"Why did you three change your names like this?"
Fusu looked at Zhongxian and the other three strangely.
"The young master brought it to us."
Zhongxian and the other three looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
"How's it going, eldest son? Does it sound better than Dahu?"
"What does it mean to sound good? This is called domineering! The domineering power of our Daqin people! Besides, can your Zhao Shashao sound as good as I, Zhao Wudi?"
"Oh? Then don't I, Wei Zhongxian, want to say a few words?"
"Hahaha--!"
Fusu was made to laugh heartily by the three of them, and the gloomy mood he had felt just now because of Mengtian's teachings was instantly wiped away.
He finally understood why Zhao Hao valued these three people so much.
Because Zhao Hao regards these three people as relatives who are closer than brothers and sisters.
Therefore, there has never been any distinction between Zhao Hao and them.
And I can't treat them as servants or subordinates.
This may be why I am amused by them.
"Eldest Young Master, what are you doing?"
Seeing Fusu smiling so wildly, Zhongxian and the others couldn't help but look at each other.
In their impression, Fusu had always been a gentle and elegant young man.
The imageless laughter now really surprised them.
"Haha, it's nothing. This brat is always up to no good!"
Fusu waved his hands in confusion, and then asked curiously: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the living room? Why did you come to find me again!"
"Back to the eldest son, Wu Shiluo came here just now and said that you have dug magnetite. We thought, isn't this a coincidence? We were about to give you the secret method of making steel!"
Zhongxian replied with a smile.
"The secret method of making steel?"
Fusu was shocked: "Is this what Brother Hao asked you to give to me?"
"Yes!"
Erhu nodded quickly and said: "Young master said that the eldest son is mining here. If he finds good iron ore, he can make steel directly on the spot. There is no need to notify him and go back and forth!"
"It will be easier to transport the finished steel back to the customs than to transport iron ore for steelmaking. Moreover, there is also graphite ore here, which is perfect for steelmaking!"
"this"
When Fusu heard this, he couldn't help but show hesitation: "It's not impossible to make steel here, but transporting finished steel is more difficult than transporting iron ore!"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked around Zhongxian and the other three, and frowned again; "Although I have never seen real steel, I heard Brother Hao mention it before. It is a material harder than bronze weapons. The weight of this material must be Very high.”
"Don't worry, eldest son, the young master has already considered the issue of transportation. He decided to use the first batch of refined steel to lay the railway tracks!"
Dahu said with a smile.
"rail?"
Fusu was stunned: "What is this?"
"hehe."
Zhongxian smiled, took out the drawing in his arms, and handed it to Fusu: "Eldest Young Master, please look at this, this is the drawing that Young Master made. If you don't understand anything, you can ask us!"
"this"
Fusu hesitated for a moment, slowly opened the drawing, placed it on the table, and began to study the drawing carefully.
The four of them kept asking and answering questions like this, and worked for several hours. It was not until the sky turned white that fish belly appeared, and Fusu fully understood it and put away the blueprints and the secret method of steelmaking.
He was not going to put these things in the shogunate, so he had to take them back to his dormitory and find a secret place to hide them.
"Eldest Young Master, we have already informed you of what you have told us. Next, we will go to the Western Regions to open up a silk and porcelain road for Great Qin. No matter how dangerous the road ahead is, no matter whether we can come back alive, we hope you will take good care of us. Young Master, he really respects you!"
Arriving at the door of the shogunate, looking at the morning sun shining on the horizon, Zhongxian looked at Fusu solemnly and bowed.
"The eldest son is so kind to us, we will never forget it!"
The big tiger and the two tigers also saluted solemnly.
Fusu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a bit of laughter and laughter: "What are you thinking? Brother Hao is my younger brother. I will naturally take good care of him. Don't worry, I will always take good care of him!"
"Thank you, eldest son!"
The three Zhongxians looked at each other, bowed again, and then slowly left the shogunate.
Not long after they left, Fusu looked up at the rising sun on the horizon, and murmured to himself: "General Meng, it's not that Fusu is wise, it's that Fusu no longer wants to live the past life, and Fusu also wants to live for himself. "
In the next period of time, Fusu focused all his energy on exploring the ore veins and striving to refine Daqin's first batch of steel as soon as possible.
Of course, the construction of the blast furnace will also be carried out simultaneously.
He decided to hand over the construction of the blast furnace to Meng Tian and let Meng Tian arrange people to go all out to build the blast furnace.
The construction of the blast furnace was not as easy as Zhao Hao imagined. There were countless problems encountered during the construction process that needed to be solved.
Fortunately, Fusu is the supervisor of Jiuyuan. As long as he is willing, he can mobilize the human, material and financial resources of the three counties to build the blast furnace.
In the next ten days, Fusu successfully found the magnetite vein, and Mengtian finally built a simple blast furnace.
