Ming Dynasty: Traveling through the harem, Zhu Yuanzhang was dumbfounded

Chapter 94 Sir! He can't hear (please subscribe)
The distance between the old and the young was no more than three feet.

Yang Chen raised his mouth to reveal a confident smile:
"Master Tao, I know you always dream of flying with human power.

A few days ago, I took the initiative to ask the prince to choose you because I knew that only you could do it.

Your courage to explore is a perfect match for what I want to do!"

In an instant, Tao Chengdao's eyelids drooped, his eyes sparkling, and he couldn't help trembling with excitement all over. He only suppressed his emotions and didn't lose his composure.

"My dear friend, do you also think that human-powered flight is feasible?"

"feasible!"

After getting a positive answer, Tao Chengdao couldn't help but shed tears.

Once upon a time, many people laughed at his unrealistic idea of ​​flying.

Before serving Zhu Yuanzhang, Tao Chengdao was very young. After mastering some principles of gunpowder, he began to devote himself to the research of rockets.

He once proposed using rockets to take people into space.

But he was ridiculed, and later Zhu Yuanzhang took a liking to him.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang did not fully agree with his idea of ​​rocket flying into the sky.

I just didn't say it because I hoped the other party could develop rockets to attack the enemy. I understand.

During Zhu Yuanzhang's wars, Tao Chengdao had always been under Zhu Yuanzhang's command, leading many people to create many weapons that could affect the enemy.

After he became successful and famous, fewer people laughed at him.

Tao Chengdao understood, however, that those people did not approve of him, but that his position was too high.

In order to avoid being hated by himself, he hid his ridicule and pointed fingers at him secretly.

Now, he received affirmation from Yang Chen for the first time. It was as if he had been walking alone for most of his life, and suddenly found that someone recognized him!

The feeling of meeting a close friend instantly filled his chest.

"May I know your name? Where did your heritage come from?"

He originally wanted to discuss his results with Yang Chen, but found that he couldn't even call out the other person's name.

When Zhu Biao mentioned Yang Chen to him, he did not give a detailed introduction, but simply said his last name.

Tao Chengdao only knew a person named Yang Xiaoyou.

"My last name is Yang, and my given name is Chen."

Yang Chen smiled slightly: "As for the inheritance, there are too many to finish talking about in a short time."

Tao Chengdao felt very confused after receiving this answer. He had never heard of such a name before. However, perhaps because the tradition of the other party's hometown was different, he did not ask any more questions.

As for inheritance, I really didn't expect the other party to say that he had too much inheritance.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the inheritance be passed down to only one person?
At this moment, the other party's status was elevated again in his heart.

Not only is he valued by the prince, but his identity is also very mysterious.

Based on these few points alone, Tao Chengdao had already figured out the general situation and knew how to deal with the other party next.

It is naturally impossible to look down on others. Even Mu Ying, who was once your Majesty's first adopted son, was so polite to him.

A second-rank official cannot be too overbearing.

"You scholars of letters are talking in a roundabout way, which really doesn't go my way. Son-in-law, don't keep us here.

I also want to see what you came up with after all that fuss in the yard?
How about taking me in to have a look?"

Mu Ying's familiar rough voice sounded.

He walked straight to Yang Chen, put his arm around his shoulders and whispered.

"Son-in-law! Let me tell you, my wife is very curious when she heard that you are her son-in-law. Why don't you come back to my mansion with me and have a meal later?"

"Hiss! This can't be what my mother-in-law meant, right? Could it be that my young lady whom I have never met wants to see my handsome appearance?"

Yang Chen touched his chin and said, "It's not impossible to do this, how about this, father-in-law, since the young lady wants to see me.

Today is a good day, why not let the young lady come back with me?"

"You are so beautiful!"

Mu Ying pushed the other person away with one hand and hit him. Of course, he didn't use much force, just a light touch. Then he said with a very unpleasant expression:
"How many times have I told you that my daughter is still unmarried and how can I meet you?"

After saying that, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Actually, it was my mother's idea. She said you'd been away for a few days and she was worried about leaving you with me, so she came to my house for dinner and asked you to come along."

"So it was the Queen's idea. In that case, let's just follow my father-in-law's arrangements.

Now I need to take them away. If my father-in-law wants to come and see, he can come along."

Yang Chen nodded, finally figuring out the reason.

