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Fortunately, the rescue was timely, and a large number of guards helped to put out the fire, so that the disaster did not spread.

Under Yang Jing's inquiry, he learned that a local craftsman secretly conducted a gunpowder test out of curiosity, which caused an explosion, and the local craftsman was killed on the spot, and several craftsmen who assisted him in the experiment in the workshop were also seriously burned, while Du Kefeng and others were not injured.

Although it was the craftsman who acted without authorization, and he affected others and almost killed everyone, Yang Jing still asked the summer solstice girl to take out her belongings, so that she could comfort the family of the deceased and try to do a good job in the aftermath.

The reason why Du Kefeng and many grandmasters were so urgently allowed to develop it was also a last resort.

Without the help of enough masters, Yang Jing could only develop some firearms, not to mention that Bai Guanyin still had a firearm in his hand, and if he wanted to deal with them, Yang Jing had to rely on new types of firearms.

For military or firearms fans, the Hanyang-made old sleeve is definitely a classic to explode musket.

This gun from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China and then to the Anti-Japanese War, is the most common old-fashioned firearm, although the advantages and disadvantages are obvious, but the production technical requirements are not too high.

Yang Jing originally wanted these craftsmen to develop a new musket according to the design concept of the old sleeve, but the time was too hasty, and Wei Wushu didn't know when he would retaliate, so Yang Jing could only change his mind.

He remembered that he had participated in a war museum in the western United States, and there was a gun in it that caught his attention, which made Yang Jing like it very much.

It was a very old gun, a cavalry-type American Simaron Revolver, large and heavy, the barrel was rough but long and heavy, the drum wheel was also very large, the wooden handle, although the firing range was short, the accuracy was not high, but the power of shooting at close range was extremely huge!

Yang Jing asked Du Kefeng and others to develop this old gun, because the industrial technical requirements are not too high.

Du Kefeng and others have already mastered the technology of forging steel, and when they forged the arm armor Qin Jiang and Tang Dao Goujian for Yang Jing, they had already mastered the technology of making steel that was strong enough, so there was no problem with the material itself.

And the meticulous handwork of fifty grandmasters, many parts have also been made, the body of the gun and the drum have been made, and the biggest problem left is the bullet.

Generally, bullets are usually divided into four parts: cartridge casing, primer, propellant and warhead, and the grandmasters have completed the production of cartridge casings and warheads early, polished by hand, and the quality is quite excellent, and Du Kefeng has already mastered the preparation of propellants.

The most difficult problem at the moment is the production of a primer, which is the fuse that is placed in the copper cap at the bottom of the bullet and used to ignite the propellant.

The copper cap is soft, and when the hammer or firing pin of the firearm is impacted, the copper cap is squeezed, which ignites the primer, which enters the cartridge case from the fire transmission port, and detonates the projectile, thus shooting the warhead.

Yang Jing said that the simplest Bosek primer is still used, with only one fire port, which reduces the difficulty of the manufacturing process as much as possible.

Because the craftsmen couldn't do it too finely, the cavalry-style Cimarone revolver had exceeded the standard specifications by too much, and it looked huge and heavy.

In order to cooperate with Yang Jing's rotary drum magazine, the bullet must also be made several sizes larger, but the amount of charge also needs to be recalculated, and even the risk of exploding the chamber will increase a lot.

In order to prevent the explosion of the chamber, Yang Jing even borrowed the Colt python revolver and made the barrel into a heavy tube with reinforcement.

The preparation of gunpowder has always been Du Kefeng's exclusive privilege, and it is the pride of his ability to control many craftsmen, but when he was in Dali, he could only share it selflessly in order to win.

Fortunately, these craftsmen are all grandmaster-level craftsmen who are obsessed with craftsmanship, and they do not look down on Du Kefeng because Du Kefeng has exhausted his hole cards, but feel admired for his selfless spirit, because their wives and children and families have also moved to the Great Song Dynasty, so they can follow Yang Jing loyally.

With these fifty grandmasters plus Du Kefeng, the development of the primer is also being completed rapidly, but I didn't expect an accident.

Yang Jing didn't want too many people to know about the existence of this secret technology force, and after suppressing the fire, he drove out all the idle people.

Because the local craftsmen were all beginners, Du Kefeng did not give them enough permission, but only let them make sulfuric acid from calcined pyrite to prepare new gunpowder.

This accident was completely because these local technicians were too curious, which caused the tragedy, and Du Kefeng also blamed himself, and naturally strengthened his management and vigilance in this area in the future.

Yang Jing also knows that they risk their lives every day to conduct experiments, although they are all craft maniacs, they all want to pursue the ultimate in science and technology in this era, and they are eager to dig out fresher ideas from Yang Jing's head, but risk is risk, they will pay for their lives at any time because of the pursuit of technology, so Yang Jing will not blame them for anything.

After coming out of the backyard, Yang Jing asked people to strengthen their vigilance, and then asked Liu Hanchao and Feng Ruochen to take a large number of people to the cellar of the county government to transport the corpses inside.

Feng Ruochen couldn't help but think that after Yang Jing went to the cellar and came back, she slept all night, and seemed to let go of all her thoughts, and she even suspected that the corpse in the cellar might not necessarily be Ji Jin.

