The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 18 Sister, your Jesus is in trouble! (Testing the waters, crazy for follow-up reading, don't support it)

"Fifth brother, Lao Ba wouldn't have used this piece of ginger to trick you out of hundreds of salted fish, right?"

Sitting at an eight-immortal table filled with food and wine, Yang Xiuqing, the Eastern King, was holding a small piece of ginger that had been carved into the shape of a bullet with a knife, and asked the honest-looking Wei Changhui with a helpless smile.

After hearing Yang Xiuqing's question, Wei Changhui, who had just finished directing hundreds of cooks to prepare a celebration banquet, did not answer immediately. Instead, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked around. He found that in the lobby of the God Worshipping Society, which had been converted into a banquet hall, there was no one else except Yang Xiuqing, Xiao Chaogui, Shi Dakai, and Hong Xuanjiao who were sitting at this table. Then he smiled and replied, "Fourth brother, we are all brothers. How can I not help you?

What Eighth Brother said makes sense. Only Brother Tian knows how to use the magic to turn five salted fish into enough to feed tens of thousands of people. If I don’t help, it will be a loss of face for all of us, including the King of Heaven and you.”

"Okay, okay," Yang Xiuqing interrupted impatiently, "Old Five, you are just too honest and simple-minded. You only know how to consider the overall situation!"

Wei Changhui smiled and said, "We are all brothers from Heaven! Besides, I don't think my eighth brother is cheating me. The 'hundred-step headshot bullet' he taught me should be quite powerful, which is exactly what our Heaven needs urgently!
Eighth brother also said that the bird guns we use now are called smoothbore guns in heaven, that is, the inside of the gun barrel is slippery, and the bullets are easy to slip when they are ejected, and the sealing is not good, and it is easy to leak, so it can't shoot far. But as long as you modify the gun a little bit, make it into the shape of the ginger in your hand, and hollow out a hole in the butt of the gun, it will be anti-slip and anti-leak, and you can shoot far and accurately. "

It turns out that the "hundred-step headshot bullet" that Luo Yaoguo taught Wei Changhui was actually the Nessler bullet that appeared in the 19s. This bullet has a lead skirt and a short tapered cylindrical appearance, and there is a conical hole at the bottom. It is similar to the Minié bullet for rifled guns that appeared at the same time, and can also be regarded as a Minié bullet for smoothbore guns.

The muskets and rifles equipped by the Taiping Army now are all smoothbore rifles. If they can use the "hundred-step headshot bullet", their power can be maximized!

"Fifth brother, it would be great if this were true!" Shi Dakai on the side also had an attitude of not getting involved in the "house fight" in God's house and was focused on defeating the Qing monster. His eyes were only staring at the "ginger bullet".

Yang Xiuqing smiled and handed the bullet model in his hand to Shi Dakai, then said to Wei Changhui: "Fifth brother, you are really honest. You believe everything he says?"

Wei Changhui smiled innocently: "Eighth brother came from heaven, many people saw him with their own eyes, and he also has magic weapons that are not available in the mortal world! He also said that he and I were very good friends in heaven."

Yang Xiuqing waved his hands and said with a wry smile: "Don't say anything. Since you believe him, then let your craftsmen make some according to his instructions! Don't just make birdshot, make some rifle bullets too."

"Understood!" Wei Changhui clasped his fists and accepted Yang Xiuqing's order, then said, "Fourth brother, I will ask someone to do it right away. I will definitely be able to make some within three days."

Yang Xiuqing nodded, then turned to Shi Dakai who was studying the bullet carved out of ginger and said, "Yada, you are a good shot. When Lao Wu's men finish making that 'hundred-step headshot bullet', you can test fire it yourself and report the result to me."

Shi Dakai quickly put down the "ginger bullet", then stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Understood! Don't worry, Fourth Brother, I will test fire it myself!"

Yang Xiuqing thought for a moment, then turned his gaze to Xiao Chaogui: "Brother-in-law, what do you think our new eighth brother is up to?"

As soon as he finished asking the question, the Taiping Army's holy soldiers cheered outside: "Miracle, long live the Miracle King! Thousand live the Southern King! Thousand live the angel!"

This is Hong Xiuquan, Feng Yunshan and Luo Yaoguo distributing "Salted Fish and Roast Pork" to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's holy soldiers in a certain army!

This is also a miracle!

“Five Salted Fishes” barbecued pork, there are so many pieces of fish that tens of thousands of people can each eat one piece, and they are not small. If this is not a miracle, what is it?
So when jars of fragrant and greasy salted fish and roasted pork were brought to Hong Xiuquan, the King of Heaven immediately became excited. He personally took Luo Yaoguo and Feng Yunshan to distribute the salted fish and roasted pork to the Taiping Army under him.

The Taiping Army soldiers had salted fish and roasted meat to eat today, they could watch the "magic chariot moving on its own", and they could also sing the hymn "A Man Should Be Self-reliant". The Qing monsters on the other side of the river were scared away again. How could they not cheer?

