Surprises didn't come in a row.

Zhu Zhangui inspected the artisan camp next, but did not get a surprise report.

The department in charge of the research of paper shell bullets has not yet developed mercury thunderate, although it has increased its research in this area, but I don't know what is going on, and often when it comes to the last step, it ends in failure.

The accident caused by the experiment also injured many craftsmen.

Other departments also have few achievements and do not have much research results.

The steelmaking department has made some small achievements, small blast furnaces have been developed, and preparations for steelmaking have recently begun.

And the worst department is the glider department.

For the sake of future aircraft, Zhu Zhangui first set up this department and let them study gliders and hot air balloons.

From the establishment of the department last year to today, this department has conducted a total of more than a dozen experiments, all of which have ended in failure.

The death row prisoners in charge of the test flight all fell to their deaths.

A few days ago, when they went to Jinyiwei to prepare for another death row prisoner, the prisoners were so scared that they didn't want to come.

They would rather be slashed with a knife than fall from the sky and fall to their deaths.

Nima, that death was too miserable.

I can't even get a whole corpse.

Walking out of the craftsman camp, Zhu Zhangui told Lao He and several stewards who were following behind him.

"Tell everyone not to be anxious, research in this area is not in a hurry, what needs the masters, you can meet them as much as possible, and if you can't do it, you can write to tell me."

"The situation at the master's home should also be taken care of, other people's families have given us hard research, and if there is a problem at home, then we will be sorry for others."

Lao He and the others listened carefully.

When Zhu Zhangui mentioned the master's family, Lao He assured: "Your Highness, rest assured, the old slaves are all personally watching in this regard, and they will not wronged the master's family!" ”

Zhu Zhangui nodded, took the reins handed over by Hu Yu, and was about to get on the horse and return to the East Palace.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, but His Royal Highness Taisun is in person."

A loud shout rang out from afar.

Zhu Zhangui's guards, who were guarding, drew their weapons and flintlock pistols at their waists one after another.

Lao He even stood in front of Zhu Zhangui, vigilantly looking at the direction from which the voice came.

The craftsman battalion is a secret place of the Ming Dynasty, and there are five military battalions and three thousand battalions stationed around, and the guards of the craftsman battalion are also patrolling at twelve o'clock.

Without the warrants of the emperor, the crown prince and the grandson, let alone ordinary people, even vassal kings like King Zhao of Han would not be able to enter.

But today, I didn't receive any notice, and a stranger came in.

Zhu Zhangui looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw a thin old Taoist priest, raising his hand at him and saluting.

"Dare to ask where the chief is from, what is the matter with so-and-so."

Zhu Zhangui didn't ask how the other party broke in.

If someone can come in, it means that the other party has the ability, and if there is a problem, it is also a problem for their own guards.

The old Taoist priest walked over slowly.

Hu Yu and the others pointed their guns at the old Taoist priest.

Being pointed at so many guns, the old Taoist priest's face did not change, and he still looked at Zhu Zhangui with a smile on his face.

Good guts.

With the feats of the Shenji Battalion in the northern expedition and the fight against the Japanese pirates, the reputation of the musket also spread all over the world.

In addition, Jinyiwei was also issued with flintlock pistols, and many ordinary people already have a deep understanding of this weapon. _o_m

We all know that this kind of weapon, called a gun, can knock people down with a single sound from dozens of paces away.

The old Taoist priest in front of him seems to be a wandering Taoist priest, and he must understand the power of this weapon.

can be pointed at so many guns, but the old Taoist priest's face does not change, which shows that the other party either doesn't know each other, or doesn't care at all.

"Don't be rude to the Daoist!"

Waving his hand to let Hu Yu and the others accept the gun, Zhu Zhangui arched his hand at the old Taoist.

Zhu Zhangui admires people who have the ability very much, and from the fact that he calls the craftsmen under him masters, it can be seen how much he values these capable people.

It is precisely because of Zhu Zhangui's respect for craftsmen, craftsmen.

They will give him a job with all their hearts.

You must know that before Zhu Zhangui, the status of craftsmen was very low.

Not to mention a person of Zhu Zhangui's status, even the lowliest officials are arrogant when facing these craftsmen, and they don't treat them as human beings at all when they work.

"I don't know what advice the chief has!"

