Han Youniang snuggled comfortably in Yang Ling's arms, her cheeks still hot.

Yang Ling gently stroked her smooth buttocks, and said thoughtfully: "Young lady? ”

"Huh?" Han Youniang replied softly and looked up at him inquiringly. Yang Ling patted his buttocks twice under the quilt and said, "I just remembered, you said that Wen Xin told you that you can have sex within three months, why do you usually talk about everything?" ”

Han Youniang arched into his arms again with a smile, and said in a nickname like a kitten: "Sister Wenxin is afraid that people will lose the favor of their husbands."

Yang Ling pretended to be angry: "Nonsense, is Xianggong that kind of person?" He glared at the young lady and flicked it on her nose, and Han Youniang sighed and wrinkled her nose.

Yang Ling pillowed one arm, raised his head and said: "Although she is a doctor, after all, she is a girl who has not been out of the cabinet, and such a topic will not be mentioned with Wen Xin in the future, although you are a greasy friend, I'm afraid it is not very convenient."

"That's right", Han Youniang turned over and pressed on Yang Ling, lying on his chest with a pair of big round eyes and said: "Xianggong, Sister Wenxin will be twenty years old after the New Year, before I went to the court, I had already said that I was willing to accept her when I bowed to my sister, doesn't Xianggong like Sister Wenxin?" ”

Yang Ling patted her on the buttocks and said, "Go down, don't press your stomach."

Han Youniang laughed, stuck out her tongue, and obediently climbed down from him.

Yang Ling hugged her gently and said softly: "Young lady, in your heart, you naturally think that your father-in-law is the best man in the world, and a woman who marries him is happy." But it's not that there are no more good men in the world, it's just that you don't have a chance to meet them.

Wenxin can't compare to Xue'er and Yu'er, she was out of repaying her kindness and not having a choice, so she would like your father-in-law, but now that she has regained her freedom and has an official position, she can't find a good partner, is marrying into Yang's Mansion as a concubine her best choice?

Give her a chance, think about it from a new perspective and a new identity, and don't think of her as the Yang family wishfully, so that she takes it for granted that she has to follow me. To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the fact that she had become my slave by mistake, she might have stayed away from me when we met now."

Han Youniang gave him a big roll of her eyes, and said coquettishly: "Xianggong always has so many reasons, are you willing to share you with multiple sisters as a young lady?" But what my father said is right, you are now a very big official, if you don't take a concubine, I will let you talk behind your back.

Besides, the Yang family's Xianggong is the thinnest in this room, and the Xianggong is a single lineage, so that the Yang family's house is prosperous, it is not only your responsibility, but also my responsibility. ”

She sighed softly and said, "Maybe what you said is that if you change the time, you can't be together at all, but she is in trouble and saved for you, isn't it fate?"

I heard that Empress Zhang was good at exclusive favors and did not allow the emperor to favor other women, but many ministers accused her of being pampered and arrogant, and did not think about the temple society. Now the former emperor is only in the current emperor's lineage, and some people say."

She hesitated for a moment, saw that Yang Ling's face was calm, and then said: "Some people say that the current emperor is the son adopted by the queen mother because the hundred officials accused her of not being able to give birth to the prince, which is not right." The high-ranking queen and the prince can cause others to talk about these housework, and the young lady doesn't want to be called a jealous woman."

Yang Ling knew that there had been a big fuss in the court about this matter when the first emperor was in power a few years ago, so he just laughed, but he then thought that now that Zhengde has become the emperor, when will this kind of rumor spread among the people? Dare to slander the current emperor?

Although the rumors are unfounded, since I came to this era, I have also found that the government does not care too much about the rumors spread by the people, but if it is instructed by someone with a heart, the purpose is not simple.

Yang Ling vaguely remembered King Ning's rebellion, as if he was using this crime, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Young lady, who did you listen to?" ”

Seeing his cautious face, Han Youniang couldn't help but panic a little, she ate and said: "The young lady heard about it when the Yan family's lady came to chat, and I heard that many scholars from the Hanlin Academy have said this in private, and now it is very evil in Beijing."

Yang Ling thought about it, Wu Jie had not reported this news to him, and the rumors that Emperor Zhengde was not the blood of the first emperor had been around for a long time, and presumably the factory guards didn't care much about this rumor.

But he knew that the inheritance of the unification was the most justifiable, King Ning sent a large number of fireworks palace lamps for fun when the new emperor succeeded to the throne, and sent two beauties into the palace yesterday. Could it be that he is already preparing to turn back? Is he the one who created this momentum?

