The first year of Chongzhen.

February 22.

Imperial City Campus.

Today is destined to be an extraordinary day, and the school field has changed to that calm state. The sound of "bang-bang-bang" muskets was heard incessantly. It was Yang Reform who tested the musket on a large scale.

The people who fired the shots were the craftsmen who made the muskets and the people in charge of supervision. The audience looked nervous, some looked depressed, some even cried secretly, and some seemed more "peaceful". A strange look appeared on the school field in this imperial city.

The school field was filled with gunsmoke and choked strongly. The Janissaries supervised the craftsmen and overseers with serious expressions as they test-fired muskets. For the exploding bore, someone immediately dragged it out. For those who have cracks to apply for automatic withdrawal, there is also no good voice. Escorted away with a sword.

Yang Gengai had been standing motionless in the "stands" for a long time, watching the craftsmen and their supervisors test the muskets. When he saw a musket explode, his expression was terrifying. The little eunuchs around him unconsciously stood a few steps away from Yang Reform, for fear of hitting the emperor's volcano.

When the smoke came, Yang Gengai in the stands was choked, coughed a few times, and felt that his body was a little numb. said to Wang Chengen beside him: "Big companion, come here, I feel that this leg is a little numb." ”

"Ahh Your Majesty, this, how did you get it......" Wang Chengen walked to Yang Reform's side in horror and concern, and hurriedly helped Yang Reform. If he didn't take care of His Majesty, Wang Chengen's responsibility was the greatest, and his concern came from the heart.

"It's nothing, big companion, I've just been standing for a long time, I'm just a little numb, just take a break." With the support of Wang Chengen, Yang Reform moved to the chair, which was better. Standing numb legs and sitting numb legs, as an otaku, Yang Reform has a deep understanding of this. Naturally, there will be no fuss about this.

Yang Gai also secretly complained that his health was too poor, and he should find time to exercise his body, so he stood like this for a while, and then he became numb.

Yang Gai sat for a while, the smoke on the school field gradually dissipated, and the sound of "bang" shooting had stopped. A young Praetorian Guard general ran over, knelt on one knee, and reported: "Your Majesty, all the muskets have been test-fired." ”

"How's it going?"

"Your Majesty, there are more than 30 muskets that exploded on the spot, and more than 100 muskets that have air leaks, cracks, and other problems." The youngster replied crisply. I would like to express a hundred supports for the Emperor's practice of letting the producers and regulators test shoot weapons, because maybe those weapons that will explode will be used by themselves that day, so let those who make them try it first.

Yang Gengai glanced at Fu Mingde, who was limp on the ground. A nameless fire rose in my heart. I want to kill. However, Yang Reform, an otaku who was born in New China, grew up under the red flag, and was influenced by nine-year compulsory education, still has a great psychological barrier to killing. and vetoed this impulse,.

"Fu Mingde, what do you say about this?"

"Slaves deserve to die, slaves and slaves are guilty! Please give the slave and maid a death...... "Fu Mingde is already desperate at this time, and he only wants to die. Originally, according to the old tradition, these are still excellent results, but the emperor gave him more strict standards, so this kind of achievement, Fu Mingde only wants to die.

"I'm not going to kill you for the time being, you should go back and think about what you can do to increase the quantity and quality. Use your brains more...... My patience is limited, and this is my last chance. "Yang Reform has decided to give Fu Mingde a chance, because Yang Reform has no one available now. Helpless! What's more, Fu Mingde has experienced this test launch, and he will definitely be more sensitive to quality problems, and he will also use his brain to solve the problem. This is also what Yang Reform wants.

“…… Woo, the slave and maid thank Your Majesty for not killing him, and the slave and maid will do everything possible to make high-quality muskets for Your Majesty. Woo woo...... "Fu Mingde couldn't cry. After walking from the palace of Hades, from hell to heaven, there are joys and sorrows. The quality of this musket is in the bones. "Quality" is something that has been burned with a soldering iron and engraved into the depths of the soul.

