Red Mansion Beijingwang

"bang bang bang"

In the palace, in the martial arts arena, a group of armored soldiers held fire blunderbuss, kneeling and shooting with standard action postures and tall and straight bodies. They immediately retreated without any delay, and skillfully loaded the ammunition, while the other group followed closely. Then, for a while, gunfire continued in the martial arts arena.

On the high platform, Emperor Yongkang, who was wearing an apricot-yellow robe, watched this scene with deep eyes and asked in a clear voice: "Xiao Liu, is this the fire blunderbuss that you asked me for from the military craftsman earlier?"

As an emperor, you have to keep your countenance unchanged even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you, so as to prevent your ministers from finding out your thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Shui Rong moved closer and responded, "That's right. What do you think, Brother Huang?"

That's right, Shui Rong asked a military craftsman to improve firearms before. Now that the fire blunderbuss has been effective, he asked Emperor Yongkang to take a look. After all, without the permission of the emperor, Shui Rong, even the governor, could do nothing.

Emperor Yongkang did not answer. There was a hint of novelty in his stern eyes, and he ordered: "Take it up and have a look."

When Shui Rong heard this, he was interested. After all, these new guns were of high quality, and they had specially prepared tactics just to demonstrate in front of the emperor, so he didn't say much and just made some gestures. As the leader of the personal guards, Shui Rong understood. Feng Ziying held the firecracker respectfully, and the eunuch took it over and presented it to the emperor.

Emperor Yongkang took the musket and looked at it carefully. With a hint of doubt in his brows, he asked, "How can you shoot this musket without a match rope?"

Although he is the emperor, Emperor Yongkang still knows a thing or two about firearms. The fire blunderbuss in his hand is not much different from the original matchlock gun, but it does not have a matchlock.

In his mind, firearms still had to be ignited before they could sound, which was beyond his comprehension.

Shui Rong heard the words and replied: "Brother Emperor, there is a piece of flint on the jaw of the hammer of the fire gun. If you need to shoot, just pull the trigger, and under the action of the spring, hit the flint heavily on the edge of the fire door, risking that A spark ignites the gunpowder, and you can shoot.”

This is the flintlock gun. The water solution specifically designated to find "flint" to replace the match rope. The military craftsmen had a direction, which was hundreds of times better than aimless research and development. Under the operation of the brain, after day and night research, finally it was Developed, this was an era-changing progress within the Daqian Dynasty.

Although Emperor Yongkang didn't know much about it, he understood that it was this "flint" that replaced the match rope. He knew that the matchlock gun would be like scrap metal if it couldn't catch fire in windy and rainy weather, so he could solve this problem now.

Moreover, the segmented shooting of the water-soluble display solves the gap for loading ammunition and maintains intensive firepower, which undoubtedly improves the combat effectiveness of the fire gun.

Emperor Yongkang understood the convenience of firearms. After all, training archers requires long-term practice and well-developed chest and back muscles, while muskets only require the ability to load ammunition, and there is a huge difference in personnel reserves.

Comparatively speaking, this new firearm looks good and has a lot going for it.

On one side, a gleam flashed in the eyes of King Yong, who was wearing a python robe. He had just gone to the Chinese Army Governor's Mansion to deliver official documents as a "routine" before. He happened to meet Shui Rong and asked his father to see the new fire gun. He had other thoughts. We came here together and saw that my father seemed to be quite interested, so I started to think about it.

Emperor Yongkang was overjoyed when he came. He glanced at King Zhongshun out of habit and asked, "Eighth brother, what do you think?"

King Zhongshun had been observing carefully, and he roughly knew what he was thinking, so he said: "Brother, I think the new firearms are very good. If they are equipped with large-scale army equipment, they will definitely be more powerful. However, I found that some of the firearms misfired." .”

At this point, King Zhongshun said no more. The items brought to the emperor for inspection must have been carefully selected. However, even so, there are still a few shots that cannot be fired. If it is pushed forward, the problem of blind fire will become a problem. More serious.

To put it bluntly, that was just a slap in Shui Rong's face. After all, they could all see that Shui Rong was extremely interested in firearms.

Emperor Yongkang frowned after hearing this. Previously, he only paid attention to the novel fire blunderbuss and didn't care about anything else. Now that King Zhongshun mentioned it, he remembered that it was true.

At the same time, Emperor Yongkang also understood what King Zhongshun meant, and his interest suddenly decreased.

