In the imperial study room, Lao Zhu stood beside the table. On the table were two revolvers and the coat taken off Han Du. There were many small bags sewn out on the jacket, which contained the revolver's cylinder and bullets.
Lao Zhu was holding a bullet and looking at it. It was only about an inch long and about the thickness of a fingertip, but the color was pretty, with the yellow color a bit bright. If he hadn't been told by someone, Lao Zhu would never have imagined that such a small thing could be a big killer.
Mao Xiang walked towards the Imperial Study Room. His face was full of high spirits now, and compared with the previous few days, he looked like a different person. There was no gain at all from following Han Du some time ago, and he was tortured quite a lot. Fortunately, he guessed Han Du's intention at the last moment, and finally made a contribution in this matter.
The pride on Mao Xiang's face disappeared immediately the moment he stepped into the imperial study. Before he figured out the emperor's intentions, he would not express any happiness or displeasure about this matter.
Because he was afraid that if he was happy, the emperor would be unhappy; if he was unhappy, the emperor would be happy. As the emperor's confidant, he naturally wants to be happy when the emperor is happy and unhappy when the emperor is unhappy.
This is the most basic basic skill!
"Wei minister pays homage to the emperor." Mao Xiang's face was expressionless, showing no trace of happiness or anger.
Lao Zhu glanced at him and paused before saying, "You're back? How was your investigation?"
"Back to the emperor, we have found out. There were ten servants brought by Ouyang Lun this time. All of them died, and no one survived. Six of them were killed on the spot. Although the remaining four did not die immediately, they were wailing in pain on the street. They all died in less than a cup of tea. According to the onlookers, it only took a moment before and after the incident. After they heard a loud sound of firecrackers, they found that all the servants were lying on the ground, and Han Du had already Walk away."
After Mao Xiang finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the two fire guns on the table. Mao Xiang had not only seen fire guns, but also used them himself, but he had never heard of such a fierce fire gun.
Yes, it is fierce. Although these two fire blunderbuss looked strangely beautiful, in Mao Xiang's opinion they were particularly fierce.
Lao Zhu put down the bullet in his hand and picked up the firecracker.
When Mao Xiang saw it, he felt a chill in his heart and quickly lowered his head to avoid looking at the gun. If he didn't know what it was, Mao Xiang would definitely not be afraid, but now that he knew its power, he couldn't help but become nervous.
"Mao Xiang."
"I'm here," Mao Xiang quickly raised his head and replied seriously.
"You are also a master. Can you kill ten people in an instant?" Lao Zhu raised his eyes and looked at Mao Xiang and asked.
Mao Xiang hesitated for a moment before replying: "If I have a sword in my hand, I can do it with all my strength."
Lao Zhu nodded, pondered for a while, and then said faintly: "But Han Du is just a weak scholar. He can't even beat one of them with his bare hands, let alone ten people."
Mao Xiang was silent for a moment, glanced at the fire guns, and replied: "Your Majesty, the power of these two fire guns is too amazing."
"You're right, he has no ability to kill ten people. He was able to kill ten people entirely by relying on the power of these two fire guns." After Lao Zhu finished speaking, he took the revolver in his hand, not only caressing it, but couldn't put it down.
Men, especially men who have been on the battlefield and experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They have absolutely no resistance to weapons. The more powerful the weapons, the more they like them.
The power of these two fire guns completely surpassed all the fire guns that Lao Zhu had seen before. How could people not put them down?
After a while, Lao Zhu ordered: "Go and bring Han Du to me."
"According to the order."
...
Han Du entered the prison of the Ministry of Punishment and didn't even stay for a day before he was raped and slipped out again.
"I pay my respects to the emperor, long live my emperor." Han Du saluted Lao Zhu expressionlessly.
Lao Zhu reached out and gestured towards the firecracker on the table, and asked, "Did you make all of these?"
Han Du was silent and did not speak.
Lao Zhu hummed and sneered: "An Qing is still kneeling outside Kunning Palace, wanting to ask the Queen to let me spare you."
When Han Du heard this, he sighed and said, "Ask whatever the emperor wants to ask. I...tell everything you know."
"Did you do all this?"
"Yes." Han Du admitted directly.
"How did you manage to fire this firecracker continuously?"
Lao Zhu already knew everything about what happened when Han Du robbed people through Mao Xiang. What made Lao Zhu miss the most was the fact that the two firecrackers in front of him could set off firecrackers continuously without interruption. The firecrackers Lao Zhu had ever seen had never been able to fire continuously.
How powerful is the fire gun? That's naturally huge.
Is the fire gun easy to use? Of course it works.
But why did the Ming Dynasty only equip some fire guns and retain a large number of strong bows and crossbows? The reason is that the shortcomings of the fire gun are too obvious. After firing once, it takes a lot of time to reload the gunpowder. It takes as long as it takes to load a fire blunderbuss and all ten arrows have been shot. In this time, the enemy's bows and arrows will have already hit your head.
Han Du glanced at Lao Zhu and said, "Can the emperor's minister hold a revolver?"
"Revolver? You call this Fire Gun Revolver? This name is quite strange." Lao Zhu said with a smile and nodded. He stretched out his hand and gestured to Han Du, "Yes, you can take it and sit down."
Han Du sat down on the stool without any hesitation, reached out and picked up a revolver and showed it to Lao Zhu.
"Your Majesty, please see, there is a small mechanism here, turn it over like this."
With a clatter, Han Du opened the revolver.
"This will open it."
He took out the bomb nest and handed it to Lao Zhu. Explained: "This is why the revolver can fire continuously. There are six bullets in a bullet chamber."
Han Du poured out the bullet casings from the bullet nest. Han Du had shot all six bullets out of the revolver, leaving only the bullet casings.
"This is the remaining cartridge case after the bullet is fired. If you still want to continue, you only need to load the bullet into the cartridge chamber again."
"Whatever has this is a bullet?" Lao Zhu took out a bullet with a warhead and compared it with the remaining bullet casing.
Han Du nodded.
Lao Zhu took the bullet nest and put the bullet in it. After looking at it twice, he exclaimed: "It is indeed extremely ingenious. It is much more convenient and simpler than loading gunpowder into a gun. You can reload six bullets in a moment, and then fire six times in a row." Compared with the trouble of reloading the gunpowder, it's like heaven and earth."
