The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 154

"Bang! Bang!" Two muffled gunshots sounded in a house south of the capital.

Yang Ling was holding a new gun in his hand, and thick white smoke was coming out of the muzzle. A hundred paces away, on the edge of a high wall, two sandbags were pierced by bullets into four big holes, and the sand flowed out. .

"Young Master Yang is so beautiful with marksmanship!"

Next to him was Xu Qi, who was also holding a long gun and smoking from the muzzle. He walked closer to the target with Yang Ling, squinted his eyes and looked at the broken sandbag from a distance, and found that Yang Ling had been aiming longer than him. And the muzzle was corrected.

"In terms of talent, you are far above me in terms of cynicism," Yang Ling skillfully took the cleaning rod he carried with him and hooked it into the barrel of the gun a few times, then poured it down to pour out the residue of gunpowder. Feeling the hot gun body, he pointed to the two bullet holes and said to Xu Qi, "Look, do you feel that the power of the bullet is doubled after adding lead and tin to the bullet? Breaking through the sandbag tells everything. !"

"However, the current output of lead and tin is not large, and the price is also expensive. A few hundred catties of lead cost hundreds of taels of silver, and hundreds of catties of lead are used up without much use. Unstable, Young Master Yang, how should you deal with it?"

"Naturally, buy as much as you can. If not, I can consider buying a few mines." Yang Ling thought about the information he had obtained, and added, "We are now expanding the establishment of the Musketeers, and now we can barely gather 200 people. I hope In the future, it will be able to meet the usage of [-] guns."

"Young Master Yang, you have such a big appetite," Xu Qi frowned, "But as far as I know, this batch of shotguns can be said to be unique. They were shipped from the sea. I dare say the craftsmanship of more than a hundred guns. The blacksmiths in China are still not up to that level, so where can we get the same hundreds of good guns?"

Yang Ling nodded: "To tell you the truth, it's true that I still can't handle the craftsmanship."

"That……"

Yang Ling immediately raised his hand and gave the gun stock to Xu Qiqi to explain: "But I copied a batch of first-class guns, which are the guns I hold in my hand. Compared with your original guns, there seems to be a gap between them. Not too big, is it?"

Xu Qi compared the two guns together: "As you said, although the imitation is indeed a bit crude, but I don't really care about the lifespan. This kind of gun can still be used a hundred or eighty times, and the speed and power of the bullets it fires seem to be It can also be compared to the original gun, I think even this kind of gun is far from being made by ordinary people, right?"

"It really makes you talk. This is a brand new product from my blacksmith factory. Can you comment on this kind of iron smelting technology? Is it considered the first-class in the country? I heard that you are an expert in this field."

"Oh, I'm ashamed," Xu Qi blushed, "I spent all my father's family wealth in order to study these things, and I didn't research anything."

"Then take a look at our products now, how is the craftsmanship?" Yang Ling asked Xu Qi expectantly.

Xu Qi has seriously researched these two guns thoroughly, and the one he used has been figured out for a long time. To be honest, when Xu Qi saw this gun for the first time, there was a blue light in his eyes. He liked it. This iron object has reached the level of madness. After comparing it for a long time, he said, "The gun you imitated is not as good as the original one, but of course it can be regarded as the first-class craftsmanship of Ming Dynasty. Now you need to spend a lot of money to hire many famous casting guns. It cannot be achieved by a sword master."

Yang Ling said proudly: "I have already invested 10 taels of silver in the steel factory. You know, my hometown, Funing, Luanzhou, has been a coal production area since ancient times. The rich local coal mines are used as the best The refined steel black iron smelted with high-quality fuel, and the first batch of products made by paying a lot of money to hire well-known swordsmiths and blacksmiths from all over the world, is this considered a success?"

"Well, of course." Xu Dian nodded.