Shui Rong understood the words and couldn't help but look at King Zhongshun. His "cousin" was very observant and discovered the shortcomings at once, so Shui Rong said bluntly without hiding anything: "Brother, Huo The "flint" embedded in the blunderbuss is not stable enough, and it is indeed difficult to ignite the gunpowder, so that misfires occasionally occur. However, matchlock guns also have this problem. In comparison, new firearms do not need to ignite the matchlock, and only need to pull the trigger again. That’s it, it’s a lot more convenient.”

There is no way to deal with the problem of water-soluble technology. After all, this is a limitation of the times and can only be developed slowly.

Emperor Yongkang and King Zhongshun didn't say much after hearing this. After all, this fire blunderbuss that does not require a match rope is already a powerful weapon. If it has no shortcomings, it is a divine weapon.

After groaning, Emperor Yongkang said, "How much does it cost?"

At present, the new firearms are very effective and can replace the matchlock guns in the current firearms camp. However, the most critical issue is the cost. If it is too high, it will undoubtedly add insult to injury to the already poor treasury.

Shui Rong responded: "About six taels."

Emperor Yongkang was silent when he heard this. Generally speaking, the cost of a matchlock gun is about four taels, and this new type of gun is almost half the price. If this continues, the burden on the treasury will become even heavier.

Seeing this, Shui Rong understood clearly that the reason why Emperor Yongkang hesitated was because of the problem of the treasury. Without rice, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal. If there is no money, everything is empty talk.

However, Shui Rong already had a countermeasure for this, and he handed over his hand and said: "Brother Emperor, in fact, there is no need to promote all the new fire guns. We will first make a batch and send them to the border, try the effectiveness and then talk about other things."

The most important thing at the moment is to let Emperor Yongkang understand the importance of firearms. After all, the future world will depend on firearms. Only by paying attention can the research on firearms develop healthily.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten. Shui Rong takes it for granted.

When Emperor Yongkang heard this, he looked at Shui Rong calmly, and couldn't help but care about it in his heart.

Emperor Yongkang didn't care much about these "strange and obscene techniques". He just looked at Shui Rong and was very interested in them, and for a while he felt it was hard to say no.

If it were to be extended to the whole army, he would not agree, but it was not a bad idea to make a batch. There happened to be a lot of friction at the border, so it would be good to send some new firecrackers there to try their effectiveness.

Thinking of this, Emperor Yongkang looked at Shuirong and said with a smile: "Xiao Shiliu's words are reasonable, then I will leave this matter to you."

Shui Rong raised his brows when he heard this, and immediately refused: "Brother, I am only responsible for opening my mouth. Don't leave it to me to do things with my body. Let my cousin Zhongshun do it. He is just suitable. If it is not possible, which minister should I let him do?" Just go and supervise it."

Although the manufacture of firearms is a matter of the "War Bureau", it is not only related to one department, but also the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of War are involved. This is also a troublesome matter to coordinate.

He should hide away from troublesome things if he can. He didn't want to bother with it. He had this free time, so he might as well go home to accompany his wife. Moreover, with his status, there was no need to jump up and down in the court. If he didn't want Yongkang to Emperor understands the importance of firearms, so he will not waste them.

King Zhongshun: "."

"Brother Imperial, I am very busy with official duties in the Household Department, so I am afraid that I am incapable of doing anything else."

He already had a lot to do, and he had to add another errand to him. The sixteenth brother was not trying to trick him. Anyway, he had to clarify the matter first and let Emperor Yongkang tell others to do it. It was not a big deal.

At this time, King Yong couldn't hold himself back any longer. He came out and said respectfully, "My son, I am willing to share my father's worries."

For King Yong, who has been away from the court for a long time, he cannot let go of any opportunity. What he needs now is political achievements, and flies are still meat even when they are young.

Moreover, this matter was approved by the Emperor Father and was a matter of great importance to Uncle Sixteen. It was simply a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

Emperor Yongkang lowered his eyes and glanced at King Yong, his face remained calm, then he looked at Shui Rong and asked, "Xiao Liu, what do you think of Yue'er?"

King Yong was heartbroken when he heard this. He didn't expect that his father would actually ask about Uncle Sixteen. At this moment, he hoped that Uncle Sixteen could say a few good words for him, not to say anything about his extraordinary heroic appearance or the appearance of a heavenly man, but at least he could say something. Talented.

In this way, he could stand out in front of his father.

Shui Rong became wary, was he asking about this errand or something else? He felt that Emperor Yongkang had other intentions, but he had never been too involved with King Yong. In fact, this guy was a shameless guy and had nothing to do with him.

Not to mention Emperor Yongkang's attitude, Shui Rong had to respond first, but it was really difficult to respond to this matter. To say that he was not worthy of the heavy responsibility would be to belittle the emperor's heir, and it also meant to cover up in front of Emperor Yongkang. But if he was not worthy of the heavy responsibility, There is a suspicion of taking sides again.      In the final analysis, a suspicious emperor is not easy to serve.

