There is a reason why I am so moved.
Even if Wu Meiniang doesn't think about herself, she still has to think about her future children.
As long as the foundation of the Yang family is in her hands, she will be recognized by other people in the Yang family, and her children will be treated seriously.
Even if Princess Gaoyang enters the palace in the future, even if Princess Gaoyang's children are the preferred heirs of the Yang family.
But Wu Meiniang didn't want her children to live under someone else's roof.
If you entertain people with sex, sex will fade and love will pass away.
Although Yang Fan is not a heartless person, Yang Fan's actions now let Wu Meiniang know that she is not a concubine who entertains people with sex.
She is a smart person and knows that Yang Fan's affirmation is her confidence and her eternal support.
However, Yang Laifu on the side was a little dumbfounded. He could only take a few steps forward quickly, turned his back and stood up on guard.
When her old legs were shaking, Wu Meiniang slowly regained her composure. Her little face was so red that her pointed chin almost reached the top of her head.
Fortunately, Yang Laifu is an old man in the Yang family, and like his father, he will not gossip, otherwise Wu Meiniang would really want to find a crack in the ground to burrow into.
Looking at Yang Fan who was licking his lips, Wu Meiniang kept complaining that Yang Fan bullied her, which made Yang Fan very depressed.
Woman! Always so unreasonable.
At this time, Yang Laifu's voice came: "Master, we have asked the craftsmen to assemble some finished products. Do you want to test them out?"
Yang Fan turned to look at Wu Meiniang and said with a smile: "Meiniang, do you want to go and have a look?"
Although she had heard about the power of pistols, Wu Meiniang had never seen it herself.
The last time he was attacked, the guard also solved the battle with three strikes, five strikes and five divided by two.
Now that she had the opportunity to meet him, Wu Meiniang was immediately excited.
Although this woman usually looks delicate and frail, she is a restless person on the inside.
Of course she wanted to see how powerful the weapon that her husband valued so much was.
A group of people came to the shooting range and asked twenty 'Phantoms' to randomly select a musket, and each person fired five consecutive rounds.
After they lined up one by one, Yang Fan smiled slightly and said to Wu Meiniang next to him: "Meiniang, give the order!"
"Husband, let the slave family..." Wu Meiniang was stunned for a while, and even her breathing was a little short.
But she was worthy of being a queen. Facing Yang Fan's encouraging eyes, Wu Meiniang bit her lips, gathered her fists, and shouted: "Load and shoot!"
The firing ignition device of these guns uses flint, and there is no need for any other cumbersome steps.
And these phantom guards are already familiar with the use of guns.
Although the flint gun is far inferior to the revolver redeemed from the system, its functions are similar.
After skillfully filling the ammunition, these guards fired randomly, and the thunderous sound of gunfire echoed in the sky of Junyangfang for a long time.
Due to the relatively close distance, the deafening gunshots made Wu Meiniang's head buzz, and her almond-shaped eyes were full of disbelief.
Although the effect was not seen, the sound of the gunshot was enough to shock people.
After the shooting was completed, Yang Laifu, who was guarding not far from the target, shouted excitedly: "Sir, Mrs. Wu, come and see, the power of the musket is simply amazing. We succeeded."
Before Yang Fan made any move, Wu Meiniang suddenly stood up excitedly, her pretty face full of surprise.
Just as he started to take off, he thought of Yang Fan. He raised his little head and met Yang Fan's teasing eyes.
Wu Meiniang knew that she was acting too impatient, so she was immediately shy and said with some concern: "Husband... let's go and see together?"
Yang Fan laughed loudly: "Meiniang, pay attention to your ladylike image."
Wu Meiniang said in embarrassment: "What kind of lady is not a lady? My husband dislikes her so quickly?"
As he said that, he pinched Yang Fan with his little hand and pulled Yang Fan toward the target.
When the two came to the pig head target, they saw that the pig's head was covered with hideous wounds as big as a thumb.
Seeing the gunshot wounds that penetrated deep into the bones, Wu Meiniang took a breath. This gun was simply a weapon for killing people.