Then he looked at Tao Chengdao and the other masters and craftsmen.

"Everyone, stop talking nonsense and let's go."

"please!"

Yang Chen turned around and left in a leisurely manner. The people behind him looked at each other, and then hurried to catch up, fearing that they would fall behind.

We passed by villas, flower bushes, pavilions, corridors, and other breathtaking buildings, and then arrived at the battlefield.

The alchemists who were previously taken away by Chi Lin were also gathered in the center of the battlefield and given a lecture.

The general content is to tell them the time to eat and drink, and when they can rest during the day.

Standing here, everyone could see from afar several plaques hanging with hemp ropes not far away.

The content on the plaque is very rhyming.

“Seize the sunny days and grab the cloudy days.

A drizzle is a good day, and the moon is daytime.

One sunny day is worth two.

Light rain means heavy work, heavy rain means very hard work.

Work hard when there is a storm and work hard when there is no rain.

Go, go, go. "

Mu Ying muttered to himself and repeated all the contents on the plaque.

Looking at Yang Chen, his whole expression changed.

'This kid has a really dirty heart. He doesn't even treat people as human beings.
The words sounded so nice, but when you come here, you will find that you are just doing forced labor.'

Mu Ying was not a kind person. As the saying goes, a kind person cannot command an army. In his eyes, the lives of ordinary people are just numbers.

He just felt slightly impressed by Yang Chen's methods.

Who would have thought that a clean-looking young man would have completely different faces in front of others and behind their backs.

Thinking about how excited that group of alchemists were just now, and how they only discovered the truth when they got here, I'm afraid they would inevitably feel resentment towards him in their hearts.

In addition to him, several blacksmiths and gunpowder makers transferred from the Ministry of Works also gathered together.

They could read and understood the words on the plaque, so they began to worry about their future lives.

Yang Chen saw that some people were suspicious of him and immediately stood up to explain.

“Masters, please do not misunderstand, these words are not directed at you, but are meant to stir up the minds of those alchemists and sinners.

I hope you all don’t worry. They are criminals and you are good people. I will not kill innocent people or persecute you.”

After hearing these words, the craftsman, who was originally worried and frightened, temporarily put his mind at ease.

Without waiting for them to ask more questions, Yang Chen led everyone to a wooden room.

The layout of the place is very similar to that of later classrooms, with a podium, and even a blackboard and chalk.

The blackboard was made by Yang Chen ordering people to compact wood chips and then soak them in black dye for three days and three nights.

He asked someone to make chalk using gypsum flour, egg shells and other materials.

Gypsum was called cold water stone in the Ming Dynasty, which took Yang Chen a lot of time to explain, otherwise it would be impossible to find gypsum. After entering the room, Mu Ying looked around and did not ask why the layout was like this.

Everything around is very similar to the school, but a little different.

"Lao Tao, please sit wherever you like. Masters, please sit wherever you like."

Yang Chen stood on the podium, pointed at all the desks that had been prepared in advance and said, "Lao Tao, we will be working together in the future, and you will definitely feel awkward if I call you Mr. Tao.

I should be fine with just calling him Lao Tao, right?"

"No problem. Young friend Yang has a very carefree personality, which I have never seen before. It is my honor to work with Young friend Yang."

Tao Chengdao raised his hand in response, and he really didn't look like he cared.

The other masters also sat down.

After everyone was seated, Yang Chen couldn't wait to start his plan.

Differently drawn with a chalk on a blackboard.

All the while explaining what each of them needs to do.

“Three masters, you are all veterans from the Ministry of Industry, so I won’t waste any more words.

When you get here, you just need to build the items according to the drawings I gave you.

First of all, there are these tiny gears, buckles, and triggers.

There is also the barrel and spring.

I have already drawn the drawings of each structure on the blueprint, and the three of us have clear division of labor.”

At the same time he was speaking, several guards came in from the gate. These guards were originally Mu Ying's subordinates, and now they are Yang Chen's subordinates.

According to the prior arrangement, they placed piles of drawings in front of the three people.

Sitting on the huge rectangular table, the three of them squinted their eyes, pulled the few white hairs on their heads and began to think in their minds.

There is no need to say much about gears. They appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period, and bronze gears already existed in the Han Dynasty.

By the Ming Dynasty, research on gear-like devices had already reached a complete advanced stage.

