With the courtyard of the Song family, on the day of Song Qinsheng's wedding, almost all the powerful families in the capital came to congratulate. The banquet in the front hall was full of dignitaries in the court. The four princes, who are now in full swing, are now sitting on the banquet.

When Song Yansheng was entertaining his daughter, he bumped into him in the foyer. The four princes are integrated, and everyone is the most like Emperor Mingde. Not only the looks, but also the temperament. Duanrong has an upright temperament, jealousy and hatred, sharp eyebrows, and no smiles.

The prince of the Duan family, his eyes are as black as seawater. People can't just look at appearances, and the intuition of the four princes is not simple.

can bring down Duan Hong, who can make it simple.

Duanrong was surrounded by slaves, and looked at the Song Sixth girl who bowed to the blessing, and her expression became meaningful. He bowed his head, and even smiled deliberately.

Song Yansheng has a grudge against him. Ning Shou Gong and Duan Rong used to calculate her. I don't know what he meant by coming.

Song Qinsheng is the daughter of the Song family, but she is not married to the gateway of the court, or the Song family is now deeply rooted in the sacred heart.

Song Yansheng stood up silently, his expression calm. Hengbo followed her through the corridor of the atrium, and suddenly she was overjoyed, and pulled her sleeve to remind, "Girl, uncle! ”

Song Yansheng subconsciously looked up. This place was close to the Yuebai Pavilion of her third brother, and there were a few people walking far ahead. Duan Xun was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by someone, and next to him was Song Meiheng.

She turned around and gently tapped the girl on the forehead, "What uncle, don't say it." ”

Hengbo rubbed his forehead and muttered, "Morning and evening, everyone knows it." ”

"You girl."

Because of her serious expression, Hengbo deliberately diverted her attention. Song Yan was helpless, "Let's go, say hello." ”

"Ahh

Just as she was about to take a step, her third brother had already seen her. Song Yansheng smiled and beckoned, "I was about to go over, but my brother found me." ”

Duan Xun seemed to be discussing something with him just now, and the temperament of the two of them was a little heavy. Song Yansheng observed the words, walked to Song Meiheng's side, and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

As soon as Duan Xun saw her, softness flowed out of Feng's eyes, "It's not a matter of concern." He was wearing a large hat decorated with silver silk and white cranes, and he reached out from inside. Song Yansheng was gently pulled by him, lowered his eyes and smiled, "Your Highness." ”

"The brow is furrowed, and there is something on the mind." He held her hand, Fengmu raised slightly, and stared at her carefully, "Why are your hands so cold?" ”

In addition to Song Meiheng, there are also servants in the mansion who have nothing to do next to him. Song Yansheng shook his head, "I was in a hurry to welcome the guests, and the hand stove fell into the house." ”

Duan Xun's eyebrows moved, carefully recognized her expression, and turned his gaze to look in the direction where she came.

"It looks like the fourth child is here."

Song Meiheng's eyes sank, and she had the same look as Fang Cai.

"Your Highness, I'll be absent for a while."

Seeing the back of the third brother leave, Song Yansheng raised his hand and retreated from the attendant beside him, raised four fingers at Duan Xun, shook it, and signaled with his eyes.

Duan Xun nodded.

Really.

"More on that later. I'll ask Yuan Ying to pick you up then. ”

Duan Xun took her hand and warmed it in the palm of her hand. Song Yansheng squatted down slightly, held it by him, and let out a soft "um".

Yokobo was very eye-catching, snickering in his heart, and slipped away in the blink of an eye, giving up the space for solitude to the two of them.

He retreated to the back porch and waited, but there was a sound of footsteps in front of him. Hengbo turned around and saw that it was the lord of Yuan Xiaojun, and there was a Fu Liu girl next to him. The two probably saw that Song Yansheng hadn't returned yet, so they went all the way to the front yard.

Yuan Ying had good eyesight, and saw her at once, and was about to raise her voice to shout, but Hengbo was in a hurry, and hurriedly gestured to silence. Yuan Ying raised her eyebrows curiously, and couldn't help but take a light step and walked over to take a look, ho.

She leaned over and quickly retracted, pursed her lips, but couldn't hide a smile in her eyes.

"It's really like three autumns every other day, look at this sticky energy, I don't know how to get tired and crooked when I get married in the future."

Green leaves and white tea, red plum pressed snow, in the ice and snow glass world, Song Liu's girl squatted, looking at this angle, she seemed to be lying on Duanxun's knees, and she was talking about something on her back. Duan Xun listened carefully, and occasionally raised his hand to arrange the hair on her forehead that was blown by the phoenix, and her expression was very serious and soft and gentle.

Yuan Ying was disgusted in her mouth, and she was overjoyed in her heart, so she pulled Hengbo away with great insight. After walking a few steps, I found that there was still a person left behind, and I couldn't help but look back.

Miss Fu stood under an outstretched plum blossom branch on the edge of the corridor, looking over there alone, as if stunned.

"Miss Fu!"

Yuan Ying lowered her voice and beckoned, "This way." ”

Fu Yuan woke up like a dream, answered continuously, and turned around. The white jade collar on her neck jingled, and she ran over gently, raising her hand from the fluffy pocket to suppress the beating jade strike.

"Here we are."