Zhu Zhangui's humble and polite appearance made the old Taoist nod slightly.

The rumors in the world are true.

Zhu Zhangui, the grandson of the emperor, although he is a decisive figure, as long as he does not provoke him, he is quite kind when facing anyone.

"The old Tao has a request, and please ask His Highness to meet it!"

Zhu Zhangui raised his eyebrows, glanced at the old Taoist priest up and down, and asked with a smile.

"I don't know how I think I'll grant your request."

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, and took out a fixed ammunition from his sleeve.

Swish!

Hu Yu and the others raised their guns again.

The kraft paper bullets that this old Taoist priest took were the standard ammunition of the Shenji Battalion, which could only be produced here by the craftsman battalion, and could not be obtained from the outside at all.

Every round of ammunition that goes out must be counted and registered, and as long as the quantity does not match, the officials who transport it and the officials who manage it must all be punished.

Therefore, since the advent of this fixed charge, except for those lost on the battlefield, there has been no loss at all during transportation.

Even if it is lost on the battlefield, the soldiers who clean the battlefield will pick it up.

The distribution of Jinyiwei and other departments is also strictly registered, and every time a gun is fired, it must be recorded, when the gun was fired, and why the gun was fired.

If there is no record of shooting, resulting in the loss of ammunition, the punishment is heavier than that of Zhu Zhangui.

Therefore, no matter from which channel this old Taoist priest obtains this kind of fixed ammunition, it is an illegal act.

The new criminal law of firearms in the Ming Dynasty stipulates that non-authorized personnel of the imperial court are not allowed to use gunpowder and firearms and other items, and violators will be immediately executed.

The reason why the punishment was so severe was because the imperial court was worried that someone would take a firearm and sell it to other countries or make it privately, which would bring harm to the Ming Dynasty.

The fire manufacturing process is actually not complicated, as long as the barrel problem is solved, any country can make it.

The Daming God Machine Battalion is invincible, relying on the sharpness of firearms.

If other countries also possess such firearms, it will not be a good thing for Da Ming, who intends to be the captain of the ball.

Zhu Zhangui did not stop Hu Yu and the others, and looked at the old Taoist priest with a serious expression.

"Dao Chief, this is a forbidden item, you have broken the law!"

The old Taoist priest smiled, stretched out his hand to break the fixed load, and a wisp of white powder slipped out of it. _o_m

"Your Highness, don't misunderstand, this is something that Lao Dao imitated from a distance, and it is filled with flour."

"The reason why Lao Dao took out this thing is because Lao Dao wants to exchange the requested thing has something to do with it!"

When Zhu Zhangui heard this, he stretched out his hand and asked several people to take back the gun.

"I wonder what the chief is talking about?"

Zhu Zhangui was a little curious, this old Taoist. What can you come up with in exchange for your own promises.

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve, and poured out a large pile of white particles the size of millet.

"There is an old way to ignite gunpowder without flint!"

Zhu Zhangui's calm expression was stunned.

Without waiting for Zhu Zhangui to speak, the old Taoist priest took out another stick with a thick thumb.

"The old way has a blade, which is the sharpest weapon in the world, which can cut through any steel in the world!"

Zhu Zhangui raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

Without explanation, the old Taoist priest took out another book and put it next to the two things.

"Lao Dao has a book that records countless tricks, and any magical thing can be created through research!"

After speaking, he looked up at Zhu Zhangui, "These three things, can you ask His Highness for a promise." ”

Zhu Zhangui strode forward under the protection of Hu Yu and the others, and picked up the book first.

On the cover is a seal script of the Qin and Han dynasties, with three big characters written on it.

Tricks.

。

Flipping through the book, there were all kinds of mechanisms recorded in it, as well as strange gadgets that Zhu Zhangui had never seen before.

Glancing at the smiling old Taoist priest, Zhu Zhangui put the book aside, picked up the black stick, and shot a sharp blade under the guidance of the old Taoist priest.

The blade is about half a foot long, thin and thin, and it is said to be a sharp blade, but it is actually more like a long and straight fish bone.

Looking at the sun, you can even faintly see the light and shadow on the opposite side.

"Guns!"

Zhu Zhangui didn't dare to try it.

Judging by its appearance alone, this blade is definitely extremely sharp.

Zhu Zhangui planned to test whether he could cut through any steel in the world, as the old Taoist priest said.

