Chapter 130

He was still thinking about something, and was just about to push the door into the house, when he was suddenly swept by a gust of wind, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he probably would have had to open his head. [No pop-ups. 】

The huge mace smashed on the ground, and there was a muffled sound, and the ground trembled a few times.

Zhang Manchu held his breath for a long time and didn't dare to move, until he saw his daughter-in-law standing in the black rumbling room, standing in the half-open doorway and about to raise the mace, then he hurriedly stepped into the house, stretched out his hand to intercept the mace, and fished the person into his arms.

"Daughter-in-law, it's me"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Baozhu breathed a sigh of relief. I was really going to scare her to death just now, when she heard movement in the yard, the big wolf had not come out to bite people, and many pictures flashed in her mind.

Is it that the big wolf was stunned, or what kind of Jiang Yang thief did not blink, and when he came up, he slashed the big wolf with a knife, anyway, she would never be caught, and immediately dragged the mace that her man gave her for self-defense, and regardless of whether it would kill people or not, she smashed it directly outside the door.

"Daughter-in-law, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhang Manchu reached out to support his daughter-in-law, and then slowly followed her back. At this time, he blamed himself very much, especially when he heard his daughter-in-law's choked voice, he was annoyed and hated to give himself two slaps.

The daughter-in-law was originally timid, and when he came back at night, he should have thought that he would scare his daughter-in-law.

But now he can't take care of it so much, holding his daughter-in-law's soft and gentle body, he feels that the whole person's brain is confused. Immediately, I couldn't help but lean into my daughter-in-law's neck and sniff deeply, and then hugged my daughter-in-law horizontally to the kang.

Then, ** a bit of grinding is naturally not a problem. He has been holding back for a long time, and now that he sees his daughter-in-law's rare initiative, he naturally can't hold it, and he tosses again and again, so that his daughter-in-law sobs sobbing and calling his name squeamishly.

When I woke up the next day, it was already three poles of the sun. Lin Baozhu moved his sore body, and took a sip in his heart, he really couldn't expect that man in his family to pity the jade. But when he thought of his enthusiasm at night, his heavy and fiery breathing, and his fiery daughter-in-law, Lin Baozhu couldn't help blushing.

Somehow, the man was suddenly very keen and stubborn about giving birth, and every time he talked about it, he was excited again. But when it comes to children, Lin Baozhu undoubtedly touched his lower abdomen, if there is a child at home, Xu will be more lively.

She was stunned for a while, thinking about some of the breakfast that Zhang Manho had already prepared. At this time, the door was also opened, and when I met the people who came to work, they all greeted me with a smile.

It is said that it is best for a man to speak after he is well fed, this is really not a deception, just like Zhang Manchu now, who can see that he is the man with a cold and fierce face before?

When Aunt Tian came over, she saw his expression, and couldn't help but smile at Aunt Ma who had just come back from picking tea. It's nothing more than a good relationship between the young couple and a tight love. It seems that marrying a daughter-in-law is really different, and the iron man can turn into a finger twister.

After saying a few words, the two of them went to the back teahouse with a smile.

After Zhang Man waited for his daughter-in-law to wash her hands and face, and then dressed people diligently, the two got together to eat. I don't know if it's because of the sweetness in my heart, Lin Baozhu feels that it is more delicious than before when she eats.

Because the teahouse and workshop are already on the right track, it doesn't matter if she goes or not, and Aunt Tian and Xiuniang's sister-in-law can take care of it. So the two of them didn't rush to work, but continued to talk together.

waited until Zhang Manchu inadvertently mentioned that this time he was coming back from the county seat, because of a difficult incident in the barracks, and then briefly told Lin Baozhu a few strange things. This made Lin Baozhu sigh in her heart, according to her understanding, the best huǒ yào in this era is the medicinal powder used for artillery battles during the New Year's Festival.

When Zhang Ji opened before, she bought firecrackers and firecrackers, because she would encounter dumb fire, so she also opened and identified the medicinal powder inside. At that time, I only felt that some purity was not enough, and after asking the shopkeeper, I knew that it was already the best artillery battle in the government system.

Now that there is a more powerful huǒ yào and artillery battle suddenly appearing in the boundary of the Great Zhou, how can she not be worried? You must know that she has crossed over, and naturally others may also cross over. As long as people come with modern chemical knowledge, Xu is really able to create more powerful ǔ qì.

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but shudder. But don't say anything about the underworld shā shǒu and the like that crossed over to the Xiongnu, isn't it often said that those people shā rén are extremely powerful, and they can take the rank of general among millions of people. Not to mention that if you can make guns, you will become a hegemon in the era of cold weapons.

