Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

Xu Guangqi looked at his student from the side, his eyes full of approval and pride.

Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty once wrote a sentence in "On Teachers".

A disciple is not necessarily inferior to his teacher, and a teacher is not necessarily better than his disciple.

He has always agreed with this statement.

Now, my student has become a third-rank official of the same level as me because of his merits. This is a great thing!

Seeing Sun Yuanhua and the others standing there in a daze, Wei Zhongxian smiled and reminded them.

"Doctor Sun, the two masters, why don't you express your gratitude quickly?"

Sun Yuanhua finally reacted and pulled Tianyi and Xuanling to salute.

"I, Your Majesty, thank you for your grace!"

"Hahahaha! Hurry up and get up, hurry up and get up!"

Zhu Youxiao laughed and walked forward, helping the three people up.

This was the third time he was so happy since he came to Ming Dynasty.

The first time was to destroy the Jurchens.

The second time was when Zhu Shuyan was born.

The third time is now!

Although it was already past three in the morning, he was not sleepy at all and directly pulled Xu Guangqi towards the flintlock shed.

In his mind, there were too many drawings to choose from!

As a common problem among rabbits, fear of insufficient firepower can never be cured.

As an elder brother, he must make the best plans for Zhu Youjian!

Over the past year, he has gradually come to regard Zhu Youjian as his own brother!

Chongzhen is Chongzhen, and Prince Xin is Prince Xin, the two cannot be confused!

Facing such an excited Zhu Youxiao, Wei Zhongxian's old face was full of heartache.

He took two quick steps and held Zhu Youxiao's arm: "Your Majesty, why don't we go back to the palace and get some sleep first."

Zhu Youxiao rolled his eyes at him and said, "Why do you need to take a break? I have never been so energetic. Youtong and Sun Kangwang are here to serve me. If you are tired, go to sleep first!"

When Wei Zhongxian heard this, his heart skipped a beat and his old face turned pale.

"No, no, no, I am not sleepy, I am not sleepy..."

Damn!

At this time, I can't say I'm sleepy...

Otherwise, the emperor will definitely think that we are old and useless...

But there was no way Zhu Youxiao could hide his little thoughts from him, so he immediately spoke in a commanding tone.

"Get lost if I tell you to!"

"Go back and get enough sleep before coming back!"

"By the way, when you come next time, remember to ask the imperial kitchen to prepare some nourishing meals and send them over."

"Also, bring Wu Youxing and the others here so that they can check the pulses of Doctor Sun and the two masters and take good care of their bodies."

"These three are the treasures of the Ming Dynasty. I want them to live a long life!"

Seeing his firm attitude, Wei Zhongxian reluctantly bowed and took his leave.

But Zhu Youxiao's words made Sun Yuanhua and the other two's eyes tear up.

His Majesty said that he wanted to live a hundred years...

Compared with such attention, the third-rank Tongyi doctors and Zhenren can be simply ignored!

There are house numbers on the doors of the flintlock sheds, starting with the word "gun" (雳) followed by a number.

Pushing open the door of Gun 137's shed, everyone filed in.

Sun Kangwang took the initiative to lead a group of Jinyiwei to guard outside, while Youtong followed Zhu Youxiao and served him carefully.

There is a data rack in the shed, on which are neatly arranged the drawings of parts needed to manufacture flintlock rifles.

Next to the information rack are two long tables, one meter wide and two meters long.

The table was very clean, it could be described as spotless.

This is a rigid standard for every work shed. After all, this is where firearms are produced and there is no room for error.

Zhu Youxiao sat down at the table, opened the drawer, rummaged through it, took out a piece of white paper, and found a ruler and a pencil.

Lines are outlined and remain on the paper.

When fighting outside under difficult conditions, Zhu Youxiao chose the most sturdy AK47.

After all, this thing has a simple structure and is relatively easy to maintain.

From the firing pin to the gun body, he drew everything in great detail.

Although I don’t have an eraser, it’s not a big problem. I can use a steamed bun to erase the pencil marks.

Sketch, modify, mark, finalize...

A gun took him five full hours.

Xu Guangqi and Wu Chunfu just stood opposite the table, watching in silence and not moving an inch.

Only Youtong would go out from time to time to get ginseng soup and snacks for the three of them to fill their stomachs.

This is a factory area with poor conditions. In order to meet this requirement, he asked Sun Kangwang to send someone back to the palace to bring the chef from the imperial kitchen over.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright.