Hu Yu raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger in the distance.

With a "bang", the gunpowder and bullets in the gun were knocked out.

Zhu Zhangui took the empty gun, held the gun in one hand and the blade in the other, and the two touched each other and swiped slightly.

There is no resistance.

The seamless steel pipes produced in the supermarket are cut off as if they were made of mud.

Seeing such sharpness, the people around him gasped.

The steel barrel is very hard, and everyone present knows it.

In order to study the rifling of the gun, many masters thought of countless ways to make the blade, but they all took the barrel of the gun, and there was no way.

Unexpectedly, what they thought was the hardest steel pipe in the world in their hearts was broken by an inconspicuous blade like cutting mud.

Looking at the neat, smooth and burr-free incision, everyone's hearts were shocked.

Looking at the neat incision, and then at the thin blade without any curling blade or forging marks, Zhu Zhangui felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

With this thin blade, the rifling of the gun is not a problem.

Carefully putting the thin blade into the sheath, Zhu Zhangui looked at the old Taoist priest and asked respectfully. Error-free updates @

"Dare to ask the Dao Chief, how to forge this blade, as long as the Dao Commander can tell the promise made by the Dao Chief, as long as it does not violate the laws of the Ming Dynasty and the morality of people, I will go all out!"

The old Taoist priest pinched his beard and shook his head.

"This blade is obtained by my ancestors, according to which it has been passed down for thousands of years, according to the classics, there was a mountain suddenly thunder and lightning, I sent the ancestors to explore and find this blade after the thunder and lightning disappeared!"

Zhu Zhangui's eyes narrowed, and his breathing was a little short of breath and asked.

"Where is the land of thunder and lightning?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head regretfully.

"I don't know, it has not been recorded, and there are people who have gone to find it in future generations, but they have not found anything."

Zhu Zhangui sighed regretfully.

If you can find a few more, rifled guns can appear in large quantities.

But one is almost enough.

With the sharpness of this thin blade, it is no problem to pull out the rifling of nearly a hundred guns every day.

Over time, it is enough to change the army.

Carefully putting the blade away, Zhu Zhangui looked at the white particles the size of millet that fell to the ground.

Seeing that Zhu Zhangui paid attention to the first item, the old Taoist priest introduced with a smile.

"This thing is called Tianlei Sha, it is made of mercury and silver and some special items, I sent an ancestor to accidentally find it, and there is a sound of flame explosion when it hits!"

At the end, he said with a smile.

"The ancestors of my sect often treat him as a foolish woman in the palm of the thunder lake!"

After the introduction, the old Taoist priest, under Zhu Zhangui's expectation, took out a needle and gently pricked it on a heavenly thunder sand.

"Smack!"

A soft sound sounded, and the heavenly thunder sand, which was pierced by the Taoist priest with a needle, burst out with a small ray of fire.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Zhangui's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand like Hu Yu.

"Gunpowder!"

Hu Yu instantly understood what he meant, took out a fixed charge, poured it on a stone, and then carefully took out a grain of Tianleisha and put it on the gunpowder.

"Borrow a long silver needle!"

Ready for everything, Hu Yu respectfully borrowed a silver needle from the old Taoist priest.

Then he pinched the silver needle in his hand, and stabbed it directly on the Tianleisha without blinking.

"Boom!.

”

The gunpowder was ignited in an instant, and Hu Yu wiped the silver needle clean and returned it to the old Taoist priest, not caring about the blackened hands at all.

"Good man!"

The old Taoist priest gave Hu Yu a thumbs up and praised it.

Hu Yu smiled and retreated behind Zhu Zhangui.

handed the bamboo tube and treasure blade tube containing Tianleisha to Lao He behind him, and Zhu Zhangui explained a few words in his ear.

Lao He nodded at the old Taoist, said goodbye with a smile, and quickly turned around and left.

After seeing Lao He leave, Zhu Zhangui smiled and arched his hand at Lao Dao.

"It's an honor to have the honor to meet the Taoist chief today, I don't know if the chief can appreciate his face and have a few drinks with the kid!"

"Haha, it is an honor to dine with His Royal Highness the Grand Sun, please"

Zhu Zhangui's requirements for the artisan battalion are to use one generation, prepare one generation, and study one generation.

