The scorching summer is like a fire.

Peace Place.

Lu's Blacksmith's Shop.

The blazing fire distorted the air, and boiler pedestrians bypassed.

The sound of pounding is endless, with a peculiar and heavy rhythm, walking into the blacksmith shop, there is not much space inside, piles of rough iron on the ground, and all kinds of ironware hanging on the wall.

Swords, guns, swords, axes, and intricate iron parts.

Li Ping'an and the man who struck the iron said: "Master Lu, the time has come, have the four pipes been made?" ”

"Hang it there, go get it yourself."

Master Lu is no more than five feet tall, with muscles coiled all over his body, and the whole person looks like a large round ball as long as horizontal and vertical, and every time he swings the hammer, the muscles and muscles of the whole body will expand and contract rhythmically.

Li Ping'an has practiced martial arts for four years, involving internal and external exercises, and has also seen masters such as Zhigang and Yan Chixiao, and his vision is beyond the ordinary people of the rivers and lakes.

Naturally, he could recognize from the iron-striking posture that Master Lu was cultivating an extremely clever body forging technique.

Removing the tubes from the wall, it was said to be four, but in fact it was two or two spliced twin tubes.

It is more than one foot long, the outer diameter is more than two inches, the pipe wall is about two points, and it weighs at least thirty or forty pounds in the hand.

"This is Darksteel?"

The most important part of the gun is the barrel, first of all, it must be strong enough, otherwise it will be easy to explode if the charge is too large.

Li Ping'an inquired about the blacksmith shop in the capital, and only the Lu family could forge dark iron, and he was skilled enough to make all kinds of delicate parts.

Unlike iron, dark iron is dark in color, extremely heavy, and has a high melting point that is not easy to forge, so it should be a unique element in Li Ping'an's opinion.

"According to your requirements, the hole is drilled by drilling, and the inside is polished without any gaps and defects."

Master Lu was curious about the purpose of casting the four pipes, but he didn't ask, he just wanted to make more iron and earn silver to practice martial arts.

"Three hundred taels."

“……”

Li Ping'an couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, fortunately he said the price in advance, otherwise he would have been unable to pay it with the speed of practice consumption.

In recent months, the Great Toad Qi and Locking Yang Gong have been suspended.

Even if he made three windfalls in a row, he couldn't help but continue to consume after all, and now he only practices two external skills.

Later, he went to several other blacksmith shops, took the butt, trigger, hook, and strip respectively, and returned to the mortuary to assemble a simple pistol.

Since the barrel is too thick, it is more like a hand cannon.

In my previous life, I brushed a lot of videos of plastic to iron, sticking to welding, and three small prison meals a day, and I knew something about flintlock pistols, but I didn't have enough funds to make them into simple arquebuses.

Each hand cannon has two triggers and two arquebuses, corresponding to the left and right barrels.

This is also to prevent blind fire, one shot is not fired, and another shot is fired.

The bullet was a mixture of iron sand poison powder, mixed with a few iron balls, and the power source was homemade black powder, wrapped in strips of paper, with copper sheets at the bottom.

After igniting the gunpowder, a backward thrust is generated to allow the copper plate to lock the ignition hole to increase the forward thrust.

"Don't worry about the power, you can increase the dosage."

"The only flaw is the reload, but four shotguns are preloaded, which is enough to deal with thieves, and I don't plan to use it for war."

"Take the time to try your might out of the city!"

Li Ping'an looked at the two hand cannons, which were nearly two feet tall and stupid, and they were not suitable for hanging on their waists.

In the future, with silver, you will be able to study flint, reduce the size and weight, and carry it with you when you go out, which will greatly improve the degree of safety.

"Self-protection is enough, let's not go out and hang out."

"What's more, you can draw inferences, you can also get two explosives bags, and the thieves will throw them in the yard directly, or ignite them and run out of the hole in the wall."

"Bang! There's no killing or looting......"

The explosives pack is much easier than the gun, and the disadvantage is that it is too wasteful.

The mortuary is not Li Ping'an's property, the land and houses are all owned by the imperial court, and they must be built if they are blown up.

