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

Zhang Yan stretched out her right hand with a rosy face and scratched Zhu Youxiao's palm a few times: "Your Majesty, does it matter whether it is neat or not?"

Zhu Youxiao instantly got excited, grabbed her little hand and said with a wicked smile.

"In that case, let's keep going!"

"This time, my first couplet is:"

"Five men came down the mountain at three o'clock in the morning and saw a well."

“You can get water with just one bucket!”

Zhang Yan's eyes rolled around and she gave the answer in less than thirty seconds.

"Two grandmas, come home at noon, pick up two eggs."

"Stir-frying cucumbers can help relieve heat!"

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Chapter 519 No, we have to let His Majesty know immediately!

Outside the Zhengcunba factory area.

Yutong sat on a chair, holding Chengying in his hand, and kept tapping the gun.

Ever since Zhu Youxiao handed Chengying to him yesterday, he has not dared to stop except for eating, shitting and sleeping.

At first he was extremely excited. The recoil brought by Chengying and the broken target in front of him made him feel very exciting.

But after playing for a long time, the novelty gradually faded away, leaving only boredom.

So he had someone bring a chair, sat there, and pulled the trigger to the bottom again and again.

Behind him stood two Xuanwu soldiers, constantly helping him put bullets into the magazine.

Following Zhu Youxiao's order, Xu Guangqi set aside 20 sheds in the factory to produce Chengying and the corresponding 8mm bullets.

Another 180 craftsmen were selected, led by Lu Shu and others, with 20 people in each shed.

But even so, the bullets they produced could not keep up with Yutong's squandering.

Yutong had no choice but to fight for a while and then rest for a while.

At the end of the day, he had only emptied fifty magazines, which is 2,500 rounds of bullets.

Looking at the still intact gun body, he seemed very frustrated.

So far, the only problem that has occurred is the firing pin!

But this thing is very easy to replace and can't be considered scrapped at all.

Compared with the mortar's firing pin that can only fire ten times, Chengying's flaw is nothing!

Damn!

If this continues, is there any hope for our family to return to His Majesty before the New Year?

"Go, make us a pot of tea!"

"I need another bucket of clean water, another bucket of muddy water, another bucket of sand, and another bucket of snow!"

The two Xuanwu Langs behind him were a little confused, but they didn't dare to ask more questions. They just led their people to do the work silently.

After bringing these things back, Youtong gritted his teeth and did something that shocked them.

He picked up the teapot and poured the tea leaves into the gun barrel.

This frightened the two Xuanwu men so much that they quickly stepped forward to stop it.

"Sir, you can't do that!"

One of them said this and actually reached out to block the barrel of the gun!

The tea was freshly brewed and the water temperature was at least above 90 degrees!

Before Youtong could react, the tea had already been poured onto the back of the man's hand.

It was visible to the naked eye that his hands turned red in an instant.

Yutong got anxious and kicked him to the ground.

"Liu Handong! You are fucking crazy!"

Liu Handong, who was kicked down by him, rolled and crawled up again, and regardless of the burns on the back of his hand, he reached out to grab the teapot.

"Sir, this Chengying was made under the supervision of His Majesty himself. His Majesty only told you to destroy the gun, but he didn't ask you to deliberately damage it!"

Yutong glared and cursed: "You know shit!"

"Why is your majesty so eager to create Chengying? Isn't it because you want to ensure the safety of Prince Xin?"

"Outside the Ming Dynasty, who knows what Europe is like!"

"If Cheng Ying can be ruined by a pot of tea, how can he take on such a great responsibility!"

"Get lost! Go get a bag of snow to cool your hands, and go to the medical school to find a female doctor to treat your injury. Don't bother us here!"

After saying that, he stood up and moved a few steps to the side, continuing to pour tea into the muzzle of the gun.

The steaming tea soup, along with the tea leaves that had not yet fully expanded, was poured into the gun barrel.

Liu Handong slumped on the ground, looking at the scene in front of him, completely at a loss.

The captain's words seemed to make sense, but such a good Chengying was wasted just like that...

No, we have to let His Majesty know immediately!

As soon as he thought of this, he quickly got up from the ground, casually grabbed a handful of snow and covered the back of his right hand, then started running towards the capital.

Youtong ignored him. After pouring the pot of tea, he turned the gun upside down, pointed the barrel downward, and swung it hard.

Afterwards, without cleaning it carefully, he replaced the magazine with a new one and pulled the trigger at the target in front of him.

“Bang bang bang bang bang…”

A series of crisp gunshots rang out, but Chengying seemed to be unaffected.