She even wanted to lift the red hijab and check it carefully, but Feng Ruochen still didn't do it after all.

Some things are also rare to be confused, so why bother to pursue the truth too much, if Yang Jing wants to say it, he will definitely take the initiative to say it, if he doesn't want to say it, even if he asks and checks it himself, it doesn't make any sense.

Yang Jing's mansion was originally Zhou Wenfang's courtyard, located in a secluded place in the suburbs of Baling County, like an isolated island, and there were not many places to hide around.

However, Yang Jing was not impatient at all, because he knew that Wei Wudi and Bai Guanyin would definitely come, because he knew that Wei Wudi and Bai Guanyin were also deceived by illusions like him!

When I was a child, I often heard a story that the tiger didn't have much ability, and worshiped the old cat as the master, and the old cat taught him, and the tiger thought that he could win over the master, so he wanted to eat the old cat, but the old cat left a hand and did not teach the tiger the ability to climb the tree, and when the tiger came to eat him, the old cat climbed to the tree, and the tiger could only return in a huff.

This master explained a lot of truths, some people said that he taught the apprentice to starve to death of the master, some people said that the tiger did not know how to repay the favor, and some said that the old cat never trusted this apprentice, otherwise he would not have left a hand on the tiger.

The so-called benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise, Yang Jing only knows that the blue is better than the blue, and there are too many examples of apprentices being stronger than masters, and now, he has also experienced it himself, apprentices are stronger than masters, and even masters have been deceived in the past!

It was precisely because Wei Wushu and Bai Guanyin were also deceived that Yang Jing was completely sure that Wei Wushu and Bai Guanyin would never let him go, and the couple would definitely assassinate him again!

When the coffin was transported from the county government to the back door of Yang Jing's house, Yang Jing asked people to arrange a small mourning hall, stopped for a night, and the next day made people mourn, buried the coffin on the hillside behind his house, and erected a tombstone.

This place has also become a place for secret inspectors, officers and soldiers, and even the Hou of Yu to focus on monitoring.

When Yang Jing was trapped in the coffin, he almost exhausted the accumulated physical energy, and his body was also very thin.

Gao Caizhi has become a frightened bird, even when he sleeps, he will wake up, and every time he wakes up, he will shout, cry and make trouble.

Because she couldn't do without Yang Jing, she had to sleep in the same room with Yang Jing, she slept in a separate room, Yang Jing slept outside, in order to avoid suspicion, Yang Jing also let the summer solstice girl move in.

After Gao Caizhi finally fell asleep at night, Yang Jing would chat quietly with Xia Zhi, talk about Gao Caizhi's story, and talk about Yang Jing's adventures along the way.

Yang Jing gave the bed to the summer solstice girl to sleep, and he meditated on the futon, and the amount of food on weekdays was doubled, and the recipes were carefully blended, with balanced nutrition, focusing on supplementing protein, hoping that his body could recover in the shortest possible time.

And Du Kefeng and dozens of other grandmasters also worked day and night, and also let Yang Jing test shoot twice, but the effect was not ideal, and once the hammer was blown away, almost blinding Yang Jing's eyes.

Four or five days passed in a flash, but Wei Wudi and Bai Guanyin were nowhere to be seen, and Yang Jingting and Mu Zicai also arranged eyeliner all over the county to track and monitor strange travelers who behaved abnormally.

Although they failed to find the traces of Wei Wudi and Bai Guanyin, they beat rabbits with grass and arrested many important fugitives wanted by the government.

Yang Jing, who was in the center of the storm, became more and more leisurely, and in order to let Gao Caizhi return to normal, he often took Gao Caizhi to the yard to relax.

Gao Caizhi followed Yang Jing every step of the way, she seemed to be very satisfied with this kind of life, only occasionally showed a confused and painful look, and even a little nostalgic, and several times she proposed to go back to Dali.

Yang Jing is also helpless, he is unlikely to go to Dali again in the short term, and Gao Caizhi is unwilling to follow others back, so this matter can only be left for later.

Yang Jing's few personal hours, in addition to bathing and going to the thatched house, is to sit for a while in front of the cemetery on the hillside of the backyard every evening.

Gao Caizhi deliberately avoided this tomb, and even did not hesitate to separate from Yang Jing, during Yang Jing's arrival in the back mountain, she stuck to Feng Ruochen, and asked Feng Ruochen to take her to the bamboo building in the backyard, looking at the lonely tombstone from a distance, and the slightly depressed figure in front of the grave.

Every time at this moment, Gao Caizhi would reveal a look of resentment, and even Feng Ruochen could feel the ups and downs in her heart.

Yang Jing usually leaves the cemetery after the sun sets, and the same is true today, when the sun sets, he slowly stands up, looks at the words on the tombstone, and then turns and walks down the hill.

The sunset in the distance burned the sunset, reflecting on people's faces, as if putting a layer of copper skin on people, Yang Jing looked at the island-like mansion not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered.

"They're coming..."

And somewhere Yang Jing can't see, someone is like a hibernation snake that has just woken up, and the eyes of the yin owl are following Yang Jing's footsteps, together, falling, as if they will rush out of the shadows at any time!

The sunset, like blood.