To be honest, no one can do anything to deal with such life-threatening impeachment. Even Song Tingshan himself is afraid of offending the officials who came to the Ministry of Personnel for the assessment?

Bai Hua nodded: "Look, even if my old man is on top of me, wouldn't Wu Jichang be fine to find me? Fortunately, he is gone now!"

As soon as these words were said, several people looked at Chu Qing and quickly diverted their sight, picking up food, and drinking.

Only by seeing through but not telling it through can friends do it.

Chu Qing pretended not to see it. Anyway, everyone was unfounded. Moreover, Wu Jichang's death, whether you Song Tingshan or Bai Hua, you will help you make the final decision.

However, Chu Qing still expressed that he was not dissatisfied with the court. Chu Qing said, "Yeah! Don't worry, I have no idea. Can revolutionary comrades stand the test of history!"

As soon as I looked up and looked at her in surprise, I realized that there was something wrong with what I said. I really drank some wine and became less vigilant.

I quickly continued: "After being impeached once, I really think I am an official. I used to only hear you say impeachment and impeachment, but I still think that it is all about being an official and it has nothing to do with me. This time I have caught up with the trend!

However, although he was angry at that time, of course, now he was angry, and he didn’t understand anything. Isn’t it just that bad money drives out good money? It’s not strange!”

Song Tingshan and Bai Hua looked at each other: "What currency? What are you expelling?"

Chu Qing thought for a while and said, "Yes! It's just that 'the traitor money is growing more and more, and the real money is falling more and more.'

It’s like copper coins. Now one tael of silver can be used to exchange 1,300 copper coins. How many people are willing to buy things and spend money now?

It’s just my stupid son who thought it was too heavy to pretend to be a copper coin, so he still had money in his arms!

The same is true for handling the wrongdoing. Some people do more and some do less, but the treatment is almost the same;

Naturally, the "lazy" people feel relaxed, but they don't like the serious people;

And those who work hard will feel unfair over time: they work so hard, but they enjoy the same treatment as those who don’t work hard, and they will be run by them;

The most annoying thing is that although some people really work hard and some people pretend to work hard, in the eyes of the imperial sh... the court, everyone's condition is the same;

Then, those who work hard either resign or join them and learn from those who "get it for nothing";

They impeached me today, just to expel me!

I can think so, you don’t have to worry.”

Chu Qing did not intend to discuss whether he could block other people's financial path or official path. Although that was the fundamental reason, these two people were "heroes and righteous". Chu Qing dared not say such words.

Avoid the important and light.

Although Chu Qing's metaphor is not very appropriate, it also reveals their unwillingness, so it is very empathetic.

However, they are still different from Chu Qing. At most, they are picked on their bones and affected their promotions, while Chu Qing's life is worrying.

It’s useless to say this, so it’s okay to complain a few times. Chu Qing’s drinks a little wine, but he drank Bai Hua and Song Tingshan high. It seems that they have some confusion.

Wei Chengyi held one of them with one hand and took them down the stairs, looked back at Chu Qing: "Are you okay?"

Chu Qing put his hands behind his back, walked downstairs with light steps, and his eyes were clear: "Is something wrong."

Wei Chengyi looked around and saw that both of them were drunk and toasting each other, so he was a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Chu Qing said: "Let Lao Bai settle the account, don't try to escape the order by getting drunk!"

Wei Chengyi: “…”

Bai Hua, who seemed drunk, was still urging Song Tingshan to drink: "Drink! Take two more jars away! Note the account of the board office!"

Chu Qing: "..."

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When he returned to Chu's house, Chu Qing locked himself in the "studio" again.

It was getting late, Chu Qing lit all the candles, and the room was brightly lit.

From the fifth-rank official family, they still own many industries. Anyone who sees them will have to call him "The Rich House". If you want to say that the candlesticks should be bronze, or even gold-inlaid with jade, but the lamps in the Chu house are full of white porcelain.

