Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 13
"It's a pity that this rabbit can't be eaten. There is too much iron sand and it is all broken."

The green battalion soldier took the gun and helped load it.

Li Yu carefully watched every step of his filling and remembered it in his heart.

The most troublesome thing is that gunpowder residue must be cleaned frequently, otherwise it will easily cause malfunction.

This was the first time that he personally operated a matchlock gun, and he roughly kept the size and structure of each component in mind.

At noon, the attendants spread out a piece of cotton cloth.

Set up a bonfire and start grilling.

Rabbits and pheasants were disemboweled and cleaned by the lake.

This was the first time for Li Yu to experience this kind of fun.

In the previous era, hunting was not practical.

Fucheng was in high spirits and was still not satisfied after playing until the sun went down.

So he asked the green camp soldiers to go back and send a message, and he put the two matchlock guns aside for two days.

This is a decision that everyone is happy with!

The deputy general of Taihu Association has earned a bigger favor, which he couldn't ask for.

The green camp soldiers received 2 taels of silver reward, which was a great pleasure.

Li Yu was even more ecstatic to have the opportunity to copy and imitate.

After dinner, he could go back with a gun and measure and draw the drawings.

……

Shuyu Tower.

Business was particularly good tonight, and there were no commoners coming and going.

Fucheng looked unhappy and slapped Mr. Gui on his ear.

"Is this young master a drunkard?"

"Change another batch."

Mr. Turtle looked aggrieved and could only laugh and let his sisters retreat first.

The most popular leading ladies were all taken first.

"Go, discuss with those people and give me two girls."

"I can compensate them 50 taels."

In Suzhou Prefecture, Fucheng had no habit of being modest.

Turtle Gong obeyed and went upstairs.

After a while, the sound of ping-pong fighting was heard upstairs.

Accompanied by arrogant curses, Mr. Turtle rolled down the stairs.

"What kind of woman dares to marry me?"

"If you piss me off, I'll send a battalion of soldiers from Jiangning tomorrow to destroy this cousin's nest."

Fucheng and Li Yu both heard it and stood up.

After a while, a group of people came down from upstairs.

The man in the lead was wearing a Suzhou embroidered robe and a jade pendant hanging around his waist that looked priceless.

There were several helpers and bodyguards behind him.

……

"Hey, I met an acquaintance. This is really a narrow road for enemies."

"Shenghua, what's the matter, are you trying to insult me ​​on purpose?" Fucheng's expression turned ugly, and it was obvious that the two of them had old grudges.

"Damn it, I just refute your face, what's going on?"

After a few curse words, the two sides started to fight.

This man named Shenghua had many followers and took action first.

Shuyu Tower was suddenly in a mess, with cups, bowls, tables and chairs flying everywhere.

Fucheng's entourage was not very powerful and was defeated by the opponent with three punches and two kicks.

At this time, Lin Huaisheng appeared!
He had been watching downstairs, but when he heard the fight, he immediately went upstairs to protect Li Yu.

The legs of a rosewood chair danced like a whirlwind in his hands.

Fucheng looked very relieved: "I'll bear the consequences of beating him up."

Lin Huaisheng looked at Li Yu and received acquiescence from his eyes.

So he stopped holding back.

Shenghua was kicked to the wall in the melee. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak for a long time.

His followers were thrown out of the window one by one.

Flapping in the Shantang River, begging for help.

"Just wait for me, I will come back."

……

"Who is he? So arrogant?" Li Yu asked.

"Shenghua, his father is the deputy governor of Jiangning. He has had fights in the capital before." Fucheng said with a bad expression, "I'm sorry for dragging you into trouble today."

"We are brothers who have worshiped each other. Not to mention the son of the vice-capital, even the son of the Iron Hat King can still be beaten today." Li Yu wished that the water would get muddier.

"Thank you, you are really a brother."

After experiencing this farce, the two of them were no longer in the mood to have fun.After saying goodbye, everyone went home.

After returning to his room in Cunjutang, Li Yu immediately closed the door.

A matchlock gun, disassembled into pieces and placed on the table.

Take out a stack of white paper, a pencil, and a soft ruler from the cabinet and start drawing.

the next day.

Li Yu took the matchlock gun again and left the city.

"Let's go to Qizi Mountain today. Try to fight a big guy."

"It's just what I wanted. Brother Li, please look, I've also prepared a hunting dog." Fucheng laughed.

The group of people rode horses and headed straight for Qizi Mountain in the southwest of Fucheng.

Qizi Mountain stretches for more than ten miles, with the highest peak at 295 meters.

In Suzhou Prefecture, it is considered the largest mountain.

There are lush forests and many small animals in the mountains.

Under the guidance of the hounds, a small wild boar was quickly surrounded.

The followers carry bows, arrows, and swords, ready to serve as human shields for their master.

This wild boar was small, weighing less than a hundred pounds. It was very wild and charged directly at the crowd.

Fucheng fired first, and he shot iron sand.

After the fight, he hid behind his entourage.

The wild boar, whose face was covered in pain, became even crazier as it ate the pain.

Li Yu, on the other hand, took a step forward and half-kneeled to take aim.

Ten meters away, one shot knocked him down.

This time there was no iron sand, and a lead bullet hit the wild boar's skull.

The matchlock guns of this era were troublesome to load and easy to aim.

Within 70 meters, the power is no less than any modern rifle.

Generally, the caliber is nearly 20 millimeters and the lead bullets are 1 tael, and the wounds are horrific.

……

"Brother Li, you are really good with this gun, better than those guys from the Capital Firearms Camp."

"Assigned."

As usual, the entourage disembowelled the wild boar and cooked a barbecue feast.

Li Yu and Fucheng carried their guns and climbed up to admire the scenery, showing elegant literati.

Along the way, the two were chatting about official secrets.

Li Yu paid great attention to learning some secrets about the Qing officialdom, especially his own officialdom, from his mouth.

Accidentally, I walked to the other side of the mountain.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the forest ahead, and the branches shook violently.

Fucheng immediately pulled Li Yu to squat down, excitedly picked up the gun, carefully blew on the match rope, and held his breath.

After a while, the branches began to sway again.

Two antlers were exposed, getting taller and taller.

Bang, Fucheng fired first.

It's still the familiar formula, iron sand shotgun.

However, what was heard was the screams of people.

Li Yu's heart trembled and he was broken.

……

Fucheng was also quite nervous, not knowing what he had hit.

He clearly saw a deer, but why did it turn into a living person?

Two people rushed out from the bushes, one holding a bow and arrow, the other holding a knife, also wearing an antler hat.

Hey, I met an acquaintance!
The two of them were actually followers of Shenghua, the son of Jiangning's deputy governor.

There are still bruises and scars on his face, which were beaten by Lin Huaisheng last night.

"You, how dare you shoot at Mr. Shenghua."

"You are finished. The Vice-Capital Master will not spare you. Just wait to behead you."

Fucheng's face turned pale and he ran into the woods in a few steps.

The person rolling on the ground with his head covered is really Shenghua.

It already looked like a bloody gourd, with blood flowing all over the floor.

They are also here to hunt, and they wear antler hats to disguise themselves, as is what hunters outside the customs do.

As a result, he was regarded as a deer...

Fucheng was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and muttered: "It's over, it's over."

No matter how awesome his father is, he can't protect him anymore.

He shot and killed the son of a second-rank deputy commander of the Eight Banners. The court could not protect him.

Exiling Ning Guta is an extremely merciful punishment!

(End of this chapter)