It's just that it's just starting out, and it's impossible to prepare a generation.

But for the firearms research department, the next generation of concept guns, in fact, they have already prepared.

That's a rear-loading rifled gun.

As for the front-loading rifled guns, they were defined as a modified version of the generation that was used.

No man can resist the lure of firearms, and so does Zhu Zhangui.

He also likes guns very much, the toy gun when he was a child, the air gun that hit birds when he was a teenager, and when he grew up, he also went to a shooting club to experience real guns.

It's just a pity that for reasons of state law, he can't have a gun of his own.

But he has seen some documentaries and materials on this.

Coupled with the reason for war movies, he also has a certain understanding of the development of guns.

Zhu Zhangui set the original gun used by the Shenji Battalion as a rifled flintlock pistol.

However, it seems that the rifled flintlock pistol may not be used for the time being.

The second-generation gun is a backyard rifle loaded with paper shells.

The reason why copper is not used is not only the process foundation, but also the lack of raw materials.

As for directly replacing it with steel as in later generations, the craftsmanship of the Ming Dynasty cannot achieve that status for the time being.

When Zhu Zhangui invited the Taoist priest to the banquet, Lao He took two things and hurriedly came to the gun research and development department. Initial Update@

"Master Wang, don't have a meeting yet, I have something to look for you!"

Today, Zhu Zhangui came to inspect, and the firearms department did not achieve any results, which made Master Wang, who loves face, a little dull on his face, and felt that he was ashamed of Zhu Zhangui's trust.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the steam engine department had achieved great results, which was like a whip whipping him hard.

After Zhu Zhangui left, he hurriedly called everyone and held a meeting to study how to make a new generation of guns.

As a result, as soon as the meeting started, Lao He hurriedly ran in and interrupted the meeting.

"What's wrong? Is it that His Highness has orders! ”

Seeing Lao He's serious appearance, Master Wang hurriedly greeted him in his heart and asked nervously.

Lao He shook his head.

"Don't ask, go get that concept gun on the counter!"

Although Master Wang was a little curious about what was going on, seeing Lao He's serious appearance, he didn't dare to ask more, turned around and ran to the counter, and took out the concept gun on display.

Taking the concept gun handed over by Master Wang, Lao He quickly commanded.

"I need a master who can draw rifling with precision, and a master who makes bullets with paper shells for concept guns."

Master Wang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned around and called an old craftsman.

The three of them walked into a laboratory, and Lao He took out the bamboo tube and sharp blade and began to explain to the two.

The more the two listened, their eyes brightened, and finally they waved their hands excitedly and began to process the concept gun under Lao He's arrangement.

A morning passed slowly.

The trio scrapped five concept guns before they got a satisfactory result.

The reason why so many scraps were made was because the sharp blade was so sharp that the master who drew the rifling did not control the strength well and scrapped several guns.

"It's okay this time!"

Looking at the gun placed in front of him, he repaired it very smoothly.

The flat 5 bullets also followed Lao He, who had been busy all morning, wiped the sweat on his forehead and asked Master Wang.

Master Wang hesitated for a moment, picked up the gun and bullets and checked them a few times before nodding.

"It should be fine!"

Lao He opened his mouth, and wanted to say that I shouldn't, but it was really not easy to think that it could be done like this in such a short time, so he could only nod approvingly.

Reaching out to take out the walkie-talkie on his body, Lao He fiddled with it a few times and said to the walkie-talkie.

"Your Highness, it's already done, will the old slave send it over, or will you come over!"

Master Wang and the old craftsman scratched their heads suspiciously, not understanding which of the people who were in charge of the crime was stupid, how could they talk to a small box?

But just as the two were about to ask, a voice suddenly came from the small black box in Steward He's hand.

"What's the matter, Your Highness said that he will come over in a while, and let you wait for him at the shooting range."

"Okay Guard Hu, I know, I'll go to the shooting range and wait. @精华\/Shuge*First Update~~"

After determining the experimental site, Lao He received the walkie-talkie into a delicate small bag with a confused expression in a group of people in the Firearms Research Department, took off the sharp blade, carefully put it away, and walked out of the Firearms Department with the gun.

But as soon as one foot stepped out of the door, he looked back suspiciously, and looked at the people in his firearms research department in a daze.

"Look at the ***, let's go!".