Steam Daming: Stop calling me to supervise the country

Chapter 72

"Wan households?" Zhu Zhanchang was stunned.

"Your Highness should have heard of this person."

Zhu Zhanqian naturally knew that there were people written in textbooks who wanted to fly into the sky with fireworks, rockets and kites, but the person who was killed in the explosion was called "World Aerospace No. 1".

But in this era, Wanhu has become the object of ridicule. No one thinks that people can fly. Flying is out of reach for humans. Only gods can do it. end.

But compared to those who mocked on the ground wantonly, Wan Hu died in the air even if he died, in the sky he yearned for.

Those who dare to be the first and pioneers should be admired.

Zheng He sighed and said: "Wanhu was good at making firearms and his skills were superb. He was commended by Emperor Taizu. Although he died, his grandson inherited his mantle. The idea of ​​making firearms was very advanced, but it was also very popular. Exclusion, coupled with this person's eccentric temperament, so he lives in isolation."

Zhu Zhanchang admired Wan Hu very much, so he said, "Are you free to take me to see you?"

"Of course, his house is right by the river, but he doesn't know if others are there now."

Walking along the river, there is a lonely house on the hill by the river, standing alone, seemingly abandoned by the world in this corner.

The house is also very simple, and any gust of wind seems to blow it away.

Tao Chengdao changed his name to Wanhu because Zhu Yuanzhang sealed it. It stands to reason that even if he dies, his rich family can benefit his descendants.

As soon as I approached, I could smell the fragrance of wine, and the smell of alcohol in the house.

Zheng He knocked on the door and found that the door was closed, and he opened it with a light knock.

The shabby house didn't look like it could live in at all. On the thatched bed, a middle-aged man with shaggy beard and disheveled hair was lying down and sleeping.

The snoring was loud, and Zheng He's men stepped forward and shook the middle-aged man.

The hangover man was shaken awake with a splitting headache. He patted his head and hiccupped. This smell was really not good.

"Aka." Zheng He waved his hand with slight disgust to disperse the smell, and called out the man's name.

The man clearly saw the people in front of him who were busy laughing: "Oh, Lord Zheng He, there are some who are far away and some who are far away."

Zheng He introduced to Zhu Zhanchang: "This is Tao Ka, the grandson of Tao Chengdao. Akka is the fifth son of the current prince, and he is not polite."

"Taoka has seen the Fifth Highness." Taoka still saluted with a smile on his face.

Zhu Zhanchang didn't beat around the bush: "Are you good at firearms?"

"It's all fur skills."

At this time, Zhu Zhanchang noticed a firearm on the table. It was a firearm. It was widely manufactured in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasty. Now the Shenji Camp of the Ming Dynasty has widely installed firearms.

Compared with the fire guns of the Yuan Dynasty, the fire guns of the Ming Dynasty have been improved and the gunpowder is greatly reduced, and the range is also increased.

A group of 2 people fires, one is responsible for the bracket and aiming, and the other is responsible for ignition and shooting, and the range can reach more than [-] meters.

The guns in Taoka's room are obviously smaller than those in the Shenji Camp, and they have a handle similar to a modern pistol. This thing should be called a kidnapper, which means a pistol.

Zhu Zhanchang reached for it, but Taoka hurriedly stopped him: "Your Highness, there is gunpowder in it, so be careful."

"Did you do this yourself?"

"Yes, it was made by Caomin, hiccup." While speaking, Taoka hiccupped again, the smell was really unpleasant.

"Go outside and try to show me."

The group came out of the house, and Taoka lit the gunpowder towards the river and fired a shot.

With a bang, the kidnapper was fired. After seeing it, Zheng He said, "This gun is small, but its power is not as good as the one in the Shenji battalion, and its range is much shorter."

But as soon as Zheng He finished speaking, the second bang sounded again.

Everyone was surprised, this kidnapper can fire in bursts, followed by another bang, three bursts.

It's just that every launch has to ignite Mars once, not really continuous launches.

Taoka said proudly: "This kidnapper gun was developed by me. It can be operated by one person and can be loaded with three rounds. Although the power is not as powerful as the fire gun in the army, it is more than twice as light."

"The idea is very good, the name is a bit ugly, kidnapper, why don't you call it a pistol in the future." Zhu Zhanchang seemed to sense the bloodline of the old Zhu family who liked to change names, and changed the name for the kidnapper.

"Pistol, that's a good name." Tauka is very happy that someone appreciates his work.

Zhu Zhanchang also knew that Taoka was indeed someone with some ideas, but he didn't know much about it now, so he wasn't sure whether he was a useful person or not.

"Taoka, where do you work now?"

"No position." Taoka was a little embarrassed.

Zheng He then said, "The Tao family is rich, but in order to prove that his grandfather was right, Tao Ka's father spent a huge amount of money to make rockets and wanted to fly into the sky. In the end, the workshop exploded and his father died."

Speaking of his life, Taoka lowered his head, his childhood wealth and his current downfall made him wonder how many people had ridiculed him.

His grandfather and his father's dreams were ridiculed by others, and he also kept his dreams in his heart.

Now he is also ready to accept the ridicule of the noble man in front of him. He is used to it. When people hear his grandfather's name, they can't help but think of the joke of flying to the sky and being bombed to death.

"Do you still want to fly?" Zhu Zhanchang looked at the river and asked slowly.

"Ah?" Taoka didn't respond for a while.

"Do you still want to fly?"

Zhu Zhanchang asked again, and Taoka also confirmed that Zhu Zhanchang was indeed asking this question.

He was stunned. In the end, he wanted to answer yes, but his answer brought him a lot of ridicule.

He had experienced the feeling of being ridiculed and trampled under his feet countless times. He wanted to argue, but the tragic death of his grandfather and father was a fact, and it was impossible for people to fly into the sky.

Humans have no wings, they are not gods, how can they fly?

He hesitated, the wind and cold by the river made his unkempt hair cover his face, and the rustling voice beat him.

Finally the man said, "Yes, I want to fly."

It's nothing but ridicule, it's nothing but ridicule, just like this turbulent river rushing in, I'll take it all, this is my dream, and I stay true to my heart.

"Okay, I support you."

"This world is not short of silent people who do nothing, and there is no shortage of people who hide behind their backs and utter harsh ridicules. What is lacking are those who dare to explore like Wanhu. Some people conquer the sea, and some people have to conquer the sky, and the vast sky is also My soil."

The youthful voice of the young man entered Taoka's ears, his dead eyes shone with light, and he looked at the young man in Chinese clothing in surprise and disbelief.

At this moment, the young man in front of him is really handsome.

The young man walked forward slowly and pointed to the big river: "Jiangchuan Huhai, it is my Daming Jianghai."

He pointed to the sky again: "This sky hanging high on the top must also be my bright sky."

　Thanks to CJ2000 for the tip.

　　There is actually quite a lot of debate about whether Zheng He's voyage to the West is a profit or a loss. I have checked a lot of information and read a lot of opinions. If you have different opinions, please feel free to comment. Thank you for your liking.
　　
　
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