I have to say that Lin Baozhu is thinking far, where did so many traversal characters come from in the world? Even if there is, how can it come up and change the dynasty and turn it upside down? Just like her, if Zhang Manchu is not capable and follows her in everything, even tea making may not have that condition.

But no matter what Lin Baozhu thought, he had already sat up straight at this moment, and took the pen and ink used for bookkeeping and compared the paper to depict the weapon that Zhang Manchu described in a few words.

She didn't have a deep study of the transformation of ancient weapons, and the only thing she specialized in was in a military theory class when she was in college. At that time, the professor was a martial artist, and he was particularly keen to explain the development and transformation of ancient battles. So she has some impressions of the object Zhang Manchu said.

"This object is called the Divine Arm Bow," Lin Baozhu organized his words, but he didn't dare to hide it more. If she was still cautious in the past, worried that the horse's feet that were exposed to the crossing would be burned to death as a ghost, then since she lived with Zhang Manchu, her heart has become wider and wider every time, and now she doesn't want to hide it at all. However, she still won't say anything about it because she came through time, at most she let Zhang Manchu know that she does know more than others. She pointed to the things on the drawings and said, "It is recorded in the Ancient History, "The Divine Arm Bow, also known as gōng nǔ, is three feet two inches long, two feet five inches long, and several inches long with arrows, shooting more than 340 steps, and half an arrow into the elm." ”

Seeing Zhang Manchu's surprised look, she sighed and continued: "You should have heard the storyteller say that in the thirteenth year of Anyuan, the Wei State destroyed the country, and the general Xiao Yan used it to break several cities of the Wei State in a row, but later because all kinds of weapons in the original battle were destroyed, and the drawings have been lost. ”

After speaking, she didn't care how turbulent her man's heart was, she just frowned and carefully stretched out her hand to point to a few details on the drawing and explain the general method. In her previous life, in order to cater to the professor's high-scoring military theory papers, she looked for Du Niang to check the information. Although it is half a bottle of water now, it is better than Zhang Manchu, who knows nothing.

In fact, she didn't know how this time and space was recorded, but she vaguely remembered that the original body had read some such records when her aunt's mother was studying in private when she was not in trouble.

Speaking of coincidence, when she was under the identity of her aunt, it was naturally impossible for her to be literate, hyphenate and follow Mr. Xixi to do learning like her sister-in-law. At that time, my aunt was worried that she would lose her mind by reading some messy books under the moon, so she ordered the servants not to buy the story books written by the down-and-out scholars on the roadside.

Most of those servants were illiterate, and there was not enough silver, so in the end, most of the people they bought back were some geographical chronicles of local humanities and customs, and some weapons and books that were covered with dust and no one looked through.

At this time, Lin Baozhu's urgency was just right, making what she said more and more reasonable. True and false, half-truth, can be more convincing, isn't it?

"There's a crossbow groove where you can place multiple arrows, and every time you pull the mechanism outside, an arrow shoots out through the hole and goes straight to the target, unstoppable. Immediately, the next arrow in the crossbow groove will be filled, and the shot will continue without stopping. As he spoke, Lin Baozhu reached out and pulled a new piece of paper, and then drew it according to the figure in his memory, "However, although this kind of gōng nǔ is powerful and has a long range, it can only be carried by infantry because of its large size." As for the rockets you mentioned, they are supposed to be tied to arrows. Compared to this arm crossbow, it is a little undersightly. ”

Lin Baozhu handed over the drawings in his hand, thought about it, and continued with some embarrassment: "I don't know anything about huǒ yào, and there is no record in the books I have read before. But I think it's similar to brewing sugar or something, which is to purify it and then make it into a specific form, either ignite it or explode it under external blows. I just remember reading some gazetteers that some hunters would make huǒ yào into rings, and then hang the thread, and when they encountered a fierce beast, they would light the hanging line and throw it at the beast. Or there are people who tie the huǒ yào ball to the arrow and shoot it at the beast. As for the rest, I estimate that it is similar to an artillery battle, and there will always be a better way to use firearms. ”

Holding the drawings given by his daughter-in-law, Zhang Manchu's expression changed from stunned to excited, and then to now serious and solemn, showing the change of his mind all the way. But now, in addition to pride, he has more worries.

He didn't doubt his daughter-in-law's origins, but he really felt that his daughter-in-law's brain was too easy to use, not only to manage the family and business, but more importantly, he had read so many books, and he had drawn such an awesome weapon that made people's blood fanatical.

Xu is daughter-in-law didn't know what was powerful, but he knew in his heart that once this drawing fell out, it would cause a bloody storm. If it was known that it was the daughter-in-law who drew it, maybe the good life that the daughter-in-law had in mind would come to an end, and he would fall into endless killing and robbery in the future, and even he could imagine how difficult the days of exile would be at that time.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists.