Han could encounter disturbing things during the Lantern Festival, and when Ouyang Lun disturbed them like this, the three of them naturally couldn't go shopping anymore. After sending Yaoyue back to Jiaofangsi, he took his sister back home.
After tricking his sister away, Han Du quietly came to the underground secret room alone.
The two revolvers and a box of shell casings and warheads placed on the table were the results of Han Du's coming to the secret room every night for the past few days.
The collodion has been made, and Han Du is about to complete the last step of making bullets. Put the fuse and guncotton into the cartridge case, and then install the warhead. Installing the warhead is also easy, just use a mold to force the cartridge case and warhead together.
But don't press too hard. Copper is relatively soft. If you press too hard, the warhead will be deformed and it will be scrapped.
Han Du slowly filled the guncotton into the cartridge case with a wooden stick and pressed it tightly, installed the warhead, placed it in a simple stamper and pressed it lightly.
A bright yellow bullet lay quietly on the mold. Han Du picked it up and looked at it carefully. The joint between the bullet and the cartridge case fit perfectly. It seemed that although it was my first time to make this thing, I was lucky and succeeded in the first try.
I weighed it in my hand and felt a little heavy. The short and fat appearance of the bullet looks a bit cute, but now, except for Han Du, no one would know that such a little thing can be a weapon for killing people.
On the surface, it seems that Han Du has successfully made a bullet, but Han Du is not sure whether the bullet can be fired.
You have to try it to know.
Pick up a revolver, open the cylinder, push the bullet in, and close it. This gun is a bit thick and heavy in the hand. However, there was nothing that could be done about it. Han Du didn't know if the steel could withstand the pressure of the bullet. For safety reasons, it was natural to make the barrel wall thicker.
But Han Du, who was holding the gun in his hand, had some hesitation. Do he really want to try it here? If it succeeds, the news will definitely alarm the family.
After coming over for a moment, Han Du's eyes flashed with determination, he waved his hand, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
With an explosion, Han Du saw a few sparks flashing deep in the secret room.
Success!
But before Han Du could be happy for a long time, his father's roar could be heard faintly.
"What happened?"
Han Du quickly put down the revolver and walked out of the secret room.
After turning a few corners, I saw all the family members gathered together, looking around.
"Brother, your room is over here. Why did you come over there?" Han Jingyun had a sharp eye and asked suspiciously as soon as he saw Han Du.
With such a look on his face, Han Du walked up to his family with his hands behind his back and explained: "I felt a little bored in the house, so I went out for a walk."
"Then did you hear what happened just now? Did a thief come in?" Hande asked quickly.
Han Du shook his head pretending not to know, and said: "Of course I heard the noise, but I didn't see anyone. Maybe it's not a thief who entered the house, maybe it was drought thunder in the sky."
"Dry thunder?"
Although Han Du's explanation is reasonable, not everyone believes it.
Ms. Liu didn't quite believe it and said hesitantly: "But I heard it just now. The sound came from around here, not from the sky."
Well......
Han Du's expression remained unchanged and he said casually: "Really? Maybe people on the surrounding streets are setting off firecrackers. It's normal for people to set off firecrackers during the Lantern Festival."
After hearing Han Du's explanation, although several people were a little suspicious, they did not delve into it further. And that sound only appeared once, and now there is no more movement. Several people got together to discuss, but couldn't come up with a solution, so in the end they had to give up and go back to their rooms to rest.
As the day of Anqing's wedding gets closer and closer, Lao Zhu's face becomes less and less smiling. Because apart from Han Du's poem that excited him a little bit, Han Du returned to his usual self in the following days, going out, going on duty, and going home step by step.
Lao Zhu became more and more anxious, and Queen Ma wanted to laugh more and more.
"Tomorrow is the wedding day in Anqing, but what the emperor wanted did not happen. What should we do now?"
The expected thing did not happen, which made Lao Zhu, who was extremely controlling, very dissatisfied. Queen Ma couldn't help but glare at her, raised her head and said in deep thought: "What else can we do? The wedding will go ahead as scheduled."
Queen Ma was shocked when she heard this and asked quickly: "Do we really want to go ahead as scheduled? I am worried that something bad might happen to Anqing."
"What will happen to her? This can only mean that she has seen the wrong person." Lao Zhu responded forcefully.
Queen Ma's expression changed and she didn't say anything more. She was just thinking about how to comfort An Qing.
Although the emperor's marriage to his daughter cannot be said to be celebrated universally, the whole capital still celebrates it. Although the people have seen the emperor marry his daughter more than once, every time this time comes, the streets are still empty. People from all over the capital will gather on the street to welcome the bride. The streets from the Imperial Palace to Donglimen were crowded with people watching the excitement, and it was very lively.
Han Du did not go on duty as usual today, but led a horse to the Dongli Gate early. I randomly found a bistro close to my door, walked in, ordered a few side dishes, and sat down on the street. While drinking a small drink, he looked at the people who were pushing and shouting.
Lao Zhu walked back and forth in front of Queen Ma, and the people in the palace stayed far away, fearing that if they got closer, they would get into trouble.
Queen Ma looked at the restless Lao Zhu and couldn't help but sigh and said: "How about canceling the wedding? Although the child in Anqing has not said a word in the past two days, my concubine can see it. She He is determined to die. Although canceling the wedding will cause the royal family to lose a little face, it is better than us losing our daughter, right?"
Lao Zhu's face was cold and stern, his eyes were blazing with anger. He held his neck and said in a deep voice: "Now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. How can we stop the wedding?"
Seeing that the emperor had his own way, Queen Ma sighed slightly and said nothing more.
The old eunuch came in and said that Mao Xiang was here.
"Pass it quickly!" Lao Zhu immediately shouted loudly.
Mao Xiang had just come in, and before he had time to salute the emperor, Lao Zhu quickly asked: "Tell me, what is Han Du doing?"
Mao Xiang came here just for this matter.
When Lao Zhu learned that Han Du had gone to the tavern to drink and watch the excitement, he was immediately dumbfounded. This is the revenge of seizing his wife. Not only did he not think of any way to get her back, but he actually had the intention to watch someone else marry An Qing away?