If all guards were equipped with such weapons, wouldn't they be invincible?
Seeing Wu Meiniang's face flushed with excitement, Yang Fan smiled and joked: "Meiniang, what about it? It's just a musket."
Wu Meiniang slowly came back to her senses and gave her husband a fierce look.
How could it not happen?
Although she has never been on the battlefield, Wu Meiniang absolutely believes that this is a weapon that can change the war situation.
But at this moment, Wu Meiniang's heart was as sweet as honey, and she pursed her lips and giggled endlessly.
Even if she is not the legal wife, what does it matter?
In charge of such a sharp weapon, even the emperor would not dare to treat her lightly in the future.
Thinking of this, Wu Meiniang was so moved that Yang Fan trusted her more than herself, and her beautiful eyes filled with affection became misty.
Yang Fan nodded slightly, glanced at the craftsman next to him, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he said seriously:
"The gun is the foundation of my Yang Fan, the guarantee of the safety of Junyangfang, and a top-secret craft that must be passed down from generation to generation."
"Therefore, each manufacturing process must be kept strictly confidential. If someone leaks it, don't blame me, Yang Fan, for being ruthless!"
"Of course, I will not restrict everyone's actions, but you remember, even your family members, even His Majesty the Emperor, you cannot reveal the content of your work."
"A certain person will create another identity for you to hide in the world. This is for your safety."
"And you will always serve Junyangfang Firearms Workshop. With this craft, you will be paid several times more than others."
"What you have to pay is absolute loyalty."
Hearing this, craftsman, you look at me and I look at you, there are no surprises.
Everyone is not a fool. This kind of craftsmanship that can produce such terrifying weapons will definitely make all parties jealous, and there will be countless threats and inducements.
Not to mention that everyone is loyal to Yang Fan and will never do anything to disgrace the Yang family.
Even if he is really targeted and caught by others, he can only repay Yang Fan with his death.
What's more, craftsmen also know that the most important thing about this kind of firearm is the heat resistance of the steel pipe and the proportion of gunpowder.
Without the steel and gunpowder produced by Junyangfang, it would be impossible to make a musket.
Besides, even if they really rebel, can Yang Fan let them go?
According to the temper of this prince, even if you run to the end of the world, he will definitely pull you out and chop off your head.
This prince's magical methods are not just talk.
The most important thing is that everyone enjoys this job. As long as you use your hands and experiment, you can get generous rewards. Where can you find such a job?
Therefore, the craftsmen present all expressed their opinions: "We are lowly craftsmen. Thanks to the Marquis, he thinks highly of us and gives us such preferential treatment. From now on, we are the servants of the Yang family."
"Although we have no knowledge, we still know how to repay gratitude. Moreover, these skills were taught to us by the Marquis. We will definitely not lose our jobs."
"We also want to ask the Marquis for permission to allow some talented descendants to take over our class. We will swear allegiance to Yang Mansion from generation to generation."
Yang Fan nodded: "Well, from now on, Wu Meiniang will be in charge of the firearms workshop in Haiyangfang. No one else is allowed to interfere at will except me and her orders."
All the craftsmen made a promise together.
After Yang Fan finished speaking, he remained silent and turned to look at Wu Meiniang.
Wu Meiniang was so clever, she understood immediately, smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry too much, please be careful. Your husband just did it just in case."
"From now on, I will give you a job type that allows you to freely enter and exit Junyangfang according to your husband's arrangement."
"However, you cannot disclose it to anyone without approval. Moreover, everyone must supervise each other to prevent the skills from being revealed. Of course, the Yang Mansion will not treat everyone badly."
"Now that Junyangfang Enlightenment School has been completed, we will give priority to enrolling your children."
"Of course, if you want to inherit your father's craftsmanship and want to work in a firearms workshop, you can also apply,"
All the craftsmen were immediately overjoyed: "Don't worry, Madam Wu, we can understand. If anyone dares to do anything to disgrace the Yang family, we will catch him and beat him to death ourselves without you having to do anything."