The wedding banquet of the Song family lasted until late, and after sending away the girls from the official households in Beijing who came to congratulate, Song Yansheng stretched his waist for a long time. Yuan Ying poked her waist from behind, and squeezed her eyebrows narrowly, "Panic, what are you talking to my cousin at noon today?" ”

Song Yansheng was caught off guard by her poke, shuddered, and turned back to her with a fierce chase, "Don't make fun of me." ”

"Six girls spare their lives, spare their lives quickly, the villain is wrong."

"Alright, you." Song Yansheng pushed her amusedly, "Let's go, it's not early." ”

"It's okay, you can sleep with me."

The two of them played all the way out of the Song Mansion, Yuan Ying sat in the car and said with a smile, "I'm thinking, does your family have any grudges with the Xu family in the south of the Yangtze River, as soon as Song Qinsheng goes out, your family is quiet, and the Xu family is ......."

Song Yan raised his forehead and sighed, "The young master of the Xu family cherishes her very much, if she can control her temper and live a good life, she is afraid of ......."

"She is arrogant and domineering, but I am afraid that if one of them can't be contained, she will harm others."

When I lifted the curtain and looked out, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. Soon I am afraid that the heavy snow will overwhelm the road, and a couple of newcomers will not be able to go down to Jiangnan, and I don't know if it is a good sign.

"Hey, Yechuntai stops. Chunsheng brought me a new firearm last time, and I forgot to ask him to get it. ”

Yuan Ying probed over and saw the familiar Suzaku Street. The night was cold and snowy, and it was hard for her to remember.

"The New Year is approaching, and Chunsheng should be here."

When they arrived at Yechuntai, as soon as the carriage stopped, Yusheng and Chunsheng looked at the carriage from a distance, one tall and one short, waiting in front of the door. The two of them were in a hurry, and before they had time to put on a layer of cold clothes outside, Song Yansheng couldn't help but urge in distress, "The first thing is inside, it's cold outside." ”

Chunsheng is well-behaved, with a round face and round eyes, and he smiles when he looks at people, and his smile is shy. He welcomed the two of them in, and followed the horizontal waves behind him, "It's so late, why is the girl here?" ”

The building is almost closed, and there are still a few guests on the first floor. Yusheng led them upstairs, and after a while, a guy brought hot tea and fruit to order.

"I have some things to do, and I'm going to the Yuan family."

Yuan Ying took a sip of tea, looked at Chunsheng with a sigh of relief, and said, "Isn't this just a coincidence, I suddenly remembered that the fire gun that I asked you to modify last time has not come to get it." ”

Song Yansheng stretched out her hand to bake the fire by the charcoal stove in the house, and smiled when she heard the words, "She has been thinking about it for a while." ”

Chunsheng answered, and ran over to get it. A square box was loaded, looking heavy. Song Yansheng was a little curious, and walked over to take a look. It is said that this firearm is the first generation of firearms of the Dacheng Ordnance Division, also known as the fire door gun. In the previous dynasties, it was developed by a skilled craftsman of the people, and because of its certain lethality, it was later used as a battlefield weapon. This thing is made of cast copper, and the launch needs to be carried out by two people, one aiming and one shooting, and the hit rate is extremely low and inefficient.

These Song Yansheng had listened to Chunsheng's analysis before. However, this musket gun, together with the firearm that is easy to explode in the Shenji Battalion, is still widely used on the battlefield, because Dacheng does not have more perfect and powerful firearms, except for some clever cold weapons, arrows, crossbows, knives and guns, etc.

After Chunsheng's transformation, Yuan Ying can pick it up with one hand, and it is very light.

"Material ...... for Fire Pipes"

The earlier assault rifle was also a type of firecracker, mostly made of bamboo and wood, and it was extremely easy to explode during the blasting process. Later, Chunsheng changed to copper, and now it has been changed to iron, which is lighter.

In Dacheng, iron is an extremely rare mineral, iron ore is very precious, that is, Yuanying has many ways to find, and it is even more difficult to find such a fine iron material.

Yuan Ying couldn't bear it, so she ran to the Lushui River with Chunsheng to test her power. Song Yansheng was shaken by the sound of gunpowder, and a tree had fallen on the opposite bank, and the snow was falling down.

Yuan Ying was very excited, and after the two tried it, they ran upstairs in a hurry.

"Little Liu, Chunsheng said that this thing can be restructured!" This firearm needs to be filled with gunpowder as soon as it is fired, and every second counts on the battlefield, so how can we save the time of loading real ammunition?

Chunsheng wants to shoot in a row. Since there are repeating crossbows, there can also be bursting firearms.

One shot is like this, if it can be connected-

Song Yansheng felt that with this alone, he could dominate the battlefield.

"It's just ......," Yuan Ying frowned, "If it is refined, the supply of pig iron is a big problem. Most of the previous excitement disappeared, and Yuan Ying held the box with regret, "If this firearm can be vigorously put into use, Dacheng's combat power will increase by more than one or two grades." Iron and stone will fall from the heavens......"

Several of Dentons' existing iron mines have been mined almost completely, and the amount of iron produced is very low. How could there be so much fine iron to supply this new firearm that had not yet seen a shadow, how could it be possible to convince those stubborn old-fashioned ministers in the DPRK and China, after all, because firearms are uncontrollable and extremely lethal dangerous goods, cold weapons still dominate the battlefield.

But with Chunsheng's ability and talent, Song Yansheng believed that he could make such a weapon. She could even imagine that the use of these firearms on the battlefield was unstoppable.