Yang Ling patted his forehead and thought secretly: "It seems that I have to tell Wu Jie to pay attention to verifying the source of these anecdotes, and it is easy for the people to spread it, but if you want to spread this matter in the Hanlin Academy, then it is not done by Shengdou Xiaomin, who is spreading the news?" ”

Seeing Yang Ling's solemn expression, Han Youniang couldn't help asking, "Xianggong, is there anything wrong?" ”

Yang Ling didn't want her to worry, shook his head with a smile and said: "Oh, it's nothing, I remembered that I came back from the palace today, and saw that many refugees had fled to the capital in Biansai, they lacked food and clothing, although there was a household relief, I am afraid that it would be difficult to endure the harsh winter, I want to take people to set up a shed to give porridge, do you still have rice and clothes at home?" ”

"Yikes!" Han Youniang was so shocked that she stood up and said, "Is the Tartar scourge so powerful this year?" The young lady will go to the treasury for a while, prepare some food and clothing, and I will accompany you to the soup kitchen outside the city, the husband still has business to be busy, and he can't be distracted too much."

Yang Ling hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her, and said: "Lie down, don't catch a cold, I'll let the executive's family be responsible at that time, Miss Cheng is good at scheduling, Wenxin knows how to do medicine, let them go to see it from time to time, you don't need to go to the soup kitchen."

He hugged the young lady, took a light bite on her crisp breasts, and whispered in a coquettish moan: "You, you are only responsible for recuperating the prime minister, and you can give birth to a baby son with a tiger head and a tiger brain in the future, but you can't be too tired."

Early the next morning, Yang Ling rushed to the mountain first to learn about the contact with Duoyan Sanwei and the progress of the battle ahead.

The nomads saw the farming people as the natural granary and the object of plunder, and even when the two sides maintained a good relationship, sometimes trading and sometimes plundering were commonplace. When Huadang's life was unsustainable, they often went to the border to loot, but they did not dare to offend the Ming Dynasty too much, first, they were careful not to kill civilians, and second, they would never act at the same time as the Tatars.

Therefore, this time the Tatars attacked the border fortress, and Duoyan Sanwei immediately restrained his subordinates to close their doors and keep a strict distance from the little prince, so as not to mistakenly think that they were also involved in the Tatar operation.

However, this time, it would take a lot of trouble for the people sent by Yang Ling to get in touch with Duoyan Sanwei, and so far there has been no news that the two sides have been in contact.

Miao Kui and Zhu Hui, the prince of the country, and Shi Lin, the imperial envoy, have arrived in Datong, plus the original garrison has more than 40,000 people, 90,000 horses against 70,000, and now they have fought fiercely with the Tatars for three days, recaptured two cities, and the news came back when the army was fighting hard with the Tartars in Huamachi.

The Ming army wanted to divide part of the forces to defend the city, but the Tartars did not have this scruples, so now the enemy and us are equal in strength, and they are holding each other, and there is no defeat yet.

Yang Ling was a little relieved when he heard this, and instructed Wu Jie to send another person to investigate the source of the rumors about the blood of Emperor Zhengde, and report it as soon as there was news, and then rush to inspect the development of the musket of the fire man Yasan and others.

Yang Ling's principle of adding rifling to the barrel and using the bullet's rotation to generate centrifugal force to accelerate the range of the gun can be understood by the firefighter Yasanyi, but it will be troublesome to really implement.

First of all, the quality of the barrel is not good, and then the extremely expensive stainless steel was used, and the experiment scrapped hundreds of stainless steel barrels, only to roughly find out some clues, but the process at that time was too troublesome, and such a gun was more expensive than the steel-clad knife.

Another group of craftsmen, on the other hand, made great progress in developing a bullet that fired both a gun and a bullet, with a clever modified launcher and a backload.

Because the iron warhead and projectile body mentioned by Yang Ling do not have a corresponding stamping machine tool, it is very difficult to make them by hand, so the craftsmen use paper shells to bear the gunpowder carrier, use the flint and sulfur mixture as a "cannon", pull the trigger, hit the fire hammer and fall, hit the cannon, ignite the gunpowder in the bullet, and the bullet is fired.

At the same time, the warhead no longer uses a ball-shaped projectile, but adopts a conical shape, and a three-sided groove is added to imitate a bow and arrow, which increases the range by nearly ten zhang and the lethality by more than three percent. Moreover, the rate of fire is several times faster than that of ordinary flintlock pistols, which is comparable to the rate of fire of bows and arrows.

Its disadvantage is that the range is closer than that of the bow and arrow, but although the accuracy is poor, it is stronger than the projectile arrow, and the most important thing is that Yang Ling instructed them to continuously test the gunpowder ratio, and have tried to produce better gunpowder, saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal powder are configured according to the ratio of about 7.5:1.5:1, and its explosion effect is the best.

This result is a large explosion momentum, produces less gunsmoke and dirt, about sixty to eighty rounds of bullets in a row do not have to wipe the barrel, and no matter how good an archer is, he cannot shoot twenty sharp arrows in a row, so as long as the two armies are close, with the protection and cooperation of other arms, the three rows of musket team will be an irresistible nightmare.

