In the Shuntian Mansion, Chang Yao was working, preparing to summarize the latest information and report it.
Chang Yao's handwriting is good, at least it is much better than Fang Xing.
"Master, master!"
was checking the materials, but someone outside the door was whispering to the door, Chang Yao frowned and said, "Come in." ” The person who came was Chang Yao's subordinate, and as soon as he came in, he ignored Chang Yao's black face and said hurriedly: "Master, I found them!"
” Chang Yao was stunned and said, "Who have you found?"
” "It's Li Er, them."
"Smack!"
The brush in Chang Yao's hand fell to the table, and he asked eagerly, "Where are they at the moment?"
Why are you missing all these days?
” The person who came said dejectedly: "Master, I only found Li Er's clothes and a few bones.
If it weren't for the dogtooth necklace around Li Er's neck, he wouldn't have recognized it at all. ” Chang Yao took a deep breath and asked with a toothache, "Are there any traces of a fight at the scene?"
” "Nothing.
Master, on the night Li Er and the two disappeared, it happened to rain heavily in Beiping Mansion, and even if there were any traces, they could not be obtained under the rain. ” "Bang!"
Chang Yao slapped the table and said hatefully: "Damn thief, I'll go find Master Shang." ” Shang Dequan is very leisurely at the moment, usually flirting with his concubine in the temporary station, and going to the workshop to see it on a whim, so when Chang Yao arrived, Shang Dequan happened to have just gotten up from a nap.
"What?
You said Fang Xing killed your people?
” Shang Dequan asked vaguely while letting the concubine wash his face.
The towel was removed, revealing a reddened face and a red spot on the nose that looked a little hideous.
Chang Yao said firmly: "Lord Shang, it's absolutely right, I wanted those two people to scare Fang Xing that night, but I didn't expect to be killed by him!"
” Shang Dequan's eyes froze, and he said faintly: "Is there any evidence for this?"
” Chang Yao was speechless.
Shang Dequan was furious.
There's no evidence to say it!
Are you here to entertain me?
Seeing Shang Dequan's unkind face, Chang Yao hurriedly added: "Lord Shang, that little thief is ruthless, if you don't get rid of him, if the imperial grandson has him by his side in the future, I am afraid that it will hinder the great cause of the King of Han!"
” "Whew!"
Shang Dequan couldn't help but sneer: "Can a person still turn the sky upside down?"
” Waving his hand to stop Chang Yao's defense, Shang Dequan said confidently: "I have already laid a big net, if I succeed, not only can I catch Fang Xing, this little fish, but also make the prince's father and son disgraced!"
” "Bell, bell!"
There was a stove and bellows in the small courtyard, and one blacksmith was sweating profusely agitating the bellows, while the other was holding the iron tongs in his hand, and after Zhu Fang raised the sledgehammer, he quickly sent the red-hot iron to the cutting board.
The tubular iron wrapped around the steel rod was placed in a semicircular groove on the cutting board, and Zhu Fang was bare-chested and swung with a sledgehammer in this season when the water turned into ice.
When the barrel that had been rolled into two layers looked seamless from the outside, Zhu Fang put down the sledgehammer and said tiredly: "Okay, this time it must be successful." ” Making muskets seemed easy to later generations and could be easily made in some workshops.
But in this era of primitive tools and poor conditions, this is really high-tech.
The next step is to cut off the excess parts of the two ends, and then slowly drill the inner wall of the barrel to the same diameter, and keep it as smooth as possible.
"Can you depict rifling?"
Fang Xing took the processed barrel, looked at the dark inner wall, and asked with some itching.
Zhu Fang replied sincerely: "Young master, this is very difficult, because it is difficult to ensure accuracy in the process of outlining rifling, and the scrap rate is too high. ” Under Fang Xing's teaching, Zhu Fang's theoretical progress is simply a day by day.
Fang Xing nodded and sighed: "It's still a problem with tools!"
” He's been wanting 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.
And the goal of the future must be a rifled rifle carved into the pipe wall, which history has proven.
But at the moment, I can't take care of it.
Fang Xing took the barrel that still had residual temperature and said to Zhu Zhanji: "Look at it, this is a double-layer forged barrel, the wall of the barrel is thick, and the quality is uniform, unless it is used by a madman, there will basically be no explosion." ” Zhu Zhanji ignored the greedy Ma Su, took the barrel, picked up the caliper on the table, and measured the size of the inner and outer walls of the barrel a little jerky.
"It's accurate!"
Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Fang with a simple face with some surprise, and was very satisfied with the craftsmanship of this family.
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After Fang Xing saw the accessories on the table, he said, "Assemble it, let's test the gun today." ” The rest is not complicated, it is to inlay the barrel on a wooden butt, and then fix it with a beaten, rivet-like thing.
Zhu Zhanji waited a little eagerly, but when he saw that Zhu Fang was still installing a set of devices that didn't know how to function, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Dehua, what is this?"
” Fang Xing smiled, and after it was loaded, he took the musket, pulled up the mechanism behind it, and said, "This is an ignition device, you see, this clamp can hold a fire rope."
Once wrenched, it is controlled by the trigger below.
When the trigger is pulled down and the fire rope is lowered, the primer is ignited. ” "Bang!"
Fang Xing let out a pop in his mouth, and then officially started the test gun.
There must be gunpowder for the test gun, and Zhu Zhanji had already asked for a small amount of gunpowder yesterday, but Fang Xing was not satisfied with the gunpowder after seeing it, so he processed it himself.
The best recipe for black powder will be rotten in the future, but it is still the most high-tech at this time.
And Fang Xing's black powder configured according to the standard is waiting to appear today.
There were two copies of gunpowder on the table, and the one on the left was the standard formula in the Ming army, which Zhu Zhanji brought.
On the right, Fang Xing asked Xin Laoqi to do it, and according to the latest formula, it was made into granules after a multi-layer process.
The fire rope is lit first, then gunpowder and buckshot are loaded, and the whole strip is pierced.
"Give it a try."
Although Fang Xing wanted to be the first to test the gun, he finally stood on the side, and his right hand pretended to be unconsciously placed on his left chest, ready to block his face at any time.
Zhu Fang suppressed his breath, aimed at the oversized wooden target that was placed a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
After a bang, Zhu Fang was almost covered in smoke.
"How?"
Zhu Zhanji didn't wait for an answer, and ran to the target to take a look.
"It's a big deviation!"
On the large wooden target, the lead bullet is at least twenty centimeters away from the red heart, and it is only shallow on the wooden target.
There are reasons why Zhu Fang's marksmanship is not good, but the main reason is that the power of gunpowder is not enough, and after reaching the end, there will be deviations.