Chapter 13: Sun Jitian is deposed
In a blink of an eye, it's time for the New Year again.
Unlike other families who happily celebrate the New Year, the Sun family is immersed in grief.
After all, Sun Yuanwai didn't wait for the child to be born and left early.
However, he walked very peacefully, because at the end of the year, he heard that the farm tools designed by Wang Chong had finally opened the market, and after giving them to those farmers for use, they were widely praised, so they passed on ten, ten to hundreds, and soon bought all the farm tools of the Sun family.
The news even spread to neighboring counties and other provinces, and many merchants came to buy this kind of farm tool.
Originally, the Sun family's difficult funds were alleviated all of a sudden, which made Sun Yuanwai very pleased.
When he was dying, he called Wang Chong to the bedside in person, and told him to take good care of Sun Xiuxiu.
On the side of the cloth shop, there was Sun Jitian personally escorted them, although the horse thieves were still targeting them, and they also found that the horse thieves seemed to know their whereabouts, and they targeted them again and again.
But who made Sun Jitian powerful.
This guy has a machete and can fight a dozen of them at a time, and if he has a helper, he can deal with more with his kung fu, so every time he leaves the horse thief's territory with a convoy without danger.
In the summer of the following year, Wang Chong's child was finally born, and Wang Chong's face was paralyzed and finally smiled, and he found that the feeling of being a father was still very good.
Things seem to be developing in a good direction, and Wang Zhong believes that if he continues like this, he can make the Sun family develop better and better.
But not long after the child was born, one night, Sun Jitian took one of his broken arms and rushed into Sun's house.
"The cloth, the cloth was all robbed, and the people in the convoy died......
After saying this, Sun Jitian tilted his head and completely fainted.
Wang Chong, who was coaxing the child to sleep with Sun Xiuxiu, got the news and immediately rushed out.
"Call Lang Zhong, hurry up!"
Fortunately, Sun Jitian has been in good health since he was a child, so after breaking his arm, he still carried it off, and after being in a coma for a week, Sun Jitian finally woke up.
"Lang Zhong, how is he?" Wang Chong looked at Sun Jitian, who had woken up, and asked.
"It's okay for the time being, and I'll recuperate more in the future, but I can't do anything about this broken arm." Lang Zhong sighed and left the place.
"Hahaha......" Sun Jitian laughed a few times: "Erping, I'm fine, it's not just an arm, and after the injury is healed, he is a good man." ”
"Brother, you don't have to say a few words." Sun Xiuxiu hugged the child, her eyes were red.
Lin Shimei wiped Sun Jitian's face with a towel, and cried: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's just that in the future, woo woo woo ......"
Due to the limited technology of the ancients, it was difficult for people with disabilities to live, and it is no wonder that Lin Shimei was so sad.
"Tell me what's going on." Wang Chong nodded at Sun Jitian.
"This time we came back with cloth from other provinces, and it was the same road as before, but this time there were three masters, and they all covered their faces, and I could only barely deal with it."
"Is it the bandits from Ma Dahu?" Wang Zhong asked.
"Ma Dahu is also there, but he is not my opponent at all, this time the three masters, I suspect that we know each other, so they all cover their faces."
"The three brothers of the Zhao family!" Sun Xiuxiu gritted her teeth!
The Zhao family has a total of three brothers, the eldest Zhao Shouzheng, the second Zhao Shouyi, and the third Zhao Shouqiang, all of whom are martial arts practitioners.
However, these three people are inferior to Sun Jitian in terms of force, and if they add up, it is not necessarily.
"A few years ago, Zhao Shouyi and Zhao Shouqiang were both studying martial arts abroad, did they come back?" Sun Xiuxiu said.
"They are injured now that they are auspicious, and they will definitely hide for a while." Wang thought for a moment and said, "But it doesn't matter, I have a way to deal with them. ”
In the following days, the Sun family suspended the import of cloth and only operated the industries in which they had advantages.
Wang Zhong has been at home these days, and no one knows what he is doing, only to see boxes and boxes of firecrackers being moved into the house.
Huang Blacksmith, a former villager, also sent iron pipes owed to Wang Chong, bringing a total of ten, in addition, Wang Chong asked other blacksmiths to also make iron pipes of different lengths, all of which he moved to his home.
No one knew what he was tinkering with, only some of the Sun family's subordinates, and from time to time they heard a 'bang-bang' sound from the yard.
The sound is loud and scares people every time.
It is rumored that the son-in-law of the Sun family, who is rich, has begun to lose his business, only knows how to play with firecrackers, and let his wife take care of everything.
Half a year later, Sun Jitian's injuries were finally stabilized and he was able to get out of bed.
And Wang Chong finally designed something he was satisfied with, a flintlock pistol!
That's right, these days, he has been designing murderous weapons, flintlock pistols, and some people call them muskets.
He thought about this idea in the year after the disaster, after the disaster, the people were struggling to make a living, thieves arose, murders and robberies occurred in many places, and there were even homeless riots in distant places, and some local warlords took advantage of the chaos to establish themselves as kings, and the corrupt and incompetent court had no time to take care of it.
The body in this life is too weak, in order to protect himself, so Wang Chong thought of a gun, with a gun, he can easily deal with the horse thief like Ma Dahu, effortlessly.
So he asked the yellow blacksmith to build the main body of the gun, the iron pipe.
Because he also participated in the design of the musket in the Great Dragon Dynasty, he knows how to make this thing.
After the iron pipe was manufactured, because there was no modern industry, he could only choose a flintlock pistol with a separate bullet and gunpowder, although it was troublesome, but as long as the operation was skillful, this thing was actually quite useful.
Wang Zhong remembers that in the 18th century, the main weapon used by Western expeditions was the flintlock pistol, first stuffing gunpowder into the tube, holding small iron beads in his mouth, stuffing the gunpowder into the tube, and then pulling the trigger.
The firing pin struck the flint, the spark ignited the gunpowder, and small iron beads were launched.
Therefore, the flintlock pistol can also be seen as a shotgun, because the bullets fired are scattered.
This is much easier to use than the ancient musket barrel in our country, the reason why the ancient Chinese musket was not thoroughly carried forward is because the aiming rate is too low, but if the bullet is scattered, then it completely solves the problem of poor aiming.
In addition to the trouble of reloading, the disadvantage of the flintlock pistol is that the distance is short, only thirty or forty meters of range is effective, but this is enough for Wang Chong.
In fact, it is not so easy to make these flintlock pistols, in terms of materials, gunpowder, flint, barrel, although these are available, but small objects such as firing pins are more difficult.
Therefore, Wang Zhong asked the craftsmen to design and polish for a lot of time, and it was only then that dozens of them were made.
During this period of time, his yard has also been transformed into a place for striking iron.
However, the effect was also gratifying, and he assembled fifty-eight flintlock pistols, ten of which were short-barreled flintlock pistols, and the rest were rifle-like flintlock pistols.
"Very well, the next thing is to train them how to use it." Wang Chong went to Sun Jitian as soon as possible to discuss his plan to personally enter the cloth next.