It's just that the problem of breath-holding of this rear-loading musket has not been solved, and the stability is poor, and sometimes it emits a deflated smell. Yang Ling immediately made a decision, and immediately ran to study the rifling, the blue eyes that had been studied had turned into red eyes, and the hair stood upright, completely forgetting that God was the old man, Yasan, also pulled into the development team of paper shell gun bullets and rear loading guns, and told him to make every effort to develop paper shell bullets first, as for rifled guns, they must be studied, but they are not in a hurry.

In Yang Ling's mind, before his steel, machine tools, precision instruments and other supporting jobs have reached the corresponding scientific and technological productivity, it is impractical to forcibly develop more advanced firearms, and he is not a universal engineer, since it can't be solved, he will put it aside for the time being. This technology can still be studied, and it is believed that it will also promote the development of other types of work, but it should not be used as the main research direction.

When Yang Ling was a child, he saw a little friend who lived in the army compound with a sharp military stab with a blood groove to show off, Yang Ling had a lot of eyes, took a set of "Fengshen List" villain book, and flickered, and got the little fat man's military thorn in his hand, but unfortunately he only played for two days, and was asked to go back by the little fat man's father, the fat battalion commander.

Now seeing the preliminarily formed musket, Yang Ling remembered the beautiful shape of the military spur that could be bloodied and killed, and once proposed to add a bayonet to it, but after all, the musket is clumsier than the long spear shaft and the sabre, and in the modern world, both sides are holding muskets in the case of a few simple picking, plucking, and stabbing actions can kill, and in front of the opponent who is dominated by cold weapons at that time, the musket and military stabbing are pure nonsense.

Yang Yiqing just did a few simple slashing demonstrations with a knife, and Yang Ling dispelled his thoughts, and decided that each musketeer should be equipped with a waist knife, and at the same time, he would be equipped with cavalry and various arms of the protector army to fight together.

Yang Ling walked out of the heavily guarded research and development courtyard, stood in the warm sunshine, looked at the village under the mountain, and felt a little regretful in his heart, but it was a pity that the firefighter Yasan did not understand artillery, in addition to knowing the structure of cannonballs and modern bullets, he knew nothing about the principle of artillery, otherwise now there is more powerful gunpowder, if he creates a more lethal artillery, he will be invincible on the battlefield.

He took a breath and thought to himself: "I heard that Yasan the Fire Man said that their country has developed a breech-loading artillery, and if they can get a research study and be inspired, they will definitely be able to make more powerful firearms with the skillful hands of these craftsmen, but unfortunately the road is far away, and now I have not heard of a Franco cannon ship coming to Middle-earth to disturb it."

"Artillery", Yang Ling suddenly thought of the small steel cannon with three brackets used by himself in the anti-Japanese film, and thought of grenades, these should be weapons that are easy to manufacture and carry, but they are much more powerful than ordinary muskets.

He had seen equipment similar to modern grenades at the Chicken Song, but it was too large to be thrown from the top down, and the explosive power of gunpowder was insufficient to use an iron casing.

Now that the powerful gunpowder is available, if you make a tortoiseshell-shaped melon-type grenade that is easy to crack, it is a little difficult to use it for individual soldiers, but in the field, the huge lethality will definitely be able to resist the strong Mongolian cavalry, and the huge sound generated by the explosion can frighten the Mongolian war horses that have not been trained by modern artillery fire, as long as they are in disarray, the advantage of the cavalry will also be lost

When Yang Ling thought of this, he excitedly wanted to turn around and go back to tell them his own ideas, but he had just taken a few steps, and he felt that they had already worked hard to develop paper shell gun bullets, so he might as well wait for them to have results before giving them a new goal.

Yang Ling stopped, walked a few steps along the gable with his hands behind his back, and suddenly saw Wu Jie's door open in the distance, and a green-robed scholar flashed out, turned around and said something to Wu Jie who came out with him, and then arched his hand and walked towards the gate.

Yang Ling recognized that the person was Cheng Qiyun dressed in men's clothes, and couldn't help but move in his heart, what did Cheng Qiyun do when he went up the mountain by himself? Yang Ling sped up a few steps under his feet, chased after him from the side road, and walked to the door, blocking Cheng Qiyun.

Cheng Qiyun saw Yang Ling, a slight hint of surprise appeared on her face, she hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward and said with a dry smile: "I have seen an adult."

Yang Ling stared at him and said, "Why did you come up the mountain?" The snowy mountain roads are not easy, and the army is full of men."

Cheng Qiyun's panicked look had disappeared, she calmed down, and said with a light smile: "I am bored in the mansion, and I see that the sun is very warm today, so I go up the mountain for a walk." As the second gear head of the inner factory, you can't know anything about your own yamen, right? Hehe, hehe".