……

In the autumn of the fortieth year of Jianwu.

Autumn.

After a lapse of 21 years, the north won the top prize again.

During the roll call outside the Chengtian Gate, the northern scholars, whether they were in or out, all hid their faces and cried excitedly.

Heaven and earth borrow together!

Emperor Jianwu needs to balance the north and the south, the crown prince needs to support his father, the northern scholars need the approval of the imperial court, and the people in the north need a benchmark.

Su Mingyuan has completely become the number one talent in the north!

Many southern scholars were not convinced, criticized the unfairness of the scientific examination, demanded that the examination papers be made public, and even gathered people outside the Chengtian Gate to make trouble and put pressure on the imperial court.

As a result, without waiting for the yamen to come, the northern scholars rushed them away.

Reading, we can't.

Fights, you guys are far behind.

……

Mortuary.

Quiet and quiet.

Li Ping'an lay on the leisurely chair, carefully wiping the hand gun with an oilcloth, covered with oil film to prolong the service life.

"If you have the last crisis, you don't have to take any risks at all."

Previously, the power of the hand cannon was tested outside the city, and when it was fired within a kilometer, the iron plates were sprayed into a sieve.

Warriors are flesh and blood, and they are no harder than iron plates, and theoretically no one can withstand a close-range shotgun bombardment.

Barely able to carry it, there are explosives bags waiting for them.

"Fortunately, nine out of nine martial artists don't have true qi, otherwise the true qi will be released to protect the body, and the power of the hand cannon is really hard to say."

Li Ping'an's face was overjoyed, and with the hand cannon, most of his fears were finally completely eliminated.

The feeling of life and death is too uncomfortable, and whoever is constantly being killed and robbed will surely have a mental breakdown and become crazy.

Knock knock!

The door rang for a long time, and Shi San's voice came.

"Xiao Anzi opened the door and sent the mat."

Li Ping'an hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, since the corpse collectors all went to Andingfang, the business of the mortuary has plummeted, and it can only be maintained by relying on the support of the prison.

The corpses sent by the jailers are far richer than the oil and water of the homeless people, but unfortunately they are also masters of searching for corpses, and the probability of finding out the goods is not very high.

Shi San dragged the straw mat from the cart and carried the corpse into the mortuary, chatting with each other.

"Isn't Xiao Anzi familiar with Zhuangyuan Gong, why didn't he go to the East Palace to eat?"

Li Ping'an hurriedly shook his head: "That's a rumor on the street, it's just a one-sided relationship, how can we be qualified to be familiar with Wenqu Xing!" ”

A few days ago, the prince held a banquet for Su Mingyuan in the East Palace, and sent invitations to many people, all of whom were friends and old friends at the end of the year.

There are scholars, old farmers in the countryside, and even Chunfeng Lou Oiran to highlight the integrity and quality of the champion Gongda's development and not forgetting the original intention.

This move caused a sensation in the capital, causing discussions in the streets and alleys, and the invited people blew Su Mingyuan into the sky.

Li Ping'an was reluctant to go, and he didn't receive an invitation, so he got the best of both worlds.

"You don't know how to drill into the camp, since you know each other, then come to the door with a thick face and say a few auspicious words to get in."

Shi San said enviously: "It's not for eating and drinking, but to take the opportunity to make contacts." The Lord Prison went to work, and when he came back, he was full of spring breeze, and it was rumored that he had taken the East Palace, and he would be promoted in a few days! ”

"We don't have the skills."

Li Ping'an doesn't have a good impression of the prince, firstly, because of the hatred of the Marquis of Weiyuan, and secondly, in recent years, the movement in the East Palace has become more and more big.

From time to time, literary meetings are held, and celebrities and scholars are invited, which attracts a sensation in the capital.

Your Majesty is not dead!

You can't say this to Shi San, if you don't report it, it's a crime of murder.

Li Ping'an lifted the straw mat, and there was a mutilated corpse lying inside, the criminal law was even more cruel than before, and the whole person became a bag of blood.

"What kind of crime has this guy committed?"

"It's so rich!"