Back at the yamen of the Thousand Households, Song Xuan, who had been silent, finally looked sideways at Lu Xiaofeng.

"What do you think, what about the Jiang family's firearms?"

Lu Xiaofeng pondered for a moment, "It's very good, but it's also a threat to the martial artists under the congenital, above the congenital, those artillery muskets or something, basically can't hit people, even if they are lucky, they can't break the true qi of the body." ”

He pondered what Song Xuan meant and continued, "I know what adults are worried about, but to be honest, it's really unnecessary. No matter how powerful a firearm is, it needs to be controlled by a human after all.

For the more powerful warriors, there is no need to deal with firearms head-on, just kill the person who controls them. ”

Hearing him say this, Song Xuan understood why he hadn't heard any news about firearms and the like when he was in the imperial capital.

Even people in the rivers and lakes like Lu Xiaofeng can't look down on something, let alone Xuanyiwei, who has the strongest force value in the whole world.

Xuan Yiwei is not unaware that there is a weapon that is not weak in this world, but I am afraid that he didn't pay attention to it at all.

When the high-level Xuanyi guards felt the need to make a move, they only needed to send a few first-class Xuanyi guards to kill all the troubles.

In the three hundred years since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xuan Yiwei has always handled things like this, and he has long been accustomed to this.

Hua Manlou, who has never spoken much, also rarely said his opinion: "My lord, external force is only external force after all, and the power you have is the foundation!" ”

Song Xuan smiled and nodded slightly, agreeing with his statement.

......

In the gloomy Xuanyi Guard's prison, the air was extremely turbid.

After cleaning up the Jiang family, Song Xuan came directly to the Imperial Prison, and there were some things that he had to interrogate in person.

If he didn't figure out where this so-called technology and civilization came from, he would probably be restless when he meditated and cultivated tonight.

In the torture room, Song Xuanduan sat on the Taishi chair and quietly watched the Xuanyiwei torturers roasting the soldering iron on the scorching fire.

"My lord, you're ready, do you want to start the torture?"

A Xuanyi guard knelt on one knee and asked in a low voice.

Song Xuan waved his hand, "You guys go out first, I'll talk to him alone!" ”

"No!"

Everyone hurriedly walked out of the room, leaving Song Xuan sitting on the chair and Jiang Shouye tied to the pillar.

Song Xuan lifted the red-flushed soldering iron, blew his breath, and said with a smile: "Where is Patriarch Jiang going to start first?" Chest, or face? ”

Jiang Shouye swallowed his saliva, his face was frightened and uneasy, "Song Xuan, Lord Song, you and my Jiang family have no grudges, do you have to do things so desperately?" ”

Song Xuan stepped forward, the soldering iron in his hand was close to Jiang Shouye's face, "You know what I'm going to ask, say it yourself, and this official will give you a good time!" ”

"What do you want to ask about firearms?"

"Or else? Do you still ask how many concubines you have married? ”

Jiang Shouye was silent for a moment, "I don't know much about firearms, these are all things that my eldest son got out of a study tour ten years ago and came back. ”

"That's ....."

Song Xuan smiled noncommittally, and the hot and red soldering iron at the front end of his hand was attached to his face.

Then, there was a fierce roar like a pig.

"Useless waste!"

Throwing the soldering iron on the ground, Song Xuan came to the cell where Jiang Shouye's eldest son was being held.

As soon as he walked into the cell, the eldest son of the Jiang family, who looked a little tired, stared at him directly.

"My cowardly and incompetent father pushed everything on me, right?"

"Yes!" Song Xuan looked at the man who was nearly thirty years old with a smile, "Your name is Jiang Chen, right?" I like to talk to smart people, and you look so much smarter than your shit! ”

Jiang Chen smiled miserably: "What kind of smart person am I, if I am really smart, I should have left the Jiang family early." If it weren't for my ignorant and arrogant father who sent someone to assassinate you, the Jiang family would not have today's catastrophe. ”

Song Xuan raised his hand and made a move, and a chair flew in front of him, he sat on it with Erlang's legs crossed, and said with a light smile: "Your father and son's grievances and hatred are not interested.

Tell me, how did you get your hands on those firearms, and where did your incompetent father get the words technology and civilization that came from? ”

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment and slowly spoke.

"The Great Zhou Dynasty established the country with martial arts, as a citizen of the Great Zhou, my dream since childhood is to practice martial arts and become a chivalrous hero.

But it's a pity that I haven't made any achievements in martial arts since I was a child, and I have found many famous teachers to guide me, but they all give an evaluation that I have no talent for martial arts.

There was no way out for martial arts training, so I could only study literature and take the road of imperial examinations.

When I was twenty years old, I failed the first imperial examination, so I left home with my family guards and went out for a walk.

This walk, I didn't know that I walked tens of thousands of miles around and around to the northern boundary of Mingzhou.

The place in the Northern Regions, in the eyes of most people in Mingzhou, is a foreign barbarian land, although it is the territory of the Great Zhou, but the imperial court has never paid much attention to the bitter cold land over there, as long as the annual tax is in hand, the imperial court basically has a free-range attitude here.

The people there look strange, red, golden, yellow, all of them, most of them have fair complexions, large pores, and bad body odors, when I first saw these people, I smelled their smell and vomited directly. ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile, "These white races, their body structure is different from that of normal Great Zhou people, the meridians in their bodies are incomplete, and they can't cultivate martial arts at all.

Therefore, they have always been reassured by the imperial court, a group that cannot cultivate martial arts, even if they want to rebel, they can easily suppress it by sending a few warriors!

I spent some time in the northern regions, but after coming into contact with the people there for a while, I realized that although they could not practice martial arts, they were also extraordinary.

Perhaps it was precisely because they could not practice martial arts that they put more energy into studying external forces.

Gunpowder has been available in the Great Zhou Dynasty for a long time, but it has always been used to set off fireworks for viewing, and after it was spread to the Northern Regions, the so-called barbarians used them to make artillery and muskets.

In addition, they also came up with theories such as physics, chemistry, astronomy, and other theories, and the words of science and civilization that adults care about come from there.

I stayed there for many years, met a lot of people, and learned a lot of things, and the muskets and artillery that adults saw in Jiang's house were the techniques I learned from there.

After returning to the Jiang family, with the help of my family's financial resources and manpower, it didn't take me a few years to build a firearms team.

My father was very excited when he saw the power of firearms, and thought that the Jiang family belonged to the Mandate of Heaven......"