Except for Chu Qing's bedroom, there is a three-branched copper candlestick that is used as a mascot, the rest of the lamps are all white porcelain, and they are equipped with lamps to support porcelain plates that make reflectors.

One is for good looks, and the other is for reflection and wind protection.

Since the room was full of candlelight, Chu Qing naturally would not touch gunpowder again.

What Chu Qing wants to process now is a compression spring.

Since I thought about using flint to ignite the fire today, I had to actually create a grenade.

Among the gunpowder I configured, the purity of potassium nitrate is high enough, the purity of sulfur is not bad, and the charcoal is also excellent. It can be said that it is no less than the level in the 1940s and 1950s.

What is more fortunate now is that as long as Master Lu and Lao Huang Zhong have treated him, there is no shortage of tools.

Chu Qing found the iron wire at home. This thing was precious. The two old guys tried hard to draw several large rolls, all of which were of all thickness.

The iron that I make is good at, not inferior to the steelmaking, so this thing is very good for springs.

Chu Qing picked out a drill bit from his own special one, and picked out a suitable thickness. There was a one with a slim at the top and inserted it into the hand-crank drill.

After passing one end of the wire about a millimeter and a half thick through the holed iron bar, clamping the wire head in a gap, inserting the iron bar into the gap, adjusting the angle, Chu Qing began to shake the drill handle by hand.

Soon, a compression spring with an inner diameter of about three millimeters was ready. Chu Qing tried its compression rebound force and was quite satisfied.

Find the flint that you picked up by the lake in the afternoon, and tap it one by one with iron bars to find the easiest thing to spark and smash it into small particles.

Then grind the thicker wire out of the tip, cut it off, and swell it at one end of the spring, so that the striker part is completed.

An insurance sale is also needed.

Cut a rectangular iron sheet, measure the length of the spring compressed, and drill two holes.

Chu Qing rolled the iron sheet into a cylinder on the thick iron wire. He looked at it and saw that the holes were penetrated, and he was very satisfied, but he only made several bloody holes on his fingers.

Now it's time to do a pull-up ring.

Chu Qing found a piece of wire and twisted it into an Arabic numeral "9". He twisted it into two threads at the junction to make it firm.

Use thick iron wire to poke the spring to the tightest position, then insert the straight end of the "9" iron wire into the hole opposite the iron tube, and a spring striker igniter is ready!

Put a few small particles of flint into it, and the iron tube was stuck on the table. Chu Qing pulled out the "9" type safety pin. With a "ding", the spring was released, and the striker hit the flint, making a small crisp sound.

The iron tube is opaque and sparks appear inside and cannot be seen, but when it comes to this sound, the force of the firing needle is quite strong.

I put some toner on the table, then reset the ignitor, unplug the safety pin, and "ding"! There is a Mars bomb on the toner, OK!

But if you insert this thing into gunpowder, wouldn’t it explode at a little fire and explode directly in your hands?

After thinking about it, Chu Qing decided to add an extended bend pipe to the igniter.

It is difficult to make a bend of pipe. If you want to roll the iron sheet into a barrel and make a bend, you will have four more bloody holes on your hands.

Connect the bend to the igniter to form a U-shaped shape with one end higher and the other lower, and add a little bit of gunpowder to the bottom of the bend.

Without experimental data reference, it all depends on the feel of the hand, Chu Qing didn't know if this could work.

She took the ignition into the yard, Zhuo Yao walked over and looked at it, and asked, "What is this?"

"Little steel cannon!" Chu Qing said.

You can't talk too much to the dangerous.

Find a wire wrapped around the bent pipe and inserted it into the soil, then tie a thin rope to the pull ring. Chu Qing pulled it more than three feet away and heard the slight sound of a striker hitting the flint.

After about two seconds, sparks sprayed out from the bent pipe, and in just a moment, it turned into smoke.

"That's it? A squin!" Zhuo Yao said.
Chapter completed!