The full name of the Craftsman Academy is the Craftsman Academy.
It was a government office in name, but in fact it was more like a scientific research institution of the Dachang Dynasty, mainly responsible for spending money.
It's not the kind of place where you can apply for money and food to study how to boil boiled water. The Craftsman Academy also applies for money and food and keeps investing, but once there is progress, it will be rewarded tenfold and a hundredfold.
The most recent research of the Craftsman Institute is "Pao". Chu Qing's mission of death must be understood first by Pao.
Chu Qing was really a loser. As for the artillery, the eldest princess's younger brothers brought it and installed it on the warship. They also used gunpowder.
However, these little things are very unique. They are composed of barrel, medicine chamber, breech and other parts. The smoothbore is mostly front-loaded and can be fixed on the ship or used on land by carriage.
This is much sharper than the gunpowder crossbow. It is easy to imitate, but Cuttlefish is not satisfied with it. He thinks it can be improved to make it lighter and easier to carry. The range, power, etc. can be improved.
What we are encountering now is the problem of the gun barrel, which is also the biggest problem. It’s not that it can’t be made. I just want to make a most suitable gun barrel that is more durable, because the gun barrels of the Sun Kingdom fans are similar to consumables. Yes, not to mention the chance of the barrel exploding, I can't stand it if I shoot too much, and the barrel becomes unusable.
The Craftsman's Courtyard is located in the east of the city, built on a piece of wasteland. It is somewhat remote, with a vast area and sparsely populated areas.
The surrounding area was turned into a forbidden area, and 200 people from the Eighth Battalion Jingwei were assigned to patrol the area. No unrelated persons were allowed to approach, for fear of accidental injury and evil intentions.
When Chu Qing and Fu San arrived, the sound of rumbling could not be heard.
The pitted and empty land is filled with various copper materials and various types of gun barrels.
The test firing has just been completed, and the newly cast gun barrel is one-piece. It does not meet the requirements of the Mohist disciples, but it fully reaches the power and range of the cannons of the Kingdom of the Sun. The Mohist disciples strive for excellence.
The Mohist disciples held torches and had a heated discussion around a cannon tube. The cuttlefish was lying on the recliner next to it, fanning leisurely.
Cuoyu is not the oldest member of the Mohist family, he is considered to be the middle-aged generation at most, but this guy is a great son. Not only is he a great son, he is also the leader who leads the old Mo family to restore the glory of the Mo family. Among the Mo family, he must be the leader. Unparalleled prestige.
Cuttlefish deserves such respect and prestige. Not to mention Chu Qing, just by running to the East China Sea by boat, and then running to the border as if trying to survive in the wilderness, waiting for Chu Qing for an inexplicable hexagram, with this perseverance and on the road The hardships endured were unimaginable to ordinary people. The most important thing was that when he first joined the team, he was scolded every day. Chu Qing thought this guy was from a down-and-out family.
In the distance, there is a Tongzi Tower like a Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs, which is also the residence of Mohist disciples.
Seeing Chu Qing coming, the disciples of the Mo family said hello one after another.
Cuiyu didn't get up. He was fanning himself and sipping tea like a retired cadre.
Chu Qing walked over quickly, grabbed a stool and placed it next to him, his smile as bright as a sunflower producing sunshine.
"So free."
Chu Qing picked up the teapot, touched the temperature, pointed it at his mouth and drank.
"It's just a moment of leisure after a busy day."
"You're so busy." Chu Qing said cheerfully: "So many Mo family disciples are busy working on barrels and rifling. It's the same with or without you."
"nonsense."
Cuiyu was not happy: "Why do you think Lao Sheng became such a powerful figure in the Mohist family? It was because of his knowledge and skills. Without Lao Sheng, just because of the rifling of the cannon you mentioned, they would have been quarreling until the end of the year of the monkey."
Chu Qing was dubious: "Do you still need to make up your mind about this kind of thing?"
"That's natural."
Cuiyu sat up, his eyes full of energy: "When this cannon is completed, it will be invincible on the battlefield. At that time, it will be the time for our Mo family to shine, and it will be the time for my name, Cuiyu, to remain in history." .”
After finishing speaking, Cuiyu stood up and gave a very solemn salute to Chu Qing.
Nothing needs to be said, everything is said.
Although Chu Qing did not participate in the Mohist disciples' attempt to imitate the Sun God Kingdom's artillery and improve it, it was because of him that the Mohist disciples were able to show their talents, study knowledge with peace of mind, and pass on the Mohist skills from generation to generation.
