lose my trust in a woman, doesn't that mean I lose my trust in the world?

"Mr. Shen, don't worry." Zhang Tianbao hurriedly said. "I'll rest for one night, tomorrow will be fine, and I will definitely be able to accompany you to the poetry club activities."

"Really!" Shen Zhaowei was very excited. "That classmate Zhang, I'll be waiting for you at the gate of the school palace after school tomorrow afternoon!"

"No problem!" Zhang Tianbao said with a smile.

"Well, then I'll go first, goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Watching Shen Zhaowei go, Zhang Tianbao hurriedly walked towards the Hou Mansion again.

"I'd better get down to business first!"

......

"Young Master Tianbao, why are you back!"

Seeing Zhang Tianbao enter the house, Uncle Wang looked at the time with a blank face, isn't it time for school to get out yet.

"You want to care?" Zhang Tianbao frowned, obviously still worried about the morning's events, glanced at him, and walked straight towards the Chongjiu Courtyard.

"......" Uncle Wang still dared to say something, so he had to look at his back with embarrassed eyes.

"Qing'er!" As soon as he entered the Ninth Courtyard, Zhang Tianbao said loudly.

"Childe, it's so early today!" Hearing the call, Qing'er hurriedly left the house happily.

"Well, I've got something!" Without waiting for Qing'er to help him untie his clothes, Zhang Tianbao said. "Go and help me prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

"Good!" Qing'er was overjoyed, thinking that Zhang Tianbao must have been inspired and wanted to compose poetry.

You know, when Qing'er chose Zhang Tianbao, wasn't it because of the beauty of his poems, which made people feel amazing?

"The slave family is going now!" With that, Qing'er went back to the house to prepare.

After entering the house, Zhang Tianbao stood directly in front of the desk, looked at Qing'er who was grinding ink, frowned, and carefully recalled the structure of the grenade.

"But even though I'm familiar with every part, the size is ......"

For a while, Zhang Tianbao realized that this was a difficult matter.

took out a cigarette and lit it, Zhang Tianbao smacked it violently.

"Childe, the ink is ready!" Qing'er smiled.

"Hmm!" Holding a cigarette in one hand and a pen in the other, it was stained with ink. "I can't help it, I can only estimate ...... coming"

As he spoke, Zhang Tianbao drew on the paper.

"Isn't Childe writing poetry today, but painting?" When I looked at the things that jumped on the paper, it was obviously not a word, a lump in the east, a lump in the west, and I didn't know what it was. "Childe's poems are unique, and the painting must be different, so you should know what it is after you finish painting!"

That's what Qing'er thought.

", how do you draw the copper wire spring, and this fuse screw, damn, why can't labor and management draw it......"

Zhang Tianbao's heart was a mess, the cigarette was one puff after another, it was difficult for him to paint, this was also painted with a brush, the rice paper and the ink absorption, the large parts can be perfunctory, but the fine parts are not at all able to start.

", redraw!"

"Oh!"

Qing'er hurriedly picked up the head paper and put it aside, but Zhang Tianbao just made two strokes.

"it, it's pasty again, redraw!"

"Oh!"

Qing'er hurriedly picked up the head paper and put it aside.

"I'm hasty, I still can't do it, repaint!"

"Oh!"

And so it was, until Uncle Wang shouted outside the house.

"Young Master Tianbao, it's time to eat!"

"Damn, I know!" Looking at the waste paper next to the table, it is already a foot high. "Looks like I really don't have the talent!"

Zhang Tianbao suddenly had a sense of frustration that he couldn't do anything.

"I can only find someone else to draw......"