Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 820 Soul torture
"It's not a problem," Mu Xiyin smiled gently when she heard the words, raised her finger to touch the barrel of the firearm, her eyes were full of love and affection, "there are martial arts fields in the duke's mansion on the left and right, Aning and Ah Yun and the others are discussing and competing over there, so let's go directly to find them there."

"It just so happens that the wind is low today, and the field and the target are ready-made. Let's go there and test it out."

"But having said that, Your Highness Seventh, before I start the actual test, I still have a few questions to ask you, but I don't know if you can answer them for me."

"Sister Mu, you don't have to be so polite. If you have any questions, just ask." The young man grinned. Up to now, he still doesn't know what terrible words he said to Mu Xiyin, and, in the next two hours, In the end, he will feel sincere regret for his outspokenness at this moment——

"Since that's the case, then I'll really be rude to you." Mu Xiyin nodded, and after speaking, she solemnly sat up straight while stroking the firearm's faucet.

Infected by her serious appearance, everyone subconsciously followed her to straighten their backs and straighten their arms. Mo Junli, who was standing opposite her, even slightly retracted his jaw and tightened the line of his lips nervously.

"Your Highness, I paid attention to this firearm just now when I dismantled it. Judging from the notch in the chamber and the mechanism on the body of the firearm, what you did should be the rear-loaded firecracker, right?" Mu Xiyin raised her brows and eyes slightly, her tone was calm and calm.

Mo Junli heard that the back was slightly tense, and hurriedly nodded and answered "yes".

"Okay." The woman narrowed her eyes, and the conversation suddenly changed, "Then how many pieces of gunpowder can it load at one time, and can it be fired continuously?"

"...The craftsmen made the hand rest into an openable hollow according to your design, Sister Mu," Mo Junli thought for a while, and quickly responded, "Up to three pieces of lead can be filled at a time, and the hand rest is extra. Nine pieces can be stored...a total of twelve pieces."

"As far as continuous firing... the craftsmen have said that this gun can be fired up to three times in a row, which is the loading capacity of one shot."

"Oh?" Mu Xiyin raised her brows slightly, her eyes were sharp, "Only three times?"

The young man's scalp was numb, and he quickly stood up straight again: "Yes, only three times, because the barrel of this gun will overheat after three rounds are fired in succession, and if it is fired again, it will easily deform the gun body, and even explode the chamber. risks of……"

"Yes, three bursts is the current limit."

"Well, that's it." Mu Xiyin's tone remained the same, she lowered her head and turned over the new firearm in her hand, "It sounds like a material problem, but it's barely enough for three shots in a row."

"Then, what about the ammunition || ammunition || specifications?"

"...about an inch long, four quarters and seven in diameter, copper-clad, built-in lead stone, gun|powder." At this point, Mo Junli's tone paused slightly, "The gunpowder is remade according to the ratio you proposed earlier, Sister Mu. In proportion, the power has really increased a lot.”

"That's right." Mu Xiyin showed her approval in her eyes, but she suddenly withdrew her smile in the next breath. She held the firearm in her hand with no expression of joy or anger on her face, "This thing seems to be heavier than I expected. a little."

"I expected this thing to be no more than ten catties, at most ten catties, but now it seems to be a full eleven catties or six taels."

"Your Highness Seventh, the heavier the firearm, the higher the physical requirements for the soldiers who use it... You should be clear about this truth, right?"

"Clear." Mo Junli pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, and the cold sweat from his temples immediately flowed out of his forehead, and his back was almost soaked.

——He originally thought that what Mu Xiyin could ask was at most questions about the manufacturing and mass production of the new firecrackers. How could she have asked these things, and the more she asked, the more direct, the more she asked is terrible!
If he hadn't asked the blacksmiths about the firearm in detail before coming here, he would have been so questioned that he couldn't speak at this time!

Sure enough...there is a priority in hearing, there is a specialization in art, and the elder sister is the elder sister. Even if he and the little national teacher live an extra life, in terms of improving military equipment, they can't beat elder sister Mu.

The young man couldn't help but put on a wry smile, and when he opened his mouth to answer Mu Xiyin's question, his confidence also weakened by three points.

He lowered his brows and eyes, and said softly like a child who has done something wrong: "Sister Mu, the blacksmiths have tried to make it exactly according to the size on your drawing."

"But the barrel wall of the gun body is too thin. After the craftsmen made it and tried to fire less than five bullets, the barrel was deformed and couldn't be used for a long time at all...they presumptuously The overall thickness of the firearm is a bit thicker."

"In that case, it's still a matter of materials." After hearing this, Mu Xiyin raised her eyebrows, her expression calm as usual, "It seems that we need to produce a new material to make firearms."

"Okay, I'm probably aware of the problems right now, and I'll find some free time to study carefully how to solve the problem of materials—"

"Guys, let's go to the Martial Arts Field to find Aning and the others first, so that we won't be able to see the target clearly when the sun goes down." Mu Xiyin said, got up and hugged the firearm as she spoke, and went out first. Liuxia Garden.

Seeing this, everyone quickly followed her pace, and when they passed by Mo Junli who was still standing still and couldn't recover for a while, they all cast sympathetic eyes on him.

"Hey~ my poor mistress." Li Yunchi lowered his voice, sighed and shook his head, while trying to raise his hand on tiptoe, he patted the boy's shoulder soothingly.

"People are not very smart in the first place, but this time being suppressed by the master, they are simply compared to... what? But, it doesn't matter, Master, this disciple will not despise you."

"Even if you are the stupidest, poorest and naive teacher's wife in the whole world, this apprentice will definitely take care of you well." Xiao Daotong raised his head and said solemnly, the seriousness in his big eyes is infuriating There is nowhere to send.

"Teacher will never give up on you, don't worry!"

Hearing this, Mo Junli was suddenly moved to tears: "Then I really want to thank you, little luotou, you are really my pro-disciple."

"Master, what are you thanking, it's all from my family, you don't need to thank me." Li Yunchi shook his head, "I didn't say this to hear your thanks."

He was really worried about his wife's miserable old age.

After all, Master, he has nothing but good looks. The reason why Master can fall in love with him is probably because of his face. If he gets older and his appearance is not as good-looking as he is now, wouldn't he be neglected by Master?

Their family's financial | financial | power is obviously in the hands of the master, if the master is neglected by the master...

Hey~ No, no, no, Mrs. Shi is poor, stupid and mean-spirited, but he is a filial and good boy, and he will never see Mrs. Shi's miserable evening.

Right, that is it.

Xiaodaotong nodded his head in a serious manner, and Mo Junli saw his expression, and the mist in his eyes suddenly turned more violently——

He didn't thank him at all! !

　Poor coward.

　　I was hit by my sister's IQ reduction.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)