Her Farming Life With A Bandit

He was just about to push the door into the room when he was suddenly swept by a gust of wind. If he didn't dodge fast, his head would have burst out.

"Bang... Keng..." the huge mace hit the ground, sounded a dull sound, only hit the ground trembled a few times.

Zhang man Dun held his breath for a long time and did not dare to move until he saw his daughter-in-law standing at the half open door in the dark room and raising the mace again. Then he quickly stepped into the room, reached out to intercept the mace and fished the man into his arms.

"Daughter in law, it's me..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Baozhu was relieved. She was really scared to death just now. When she heard something moving in the yard, the wolf had not come out to bite. Many pictures flashed through her mind.

Is the wolf dazed, or is it someone who kills people without blinking an eye? She comes up and cuts the wolf. Anyway, no matter what, she will never let go. Now she drags the mace that her man gave her for self-defense, and whether it will kill her or not, she hits the door directly.

"Daughter in law, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhang mandun reached out to hold his daughter-in-law, then slowly followed her back. At this moment, he was very remorseful, especially when he heard his daughter-in-law's choking voice. He was so annoyed that he could not give himself a slap.

His daughter-in-law was timid. He came back from climbing over the wall at night. He should have thought that he would frighten her.

But now he doesn't care so much. Holding his daughter-in-law's soft body, he feels confused. Immediately he couldn't help but sniff her neck, and then put her on the Kang.

Then, dry firewood and fire, naturally. He has been holding on for a long time. Now, seeing his daughter-in-law's rare initiative, he naturally can't hold it. He has to let his daughter-in-law cry his name.

When I woke up the next day, it was already three strokes in the sun. Lin Baozhu moved his aching body and spat in his heart. As expected, he couldn't expect his own man to have pity on him. But at the thought of his enthusiasm at night, his heavy and blazing breath, and his blazing daughter-in-law, Lin Baozhu could not help blushing.

I don't know why, that man is very stubborn about giving birth to a child. Every time he talks about it, he gets excited again. But when it comes to children, Lin Baozhu has no doubt touched her belly. If there is a child at home, maybe the days will be more lively.

This box of her stupefied Leng for a while, think about some have no, over there Zhang man Dun already made breakfast. Now I opened the door and met the workers. They all said hello with a smile.

It's said that a man with enough food is the best to speak. This is not a cheat. It's just like Zhang mantan. Now, who can see that he is the cold and fierce man before?

When Aunt Tian came to see him, she could not help looking at Aunt Ma, who had just come back from picking tea. They were both from the past. How could they not understand what man Dun was happy about. It's just that the couple have a good relationship and love. It seems that marrying a daughter-in-law is really different. An iron man can turn into a soft one.

After a few words, they went to the tea house behind with a smile.

When Zhang mantan waited on his daughter-in-law to wash her hands and face, and then politely dressed her, they got together to eat. I don't know if it's because of the sweetness in my heart. Lin Baozhu feels better than before.

Because both the tea shop and the workshop are on the right track, whether she goes or not is out of the way. Aunt Tian and xiuniang's sister-in-law are in charge. So they didn't rush to work, but continued to talk together.

When Zhang mandun inadvertently mentioned that this time he came back from the county, it was because there was a difficult thing in the barracks, and then he simply told Lin Baozhu about the strange weapon. This makes Lin Baozhu's heart thump for a while. According to her understanding, the best gunpowder in this era is the powder used to make artillery battles during the Spring Festival.

Before Zhang Ji opened, she bought firecrackers and firecrackers, because she would encounter dumb fire, so she also opened and identified the powder inside. At that time, I just felt that some of the purity was not enough. After I asked the shopkeeper, I knew that it was the best artillery battle made by the government.

Now there is a more powerful gunpowder and artillery battle in the boundary of Da Zhou. How can she not worry? You know, she is through, natural others may also come through. As long as they bring modern chemical knowledge, maybe they can make more powerful weapons.

She shivered at the thought. Don't say that the Mafia assassins crossed the Xiongnu. It's often said in the novels that those people are extremely powerful in killing people and can take the rank of general among millions of people. Not to mention, if we can make guns, we will become the overlord in the age of cold weapons.

I have to say that Lin Baozhu is far away. Where do so many people come from? Even if there is, how can it come up and change the dynasty? Just like her, if Zhang man Dun is not capable and obedient to her in everything, then tea making is not necessarily able to have that condition.However, no matter what Lin Baozhu thought, she had already sat up straight now, took the ink and paper for bookkeeping, and depicted Zhang mantan's weapon in a few words.

