"Well, who's to say it's not! My mother was sick, and asked someone to pass the word, but there was not even a trace of news, this is almost the New Year's Festival, and this year's silver has not been sent home, and I don't know if something has happened? Zhang Dazhui let out a long sigh and put down the iron-striking tools: "Looking at Xiao Langjun's extraordinary background, can you know why this person who has entered the weapons prison can't even return home?" ”

Why?

Naturally, it's for secrecy.

Cai Yan was relieved, comforted Zhang Dazhui a few words, and left with Zhenghai.

"Lang Jun, what should we do next?" Zhenghai said with some doubts: "Haven't the officials rarely asked the ordnance supervisor in recent years? How can we replenish the soldiers from the people? ”

"You go to find Shen Yue and ask him to secretly arrest these blacksmiths and send them to the east courtyard of Emperor Mingde." The silk handkerchief in Cai's hand unfolded, revealing the names of several blacksmith shops.

"Hey, Lang Jun, when did you write this?" Zhenghai has been following Cai Ying, running so many shops, and he didn't see Cai Yan writing at all.

"Sledgehammer?" Zhenghai was stunned, isn't this the blacksmith just now?

"Didn't he say he couldn't fight? Why did Lang Jun arrest him? ”

"It's not that he can't fight, he's afraid that he will be caught in the ordnance prison like his brother." Cai Yan let out a long sigh: "Let Shen Yue settle things properly, and don't let outsiders know." ”

Properly placed?

These blacksmiths are people in the capital, and they basically have family members, unless they are also arrested.

"Then catch it, don't hurt anyone!" Cai Yan thought for a while: "You let Zhengxi pay a high price to buy a few iron stoves and secretly send them to the East Courtyard." ”

"Yes, little one understands!" Zhenghai got the order, turned around and walked away quickly.

In the warm winter sun, a large carriage was parked in front of several blacksmith shops in Beijing, and the master of the blacksmith shop was politely invited to the carriage by the people in the carriage.

After a short time, the "blacksmith master" would get out of the carriage and enter the blacksmith's shop to continue the blacksmithing, until the evening, when the ladies of each family had prepared a meal to summon the people, only to find that their men/sons had been changed, and before they could react, all the people in the family were loaded into the carriage and transported to an anonymous village.

Because the blacksmith shops were too far apart, the whole family was taken away, the doors and windows were closed, and there were signs to go out, but no one found out what happened to the people in these shops.

In the east courtyard of Genyue, in a separate courtyard, several blacksmiths looked at the familiar objects in front of them, and they were about to collapse.

Especially Zhang Dazhui, his mother is seriously ill, his daughter-in-law is weak, and being frightened like this may scare people's lives!

He was shocked and angry, and the first time he saw Cai Ying, he pounced, and shouted angrily: "You thief, I will kill you!" ”

Naturally, he didn't have a chance to pounce on Cai Ying.

Zhenghai quickly blocked in front of Cai Ying, and with only one hand, he pressed Zhang Da Hammer back to the pillar: "Zhang Dalang is slow, my family Lang Jun has something to say!" ”

"I knew it was you, you walked on the front foot, and the bandit on the back foot came to the door!" Zhang Dazhui was red-eyed, and struggled desperately: "I told you, I can't fight, I can't fight!" You tied me up, I still said the same thing, I can't fight, I just can't fight! ”

"Zhang Dalang, are you afraid that you will be caught in the ordnance prison, and you will no longer be able to take care of your old mother in the future, right?" Cai Yan waved his hand and let Zhenghai let go of the sledgehammer: "You help me make the things on these three drawings, how about I wrap your mother's ginseng for three months?" ”

Zhang Dazhui's mother is seriously ill and needs to have ginseng and ginseng soup every day to continue her life.

Even if he is a blacksmith and has earned half his life of iron, he will not be able to buy ginseng for many days.

Previously, Zhang Erhammer would come back a little bit of silver every once in a while, and he would still be able to hang half a life for his mother, but now he has not come back with a little silver for many days, and his mother's ginseng soup has long been broken, and only a few pieces of ginseng are left, and one contains it for more than ten days, and he is about to die.

"What you say is true!" Zhang Dazhui's eyes were red: "But she was originally weak, and she was so frightened by you, if she didn't scare to death, it would be a long life......"

"Zhang Dalang, don't worry, your mother heard that you are going to make a greenhouse for a large business, and you can get more than 100 wages, and she is happy in her heart, the ginseng soup has been drunk, and the ginseng is still a hundred years old." Zhao Fujin turned in from outside the door, looked at several blacksmiths in the house, and introduced himself: "I am Emperor Mingde, I invite you here today by means, just to make a rare thing, once it is done, each person will be rewarded with three hundred taels of silver!" ”

Emperor Mingde?

Where have blacksmiths ever seen such a noble and beautiful woman?

For a moment, they felt that the light she brought in was dazzling, and they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at it again.

It's just that the number of three hundred taels is really attractive, and it makes their hearts beat wildly.

Although their income as blacksmiths is higher than that of other manual work, it is only higher, and sometimes they can get five or six taels of silver after ten days and half a month of fighting, which is the benevolence of the master's family.

This time, it was three hundred taels at once, enough for a family to live in Beijing for two or three years!

Only one craftsman was not dazzled by the heavy gold and beauty, and said in a low voice: "This drawing is indeed cumbersome, and it is not that we deliberately shirk it." ”

The size is small and complex, and some important parts are required not to be welded, which is the heavenly immortals, and they dare not guarantee that they can be made.

"Don't worry, as long as you do what I say, you can definitely do it." Cai Yan smiled slightly: "Today, you put these stoves and other things in order, and then rest for one night, starting tomorrow, I will eat and live with you, and ensure that you will be able to complete your respective tasks in less than ten days!" ”

The craftsmen looked at Cai Yan suspiciously, this little Langjun knew at a glance that he was from a rich and noble family, would he understand their blacksmith work?

Zhao Fujin thought that Cai Yan was appeasing the blacksmiths, and when he left the East Courtyard, he said to Cai Ying: "I was negligent, and I forgot to give you the iron-smelting process." ”

"Where does the emperor have an iron-smelting process? That's even better! Cai Yan was overjoyed: "The emperor may be sent to the East Courtyard tomorrow?" ”

"Are you really planning to stay in the East Courtyard?" Zhao Fujin said: "The conditions here are very simple, the weather is cold, I'm afraid Cai Yunjun can't stand this pain." ”

"What kind of suffering is this, when I was in the old mansion, the house was full of wind, rain and snow, didn't my mother and I come over?" Cai Yan smiled: "Don't worry, I will make things as soon as possible." ”

"It's just, what the hell is this thing? Why did Emperor Ji think that with this thing, he could collect the weapons and control them into his own hands? Cai Yan held this question for a day, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"This is a front smoothbore rifle, which can fire gunpowder, with a range of about one hundred and fifty meters, it can easily shoot through armor and shields, it is light to use, the manufacturing cost is low, and the person who uses it can easily get started even if he does not have eighteen kinds of martial arts." Zhao Fujin let out a long sigh when he said this: "It's a pity, the current level of the national dynasty is not enough to make more powerful hot weapons, otherwise, I would like to cross the Suifa gun to do something else."

After all, the accuracy of the firing was worrisome, and the firing time was limited. ”