Chu Qing was still smiling, but his smile was a bit complicated.
"Ha." Chu Qing laughed dryly and patted Cuiyu on the shoulder: "It's okay, I just came over to take a look and help you."
Turning around, waving his hand, Chu Qing got on the horse, his back looking a little desolate.
Cuiyu always felt that something was wrong with Chu Qing, so he glanced at Fu San: "Young boy from the Chu family, what's going on?"
The third brother sighed silently, cupped his hands towards the cuttlefish, and got on his horse.
The craftsman's courtyard is not far from the farm.
Chu Qing, who was feeling disappointed, smiled again. He wanted to see Changxian, who had always obeyed his words.
It was also a piece of land planted with potatoes and sweet potatoes. Tong Gui and Niuben personally guarded it with the guards and imperial guards. The size was almost as big as that of the palace.
After Chu Qing arrived, he asked and found out that Changxian was already asleep in a simple bamboo house.
According to what Tong Gui said, Changxian's biological clock is extremely chaotic now. He is guarding the ground every day, guarding potatoes and sweet potatoes. When he is really sleepy, he goes back to sleep. He sleeps for a few hours, and then continues to read after getting up, barefoot, He watered the ground, removed insects, and never ignored others.
He quietly arrived at the bamboo house. On a small bed, Changxian was lying with his back stretched out.
"Birthday, my royal brother's birthday..."
"Ah ah ah ah oh oh oh oh..."
"My brother will be a wise king for the rest of his life..."
Langya Wang Changxian talked in his sleep, speaking softly and making people laugh.
Tong Gui whispered: "The birthday of His Highness the Crown Prince is coming soon. His Highness King Langya said that when the crops are grown, he will dedicate the biggest potatoes to His Highness the Crown Prince, and he will also plant potatoes and sweet potatoes all over Zhongzhou. No matter what happens in his life, Even if you don’t do it, you have to get this done..."
Smiling, Tong Gui continued in a low voice: "His Royal Highness said that he didn't know how to be a good king at first, but now he knows that as long as the people in the world have enough to eat and no longer go hungry, then he will be a good king."
Chu Qing walked over, bent down and picked up the blanket that Chang Xian had kicked off, gently wiped the muddy water on his trouser legs, and then threw it to the ground again.
He gently withdrew and looked at Tong Gui. Chu Qing smiled and said, "Take good care of Your Highness."
"The general will know, please rest assured."
Back on the horse, Chu Qing still had a smile on his face, but this smile was a little lonely, a little bitter, and a little helpless.
"Go back to the office."
Chu Qing raised his riding whip, and the third brother quickly said: "Master, Brother Dajun is at Camp Fenyong, not far from here."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Chu Qing nodded: "Okay, let's go to Fenyong Camp."
The group of people rode horses and rushed to the Fenyong camp ten miles away.
Just after entering the camp, I heard laughter and curses coming from the big tent. The loudest and most familiar one was Brother Dajun.
Under the light of the torch, Brother Dajun sat cross-legged at the door, surrounded by a group of captains.
I will follow my young master from Beiguan to the East China Sea...
Riding the wind and waves…
Enemies seen...
The extremely stable and sturdy general, surrounded by admiring eyes, was holding a wine bottle and laughing. The purgatory created in his heart was about to collapse.
Looking at Brother Dajun's rare smile from a distance, Chu Qing didn't say anything, got on the horse, turned the horse's head, and left the camp.
"Master, do you want to go to the academy? General Wen has recently..."
"No, go back to the office."
"Master!"
The third brother suddenly grabbed the reins and shook his head at Chu Qing for the first time in his history.
"You go to the academy, go, okay? I beg you, little one."
Chu Qing sighed: "If it were the academy..."
"Then go to Prince Wu's Mansion to look for A Yi, go back to Chu Mansion to look for Qiu Baoyu, go to Zhuangzi to look for Yuzi, look for Miss Lvzhu, go to the Ministry of Rites, look for Ahu, go..."
"good!"
Chu Qing nodded heavily: "Then let's go look for them. Find them."
The third brother nodded repeatedly, loosened the reins, got on his horse, and shouted over his shoulder: "Let's go with you to find your friends."
The detective horses echoed one after another, but they were confused in their hearts.
They had no idea what Chu Qing was going to do, why he was looking for these people, why he was looking for these people, and just like now, he found them but had to leave again.
No one asked, but they all felt that the back of Chu Qing, who was riding the horse, was no longer what it used to be. It seemed that something was missing.
