: The Abbot takes office

After a night passed, Chen Yuan crawled out of the bed lazily. Looking at Hu Yan Ruizhu who had woken up, he smiled and said, "Why did you get up so early?"

Hu Yan Ruizhu said: "I have been on the boat for too long. Even if I get down for so many days, I still feel like the bed is shaking every time I go to bed, so I haven't been used to it these days."

Chen Yuan hugged her smooth waist: "Next night when you shake it, come to me. I like you to shake it on me."

Hu Yan Ruizhu was so embarrassed that she patted him gently on the chest, and then said, "To be honest, you are going to be the prince consort now. I really don't know how we will end up."

Her tone of this was very gentle, but she felt extremely sad. Hu Yan Ruizhu was trying hard to suppress her pain in this matter. As Chen Yuan thought, as long as Hu Yanqing and the others were tied up, Hu Yan Ruizhu would not fly away.

Because it cannot fly away, this woman who has always been willing to revenge has even lost the right to choose Buddha's sleeve to leave.

Chen Yuan kissed her gently: "Believe me, I must have a solution! At worst, I will run a boat with you and be a pirate together."

Hu Yan Ruizhu squeezed out a smile: "Do you want to bear that princess who is as beautiful as a flower?"

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I really can't bear to leave you, but I can't bear to leave you even more."

Although Hu Yan Ruizhu knew that this was a coaxing word, she was still very happy when she heard it. She forced herself to put aside her worries and fell in Chen Yuan's arms to enjoy the tenderness she is now.

The two of them were warm for a moment, and Chen Yuan got up from the bed: "I'm leaving, you can stay here for a while. If they go out to play, don't go there, play with me here."

Hu Yan Ruizhu smiled: "I understand! Hurry up and take office, my Lord Aishi!"

Renzong's efficiency was sometimes very high. When Chen Aissi issued a famous post in the Prime Minister's Office, Zeng Gongliang had already received the news that Chen Shimei was coming, and knew about Renzong's intention to ask Chen Yuan to come.

This is good news for Zeng Gongliang. The part that was driven crazy by money is like this. As long as someone sends him money, he dares to ask for money no matter who it is! So when Chen Yuan stepped into the gate of the treasury workshop, Zeng Gongliang actually stood at the door to greet him as an official.

In Zeng Gongliang's view, Chen Yuan was going to be the son-in-law. This time the emperor sent him to serve as the guards, which was obviously a transition. Let Chen Yuan sponsor his or her ordnance production. Success was naturally the best reason for Chen Yuan to be promoted.

This doesn't matter to him. As long as you, Chen Yuan, are willing to pay for it, there will be no problem for you to make the credit!

When Chen Yuan stepped into the workshop, he suddenly felt a little shocked! The size of the weapons workshop in the Song Dynasty was beyond his expectations! The entire workshop covers an area of ​​more than 20 acres, and countless small workshops are arranged in an orderly manner, producing and producing various armor, knives, guns and other weapons, as well as weapons curtains, armor bags and other equipment on the ground;

Chen Yuan walked while watching, the craftsmen did not put down their friends. The blacksmiths swung their hammers and smashed them on the red-burned iron, and sparks gradually appeared.

"Shimei, this is just Xingguofang among our two big workshops, responsible for the development of weapons and protective gear. In addition, we have a bow and crossbow workshop, with 51 small workshops, totaling 7,600 people. We can build 500 weapons every day and 300 complete protective gear." Zeng Gongliang introduced Chen Yuan to the small workshops on both sides of his fingers. He said it was a small workshop, but it was much larger than the large blacksmith shops in the folk.

Chen Yuan asked: "Mr. Zeng, will these things be shipped to the front line after they are produced?"

Zeng Gongliang shook his head: "I am not lucky for the time being. When will the war be fought, I will transport it to the troops."

This is the Song Dynasty's control over the army. Zhao Kuangyin was afraid that others would go on the same path as him, so not only did he not allow a general to have his own troops, but even those second-tier troops often had to wait until there were combat orders before they could lead the entire set of weapons.

Usually, these weapons are lying in the treasury, waiting to rust! When they are taken to the soldiers, many weapons have lost their sharpness.

Chen Yuan picked up a spear that had just been fired. The tip of the spear was sharp, as if it could pierce the sky! He couldn't help but sigh slightly: "What a pity! What a pity!"

Zeng Gongliang suddenly walked into the spear workshop: "Shimei, wait a moment, I'll show you the gun!"

Zeng Gongliang's face was very excited. He took out a gun from the workshop for a while. He saw a long curved and long horizontal blade on the head of the gun. The horizontal blade was very thin, but Chen Yuan glanced it with his hand and found that it was extremely solid!

Zeng Gongliang smiled and said, "This is a new gun I made. I have seen some soldiers in the north tied their sickles to the handle of the gun in order to deal with barbarian cavalry, which was effective in breaking them. Then, based on the shape of the halberd, they made this gun! Look at the gun head, it is much sharper than the ordinary gun head. The horizontal hook on this side is specially used to hook the horse's legs. Once it is hooked by him, the horse's legs will break immediately!

Chen Yuan remembered it at this time, as if this was the legendary hook and sickle spear. Later, the golden spear in Water Margin used this weapon that Xu Ning was used. Yue Fei also used it to break Jin Wushu's iron cavalry. Later, when Zheng Chenggong regained Taiwan, it seemed that he also used it to hook the Dutch warships.