Yang Ling smiled and said, "This is the negligence of the official, where have you been?" Didn't the big stall head walk around with you? Do you want the official to accompany you to look around? ”

Cheng Qiyun was a little flattered, but as soon as she looked up and saw Yang Ling's cautious gaze, she thought of something, and Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little annoyed between her eyebrows.

She bit her lip, and her cherry lips closed to reveal two rows of neat white jade-like teeth, and suddenly said coquettishly: "Thank you, my lord, I just wander around, isn't my lord going to put grain outside the city?" The lowly step is slow, so let's go back to the house and wait for you first."

Cheng Qiyun smiled at him, the water color was pitiful, the light makeup was beautiful, and the smile under the sun was dazzling, it was a long-lost charm.

Yang Ling's kung fu was wrong, Cheng Qiyun had already raised his eyebrows, glanced at him quickly, and Shi Shiran went down the mountain.

Cheng Qiyun passed by Yang Ling's side, although she was dressed as a man, she deliberately walked with a woman's gait, her waist was swaying, her body was curling, her eyes were very moving, her body was over, a wisp of fragrance was slightly crossed, even Yang Ling was a little swaying, and she was very thoughtful!

Yang Ling looked at her back in amazement, this woman usually looks completely harmless, but if she has the heart to seduce, with her appearance, style, scheming, and means, there are really few men who can not be moved, could it be that Wu Jie, who has reached the age of knowing her fate, can't she resist her temptation?

Yang Ling had the heart to ask Wu Jie, but he felt a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while, remembering that Zhengde came to visit, and he held a sword to intimidate, which made Cheng Qiyun cry, and finally sighed slightly, and walked down the mountain behind her.

Cheng Qiyun glanced back slightly from the corner of her eyes in front of the slope, and saw Yang Ling slowly following the figure behind her, she turned her head with a smile and said leisurely: "Little wrongdoer, people are busy working for you, you are good, it's okay if you are not considerate, and you have to be suspicious of other people's hooks, hum!" What you owe me, sooner or later, you will have to pay it back to me."

She kicked a stone away hatefully, but her feet slipped and fell to the ground, Cheng Qiyun patted the ground hatefully, but the ice and snow tentacles were cold, and hurriedly shrank back, at this moment, Yang Ling had already walked to the side, and stretched out his hand with a smile.

Cheng Qiyun glanced at him, turned her head angrily, and said, "Didn't the adults suspect me of seducing Old Man Wu?" Why don't you ask? ”

Yang Ling laughed and said: "No wonder me, who called you at the beginning, hehe, but I figured it out, you won't, with the talent and vision of a girl, how could you do such a thing?" ”

Cheng Qiyun turned her head and glanced at him in surprise, feeling agitated for a while, only to feel that with Yang Ling's words, all her hard work and dedication were worth it.

She broke the jade slightly, her heart danced, and she happily stretched out a hand to Yang Ling, Yang Ling held her soft little hand, lifted her up, and answered again at an inopportune time: "If the girl has the heart to cling, she will not be so obedient in front of the emperor, so girl, even if you want to seduce, you will not seduce Wu Lao, sorry, sorry."

Cheng Qiyun didn't fight as soon as she heard it, she shook off Yang Ling's hand vigorously, and said angrily: "You, you did it on purpose, didn't you?" Am I so utilitarian? Must there be benefits before you are willing to treat others sincerely? ”

She turned away in hatred, but she walked in a hurry, and the pair of buckskin warm velvet boots slipped and fell to the ground again, and a stone was on her ass, and the pain made her tears overflow.

Yang Ling walked over with a faint smile in his eyes, Cheng Qiyun saw the smile in his eyes, and felt sad for a while, and said angrily: "I want to go home, I want to go back to the south, you can't get along with me, even this snow bullies me."

Yang Ling pulled her up with a smile and said, "The mountain road is already slippery, and I fell when I went up the mountain, why bother to be angry with people?" Come on, I'll take you down the mountain, uh, it's okay to be idle all the way anyway, you might as well talk about it, what are you looking for Wu Lao to do? ”

Cheng Qiyun was just pulled up by him, and couldn't help but laugh when he heard his words, a shallow smile on his cheeks flashed, and then he quickly smiled, and squinted at him with a pretty face: "Don't say it, anyway, I won't do anything in your eyes, either I want to seduce a child or I want to seduce the old man, you have a trick to go, maybe the long sword is on the neck, and I have recruited all the things that should be said and not said."

Cheng Qiyun's gauze hat was a little crooked, her hair was exposed, the wind was blowing, and occasionally a trace of it was on Yang Ling's face, itchy, very fragrant

(To be continued)