This kind of craftsmanship must be strictly guarded. The Yang family is really kind-hearted in doing this.
If it had been any other company, I would have never even thought of stepping out of the workshop for the rest of my life.
What's more, it is a huge opportunity for my descendants to be able to study or have such a craft.
…
After leaving the firearms workshop and returning to the main hall of Yang Mansion, Yang Fan immediately leaned on the couch, his eyelids fighting.
This firearms workshop is his last line of defense to save his life in this feudal society.
Yang Fan is not a professional in making pistols.
The industrial foundation of the Tang Dynasty was weak, and these craftsmen had never been exposed to thermal weapons. All technologies were just theories and drawings, leaving a group of ancients to fumble around to create thermal weapons. In fact, Yang Fan had no idea.
Even when facing tens of thousands of Tibetan troops, Yang Fan did not feel so exhausted.
Because he is too afraid of failure.
If even primitive firearms cannot be manufactured, it means that the policies you want to implement are not suitable for this soil at all.
Fortunately, the results obtained were good.
Yang Fan didn't believe that other time travelers could create aircraft and cannons on their own.
He is systematic and does not have such high requirements. As long as the time is right, he believes that he will be able to find a development path suitable for Datang in this land.
In the misty lake, the faint fragrance came to my nostrils, and a small hand gently held my arm.
After a while, a gentle body leaned against him.
Yang Fan stretched out his big hand and hugged a slender willow waist.
Wu Meiniang was startled by Yang Fan's surprise. She let out a sweet cry and nervously turned her head to look outside.
It was almost dinner time, and people were coming and going outside the main hall. From time to time, maids and servants passed by. It would be so embarrassing if someone bumped into me!
However, Yang Fan had just left the firearms workshop to her without reservation, and this trust was enough to make her feel tender.
Knowing that it would be bad for the servants to see her in such a crooked manner, but still unable to harden her heart and refuse, she moved to the couch and leaned into Yang Fan's arms, her pretty face as beautiful as the clouds.
Yang Fan tightened his hand, chuckled, opened his eyes and teased: "Mei Niang, are you so hungry? It seems that your husband didn't work hard enough last night! You need to continue working hard tonight."
"What nonsense did your husband say? Where is Meiniang?" Wu Meiniang was immediately ashamed.
He gently pinched Yang Fan's soft flesh with his little hand and said coquettishly: "I saw that my husband was too tired after returning from the battle, so I just wanted to comfort you. I didn't expect that you are not strong enough to deliberately disturb his body. I am a weak person." How can a woman break free?"
Yang Fan chuckled and said no more.
Wu Meiniang's cheeks were red, her watery almond eyes stared at Yang Fan, and she asked tenderly: "Husband, why are you so kind to the slave family? Meiniang is so lucky."
This question has been buried in Wu Meiniang's heart for too long.
Nowadays, Junyangfang's business is getting bigger and bigger like a snowball, and it has gradually become a transshipment center for Guanzhong goods, with money coming in every day like running water.
Moreover, she, a concubine, had full control over all matters in the Yang Mansion, but Yang Fan ignored them and let her decide everything.
Wu Meiniang can certainly feel the trust of her husband. It can be seen that Yang Fan really likes her from the bottom of his heart.
Now, Wu Meiniang can feel that the firearms workshop has been handed over to her.
This firearms workshop is completely different from those businesses that are only for making money. Yang Fan attaches great importance to it as never before, and is even more delighted than the emperor who promoted him to a higher rank.
But Yang Fan handed over such an important thing to her without hesitation, how could she not be moved.
Yang Fan stood up and hugged Wu Meiniang horizontally. His generous palms caressed her delicate and smooth body through the thin shirt, and said with a smile:
"Mei Niang, do you know what I value most in this life?"
Before Wu Meiniang could answer, Yang Fan continued: "In a person's life, there are parents, lovers, children, friends..."
"My parents gave birth to me and raised me, but they are no longer here..."