Yang Ling touched the gun in his hand, and told Xu Qi that his face was very relieved. Xu Qi's literary talent and martial arts were all first-class talents. Yang Ling had noticed it a long time ago. Of course Yang Ling knew that he could completely conquer Xu Qi Super talent has a huge influence on his power, so every time Yang Ling sees Xu Qi, he always tries his best to conquer this man, that is him!
However, Xu Qi is really a detached alternative. Although he is trying his best to help Yang Ling now, Yang Ling trusts him with everything. The two of them are very hot, even to the point of envying others. The base is full, can there be something hotter?
Yang Ling knew in his heart that sincerity alone was not enough to accept a younger brother. For a talent of Xu Qi's level, it was only the first step at the beginning of everything.His complete trust in Xu Qi was just like Tang Yuanyou's trust in him at that time.

"Develop gunpowder, refine steel, set up weapons factories, and search for the seeds of various new species," Xu Qi frowned and pointed at Yang Ling who knew it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I said Young Master Yang, your ambition is very lofty?"

Yang Ling suddenly turned her head and asked Xu Qi: "I am capable and interested, so what is wrong with me thinking about world affairs?"

"No, no, no!" Xu Qi hurriedly explained, "I want to say that Xu admires your thoughts very much, Xu Qi, I actually had the same thoughts as you, we are similar in age, but you can be in multiple Domain has done all the good things, there are many achievements that Xu Qi envies and hates, if I don’t cooperate with a successful person like you, why should I work with a trash like Zhu Bin?”

"Ha ha!"

Yang Ling and Xu Qi looked at each other knowingly, and then the two big men laughed to the sky together. This is a kind of gratifying smile that they finally met a good friend and can do something together.

"By the way, talking about the eldest son Zhu Bin," Yang Ling asked Xu Qi, "When you went to my house to pick up my mother two days ago, you said that you met some horse bandits, and the confessions of some of their prisoners said that it was Ma Rong. Are you and Zhu Bin playing tricks?"

"Exactly, they are horse bandits on the commercial roads in Handan, Zhaodi. In their words, they are heroes of the green forest..."

"Civilian mercenaries?"

"Hey! That's right, you used the word really well. That's what they are. They are bandits who don't occupy mountains and kill whoever gives them money."

Yang Ling was surprised. Thinking of something, she looked at Xu Qi: "You seem to know a lot about the caravan? By the way, you are from that place."

"I came from there," Xu Qi admitted frankly, "I have many friends who have become caravans and have persuaded me to join them. I have not agreed, but what do they usually do? Now I still have a clear idea of ​​what kind of personality I have."

"Oh!" Yang Ling was overjoyed, with Xu Qi as a military adviser, he was asked to be the governor to protect the little prince for disaster relief, and his confidence suddenly doubled.

Xu Qi took the initiative to invite Ying: "Zhu Bin and others may be making waves in the area where the civil uprising is the most serious. We should go early to avoid long nights and dreams. When Zhu Bin and the others have established their power and encircled and suppressed them, it will be even more serious. Unfavorable. Brother Yang, let me continue to lead your Musketeers, for this I would rather not even be an official!"

After finishing talking, Yang Ling was taken aback by the longing look in Xu Qi's eyes: "Don't look at me like that, I'm too crazy, right?"

"This is the funnest thing I've ever done!"

Xu Qi was very excited, which made Yang Ling laugh. He couldn't help hesitating on purpose:

"You said, is the caravan easy to eliminate?"

"This..." Xu Qi slapped him for a while, then slapped his thigh hard, and smiled heartily, "In the eyes of the officers and soldiers, they come and go without a trace. It's hard to defend against, but I think with our guns, we can definitely defeat them!"

"No way, so confident?" Yang Ling was testing Xu Qi, but he was not as confident as Xu Qi, "Brother Xu, what advice do you have?"

What is a good idea to defeat the mobile caravan?
In fact, Yang Ling didn't even have the answer himself. Did he know how Li Zicheng could succeed?Because he is the little official of the post station, playing with horses!
(End of this chapter)