But to Xiao Chaogui, these cheers were somewhat harsh. After all, Hong Xiuquan intended to replace his brother-in-law with Luo Tianshi!
However, Xiao Chaogui was not stupid. Although he was very annoyed with Luo Yaoguo, he was unwilling to be a gun for Yang Xiuqing to test Luo Tianshi's bottom line. But he also couldn't let people think that he was going to give in, so he winked at his wife Hong Xuanjiao.

Hong Xuanjiao laughed: "Fourth brother, how about I go and test Eighth brother's attitude in the name of asking for the lyrics on behalf of the King of the West, and ask him what he wants to do?"

Yang Xiuqing squinted his good eye, looked at Hong Xuanjiao, nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Sixth Sister!"

When Luo Yaoguo returned to the wooden boat where he lived, it was almost evening. Su Sanniang did not board the boat with him, but took her female cavalrymen to a nearby stable to prepare dinner for Luo Yaoguo. So Luo Yaoguo pushed his electric bike and boarded the boat along a wide gangplank. After parking the car, he pushed the door and entered his cabin. As soon as he entered the door, he heard a sweet voice: "Eighth brother, you are back!"

Luo Yaoguo looked up and found that his good sister Hong Xuanjiao, whom he had just met yesterday, was sitting on a chair by the window with her legs crossed, playing with an extremely precious solar charger in her hand - there was only one in the world, and it was also the tool that Luo Yaoguo used to collect the "essence of the sun and the moon" for his magic mobile phone. When he went out today, he put it by the window to bask in the sun.

He originally thought that no one could enter his cabin without his and Su Sanniang's orders, but he forgot that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom also had a female camp manager named Hong Xuanjiao - the female camp soldiers guarding Luo Yaoguo were also Hong Xuanjiao's subordinates, and of course they could not stop her, God's darling daughter.

However, when Luo Yaoguo heard Hong Xuanjiao's voice and the way she addressed him, he knew that she meant no harm, so he grinned and clasped his fists towards Hong Xuanjiao: "Sister, you came at the right time, I just had something to ask you!"

"Looking for me?" Hong Xuanjiao looked at the thick-browed and big-eyed Tianshi Luo happily, then smiled and waved, "Come and sit down. If you need any help from me, just ask."

"okay."

Luo Yaoguo certainly did not refuse the invitation of a beautiful married woman who was four or five years older than him, not to mention that she was his sister. So he walked briskly to Hong Xuanjiao's side, pulled a chair over, sat down, and took out his cell phone.

Hong Xuanjiao saw him sitting next to her "playing with his phone" and felt a little strange, so she asked: "Eighth brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm doing it," Luo Yaoguo said with a smile, "Sister, I have a magic weapon in my hand!"

"Magic weapon?" Hong Xuanjiao's eyes widened. "Oh, you don't want to use this magic weapon to take me, your sister, in?"

"Sister, you are joking. This magic weapon is not that powerful. It is just a..." Luo Yaoguo said halfway and suddenly changed the subject, "Sister, can you read?"

Hong Xuanjiao was also stunned, then nodded: "Eighth brother, to be honest, your sister was not born into a good family in this life. I grew up in poverty, so I can't read much."

Hong Xuanjiao was not Hong Xiuquan's biological sister. Her original surname was Yang, her given name was Yunjiao, also known as Xianjiao. She was a relative of Yang Xiuqing. She was born in poverty and naturally had little education. But she was very smart. Soon after she met Hong Xiuquan, she copied the story of "God entering a dream". Moreover, she was very good at storytelling and was very good at fooling people. She deceived many believers. And somehow she managed to convince Hong Xiuquan, a big pervert, to admit that she was God's daughter, thus opening the door to the "diversification" of the theocracy of the God Worshipping Society.

"You don't know many words? Then take a look at these words and see if you can recognize them."

Luo Yaoguo handed the phone to Hong Xuanjiao.

Hong Xuanjiao took it and looked at it. She really recognized it, so she read it out in a low voice: "Second Section, Xiao Chaogui's army attacked Changsha. 1. Xiao Chaogui was seriously injured by a cannon?"

When she read this, Hong Xuanjiao's hands shook, and the phone slipped out of her hand. Fortunately, Luo Yaoguo was prepared and quickly caught it.

"Eighth brother, did you write the words on this magic weapon? What do you mean?" Hong Xuanjiao had reacted by now and began to ask.

"Sister, this is not written by me," Luo Yaoguo said, "It is a message he sent from heaven!"

As he spoke, Luo Yaoguo pointed his phone screen at Hong Xuanjiao again. On the screen, a man with a halo on his head, black hair draped over his shoulders, a beard, wearing a white robe and a red shawl, and with a solemn expression appeared.

"He is..." Hong Xuanjiao looked at the photo on the phone screen and stood up involuntarily.

Luo Yaoguo said nothing, but turned the phone around and pressed a few buttons. The phone then emitted a solemn voice: "Xuan Jiao, I am your Heavenly Brother Ji Du!"

(End of this chapter)