At this time, the sun was shining high, Fusu raised his hand to cover his forehead, looked at the high-erected stove, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy. I thought it could be built in a few days, but I didn't expect it to take more than ten days! "
"Eldest Young Master, can this big jar really produce the steel you mentioned?"
Meng Tian is the commander-in-chief of an army of 300,000 people. He has read a lot of books since he was a child and is considered well-informed. However, he has never seen this strange jar-like thing in front of him.
Moreover, whether it was bronze smelting or iron smelting for the imperial court, there was no refining method like Fusu's, so there was naturally a bit of doubt in his tone.
Strangely enough, although Meng Tian was very frustrated with Fusu's failure to live up to expectations, he fully supported Fusu's efforts in steel and even looked forward to the success of steel more than Fusu did.
Perhaps this has something to do with his liking to delve into fortifications.
After all, both the writing brush and the guzheng were improved by him.
"Whether it can be refined or not, we will know when the time comes."
Fusu smiled and gave Meng Tian a pass.
He had "brainless" trust in Zhao Hao's ability.
After the blast furnace is built, all that remains is to make the casting mold.
Just leave this to the craftsmen in the army.
However, Fusu did not agree to their proposal to use clay molds for casting.
But I heard a craftsman with the most seniority say: "Why don't the eldest son agree with the clay mold casting method? This is the best casting method today. Only craftsmen like us in the military can make it. Ordinary folk craftsmen do not have this skill!"
“Although the clay mold casting method is good, it still doesn’t meet my requirements!”
Fusu smiled and shook his head.
This clay model casting method was already popular during the Shang Dynasty. It reached its peak in the middle of the Shang Dynasty and was later monopolized by the weapons of various countries.
By the time the Qin State unified the six kingdoms, there were almost no craftsmen skilled in clay mold casting among the people.
Perhaps it was because of Fusu's persistence in steelmaking and the full support of the extremely miraculous Zhao Hao that Meng Tian did not speculate and asked directly: "What good plan does the eldest son have?"
"I have a new casting method called sand casting!"
Fusu replied with a smile.
Sand casting is the basic process of modern industrial casting. Because the molding materials used in sand casting are cheap and easy to obtain, the mold is simple, and it can be adapted to single-piece production, batch production and mass production of castings, it has been used for a long time.
Zhao Hao provided Fusu with a complete process flow, so Fusu would naturally not find another way and just use it without thinking.
Seeing Fusu's confidence, Meng Tian planned to ask a few more questions, but finally closed his mouth abruptly, and then nodded in agreement.
Then, Fusu called the core craftsmen into the secret room and explained the key to the sand casting method in detail.
For example, the screening of sand, the proportion of clay and water, and how to make molds are all details.
After hearing this, all the craftsmen couldn't help but suddenly became enlightened and hurriedly raised their hands to Fusu: "Don't worry, eldest son, this method is similar to the clay model casting method, that is, the proportion of materials used is different;
After we actually operate it a few times and think about it more, we will ensure that we can get this sand mold out! "
"Okay! I'll bother you all then!"
Fusu smiled and nodded.
A few days later, the casting mold was indeed produced, exactly the same as the standardization required by Fusu.
However, the mold was not as long as the ten meters of rail required by Fusu.
Because the craftsmen tried their best, they failed to make it even once. Later, Meng Tian suggested reducing the length of the rails to five meters, and the craftsmen succeeded in making it easily.
When everything was ready, Fusu greeted Meng Tian with a smile: "General Meng, you can start!"
"good!"
Meng Tian also responded with a smile and waved his hand: "Start!"
Soon, the craftsmen next to the blast furnace started working.
At the same time, an endless river flows under Yanran Mountain.
This river is called the Xiongnu River. I don’t know when it started. It gave birth to the Xiongnu race and became the mother river of the Xiongnu.
Behind a leeward opening in Yanran Mountain, white tents surrounded a huge golden tent in the middle. At a rough glance, there were tens of thousands of tents as far as the eye could see.
In the entire camp, a huge golden wolf flag was the most eye-catching and the most majestic.
At this time, the golden tent was filled with the smell of burning dried cow dung.
Although the smell was a little unpleasant, the people inside seemed oblivious to it. They were sitting around a steaming pottery pot, tasting the mutton and talking intensely.
"Da Chanyu, that old guy King Donghu has sent people to rush us again. This time he wants twice as many cattle, sheep, and horses as last time. It's just too much!"
"Yes, although it is only May now, May in the desert is not as good as in the Central Plains. Once June and July are over, the weather will be as cold as winter, and there is still a long snow season to go through. Without these cattle, sheep and horses, we should How to live!"
The two people speaking were the left and right wise kings of the Xiongnu.
They controlled most of the Xiongnu grasslands and were the lords with the most cattle, sheep, and horses.
