Chapter 52                                                                                                                             �

Zhou Mengchen thought that Fengcheng Hou was very satisfied with him, and his nervous expression was a little relaxed. Zhou Mengchen thought to himself: "It seems that I was wrong. Fengcheng Hou is indeed magnanimous, or the relationship between him and his mentor was just a battle of intentions back then, and it was no longer a big deal."

So he thought about it eighteen times and said, "Hello, you are polite. It is also an honor for the younger generation to be able to use it as a marquis. I wonder what the marquis has to do with it?"

Fengcheng Hou said: "It's still a problem with cavalry. I used troops in the Ming Dynasty and put firearms first. However, it is indeed inconvenient to use firearms immediately. Although there is a three-eyed gun created by the army, which is better than before, but it can only be fired immediately, and only three guns can be fired. It's very inconvenient. Since you have obtained the true teachings of Liu Gong, what do you think?"

Fengcheng Hou buried a pit in this problem.

Liu Tianhe also faced this problem before, so he built a three-eyed gun.

Of course, there are problems with three-eyed guns. For example, the three-eyed gun has a fuse rope. After ignition, it must be held and the whole person remains relatively stable until it is fired. This limits the speed of the horse. For example, the three-eyed gun is relatively heavy. If you use the three-eyed gun, it is unlikely to use other weapons. Many cavalry even use the three-eyed gun first and use it as an iron rod.

Of course it is not as good as a saber and spear.

However, even with all kinds of disadvantages, the large-scale popularization of the three-eyed gun in the middle and late Ming Dynasty still shows that it has advantages over the previous fire gate guns and other fire guns. Before riding a horse and rushing, the chance of winning will be more than one more gun.

It can be said that Liu Tianhe’s solution cannot be said to be the best. However, there has been a great progress at that time.

The Marquis of Fengcheng felt that Zhou Mengchen, as a disciple of Liu Tianhe, could not further advance this issue.

Or Fengcheng Hou himself couldn't think of a better solution than this.

In addition, there is a problem of teacher skills.

Although Han Yu said: The master does not have to be as good as the disciple, and the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher. However, for many times, people still need to teach the dignity of the teacher, that is, the disciples should maintain the invention or creation of your master and cannot change it without authorization. Even if you really have a thought, you cannot say it directly. This is not a fault of your master. But Zhou Mengchen does not have this string in his mind.

Although he tried hard to think according to the people of this era, some things in his bones remained unchanged.

Therefore, when he heard the Fengcheng Hou's question, he thought to himself: "A firearm, I'm familiar with this."

Every boy has a gun in his heart. Although the country bans guns and cannot be bought, it does not hinder their understanding of guns from various channels.

Zhou Mengchen almost answered, saying: "In the eyes of the younger generation, if you want to create a musket suitable for horse riding on horseback, you need to improve two places. One is to ignite the fuse and change it to flintlock ignition, and the other is to increase the barrel and increase the firepower density for a moment."

Fengcheng Hou said with a meaning: "Flintlock? Do you mean ignite with flint?"

This sentence seemed to be asking Zhou Mengchen, and it seemed to be talking to himself. He was already in deep thought.

The Marquis of Fengcheng had never fought a big battle, but after all, he was from a general. He knew very well about the situation in the army, so when he heard the word "Fishlock", he felt like he had opened a door in his heart. He immediately realized that this idea could not only be used on the Ma Shang Mun, but also on other aspects.

Zhou Mengchen said: "That's right, but this is just one aspect. Flint ignition may not be qualified for a long time. However, there is another way. Please give me a pen and ink."

Without saying this, Li Ziwen had signaled his servant to send the four treasures of the study.

Zhou Mengchen looked at the brush and the grinded ink, and suddenly felt a little difficult to deal with. Suddenly, he thought of something. He stretched out his hand and pulled off the hairpin from his hair bun. He dipped ink on one end of the hairpin and drew pictures on the paper. Fortunately, Zhou Mengchen's painting skills are good, even if he does not have auxiliary tools, he still looks like a look. Although he can't say anything at all, he can also see what he is painting.

Zhou Mengchen is a revolver.

This is a shooting that Zhou Mengchen would not have been outdated for hundreds of years. Even now it is the era of primitive gunpowder.

After all, for an immediate confrontation, what is really useful is the moment when both sides intersect. It can only be opened six times in an instant. Even after this, before filling the next time, it is OK to slowly clean the barrel again. Of course, even when the flintlock is just started, it is not stable. Even if it is used, it can barely be used.

However, due to the characteristics of the original gunpowder and the materials of this era, this revolver is probably bigger than the Desert Eagle and heavier.

Zhou Mengchen has not calculated the specific amount of weight yet, but he just estimates it. But no matter how heavy it is, he can still be used as a secondary weapon. After firing the gun, it is not too late to draw a sword to rush.