Yutong felt a little unwilling, so he turned to look at the bucket of muddy water next to him and pushed Chengying directly into it.

After soaking the gun barrel, he inserted the gun butt as well.

Then, continue testing the gun!

But Chengying is still strong, firing, ejecting shells, still so smooth...

When Xu Guangqi brought people over to deliver bullets, he saw with his own eyes that he grabbed a handful of sand and sprinkled it into the barrel of the gun, which made his face turn green.

The only difference between him and Liu Handong was that he did not step forward to stop it, but just stood aside and watched quietly.

Yutong repeated the same method of abusing the gun. As soon as the magazines were empty, he would immediately replace them with new ones, leaving Chengying almost no time to catch his breath.

But when he had fired another twenty-seven magazines, Xu Guangqi's face suddenly changed, and he strode to Youtong and shouted.

"Stop!"

Yutong was startled and subconsciously released the trigger, asking with some dissatisfaction.

"Master Xu, I'm not deaf!"

Xu Guangqi pointed at Chengying and said, "Captain You, listen to my advice. Fix Chengying on the stand and use the rope to pull the trigger."

"I think the sound is not right. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will explode!"

Youtong glanced at Chengying in his hand, and wisps of white smoke were rising from the barrel.

"Okay, then do as you say!"

This is a matter of your own life, there is no need to be stubborn.

Xu Guangqi personally tied the AK to the tree. In order to prevent the muzzle from deviating accidentally due to the recoil when shooting, he also added a wooden board on the other side of the gun body.

A rope, connected to the trigger.

Next, Chengying opened fire again, but Youtong and Xu Guangqi had already retreated ten meters away.

As the gunshots rang out, Xu Guangqi's expression became more and more solemn.

at last!

After replacing thirteen more magazines, Chengying began to have frequent problems.

Jam, misfire, and even explosion!

Yutong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he came up with this idea. Otherwise, who knows when this thing would become scrapped!

He took out a notebook from his arms and spoke to Xu Guangqi while writing.

"The firing pin life is between 700 and 800 rounds."

"Barrel life, ninety-one magazines, four thousand five hundred and fifty rounds."

"In harsh environments, mud and sand can cause the train to get stuck, with a probability of about one in five hundred!"

"Master Xu, if it's okay, please sign your name here so that we can report to His Majesty when we return."

Chapter 520 Ottoman Empire

Scrambled eggs with cucumber is a real test of cooking skills.

If you are not careful, half the pot will be filled with water.

As it turns out, Zhu Youxiao’s cooking skills are not that good!

The soup spilled all over the floor, but luckily, a palace maid came to clean up the mess, and everything was no problem.

He slept soundly, but it was hard for Liu Handong who ran back from Zhengcunba factory to report the news.

He stood outside Kunning Palace with eager eyes and said all kinds of nice things to the Jinyiwei guarding the gate, but he was still not allowed to enter.

In fact, this matter cannot be blamed on those Jinyiwei. The most important thing is that the palace maids around Zhang Yan refused to give in!

In their words, even if the sky falls, don't come here to disturb His Majesty's interest.

For small matters, there are the six ministers of the ministries; for big matters, there are Wen Tiren and His Royal Highness Prince Xin. They always come to Your Majesty for help. Does Your Majesty still want freedom?

They have their own little calculations.

As Zhu Shuyan grew up day by day, everyone could see how much the emperor doted on her.

My queen's health has recovered now, all she needs is a chance to get pregnant.

Mother is more valuable than her son.

The servant ascends with the master.

His Majesty finally came to Kunning Palace to sleep, but Liu Handong came to visit at this time. It was already polite not to break his legs...

It was as warm as spring in Kunning Palace, but it was chilly outside.

Liu Handong huddled in the gatehouse, squeezed next to two eunuchs, gnawing on a roasted radish, but he was still worried about the Chengying in Youtong's hand.

After a whole night of agony, I heard the sound of a door opening outside.

He thought it was Zhu Youxiao who got up, so he rushed out crawling.

But what caught my eye was Yutong's smug face.

Liu Handong subconsciously looked at his hands, but did not see Chengying's shadow, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Ou, Ou Duwei..."

"Where's Cheng-ying?"

"It's useless!"

Yutong answered casually, but the next moment he reached out and grabbed Liu Handong's arm.

Seeing that his burned right hand was red and swollen and had large blisters on it, he couldn't help but curse.

"You son of a bitch!"

"Didn't our family ask you to go to the medical school for bandaging? Why are you here?"

"what happened?"