"Not only the quality of the musket, but all the weapons and objects that come out of you, you must keep in mind the word 'quality', which is my advice to you, and it is also my hope."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the slave must keep the word 'quality' in the heart of the slave and maid, and never forget it." Fu Mingde is no longer crying, his eyes have become a lot clearer, and he has a decisive look. After speaking, he hit the ground with his head and made a "bang" sound, kowtowed a few times, and it was finished.

Yang Gengai looked at Fu Mingde with a resolute look, and knew that the quality of his muskets and weapons in the future was probably no problem. Thinking of this, the mood is better.

I also saw a large group of craftsmen and supervising eunuchs on the school grounds, and guessed that after this test firing, I am afraid that these people are also imprinted in the depths of their souls about "quality".

"Let them all disperse, the muskets have no quality problems with the craftsmen and supervisors, and each person will be rewarded with two taels of silver." Yang Reform still intends to reward silver, and cannot affect everyone's positive surname because of the quality problems of some craftsmen.

When the group of craftsmen heard that they had two taels of silver to take, they changed their nervousness and fear, and fell to their knees and shouted long live.

"Let Li Gong, Zhang Gong and a few of them come to see me." Yang Gengai planned to meet the "experts" who were in charge of studying firearms.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wang Chengen agreed.

After a while, Li Gong, Zhang Gong and a few of them arrived in front of Yang Reform.

"Grass People...... Long live my emperor, long live, long live. A few people kowtowed.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long." Several people got up.

"You have all seen what happened today, the quality problem is my favor, and I hope that you will pay more attention to this quality problem when designing weapons in the future." Yang Reform first came with a warning. The aim is to ensure the quality of weapons.

"The grass people obeyed." And they answered in unison.

"Well, what's new lately? Muskets, birds, guns? Yang Gai began to inquire about the progress of the musket, in fact, the musket (arquebus) at this time was far from reaching the "limit", such as upgrading to a flintlock pistol, such as producing paper shell bullets or something, speeding up the speed of reloading, etc., there is still a lot of potential to dig. Of course, the rear-loading copper-shelled bullet is at the current level, which cannot be done in any way.

"Your Majesty, the grass people and others are all developing the technology that Your Majesty said, using paper shells to order gunpowder and speed up the charging speed, which is already a bit eyebrow-raising."

"Li Gong, tell me quickly, is it done?" Yang Reform has an impression of the people in front of him, that is, this Li Gong, and a Zhang Gong, and the others have no impression. Therefore, when he saw Li Gong speak, Yang Reform called him by his name.

Li Gong is very alive, the emperor remembers his name, this is a great honor! With a hint of excitement, he said: "Your Majesty, there are some eyebrows, the grass people have already made samples, and they are waiting for the test to give your majesty good news." ”

"Take it and try it. "Yang said.

"The slave is here, what does Your Majesty command?" Wang Chengen should arrive.

"Hurry up and take the paper shell bombs that Li Gong and the others made." Yang Reform is a little impatient.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After a while, a little eunuch sent a sample. It is almost the same as the firecrackers that Yang Reform has seen before, but they are slightly larger and wrapped in red paper. At first glance, one would almost think it's a hanging firecracker.

"This is the paper-shelled bullet that is custom-loaded?" Yang asked Gengai.

"Your Majesty, yes."

"Give it a try."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the grass people obey." After speaking, Li Gong took out a paper shell bullet and carefully tore open the paper seal of the paper shell bullet, revealing the granular gunpowder inside. Li Gong said: "Your Majesty, this is the prepared paper shell bullet, when you use it, break off the paper shell bullet at one end, and then aim at the barrel mouth of the musket, so that the gunpowder can be poured directly into the musket, which can save a lot ......of hands and feet."

"Oh? That's it! Then give it a try. Otomo. Yang Gai understood that when he used it, he tore off one end of the "firecracker" and then poured the gunpowder in the "firecracker" into the barrel of the musket, because the gunpowder in the "firecracker" was quantitative and particles, so the speed of filling gunpowder was much higher than that of using a gunpowder pot. Of course, it can't be compared with the real bullets of later generations.;