Before the Marquis of Fengcheng had recovered from Zhou Mengchen's idea of ​​Shuitou, he saw that Zhou Mengchen was like offering treasures. He presented the drawings and explained the working principle in detail, using the power of gunpowder spray to push the wheel. Of course, the range would not be too far, but when the confrontation was about to happen, it would not take too long to be too far away.

It also eliminates the fixed posture of holding the gun on the horse, allowing the cavalry to have more movements on the horse.

Fengcheng Hou was a little dazed for a moment.

Although Fengcheng Hou still didn't understand some of the principles, he generally understood them. He was also sure that Zhou Mengchen's design was feasible, and the rest depends on the craftsman's level.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m wrong or the world is wrong.

It turns out that these problems have not been solved. I am stupid, but it is not difficult at all?

Then, Fengcheng Hou felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. It seemed that he had no power to fight back under Liu Tianhe's men a few years ago, but now he was intellectually squeezed by Liu Tianhe's disciples. He only felt that the person in front of him was so annoying and wanted to draw out his sword and stab him to death with one sword.

Of course, Fengcheng Hou was still very rational.

It was rational to understand that it was not that he was wrong, it was that the world was wrong, but that the person in front of him did have extraordinary talents. As soon as he thought about this, he felt a little sad in his heart. Zhou Mengchen knew this first, or that friend of his son, and he should have been a person on his own, but as soon as he slowed down, he became the disciple of the old man.

It's really hateful.

However, Fengcheng Hou was born as a noble son. He has been rich since childhood and has no shortage of anything, so he loves face the most. Even though he feels countless discomforts in his heart today, he does not show any trace of his face, which means he will knock down his front teeth and swallow it with blood.

The Hou of Fengcheng laughed loudly and said, "A good nephew's words are better than a thousand gold. I don't have to report to the court in the future to commend the merits of the nephew."

Zhou Mengchen said, "Mr. Miao Zan, I just have a fool." Although Zhou Mengchen said this, he was quite proud and happy in his tone.

As one of the top leaders in Wuchang City, Fengcheng Hou was also a nobleman and his power was not as strong as Governor Che. If he could be appreciated by Fengcheng Hou, it would be much more convenient for the Zhou family to be in Wuchang City in the future.

The Marquis of Fengcheng said, "Come and take a thousand taels of silver to the nephew Zhou."

"Yes." A servant immediately agreed.

Zhou Mengchen hurriedly said, "I will not receive any reward without merit. I will never accept this reward."

Fengcheng Hou did not value money much, after all, he had never lacked money since he was a child. Although he had taken action, he could only earn more than one thousand taels, you should know that Zhou Mengchen had been busy for several months, and in the business of Shui Zhong, he only earned about three thousand taels at most. His potential was almost the end.

This thousand taels of silver is really a big number for Zhou Mengchen.

But the Marquis of Fengcheng didn't care at all.

He just felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. What he cared about was that he was depressed and could not vent his anger. He couldn't help but say, "You learn the way of water conservancy. I also heard that you were carving out a fountain in the Yangji Temple. So, you can open another fountain in my mansion. This thousand taels of silver will be regarded as a reward for me as an elder."

After Fengcheng Hou said this, he immediately regretted it.

If this evil boy solved this problem with a wave of his hand, wouldn’t it make him even more uncomfortable?

Fengcheng Hou decided to stay here for his own health, otherwise he would inevitably lose his composure. He was wise, powerful, kind, and could not be protected from his image of supporting his juniors. He pretended to look at the water clock next to him and immediately said, "Oh, it's not too late, I still have something to do. My son will treat me to treat Nephew Zhou."

Li Ziwen immediately said: "Yes."

The so-called "no husband is better than a husband" is better than a husband. Zhou Mengchen could not guess the thoughts of the Marquis of Fengcheng, but Li Ziwen could guess a little. He forced himself to laugh so that others would not see the clues.

Zhou Mengchen naturally stood up and gave him a look.

After Fengcheng Hou left with great strides and starlight, Zhou Mengchen said to Li Ziwen: "I am really sorry for the generous gifts of the Lord, especially the fountain, but the terrain is natural. I haven't seen the situation inside the General's Mansion? This really stumped me. I'm afraid I can't get it done for a while."

When Li Ziwen heard this, he laughed and didn't know what to laugh at. He said, "It's okay, my father is just talking. If you can't do it, there's nothing." Li Ziwen said in his heart: "Maybe, he's still happy if he knows."

Zhou Mengchen didn't know what Li Ziwen was thinking, but felt that Fengcheng Hou was taking care of this little novel, and it was a little bad. So he pondered for a moment, changed his mind and said, "I thought about it for a while, maybe it wasn't impossible, but I just needed to explore it well before making a conclusion."
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