These experienced craftsmen can even use their skills to hammer out gears that are only one-tenth the size of a fingernail.

The hard part for them is the trigger and the spring.

“The things you are going to make next will be combined into a brand new musket in the future.

The power is so great that the barrel cannot be melted and hammered at the later stage of casting.

It must be formed in one piece, and no matter how well it is hammered, cracks will appear on the barrel itself.

If used too many times, it will explode and endanger the lives of our soldiers."

With his hands on the podium, he explained the drawings, and these old craftsmen quickly understood what Yang Chen meant.

"Master Yang, we understand. If we give the three of us some time, we will surely be able to refine these things you mentioned.

If there are any questions I don’t understand in the future, I hope you can enlighten me!”

Among the three people sitting around, an older man with the most muscles stepped forward and said that he was able to take on the task.

The previous reluctance in his eyes when he realized that the person he was serving was a young man disappeared completely.

The drawings sent to them seemed simple.

In fact, only they know how much effort was spent on these drawings.

Although it was also a painting, Yang Chen presented it perfectly in front of them by using the method of geometric three-view drawing.

The front view, top view and side view vividly illustrate the structure of an object so that they can understand what they should do.

He also noted the details and described them in a drawing.

It can be said that all of them have been taken into consideration.

"Don't worry, old craftsman. I am in the mansion. If anything happens, just send someone to notify me.

If there is nothing else to do, just go and get busy.

I have already arranged everything, both the materials and the stove."

There wasn't much time to begin with, and looking for someone wasted another day or two.

As soon as this person arrived, Yang Chen planned to start work.

"Okay! We will definitely not let you down.

Second and third brother, let’s go!”

Following the old man's order, the other two left.

Looking at the backs of the three people, Yang Chen shook his head and sighed.

"If anyone says that ancient Chinese people didn't have big muscles again, I'll smash his head to death."

The three old craftsmen had lived in the blacksmith shop since they were a few years old, and were later recruited by the Ministry of Works because of their superb skills.

Blacksmithing is a physical job. It cannot be done without strength and strong muscles.

Zhu Biao considered that Yang Chen's matter was very troublesome, so he directly asked Xue Xiang for three of the most skilled craftsmen.

"It's this master's turn next. He should be studying gunpowder, right?"

The place where his hand was pointing was a rather thin old man.

This man was dressed in a gray-brown robe and did not hold any official position. He raised his hand, revealing his fleshy fingers, and responded in a loud voice.

"Hello, sir. I am Wen Huabiao!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice filled the whole room. Although he was thin, I didn't expect that he would show a smiling face as soon as he finished speaking.

It seemed as if he was waiting for Yang Chen's praise.

Yang Chen yawned and laughed.

"Okay, okay, so it's Senior Wen. In that case, I'll just call you Old Wen."

To be honest, Yang Chen's smile at this moment was very awkward, because he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this guy, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was.

"Hahaha! Sir, please tell me what you want. I will do my best to serve you!"

Another inexplicable and strange answer. Yang Chen looked at him with one eye larger than the other and asked tentatively:

"Old Wen? Did you hear what I said?"

The sound was not loud, which made Wen Huabiao a little confused. His cloudy eyes seemed to be thinking.

After a moment, he responded carelessly:

"My lord! Don't worry! I have served your majesty for twenty years, and my gunpowder skills are not inferior to others!"

When this answer came out, even Mu Ying was stunned!

Everything the two men asked and answered was nonsense. Yang Chen looked at Tao Chengdao, wanting an explanation.

"Lao Tao! What's wrong with this guy?"

With an embarrassed look on his face, Tao Chengdao was forced to stand up and explain to the people around him.

"I'm so sorry, Lord Yang, Wen Huabiao has been dealing in gunpowder since he was eighteen.

He often creates some extremely powerful gunpowder to explode around him.

As a result, he suffered from ear disease in the past few years, and the voices of ordinary people were too soft for him.

If you want to talk to him, you need to speak louder."

"Wen Huabiao! What you said earlier was totally irrelevant! The master is very angry! Speak less!"

In response to Yang Chen's words, Tao Chengdao loudly reminded Wen Huabiao of the mistake he had just made, using a voice twice as loud as usual.

Plus, it was said in his ear, which made Wen Huabiao understand what he had just done.

His old face suddenly turned red and he bowed and apologized to the people around him.

(End of this chapter)