Chapter 283: Firearms Unit (II)

After about two more days, Li Chengqian's buttocks were completely swollen, and there was nothing serious except for some pain when he sits.

Recalling the painful life of the first three days, Li Chengqian had a feeling that the past was unbearable, especially when he was on the tuba, it was even more painful, and the hot pain came from his butt sitting on the toilet, which was extremely sour.

In the old Li study room of the Lizheng Palace, Li Chengqian honestly greeted the old man: "The son has seen the father and the queen mother!" May the father and the queen mother enjoy the blessings of the immortals forever, and live with the sky! ”

"Okay? Can you go to the ground? Li Er gestured to Li Chengqian's ass with his eyes.

"Back to my father, it's okay." Li Chengqian shrank his neck and said resignedly.

"Okay, okay, second brother, don't scare him." Looking at the father and son who were about to fight as soon as they met, Queen Eldest Sun hurriedly played a round.

"That's it for this time, and next time I see if I don't discount your legs." Li Er nodded, it was regarded as giving the eldest grandson queen a face, but he still threatened Li Chengqian.

"Erchen doesn't dare." In the face of power, what can he do except bow his head, Li Chengqian even began to wonder if the inconvenience of his legs and feet in his previous life was lame by the old man.

However, this matter is no longer examinable, and the current life trajectory of him is completely different from that of Li Chengqian in history, so that until now, he can still walk alive, and the lame situation has never happened.

Seeing that Li Chengqian was in a daze, Li Er said angrily: "Sit down, do you want to ask you!" ”

"Whoa!" Li Chengqian agreed very obediently, looked at the chair next to him with a sad face, gritted his teeth for a long time, and then moved there step by step.

"Someone, give him that mat." Li Chengqian's performance was angry and funny in Li Er's eyes, but after all, he was his own son, and he was more or less distressed.

Sitting on the cushion brought by the palace maid, feeling that his buttocks were not so painful, Li Chengqian asked in a low voice: "I wonder if my father has time in the near future?" ”

Li Er hummed undeniably, and then asked, "What kind of fancy intestines do you have, say it and let me hear it." ”

Li Chengqian said seriously: "There are some gadgets, I want to ask my father to take a look and give some advice." ”

Ya was really scared this time, her expression was serious, she was a royal model, and Li Er felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and she missed her son's hippie smiling face before.

However, children always have to grow up, and they can't be hippie smiling all their lives, so Li Er was ruthless, and still didn't give Li Chengqian a good face: "It's still your 'firecrackers', right?" This can tell you that that thing will never be allowed in Chang'an City in the future. ”

Although Li Chengqian complained in his heart that the old man was dirty, he said respectfully: "Father, you misunderstood, that is not a play, it is a new battlefield weapon made by Erchen, if you have time, Erchen wants to ask you to take a look." ”

Li Er pursed his lips, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Do you want to use it to report the news?" I've tried it and know how to use it. ”

"No, father, Wang Chenghu, that turtle doesn't know the real use of that thing at all, if you do what he says, you can get ......" Li Chengqian didn't say everything in the latter words, but he personally knew what he meant.

"Okay, then it's up to you, I want to see if you can use that broken 'firecracker' to make flowers." Li Er really has nothing to do about Li Chengqian, the son who was revealed in less than three sentences, and his wife has been poking her fingers around on the side, and finally Lao Li can only nod helplessly and agree.

On the morning of the seventh day of the first lunar month, in the military field of Longshou Yuan School, a series of old departments of Tiance Mansion, such as the eldest grandson Wuji, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yanjin, and Wei Chigong, gathered together. Li Chengqian was wearing a very strange set of clothes (in fact, it was a modern training uniform), and stood beside Li Er in good spirits.

Cheng bit the two goods of gold, and seeing that Li Chengqian was wearing strangely, he asked out loud: "Boy, what are you wearing here?" It looks weird. ”

"This is called a training uniform, and the soldiers of the right guard wear it in training." Li Chengqian stretched out his arm and kicked his legs.

The tightened cuffs and trouser tubes look extremely crisp, and the whole person is crisp and neat, and it looks like there is a special temperament.

"Go back and give me a set of old Cheng." Cheng Lao is not polite at all, he likes to open his mouth.

"No problem, there are still a lot of right guard rates, just pick one when Uncle Cheng has nothing to do." A set of clothes is not worth a few dollars, Li Chengqian doesn't have to find himself unhappy in this regard, and Lao Cheng has no problem if he wants to give him ten sets of eight sets.

"You two are not finished, what kind of test can we hurry up, the old man is about to freeze to death." Wei Chigong contracted the wind chill some time ago, and although it was somewhat relieved compared to the previous few days, it was still not as good as it was, and he was a little chilly in the cold wind.

"Let's get started." Li Chengqian is not grinding, and he doesn't like to blow cold wind in this wilderness on a cold day.

Under the stands, the arrangement had already been completed, and fifty armoured right guards led the soldiers, each carrying a bamboo pipe and a wooden shelf, standing in a row. And a hundred and ten paces opposite the soldiers, there were hundreds of straw figures scattered in a mess.

The person in command under the stands is still Lao Xue, dressed the same as the last time he performed martial arts, with bright light armor and a white halberd in his hand. Out of the idea of young people burning buns, this outfit was discussed by Li Chengqian and Lao Xue, and there was only one reason - handsome.

So despite the blue nose and swollen face from the cold, Lao Xue still stood on the horse and posed handsomely, until Li Chengqian gave him a signal to start testing.

"Artillery team, ready!" A slightly trembling voice sounded, reminding the fifty soldiers at the same time, it also attracted the attention of Lao Li and others in the stands.

"100 steps ahead, ruler three, ready!" A lieutenant beside Lao Xue faked a look at the position of the grass target, and then turned his head and ordered the soldiers standing in a row.

The soldiers, who had already practiced dozens of times, moved neatly, brought the bamboo pipe and shelf behind them to the front in three or two clicks, first adjusted the position of the wooden shelf, adjusted the scale on the shelf to the position of three, and then put the bamboo pipe on the top.

"Ready." After more than 20 breaths, all 50 soldiers stood up.

"Ignition!" On a cold day, wearing an iron sheet is very uncomfortable for anyone, so Xue Rengui didn't want to wait, and directly gave the order to light the fuse.

"Boom, boom, boom" The familiar sound of 'firecrackers' made by Li Er and the others, and dozens of black spheres rushed out of the bamboo tube, almost instantaneously in front of the grass target.

Then, in the stunned gaze of Li Er and the others, hundreds of grass targets were dropped to the ground, and dozens of black spheres flying in the sky exploded into flying straw.

"Lying in ......the groove" Cheng Lao was too deeply influenced by Li Chengqian, and the moment the straw flew, a national scold blurted out.