Only then did Zhu Youxiao stand up and stretch himself.

The craftsmen in the factory had already arrived to work half an hour ago, but the craftsmen in this shed were stopped outside by the Jinyiwei.

When they heard that the emperor was designing something inside, the craftsmen were all looking forward to it.

Everyone knows a little bit!

Whether it is the principle or the mortar, they are all the work of the current emperor!

They are very much looking forward to seeing another work of the emperor!

Chapter 512 Start of Construction

After confirming again and again that there were no mistakes in the drawings, Zhu Youxiao pointed to the thick stack of papers and said to Xu Guangqi.

"Lord Xu, please call in all the craftsmen outside."

"Give them these drawings, and let each of them be responsible for a part. Hurry and make it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Xu Guangqi bowed and then walked outside the door and shouted loudly.

"Artisans of No. 137, Gun Shed, start work!"

The work in the factory was not too intense, and some idle craftsmen gathered around to watch the fun.

After hearing this voice, someone actually jumped out and raised his hand to recommend himself.

"Master Xu, I am Zhou Laosan from Gun Shed No. 007. My skills are among the best in the entire factory. Can I go in and see him?"

In the entire factory, there were 600 sheds dedicated to manufacturing flintlock rifles alone, with 20 people in each shed, for a total of 12,000 people.

Although there were no technical competitions held on weekdays, Xu Guangqi still had a good idea of ​​who had the better skills.

The Zhou Laosan in front of him was indeed not bragging. When it comes to the craftsmanship of gun barrel manufacturing, no one can compare to him.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Guangqi changed his mind on the spot.

"The rest of the people in Shed 137, please wait a moment!"

"Lu Shu, come here!"

"Also, all the craftsmen I have called upon, please stand up!"

"Number 007, Zhou Laosan!"

"Number 024, cow-horse!"

"Number 157, Li Eighteen!"

"Number 065, Fan Dacheng!"

"........."

He stood at the door and called out the names of the craftsmen one after another.

Those who were called immediately stood up happily.

As for those who were not present, someone would naturally run over to inform them.

It took a quarter of an hour for twenty people to arrive.

Xu Guangqi's eyes swept over them one by one, and he gave them earnest advice.

"This time, the reason why you were chosen is because of your outstanding craftsmanship."

"Your Majesty has personally designed a new thing, and even I don't know what it is used for!"

"After we go in, you all have to pay attention to me. If anyone makes a mistake, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Of course, if the work is done well, His Majesty will not be stingy with rewards!"

Everyone looked eagerly into the shed, and when they heard this, they patted their chests and made promises.

Afterwards, these people entered the work shed under the leadership of Xu Guangqi.

In Shed No. 137, only Lu Shu was selected. The others were rejected and their teeth were chattering.

There was a rage in their chests.

But it was not directed at Lu Shu or Zhou Laosan, nor was it directed at Xu Guangqi.

They are hating themselves.

Such a good opportunity to show my face in front of the emperor, but I was not selected because of my poor craftsmanship!

Including other craftsmen, everyone secretly made a vow in their hearts at this moment!

Next time, I must be chosen!

Zhu Youxiao didn't know what was happening outside, and even if he did, he wouldn't care too much.

For technical jobs, it’s no different from other jobs. If you’re good enough, ... and if you’re not, you’re not good enough. You can’t refuse to accept it!

The drawings were distributed one by one.

Originally, some of these parts needed to be cast as a whole, but it was obviously too late to open the mold and cast them at this time.

The craftsmen took the drawings they were assigned and studied them carefully.

The machine tools in the shed were started one by one.

Electricity has not yet been used in the factory, but with the fire transformers, power is not a problem.

However, due to the limited production of fire bulls, each shed can only share one fire bull, and a transmission box is used to control the distribution and output of power.

Speaking of this, I have to praise these craftsmen.

Because the concept of the transmission box was the result of brainstorming.

The fire bull in the shed is installed at the innermost position against the wall, and in the middle of the shed is a transmission box that is ten meters long.

Inside the transmission box is a complete main drive shaft, one end of which is connected to the fire cow and the other end is fixed on the stake.

There are five machine tools installed on each side of the ten-meter distance.

The machine tool and the main rotating shaft are connected by a secondary transmission shaft and gears.

Of course, there is no clutch in the transmission box, so when the power train starts working, all ten machine tools will start to turn together.