Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 45

For Zhang Zhao, this letter from his mother has never been experienced before.

He suddenly thought of his mother before time travel, she was a pungent and careful teacher of a junior high school in the township, who devoted most of her energy to his school and students, so that the relationship between mother and child was relatively weak.

Zhang Zhao never ate a few meals made by his mother since he was a child, and basically settled in the school cafeteria. When he grew up, the conversation between mother and child seemed to be less, and the communication was resolved with a few words on WeChat. .

That's good, at least she should be able to bear the pain of her son's sudden disappearance.

And this letter from Zhang Zhaosheng's mother Song, he read it back and forth many times, and a feeling of not knowing what kind of feeling lingered in Zhang Zhao's heart.

The contents of the letter were very simple. Mrs. Song said that she had not seen her son for five years, and that Governor Shi Cao Yuanzhong, governor of Shazhou, would guarantee Zhang Zhao to go back to Dunhuang so that mother and son could be reunited for a while. And often chant the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" to him.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are all empty, and overcomes all hardships. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and the same is true for thinking and knowing."

Zhang Zhao took out the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" written by Song's hand and recited it non-stop, a kind woman's face flashed in his mind.

"My son, since ancient times, the emperor has been in trouble, and it is difficult for the descendants to have a good death. From now on, you should listen to the words of the loyal man. If you miss your mother, just read my Buddhist scriptures! You must remember that if your mother copies the Buddhist scriptures with you, you will surely die. There is a catastrophe coming, be careful!"

Be careful!Zhang Zhao sighed, and a teardrop suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye.

In fact, he and Song Shi had never met, and the original Zhang Zhao didn't have a deep impression of Song Shi, and even had some resentment.

But at this time, thousands of past events suddenly came to my mind, and the kind face that had long been blurred suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Yang Kongmu looked at Zhang Zhao, whose tears were falling from the corners of his eyes, and was immediately overjoyed. As the confidant of Sha Governor Shi Cao Yuanzhong, the chief officer of the Kongmu Academy who was in charge of the Guiyi Army’s household registration atlas and personnel secrets, he certainly knew what Cao Yuanzhong was up to. .

As long as Zhang Erlang goes to Dunhuang, there will be no escape. The brat dared to be stabbed. The pained master Kongmu almost passed out. You deserve the pain of being cut up!

As for Cao Shishi, he is Cao Yuanzhong's man, and the life and death of Cao Yuande's son cannot be said to be unimportant, but King Tosi doesn't care, so he can only resign himself to fate.

"Horse kite!" Zhang Zhao shouted at the horse kite in the distance with tears in his eyes.

As soon as Yang Kongmu heard the word Ma Yaozi, the chrysanthemum tightened up, but he felt relieved when he looked at Zhang Zhaohong's bright eyes, and he was crying like this. He must be going to Dunhuang, right?

"Hurry up, give Master Kongmu another knife on his right shoulder, how ugly it is! One side is bandaged and the other is not bandaged, it's not coordinated at all." Zhang Zhao said, pointing to Yang Kongmu's uninjured shoulder.

"Mr. Erlang, forgive me!

oops!Kill me too! "

Yang Kong's face was distorted with pain in his eyes, what kind of person is this!Before the tears dried on his face, he was stabbed by someone.

"Yang Kongmu, go back and tell Brother Yuan Zhong to stop making trouble and ask him to send someone from the Cao family to talk to me. If Cao Shishi wants to survive, he must show his sincerity.

A certain person will leave for Khotan ten days later, and if he drags on, what will happen, I really can't guarantee. "

After Zhang Zhao waved his hand, Dunzhu took a four-layer linen cloth and tied it on Yang Kongmu's eyes, and then the deputy of the third team, who had been promoted from a shepherd, picked up the thin Yang Kongmu with one hand. I went down the mountain.

"No! Vomit~! Don't! Vomit!" The smell of sweat and anger that can suffocate people to death, plus Dunzhu deliberately put his shoulders on Yang Kongmu's stomach, and jumped up and down when he went down the mountain, which directly caused Yang Kongmu to fall to the side. He vomited while calling for help, and when he went down the mountain, he probably could have spit out the gall.

. . . .

"Second Cousin! It's burning! It's burning! Hey! It's really burning with just such charcoal, sulfur and ground stones!"

Cao Shisi, whom Zhang Zhao said did not guarantee what would happen, shouted happily when he saw Zhang Zhao come in.

This silly boy!His face was smoky, and the hair on his forehead was almost burnt, but he still enjoyed it, as if he had discovered a new world.

"What kind of ground stone? You don't even know saltpeter? I really doubt what your Cao family has taught your descendants? It's not all about teaching you to worship Buddha and recite scriptures, right?"

Zhang Zhao was speechless, but this was really not an act, he was really taken aback.

The thing Cao Yanming is making now is gunpowder, one of the four famous inventions in Chinese history. As one of the three major weapons of the traverser, Zhang Zhao must of course 'invent' gunpowder, but his invention should be called gunpowder. Improve.

Don't think that gunpowder in the Tang Dynasty is a very rare thing, in fact it is not unusual at all.

When Yang Xingmi attacked Yuzhang in Huainan more than [-] years ago, gunpowder had already been used. Of course, the gunpowder at this time could not be used for blasting because of its insufficient burning speed and weak reaction, but could only be used for arson.

But no matter how you say it, it's an exaggeration for Cao Yanming to be a son of a dignified family who doesn't even know saltpeter!Zhang Zhao stepped forward unceremoniously and grabbed his ear.

"Haven't you read the secrets of the Supreme Sacred Patriarch's golden alchemy? Have you never heard of the essentials of the true essence and wondrous way? Don't you know the method of subduing fire?"

"Oh! It hurts! Cousin, what you said seems to be Taoist classics, right? But our Dunhuang is a Buddhist country! Where can I find Taoist classics?

But if the second cousin can tell the name, there must be one, so quickly bring it for my nephew to observe! "

Damn, forget about this, why can't those eminent monks also learn to make alchemy, at least they can cultivate some talents in chemistry!
Looking at Cao Yanming and Zhang Zhao who looked expectant, he spread his hands, "I've only heard about these so-and-so, where is the book for you to read?"

"Then cousin, you should always remember something, and tell your nephew!"

"I don't remember, I don't know how to read books!" I really don't remember. He, Zhang Zhaoneng, remembered the names of these two Taoist classics. It was given to him by an Ah San who insisted that gunpowder was invented in India when he went abroad to play full-armor fighting. I wrote it down after my anger became internally injured.

He was going to use this as a rebuttal when he was going to meet that silly beep again, so he wrote down the name, and he really didn't read it.

However, Zhang Zhao still remembered the proportion of black powder, 15.00% sulfur, 70.00% charcoal, and [-]% saltpeter.

But the idea was good, and Zhang Zhao realized that it was not an ordinary difficulty when it was implemented.

First of all, he doesn't have precise measuring tools, so the ratio will be inaccurate.

Secondly, the purity of sulfur and saltpeter varies, as does the thickness and degree of carbonization of the charcoal. I know the ratio of black powder, but the things that are mixed are all kinds of strange things.

What's the matter, to mix gunpowder with emotion, you need to make standards for the purity of sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal, but how can Zhang Zhao have the time?He is too busy to accept the hearts of the people under his command now, and has no time for research.

"Uncle, you don't want to understand such a world-famous and manufactured classic? It's a waste of everything!"

Cao Yanming tilted his head, looked at Zhang Zhao with a look that I really despise you, Zhang Zhao was so angry that he kicked his ass directly.

(End of this chapter)