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In the Shuntianfu Yamen, Chang Yao is working, preparing to summarize the recent information and then submit it.
Chang Yao¡¯s handwriting is good, at least much better than Fang Xing¡¯s.
"Master, master!"
While he was checking the materials, someone called in a low voice outside the door. Chang Yao frowned and said, "Come in."
The person who came was none other than Chang Yao's men. As soon as he came in, he ignored Chang Yao's dark face and said anxiously: "Master, we found them!"
Chang Yao said in astonishment: "Who did you find?"
"It's Li Er and the others."
"Snapped!"
The brush in Chang Yao's hand fell on the table, and he asked eagerly: "Where are they now? Why have they been missing these days?"
The visitor said in frustration: "Master, I only found Li Er's clothes and a few bones. If it weren't for the dog tooth necklace around Li Er's neck, I wouldn't have been able to recognize him at all."
Chang Yao took a deep breath and asked with a toothache: "Are there any signs of fighting at the scene?"
"There is nothing. Master, it happened to be a heavy rain in Beiping Mansion that night when Li Er and Li Er disappeared. Even if there are any traces, they are not visible under the rain."
¡°Bang!¡±
Chang Yao slapped the table and said hatefully: "Damn little thief, I'm going to find Mr. Shang."
Shang Dequan is very leisurely at the moment, usually flirting with his concubine at the temporary residence, and going to the workshop on a whim, so when Chang Yao arrived, Shang Dequan happened to be just getting up from his nap.
"What? You said Fang Xing killed your people?"
Shang Dequan asked vaguely while letting his concubine wash his face.
The towel was taken away, revealing a red face, and a red spot on the nose looked a bit ferocious.
Chang Yao said firmly: "Master Shang, you are absolutely right. I originally wanted those two people to scare them and wake them up that night, but I didn't expect that they were killed by him!"
Shang Dequan¡¯s eyes froze and he said quietly: ¡°Is there any evidence for this?¡±
Chang Yao was speechless.
Shang Dequan was furious.
There is no evidence, what are you talking about? Are you here specifically to entertain me?
Seeing Shang Dequan's unkind expression, Chang Yao hurriedly added: "Master Shang, that little thief is ruthless. If we don't get rid of him, I'm worried that it will do something to the great cause of the King of Han if the emperor's grandson has him by his side in the future. It¡¯s in the way!¡±
¡°Tsk!¡±
Shang Dequan couldn't help but sneered: "How can a single person be able to change the world?"
Waved his hand to stop Chang Yao¡¯s defense, Shang Dequan said confidently: ¡°I have laid a big net. If successful, not only can I catch this little fish like Fang Xing, but I can also make the prince and his son disgraced!¡±
"Clang, clang, clang!"
There was a stove and bellows set up in the small courtyard. One blacksmith was sweating profusely and instigating the bellows, while the other held the iron tongs in his hand. After Zhu Fang raised the sledgehammer, he quickly sent the red-hot iron to the chopping block. .
The tubular iron material wrapped around the steel rod was placed in the semicircular groove on the chopping board. In this season when drops of water turned into ice, Zhu Fang was bare-chested and struck with a sledgehammer with flexed muscles.
When the double-rolled gun barrel looked integrated, Zhu Fang put down the sledgehammer and said tiredly: "Okay, we must succeed this time."
Making muskets is very simple in the eyes of future generations, and even some handicraft workshops can easily create them. But in this era of primitive tools and simple conditions, this is really high technology.
The next step is to cut off the excess parts at both ends, and then slowly drill the inner wall of the barrel to the same diameter, and keep it as smooth as possible.
"Can you carve rifling?"
Fang Xing took the processed gun barrel, looked at the dark inner wall, and asked with some itching.
Zhu Fang replied sincerely: "Master, this is difficult, because it is difficult to ensure accuracy during the process of drawing rifling, and the scrap rate is too high."
Under Fang Xing¡¯s teaching, Zhu Fang¡¯s theoretical progress has been rapid.
Fang Xing nodded and sighed: "It's still a problem with the tools!"
He has wanted to build a rifle for a long time. The current muskets are all smoothbore guns, but the accuracy and range of the smoothbore guns are not satisfactory.
The future target is definitely a rifle with rifling carved into the wall of the tube. This is something that history has proven.
But at the moment, I can¡¯t care less.
Fang Xing held the still warm barrel of the gun and said to Zhu Zhanji: "Look, this is double-layer forging."The gun barrel has a thick wall and a uniform quality. Unless it is used by a madman, there will basically be no explosion of the barrel. "
Zhu Zhanji ignored the greedy Ma Su, took the barrel of the gun, picked up the caliper on the table, and measured the dimensions of the inner and outer walls of the barrel somewhat awkwardly.
¡°Very accurate!¡±
Zhu Zhanji looked at the honest-looking Zhu Fang with some surprise, and was very satisfied with this master's craftsmanship.
After Fang Xing saw the accessories on the table, he said, "Assemble them. Let's test the gun today."
The remaining thing is not too complicated, which is to inlay the barrel on the wooden stock and then fix it with something similar to a rivet.
Zhu Zhanji was waiting eagerly, but when he saw that Zhu Fang was still installing a set of devices with unknown functions on it, he couldn't help asking: "Brother Dehua, what is this?"
Fang Xing smiled. After installing it, he took the musket, pulled up the mechanism behind it, and said, "This is an ignition device. You see, this clip can hold a match rope. After pulling it up, the trigger below Control. When the trigger is pulled and the match rope is lowered, the primer will be ignited."
¡°Bang!¡±
Fang Xing made a loud noise from his mouth, and then he officially started testing the gun.
Gunpowder is necessary to test the gun. Zhu Zhanji had already asked for a small amount of gunpowder yesterday, but Fang Xing was not satisfied when he saw the gunpowder, so he processed it himself.
The best formula for black powder will be useless in the future, but it is still the highest technology at this time. And the black powder that Fang Xing configured according to the standard is waiting to appear today.
There are two sets of gunpowder on the table. The one on the left is the standard formula in the Ming Dynasty army, which was brought by Zhu Zhanji. On the right, Fang Xing asked Xin Laoqi to make it. According to the latest formula, it was made into granular form after multiple layers of processes.
First light the match rope, then load it with gunpowder and lead bullets, and stab it with a straight rod.
"try it."
Although Fang Xing wanted to be the first to test the gun, he finally stood on the edge and placed his right hand on his left chest pretending to be unconscious, ready to cover his face at any time.
Zhu Fang held her breath, aimed at the large wooden target placed a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger.
¡°Bang!¡±
After a loud noise, Zhu Fang was almost covered in smoke.
"How about it?"
Zhu Zhanji ran to the target to look at it without waiting for an answer.
¡°The deviation is huge!¡±
On the large wooden target, the lead bullet was at least twenty centimeters away from the red heart, and it was only lightly embedded in the wooden target. There is a reason for Zhu Fang's poor marksmanship, but the main reason is that the power of the gunpowder is not enough. After reaching the end, there is a deviation. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com