Chapter Twenty-Three: Let Your Disciples Come Together

Tang Xueer found that Chen Changfeng had become different from before.

Chen Changfeng in front of him was domineering and confident.

Chen Changfeng, who used to be submissive in front of him, is gone.

But Tang Xueer likes Chen Changfeng more now.

"You are really thick-skinned, but you offended the second prince today, and you also snatched the third prince's subordinate Xu Fuzi, they will definitely join forces against you in the future."

"Aren't you worried?" Tang Xue'er looked at Chen Changfeng and asked.

This is an inevitable result.

Chen Changfeng has now had a dazzling performance, and the emperor is afraid that he will be surprised by Chen Changfeng's change.

But at the same time, the second prince and the third prince will also get serious.

They have always coveted Chen Changfeng's position as the crown prince, and in the past, Chen Changfeng was shown as a waste, and was abolished by the emperor In the eyes of the two princes, it is only a matter of time.

But what is the situation with Chen Changfeng now.

Although it was only a couplet, he actually defeated the second prince, or twice.

and snatched Xu Fuzi over.

It can be expected that the second prince and the third prince will definitely abandon their previous suspicions and deal with Chen Changfeng together.

"What is there to worry about, they dare to reach out and cut it off."

"Moreover, the struggle for power has always been a life-and-death contest, if I continue to be decadent, sooner or later I will die in their hands." Chen Changfeng said lightly.

Tang Xue'er looked at Chen Changfeng and saw a strong confidence in his eyes.

……

Early the next morning, Chen Changfeng found Xu Fuzi.

"What's the matter with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Xu Fuzi was disturbed by Chen Changfeng, and his expression was a little unsightly.

Although he followed Chen Changfeng to the East Palace, it was only because of the drawings that Chen Changfeng gave him.

Now that Xu Fuzi is studying this thing, he is being disturbed by Chen Changfeng, and he is naturally not very happy.

"I came today to ask Master Xu to help build a weapon." Chen Changfeng said.

He invited Master Xu over, with the original intention of asking him to build a life-saving weapon for himself.

The crossbow drawings given to Xu Fuzi before were just to attract Xu Fuzi's attention.

"Crafting weapons?" Xu Fuzi hesitated slightly, looked at the bow and crossbow drawings on the table, and then nodded: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can have such drawings to hand over to the old man, and the old man will also inherit the love of His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"What kind of weapon does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince want to build, although he opened his mouth, the old man didn't dare to say anything else, the sharpness level is definitely not behind the top ten in the world."

Chen Changfeng nodded, he knew that Xu Fuzi was a master caster, but the weapon he needed Xu Fuzi to help build today was not a cold weapon.

"I'll give it to Master Xu, you can draw the drawings now." Chen Changfeng said.

"Draw it now?" Xu Fuzi was stunned.

Chen Changfeng's drawings of his repeater already made Xu Fuzi feel incredible.

Now Chen Changfeng actually said that he wanted to draw a new weapon drawing in front of him?

This...... This guy ...... Really?

Xu Fuzi didn't speak, but looked Chen Changfeng up and down with his eyes.

Obviously, he still doubted Chen Changfeng's ability.

Chen Changfeng didn't explain, he brought a pen and paper from the side, and then drew a picture of the structure of the weapon on the paper.

Xu Fuzi kept staring at Chen Changfeng's drawing.

Xu Fuzi felt extremely incredible.

Chen Changfeng sketched the figure on the paper, the straight line is a straight line, the curve is a curve, and the length is written on it with a stroke of the hand.

Xu Fuzi secretly compared in his heart, and found that the length that Chen Changfeng wrote down casually was completely consistent with what he could only see after so many years of experience.

Not a penny, not a penny.

"Too ......"

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, Prince, you continue." Xu Fuzi now uses an honorific title for Chen Changfeng.

He didn't understand why it was rumored that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was a waste.

As far as Chen Changfeng's level of drawing is concerned, he has surpassed the disciples he has taught for thirty years.

Is this really what other people call a waste prince?

Xu Fuzi's heart was surging, and his eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at Chen Changfeng.

"Okay, there are a lot of details, Master Xu, take a look, if you don't know anything, you can tell me." After a stick of incense, Chen Changfeng finally put down the pen.

The drawings on the table were already half-stacked.

Xu Fuzi was stunned, he was still immersed in Chen Changfeng's wonderful painting skills.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and his eyes fell on the drawings on the table.

"What is this weapon, which is three feet long, without a blade, and not like a stick?" Xu Fuzi flipped through a few drawings.

He swore he had never seen such a weapon in his life.

It was as long as a sword, and had no blade, but was round like a stick, with a hole in the middle.

"This thing is called a shotgun, and in addition, this drawing Xu Fuzi sees, this is a shotgun, if it is convenient, it will be made with me." Chen Changfeng said, pulling out another drawing.

"What is this?" Xu Fuzi pointed to the things on the drawing.

"This is a magazine, a shotgun." Chen Changfeng explained.

What Chen Changfeng needed Xu Fuzi to build for himself was a shotgun.

Despite their short range, shotguns are invincible in melee combat, making them especially effective against close-range attacks such as assassination.

The shotgun is also known as the gun of equality, and if you are hit by a shotgun, 99% of them will die.

As a former captain of the special brigade, Chen Changfeng's first choice was a shotgun.

If Xu Fuzi can build it, Chen Changfeng plans to build a shotgun guard at that time.

Those who dare to argue with themselves will all give a shuttle to the special ones.

Xu Fuzi didn't know how powerful this thing was, but since he promised to make weapons for Chen Changfeng, he would do his best.

After reading all the drawings, he asked Chen Changfeng what he didn't understand, and a morning passed quietly.

"If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the old man would really have found it hard to believe that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would have such a great talent."

"If you only look at the quality of this drawing, the old man doesn't dare to accept the false name of the world's first casting master."

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince specializes in this path, within three years, he will become the world's number one casting master." Xu Fuzi looked at Chen Changfeng with a hint of respect in his eyes.

Xu Fuzi is not flattering.

With his status, who can afford his sycophancy.

But in the face of Chen Changfeng today, he really thinks so.

There is even a feeling of passing the mantle to Chen Changfeng, but he feels that he is not worthy.

This made Xu Fuzi a little frustrated.

I studied something all my life, but in the end I found that I was not as good as a teenager.

"Master Xu laughed, Master Xu is a great talent, if Master Xu can't cast it, no matter how good my drawings are, it's useless."

"By the way, Master Xu is sure, how long will it take to make it?" Chen Changfeng said with a smile.

Xu Fuzi's expression was constricted, his eyes fell on the drawings, his brows furrowed, and he was silent for a moment before he said slowly: "The first time I make it, it will definitely be a little slower, but there are some things I can let my disciples make, it will take about ten days, and the success rate is eighty." ”

With Master Xu's answer, Chen Changfeng was in a good mood.

Ten days later, he would have a life-saving weapon like a shotgun.

"By the way, Master Xu, if you let your disciples make it, will the third prince know, I don't want to pass this thing on yet." Chen Changfeng suddenly remembered this.

The shotgun is something that saves his life, and it is absolutely impossible for the third prince to know.

"This ......"

"Can Master Xu think of a way to let all your disciples come over together?"

"Master Xu, don't worry, I will give them all the benefits before." Chen Changfeng said, with a sincere smile on his face.