After a deep groan, Shui Rong cupped his hands and said, "As long as you are not my younger brother, anyone can be worthy of this important task."

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When Emperor Yongkang heard the words, he couldn't help but smile. He knew the purpose of King Yong's approach to Shuirong. Listening to these words, it was obviously of no use. He spoke kindly: "I am always lazy, I don't know what to say to you." good."

After hearing this, Shui Rong wondered whether it was good to be lazy. If I wasn't prepared for laziness, maybe someone would be worried. After all, he was not only a prince, but also a prince with military power.

Emperor Yongkang just laughed and scolded Shui Rong, and did not force it. He looked at King Yong with a deep look, and after some calculations in his mind, he said calmly: "Yue'er, I will teach you how to handle this matter. Although your sixteenth uncle is young, , but there are gaps in your mind. If there is anything you don’t understand, ask for more advice. Only by asking for advice with an open mind can you be inclusive and achieve great results."

King Yong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his heart beat loudly. His father did not shy away from his association with Uncle Sixteen. As expected, he was his father's eldest son.

Thinking of this, King Yong bowed excitedly and said, "Father, don't worry, I will definitely ask Uncle Sixteen for advice and get the job done well."

On one side, King Zhongshun had a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he lowered his head in silence.

Although Shui Rong's expression was indifferent, there were already waves in his heart. Emperor Yongkang seemed to say something casually, but his words were full of encouragement. This was to mobilize King Yong's enthusiasm.

The prince is often ill, so you should encourage him.

The most important thing is that this matter should not be spoken in private, what does it mean in front of him.

However, Shui Rong didn't say much at this time and changed the topic: "Brother Emperor, the new fire gun has not yet been named. Please give me a name."

According to Shui Rong's character, this new fire blunderbuss should naturally be called a "flintlock gun", but he knew that it would be safest for the emperor to give the name to it, so as to avoid doubts and give Emperor Yongkang some sense of involvement.

Emperor Yongkang looked indifferent when he heard this. He was very satisfied with the role of water solution. He pondered for a while and said: "Since the new fire gun does not need to light the match rope, let's call it an automatic fire gun."

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It is concise, concise and easy to understand.

Beijing Prince's Mansion, inside Ning'an Hall.

Today, Daiyu, Baochai, Yingchun, Xichun and others were escorted by Jia Lian to stay at the palace for a while. Even the pretty widow Li Wan also came here. At this time, the hall was crowded with people, birds and birds, and colorful birds.

Concubine Beijing, who was sitting on the high platform, held the auspicious clouds in Xiangyun in one hand, and the fresh and indifferent Daiyu in the other hand. Her charming jade face was full of joy, and she said in a somewhat scathing tone: "You two are Go crazy, if I hadn’t urged you, big sister, you wouldn’t have known to come back.”

Apparently, the palace was lively again, and Princess Beijing was in a very good mood.

Xiangyun had a big heart, and acted coquettishly and stuck out his sweet tongue, trying to pass the test cutely, while Daiyu's willow eyes stared blankly at the kind-hearted beauty in front of her, and an inexplicable light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She could feel that the godmother in front of her was really like her daughter. This warm feeling could not help but move her heart. Her eyes turned red and she said, "I want to be my godmother too."

Concubine Beijing looked at Daiyu wiping her tears, and she roughly understood in her mind that it was probably a child without a mother who missed her mother. Although Daiyu was nominally her goddaughter, in fact it was her "lifeblood". The person above, the mother-in-law is half a mother, there is not much difference.

As the saying goes, she also likes Daiyu. Besides, Daiyu is naturally handsome, delicate and frail. She has her own style, but it doesn't make people pity her.

The only bad thing is that his body and bones are a bit weak. My son knows this well, and if he doesn't raise him carefully, let alone having children, his bones may fall apart.

Uh. How could she know?

Holding an embroidered handkerchief to wipe the corners of Daiyu's eyes, Concubine Beijing said warmly: "Looking at her complexion, she doesn't look better either. From now on, she should pay more attention to her self-cultivation in the palace. Your health is the most important thing."

Listening to the beauty's concerned words, Daiyu felt a warm feeling in her heart. She knew that Concubine Beijing was not being polite, because apart from Shui Rong, Concubine Beijing was the second person to notice that she didn't look good.

Moreover, she and Concubine Beijing had not seen each other for some time. If they were not deeply in love, how could she be so attentive.

With beautiful eyes flowing, Daiyu responded softly: "Godmother, I understand."

