Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 59 Father and Son
In Wang Wenzuo's view, this is more called a Liannu. Compared with the so-called "Zhuge Liannu" restored in my country, this bow combines the advantages of the Greek belly crossbow and the Chinese crossbow (God Arm Bow). The vertical grip (not the horizontal grip of the crossbow) greatly increases the density of firepower on the front and enhances the power (the length of the saw and crossbow arm is longer than that of the horizontal grip). It basically fully inherits the advantages of the bow, and it can be added After sliding the crossbow arm, the advantage of random waiting for firing of the crossbow is also maintained, and the semi-automatic firing function is realized with the arrow slot.The fly in the ointment is that the power source of this thing still comes from human muscles, and manpower is sometimes poor. If you use a strong bow to continuously fire soldiers, your physical energy will soon be exhausted, and you can't do it like a gun.In addition, there are several parts in this crossbow that require high craftsmanship. If there are not two coppersmiths who specialize in making Buddha statues and niches in Chai Chuanzha, this kind of crossbow may only stay in Wang Wenzuo's mind. .

Wang Wenzuo rested for a while, and re-tested several times, and finally confirmed that this continuous launch device basically met his requirements, but the weight exceeded the standard, and further improvement was needed.He went back to the desk and told Sancho: "Sancho, go and get ten bolts of silk and give it to the two coppersmiths. Send some soldiers to keep a close watch on them and don't let them escape. I want to take them back to Sibi City."

In the backyard of Liu Pingji's house, there is an old maple tree, covering a pool of black and cold water.The white-brown branches are like dry bones, and the leaves are dark red, like countless blood-stained palms.This tree is so old, much older than Chai Chuan Zha, it once witnessed the first group of Fuyu people migrating from the mainland to dig the first shovel of soil and erect the first wooden stake here; Witnessing the growing village, the population multiplication, and the heightening of barriers, just as it witnessed the Tang Dynasty conquering it and becoming the new owner of Chaichuanzha.

Liu Pingji found his father under the tree. He sat quietly on the moss-covered boulder, with ten silk cloths on his right hand, staring at the deep pool as dark as night.

"Grandfather! I heard that Tang people are coming!"

Liu Chongguang raised his head and looked at his son: "Yes, I brought ten bolts of silk!" His voice was a little hoarse: "Pingji, sit down!"

"It's so beautiful!" Liu Pingji sat down beside his father, and gently stroked the silk cloth twice: "The general of the Tang people is so generous, he rewarded us with ten pieces of silk in one fell swoop, which is much better than the temple!"

Liu Chongguang glanced at his son sadly. He was still young after all, and he didn't understand that the Buddha put a price on everything in the world.He sighed: "Our Liu family is a craftsman who has served the temple for generations. We cast Buddha statues, make Buddhist niches, build stone pagodas, and build corridors. Every drop of sweat shed will become a good fruit in the next life. What about the measure of rewards. The Buddhist scriptures say: "The three realms are not safe, like a house on fire, full of suffering, very terrifying, and often worry about birth, old age, sickness and death, such as waiting for the fire, it will never stop!" Isn't it right for today's troubled times? Blessed people like your majesty and ministers cannot escape impermanence, shouldn't we humble people be more careful and pray to the Buddha for atonement?"

"Grandpa said yes!" Liu Pingji nodded in a daze: "But we are only making a few copper pieces, so there is no need for atonement, right?"

"What good things will General Tang ask us to do? The left and right are just murderers!" Liu Chongguang snorted coldly: "Didn't you notice when you came in just now? There are soldiers at the front door and the back door, and they are guards." our!"

"Who guarded us?" Liu Pingji didn't care at first, but when he heard his father say that soldiers from the Tang Dynasty were guarding him, he was frightened: "Could it be that he wants to kill us?"

"That's not enough!" Liu Chongguang picked up a dead leaf and sighed: "Did you forget what the Tang people did in the capital? If they want to kill us, they don't need to go to such trouble!"

When Liu Pingji heard this, his face turned pale.It turned out that the father and son were craftsmen who built Buddhist temples for generations. When the Tang army captured Sibi City, the two escaped and returned to their hometown, but they didn't want to fall into the hands of Wang Wenzuo again.Liu Pingji had witnessed what Tang Jun did after breaking the city, so naturally he would not forget it.

"Why is that?" Liu Pingji asked: "There are wars everywhere right now, and it's winter, and there's no food to eat in the wild. As long as it's temporarily safe here, where else can we escape?"

"I don't know!" Liu Chongguang shook his head: "But the copper pieces we cast a few days ago should be very important, so they sent people to guard us!"

The questions of Liu Chongguang and his son were quickly answered. Two days later, in the middle of the night, they were driven out of bed, and then they were stuffed into a four-wheeled carriage with all the tools, and left Chai Chuanzha at dawn.Through the car window, the two could clearly see Tang Jun's orderly ranks and long convoy. Obviously, Tang Jun was going to take them away from Chaichuanzha.

"Oops!" Liu Chongguang suddenly stamped his feet,

"What's the matter, Grandpa, did you pull down something important?"

"No!" Liu Chongguang sighed, "The village is over!"

"The village is over? Isn't it? Isn't it good?" Liu Pingji asked puzzled.

"Idiot!" Liu Chongguang glared at his son with hatred: "Will Tang people leave such a good village to others? Don't forget that there are many craftsmen in the village. Before they leave, they will definitely leave everyone behind." Kill them, and then set fire to everything. Fortunately, our father and son are still alive, so we saved our lives! Namo Amitabha!" At this point, Liu Chongguang knelt down facing the west, folded his hands, and began to recite the "Sutra of Rebirth".

Liu Pingji hurriedly knelt down to chant scriptures with his father, but the motorcade went farther and farther, and the sun had already risen to half the sky, but Chai Chuanzha was not on fire at all as his father said, so he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

"Grandfather, we have come so far, the village is still in good condition, there is no fire at all!"

Liu Chongguang was also a little puzzled. Chai Chuan Zha was located halfway up the mountain. If it was on fire, it could be seen clearly for tens of miles around. Could it be that the people of Tang showed great kindness this time?Absolutely impossible!

"Maybe it's because they don't want the surrounding villages to see them fleeing, attract pursuit, and set fire to them if they go further away!"

But until the sun went down, Liu Chongguang and his son did not see the fireworks. Obviously Liu Chongguang's prophecy had gone bankrupt.

"Grandfather, maybe the Tang people are not as bad as you imagined!"

Beside the campfire, Liu Pingji took a sip of hot soup and said in a low voice.

"Shut up!" Liu Chongguang was taken aback. He looked around carefully to make sure that no one was paying attention to his side, and then lowered his voice and said, "Boy, do you want to die? I'm only your son! Talking nonsense is to kill you." Lose your head!"

(End of this chapter)