She didn't have a deep research on the transformation of ancient weapons. The only one she specialized in was in the course of military theory when she was in University. At that time, the professor was a warrior, especially interested in explaining the development and transformation of ancient battles and weapons. So she has some impression on the object Zhang mantan said.

"This object is called the divine arm bow," Lin Baozhu organized the language, but did not dare to hide more. If she had been cautious before and worried that she would be burned to death as a ghost, she would have been more and more relaxed since she lived with Zhang mantun. Now she doesn't want to hide any more. However, she won't say anything about it. The most she can do is let Zhang man dun know that she really knows more than others. Pointing to the drawing, she said, "it is recorded in ancient history that" the divine arm bow, also known as the bow and crossbow, is three feet and two inches long, the string is two feet and five inches long, and the arrow feather is several inches long. It shoots more than 340 steps and takes half an arrow into elm. "

Seeing that Zhang mantan looked surprised, she sighed and said, "you should have heard the storyteller say that in the war of Wei Kingdom's annihilation in the 13th year of Anyuan, General Xiao Yan used it to destroy several cities of Wei Kingdom, but later because all kinds of weapons in the original battle were damaged, and the drawings have been lost."

Finish saying, she also doesn't care her man's heart is how stormy waves, just frown carefully, stretch out a hand to point a few details on the drawing to explain the general method. In her previous life, in order to cater to the professor's high scores in writing military theory papers, she did not seldom look for Du Niang to check the information. Although it's half a bottle of water now, it's better than Zhang man Dun who knows nothing.

In fact, she didn't know how this time and space was recorded, but she vaguely remembered that she had read some of these records before she was in trouble when she was studying with her aunt in private.

It's also a coincidence that when she was with her aunt, it was impossible for her to follow Mr. Xi's academic career. So the servant in the yard could only ask for help to bring some books back from the outside. At that time, my aunt worried that she would lose her heart by reading some messy books, so she ordered the servant not to buy the story books of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies written by the frustrated scholar on the roadside.

Most of the servants were illiterate, and they didn't have enough money. In the end, they bought back many local chronicles of human customs and some weapons books that were covered with dust and nobody read.

At this moment, Lin Baozhu's urgent, let her say more reasonable. True and false, half true and half false, in order to be more convincing, right?

"There is a crossbow slot, in which multiple arrows can be placed. Every time the external mechanism is pulled down, an arrow will shoot out through the hole and go straight to the target. In a moment, there will be the next arrow in the crossbow slot to fill it, and then continue to shoot, without stopping in the middle. " With that, Lin Baozhu stretched out her hand to pull a new piece of paper, and then drew it according to the figure in her memory. "However, although this kind of crossbow is powerful and has a long range, it can only be carried by infantry because of its large size. As for the rocket you said, it is bound to the arrow. Compared with this arm crossbow, it's not enough to see. "

Lin Baozhu handed over the drawing on her hand, thought about it, and continued with some embarrassment: "I don't know about gunpowder, and there's no record in the books I've read before. But I think the principle is similar to that of wine making and sugar making, that is to purify and then make the gunpowder into a specific form, or ignite it or explode it under external percussion. I just remember that it seems to have been said in some local chronicles that a hunter would make gunpowder into a ring, then hang the wire, and when he met a fierce beast, he would light the wire and throw it in front of the beast. Or someone tied a ball of gunpowder under an arrow and shot it at the beast. As for the rest, I guess it's almost the same as the artillery battle. There will always be better ways to use firearms. "

Holding the drawing given by his daughter-in-law, Zhang man Dun's expression changed from astonishment to excitement, and then to solemnity. But now he is more worried than proud.

He didn't doubt the origin of his daughter-in-law. He really thought that her brain was too good to use. Not only was she running the family and business, but more importantly, she had read so many books and painted such a powerful weapon.

Xu's daughter-in-law didn't know how bad it was, but he knew clearly in his heart that once this drawing was exiled, it would cause a bloodbath. If we let people know that it was the daughter-in-law who described the good days that the daughter-in-law was thinking about, it would come to an end. In the future, it would fall into endless killing and looting. Even he could foresee how hard it would be to live in exile at that time.

At the thought of this, he could not help clenching his fist.