Concubine Beijing reached out and touched Daiyu's head. She looked at the plump girl with downcast eyes in the hall. Her heart moved and she turned to Yuan Chun and said, "Brother Rong's daughter-in-law, has Bao Yatou's yard been tidied up?"

Baochai's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, Fengze's face turned redder and redder, and his head lowered involuntarily, as if it was like a quail, and it had nothing to do with him.

Yuanchun knew the details. After all, Bao Yatou's matter was decided by her mother, the head of the family. When she heard Princess Beijing's inquiry, she stood up and responded: "Mother, Bao Yatou's yard has been tidied up, and my husband has returned. The plaque is inscribed "Hengwuyuan"."

After hearing this, Baochai's heart moved slightly, and her apricot eyes were as bright as water. She had long known the plaque inscribed by her brother-in-law for her. For this reason, the girl couldn't help but think of the scene of the entangled love that day, and gently grasped it with her white jade palms. , as if in control of fate, her pretty face became increasingly crimson.

Regarding Baochai's entry into the palace, the people in Yingchun didn't know much about it earlier. However, Baochai had prepared many personal belongings before coming to the palace today. It didn't look like he was staying for a short stay. Therefore, everyone knew about Baochai. Nothing was said between them, only Daiyu raised her willow-leaf slender eyebrows and looked at Baochai with a smile on her pink lips, showing a bit of teasing.

At this time, the mother-in-law outside said: "The prince is here."

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the door of the house. Baochai's moist apricot eyes were full of hope and a little uneasiness.

After a while, Shui Rong walked in and saw the hall full of pearls and greenery. She couldn't help but feel sad. She walked straight towards the charming woman on the high platform, got close and saluted, "My child, please give my mother's regards."

After the matter of the automatic firegun was settled, Shui Rong didn't stay too long and returned to the Prince's Palace in Beijing.

Concubine Beijing looked at the well-behaved and polite old man in front of her. For some reason, a hint of resentment welled up in her heart. She raised her thin eyebrows slightly and said in a calm tone: "I'm back. Sit down."

Shui Rong felt a little resentful when he saw that Concubine Beijing was quite cold. Concubine Beijing originally regarded him as her life, so she usually held it in her hand for fear of falling, and held it in her mouth for fear of melting when facing him. The arrival can only be filled with joy.

However, it was different today. When such a group of sisters came to the palace, he came to Ning'an Hall early to pay his respects. Everyone knew that Sima Zhao's heart was impure.

Hey, I have a clingy stepmother, so I can't help it, but it's not a big deal, it's just a little daughter's temperament, just coax her.

Shui Rong sat close to Princess Beijing and said with a smile, "My sisters are here, so my mother won't find the palace deserted."

Upon hearing this, Princess Beijing's eyebrows relaxed a bit, and the resentment in her heart was swept away. A smile appeared on her charming moon-like face, and she gently tapped the young man's forehead with her bare hands, and said angrily: "If you really have filial piety, , then let’s spread the branches and leaves for the palace as soon as possible.”

Yuanchun: "."

The fragrance of May peonies lingered in the water-soluble nose, and his eyes fell on the beauty's snow-white lotus root arms. His heart moved slightly, and then he responded with a warm smile. He did not discuss this topic, and his eyes fell on the two dry men. The younger sister said, "Sister Yun, Sister Lin."

Concubine Beijing was half-leaning on the soft floor, with an imperceptible blush on her beautiful face. Although the young man's gaze was fleeting, they were so close, and she was not inexperienced in the world. Little girl, I don’t understand the desire in the young man’s eyes.

She doesn't know why, but she understands in her heart the principle of "children should be kept away from their mother". However, when she meets this monkey, she is unwilling to distance herself. Sometimes she thinks about it, if it came out of her intestines

That's all, that's all, he's just young and energetic. If he finds more attractive people to help this monkey, he won't have so many evil thoughts.

I just feel unhappy.

Putting aside what Princess Beijing was thinking, Daiyu frowned slightly when she heard Shuirong calling Yun Yatou first, but it passed briefly, and she bowed to Xiangyun Yingying and said, "Brother-in-law, brother."

Shui Rong naturally saw the strange look on Daiyu's face and felt funny in his heart. He understood that this was Daiyu's subconscious "small-mindedness" and it was nothing serious.

Looking around, he saw that Li Wan was also here in a ruqi. He felt curious. Then he thought about it, and it was natural. After all, when he was at the Rongguo Palace last time, Yuan Chun also mentioned that Li Wan should wait for the Spring Festival. The purpose of people coming to the palace to stay temporarily is to take care of Jia Lan. (End of chapter)