Among them, the territory of King Zuoxian happened to be bordering the territory of King Donghu. Most of the cattle, sheep and horses requested by King Donghu this time were from his tribe, so he was more anxious than anyone else.
Of course, as the second and third person under the Great Chanyu of the Huns, as soon as they finished speaking, many tribal leaders echoed them and looked at the Great Chanyu Maodun who was sitting in the main seat.
Compared with the burly and oily leaders, Modu was slightly shorter and his skin looked very rough.
But no one dared to look into his eyes as sharp as an eagle's gaze.
But I heard him say indifferently: "Didn't I say that? Give him whatever he wants."
"But."
King Zuo Xian looked hesitant and said in confusion: "We have given him a lot before, but now he is asking for it again and again. If we give it back, he will definitely think that we Huns are easy to bully!"
"Yes, we Huns are not lambs to be bullied by others!"
King Youxian on the other side shouted in agreement.
The little leaders around him were all filled with indignation and expressed their dissatisfaction.
However, Modun just glanced at them briefly, and they shut their mouths.
I saw Mao Dun turn his attention to King Zuo Xian again and said solemnly: "I know the situation of King Zuo Xian, the sword wound on your body, and the sons of your tribe. None of them are cowards. I don't know either." I know, the Immortal Heaven can witness it!”
"but."
As he spoke, he changed the topic and continued: "Have you ever thought that our current situation is more difficult than you imagined?"
"To the west is our old enemy, the Da Yueshi, to the south is Da Qin who has just unified the six kingdoms and is building the Great Wall, to the east is the ambitious Donghu, and to the north is a group of rats that come from time to time."
"this"
King Zuo Xian, who was originally angry, was speechless when he heard Mao Dun's words, and even blamed himself for his excitement just now.
"Dear Chanyu, please forgive me for my stupidity and ignorance. I am too selfish. However, if this continues, King Donghu's greed will become bigger and bigger, and my tribe will indeed be unable to support it."
After finishing speaking, he seemed to remember something again, and said bitterly: "The Great Qin built the Great Wall and blocked the border, so that I could not go south to plunder. The life of the tribe became more and more miserable, and there was nothing I could do!"
"hehe."
After hearing this, Mao Dun smiled noncommittally. He immediately stood up from his seat, walked to the bonfire, grabbed a piece of hot mutton, and placed it on King Zuo Xian's desk. He picked up a knife, cut a large piece of mutton and put it on the table. Entering his mouth, he smiled and said: "My brave King Zuo Xian, there is an old saying in the Central Plains, that is, you can bite off more than you can chew;
King Donghu is just a greedy old wolf. Greed will only make him relax his vigilance. As long as he thinks that we have lost the courage to gallop on the grassland, his death is not far away! "
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
King Zuo Xian was stuffed with a mouthful of mutton. He whimpered twice and almost couldn't breathe. He quickly took down the mutton and looked at Mao Dun breathlessly: "The big Chanyu means to keep giving."
"Here! Just give him everything he wants, and we will get it back with interest in the future!"
Mao Dun dropped a sentence without any doubt, then looked around at the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Your efforts now are relative to your harvest in the future. Now we are one. As long as this Shanyu's tribe has something to eat, your sons will People will not go hungry!"
After hearing this, the tribal leaders were shocked and convinced of Mao Dun.
But he saw King Zuo Xian put his right hand on his chest, beat it and said: "I am willing to give everything I have for the Great Chanyu!"
"We also wish!"
The tribal leaders heard this and echoed.
At this time, King Youxian suddenly remembered something and said: "Da Shanyu, we are temporarily holding back our troops on the side of King Donghu, and we are temporarily holding down our troops on the side of the Great Qin Empire. What about our old enemy the Great Yuezhi?"
"snort!"
Modun snorted coldly, his eyes bursting with murderous intent, and said coldly: "Ignore the Dayue clan for now, wait until we deal with Donghu, and then kill them all!"
The hatred between him and Da Yuezhi can be said to be as deep as the sea.
At the beginning, Touman, who was the Great Chanyu of the Xiongnu, sent him to Dayuezhi as a hostage when he was only five years old, causing him to suffer all kinds of torture and humiliation.
From the day he escaped back to the Xiongnu, he secretly swore that if he became the Great Chanyu of the Xiongnu, he would definitely destroy the Yueshi.
Now that he has successfully become the Great Chanyu of the Huns, sooner or later he will repay tooth for tooth and blood for blood against the Great Yueshi.
The next moment everyone was shocked by Maodun's momentum, a Huns soldier rushed into the golden tent and shouted:
"Dad Chanyu, it's not good, tall black smoke is burning inside the Great Wall, it seems that Da Qin is going to attack us!"
"What!?"
When all the tribal leaders heard this, they couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and all looked at Mao Dun.
Without saying a word, Mao Dun strode out of the golden tent and looked up towards the Great Wall.
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