"Brothers and friends believe in me, but in the end they can only be friends..."
"Even if they have sons or daughters in the future, they will have their own families..."
"Only my wife and lover can accompany me throughout my life and be with me. Although I cannot allow you to be my wife, you are the eternal lover in my heart. Why can't I have no reservations about my lover?"
To stay together for a lifetime... This is more beautiful than any love words.
Have women in this era ever heard of a man making such a promise?
What's more, she is facing a concubine like her, which can make a woman intoxicated more than any love words.
What woman wouldn’t be crazy in love with such a unique and independent man, and what woman wouldn’t be willing to give her all without regrets?
Wu Meiniang felt a surge of love rising from the bottom of her heart, completely melting her in an instant.
But how could Wu Meiniang care so much? Even if she was burned to death and turned into pools of blood, so what?
She knew that she could no longer live without this man in this life, and she would rather sink in the raging fire of love.
Wu Meiniang was so moved that she stood up, turned her head and gave her a sweet kiss.
She feels that she is the luckiest woman in the world.
Once upon a time, her two brothers couldn't tolerate her, so they had to secretly participate in the talent show and recommend themselves to the palace.
Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed, and instead of serving the emperor, he devoted himself to Yang Fan.
I thought that I could only spend my whole life as a concubine guarding an empty house and living in sorrow.
Unexpectedly, meeting such a great man with a broad mind was a blessing that Wu Meiniang had cultivated in her eight lifetimes.
If you have a husband like this, what else can you ask for?
After a while of warmth, it was getting late.
Seeing the lights gradually brightening, Yang Fan lowered his head and asked: "Meiniang, didn't Princess Gaoyang say she would stay in Junyangfang for a few days? Why didn't she see her? Where did she go?"
Wu Meiniang said seriously: "The new year is approaching. Didn't the imperial court send Mr. Wei Ting, the Minister of Civil Affairs, to calculate the taxes payable? As Princess Gaoyang's wife, I am just a concubine. Of course, I have to leave the matter to her, otherwise I will still have to pay the tax. Do you think I have exclusive authority over you?"
Yang Fan was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that Wu Mei Niang and Princess Gao Yang seemed to be on good terms with each other on the surface, but she was also playing tricks on her.
Wu Meiniang was able to manage a large trading company in Nuo University efficiently because she used the accounting method given to her by Yang Fan.
It is impossible for someone like Princess Gaoyang who has never been exposed to it to understand it. Asking her to reconcile accounts is like putting her on the fire!
Obviously, Wu Meiniang wanted Princess Gao Yang to retreat when she saw the difficulties, so that Gao Yang would not compete with her for power after entering the palace.
Seeing Yang Fan's half-smiling expression, Wu Meiniang lowered her head in embarrassment, waved Yangfan's arm and said coquettishly: "Husband..."
Wu Meiniang knew that her little thoughts were seen through by the man in front of her.
Although Yang Fan didn't mind too much, this sign was not very good, so he had to say earnestly: "Mei Niang, my husband knows the anxiety in your heart. Although my husband is a little greedy, I still hope to see you get along in harmony."
"If you keep fighting with each other all day long, wouldn't this home become a cold cage? My husband hopes that this home will be your haven, not another battlefield."
Wu Meiniang lowered her head in shame, her mouth was filled with grievance: "I will never dare to do this again."
"Okay, you can hang an oil lamp on your mouth, but I promise you, husband, what is yours will always be yours, not to mention the princess, not even the emperor." Yang Fan said in a sonorous tone.
What else could Wu Meiniang say, she was already so moved that she was completely moved.
As night fell, the exhausted Princess Gaoyang walked into the main hall accompanied by her maid.
Seeing the two Yang Fans who were getting tired, Princess Gao Yang said with full of grievance: "Mr. Lang, Gao Yang doesn't want to take care of those messy accounts. You can let Mei Niang do it. The mountain of accounts almost makes Gao Yang exhausted."
With that said, he quickly walked to the other side, picked up Yang Fan's arm and pulled it away.