This thing is good! Since Zheng Chenggong could use it at that time, there is nothing wrong with getting some for Hu Yanqing and the others! I don’t know how much it is now, Chen Yuan couldn’t help but pick it up and praise it: “This gun is good! Lord Zeng, how much has it produced now?”

Zeng Gongliang smiled bitterly: "You only hold this pole in your hand."

Chen Yuan was very surprised. He knew that Zeng Gongliang's research was short of money, but he didn't expect it to be so short. Zeng Gongliang sighed deeply: "That kind of corrupt scholars should be killed! It would be fine if I don't give money, but I can't get a troops to equip them! I can't blame Pang Ji for killing them this time!"

Chen Yuan suddenly thought that last time Shen Rui also told him that Pang Ji was going to punish Fan Zhongyan, but he didn't know what method to use. He asked Zeng Gongliang tentatively: "Mr. Zeng, Master Pang has been restless again recently?"

Zeng Gongliang sighed and did not say in detail: "Don't worry about him! Lord Fan is pedantic. Lord Bao has already explained to him that he is amazing, but he is still stubborn!"

Chen Yuan was even more curious. I wonder what trap Lao Pang dug this time, but actually made Fan Zhongyan jump in even though he knew it was a trap.

But I can't ask too much. Chen Yuan now understands that Zeng Gongliang is already struggling, has no money, and has no army! No matter how great you have, you can't even think about developing any military industry!

Chen Yuan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Zeng, what weapons are you going to make now?"

The two had already walked to Zeng Gongliang's "office", and he took out two drawings and said: "Shimei, look at these two crossbows."

Chen Yuan leaned over and Zeng Gongliang explained: "This is called the 'double bow bed crossbow', which requires more than ten people to use! Five or seven people work together to twist the winch, spread the strings, and press them on the teeth of the machine. The crossbowman who specializes in the installation of arrows installs the crossbow arrows and aims at the target. When radiating, the power of the human hand cannot pull the trigger. A special person must raise a sledgehammer and use all his strength to hammer the plate machine! Look at these arrows, they are very thick, and the arrows are flat and chiseled, with a range of about 120 to 135 steps. Within these 100 steps, one kills one, and two dies one! Even a century-old tree can pass through it within fifty steps!"

Chen Yuan was surprised: "So powerful?" Even a rifle that claimed to be very penetrating in the 19th century would not dare to say such things!

Chen Yuan's expression was the best praise for Zeng Gongliang. He was even more excited and took out another drawing: "And this one, look, his name is Sangong Bed Crossbow. Although his strength is a little worse than the one above, the distance is more than twice! And three long arrows at a time have absolutely no lethality!"

As he said that, he took out another drawing: "It's the most amazing thing!"

There is a small quadrapod-like figure on the drawing, and Chen Yuan couldn't understand: "What is this?"

Zeng Gongliang said: "I call it a hand cannon! Two people can operate it, and they can run a few pounds of stones away fifty steps! Shimei, a few pounds of stones flying out fifty steps, enough to smash a strong horse! But this is not what I want. I think, if gunpowder can be put into the stone and the stone looks like it explodes, it will be even more powerful!"

Chen Yuan looked at Zeng Gongliang in surprise. This is really a very talented person!

Don’t mention the shells in Europe now, all of them were learned when Genghis Khan beat them. It was nearly two hundred years later than Zeng Gongliang.

"Mr. Zeng, when did you think of this method?" No matter for reasons, it is worthy of praise to be able to think of stuffing gunpowder into a stone!

Zeng Gongliang said: "I saw a child who set firecrackers two years ago, put the firecrackers in the stone. After a few blows, he actually exploded the stone. Then he thought of it."

However, the excitement on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye, and replaced by an inexplicable sorrow. His fist hit the drawings: "What's the use of being amazing! Now it's just a piece of paper! There's no money to make it, no one to experiment, this paper is even worse than those straw papers!"

Chen Yuan said: "Sir, I will find a way to do money. I will also find a way to do military affairs."

Zeng Gongliang still didn't believe Chen Yuan: "Shimei, I know you have money, but the emperor cannot make decisions about this army. If you can't do it, don't force it."

Chen Yuan smiled: "Don't worry, sir, the army's affairs are covered by me. Aren't they not giving us? Let's just find someone else's personal soldiers?"

He stretched out his fingers into the water cup, dipped them in water and wrote a word: "Yang".

Zeng Gongliang suddenly understood! He slapped his forehead: "Why didn't I remember it!"

The generals of the Song Dynasty could not have an army, but each of them could have a certain number of personal soldiers, ranging from hundreds to dozens of them.

These personal soldiers are the most solid support for the generals on the battlefield. They rely on them when defeating the enemy and when saving their lives. Therefore, these generals generally do not hand over their private soldiers to others for any experiments.

But what if there are too many personal soldiers in a mansion? If there are thousands of personal soldiers in his mansion, it would be a slightest idea to give you a few hundred!

The number of personal soldiers is strictly limited, even more restrictive than the private soldiers of the landlords. Therefore, only if there are more generals in the mansion, can there be more personal soldiers!
Chapter completed!