Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Bangbang Bangbang..."

In Zhu Fang's workshop, several craftsmen were beating the thin steel rods that came out of the mold, inspected the cone with the enlarged tail, and passed it to the next process. "Liewen.com WwΩW. ΔLieWen. Cc

And Zhu Fang is doing die.

The high-strength tap provided by Fang Xing slowly turned through the middle of the disc-shaped die, and the surrounding chip hole was completed long ago.

After drilling through several times, Zhu Fang checked it again and filed two semicircles on the outer ring of the die with satisfaction.

The thin steel rod was clamped in a vise, and Zhu Fang used a file to file a taper on the front section, and then used a die sleeve to easily rotate it to the right.

Finally, use a saw bow to pull out a straight groove at the tail, and the countersunk screw is ready.

Fang Xing took the countersunk screw and used it to fix the flint device. After a few tries, he said with satisfaction: "It's very stable, and the weight of the gun body has been reduced a lot, which is conducive to our army's lasting combat. "

Zhu Fang shook his head and said, "Master, the young man always thinks that the formula is wrong, so the molten steel that comes out is not stable, otherwise he can go a step further in toughness."

Fang Xing comforted: "Don't worry, test slowly in small batches. Even if the steel that comes out is worse, we can sell it to others, and we won't lose much."

Zhu Fang sighed slightly, held back his tears, and shouted back: "Hurry up. Let's replace all the muskets in the camp as soon as possible."

The original flintlock gun was afraid of bombing due to the material, so the wall tube was made very thick.

Now that the steel has made progress, after many tests, the safety performance is guaranteed, so Fang Xing is here for acceptance today.

"Boom..."

Clamp the new-style musket on a vise, then charge it, pull the trigger with a rope, and wait for someone to move away.

I tried multiple guns in a row, waited for the barrels to be too hot and cooled down, then tested again, and finally tested the maximum charge.

"very good!"

Fang Xing took the blasting gun with satisfaction. The charge was almost doubled just now, and it was tested after a long period of shooting, so he was really satisfied and couldn't be more satisfied.

As for the breech, he didn't have a clue at all, and the production of a metal bullet was enough to make him dizzy.

However, with the fixed reload, the firepower density of Fang Xing Department can already meet the requirements of the war at this time.

Except for his dissatisfaction with the small number of people, Fang Xing had nothing to ask for.

After looking forward to the musket array of tens of thousands of people, Fang Xing sighed and went home.

"Master, there are a lot of people around the college..."

"how many people?"

Fang Xing sighed slightly, knowing that the one who should be here finally came.

This should be the appetizer!

"Don't come in! My master said, this is a private place, it's useless to come in and kill you!"

Fang Wu patted the scabbard to warn the crowd in front of him.

Since the construction of the wall has just begun, the entire academy leaks air everywhere.

Liu Ming hid in the crowd and shouted: "Where can scholars of my generation go? If you pass the exam, you can even go to the palace. Isn't it more difficult to enter a college than the palace?"

"Then you guys come in and have a try?"

The knife touched the hilt with a smile, as if joking.

But Yuan Da, who was a little confused by the side, knew that this was not a joke, because he saw with his own eyes a knife kicking a scholar who rushed in and he was still lying down.

More than a hundred people, looking at the pressure of the black, they were a little afraid of the knife, and then backed back after rushing up several times.

"Master is here!"

Fang woke up, angrily.

He jumped off his horse, looked at these inexplicably excited scholars, and said lightly: "I am awake, why are you waiting here?"

Huh!

When the scholars heard that this person was Fang Xing, and remembered his'heralded record', they couldn't help taking a few steps collectively, which made Liu Ming's heart very anxious.

"Uncle Xinghe, you despise my reputation and tempting evil ways, don't you be afraid of being pointed out by Wanfu?"

Liu Ming still stood up, and he asked in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner.

what! Is this person similar to mine?

"Who are you?"

Fang Xing was still indifferent, completely treating these people as nothing.

Liu Ming's eyes rolled, and finally he was afraid of being investigated and retaliated by Fang Xing, so he had to confess: "Student Liu Ming, Shuntian Mansion Juren."

"Peking Mansion?" Fang Xingshi smiled and said, "Is that the one who came to participate in Chunwei?"

"Exactly!"

Thinking of Fang Xing’s inability to participate in the imperial examination, Liu Ming said triumphantly: “Students recently heard that Xinghe Bo was setting up a miscellaneous school here. They dare to ask Uncle, is this going to break with my Daming’s tens of thousands of scholars?”

Fang Xing looked at those scholars who looked a little worried, but eager to try, shook his head and said, "Don't be funny, you can't represent thousands of Confucian scholars. As for miscellaneous studies, is Confucianism a prominent scholar in the Spring and Autumn Period?"

If there were only a few people here today, Fang Xing would never say anything, and just fight out.

But Fang Xing felt that he should fight for it to let these students know why they couldn't say that.

When these students who came to Jinling to participate in the Spring Festival went back, they were Fang Xue's best propagandists.

After smiling, Fang Xing said loudly: "In the former Han Dynasty, Confucianism successfully emerged from a number of theories and became a prominent scholar. But have you ever thought about these miscellaneous studies after the success of Confucianism? Where did they go? "

Where can I go? All were suppressed by Confucianism!

"Today I only ask one sentence, regardless of the length of my knowledge."

Fang Xing said contemptuously: "Can Confucianism be able to cure all diseases? If so, why did the previous dynasty collapse and the Han people were slaughtered. Where was the Confucianism at that time?"

This question is thought-provoking, and Liu Ming immediately shouted: "That's a traitor in the court! The rebellion of the former Song Dynasty, first Cai Jing!"

"Cai Jing?"

Fang Xing disdainfully said, "Isn't Cai Jing a Confucian student? Who is the third-year Jinshi of Xining?"

Liu Ming retorted: "This thief is cunning, there is no one in all! How can it be generalized!"

Fang Xing dismissed this kind of debate method at all. He looked at these students and said: "Now I am in a flourishing time. A hundred schools of thought are contending and a hundred flowers blooming. This is a sign of prosperity."

"From the Han Dynasty to the pre-Song Dynasty, Confucianism was superior. If some miscellaneous studies appeared, they would soon be suppressed. I want to ask, what are you afraid of?"

Fang Xing shouted angrily: "What are you afraid of? Why do other academics be evil! Why? Is Confucianism omnipotent? Then why don't you go to heaven?"

"Na Xinghe Uncle, can you let people go to heaven?"

Liu Mingyin asked testily, very proud.

"How difficult is that!"

Fang Xing dropped this sentence and continued his propaganda.

"If Confucianism is omnipotent~www.NovelMTL.com~, what do you still need to do in medical clinics? What do you want farmers to do? What do you want artisans to do? Drive them all away, because they are all miscellaneous!"

Medicine, agriculture, engineering...

Fang Xing sneered: "You wait and go, after that, just pass through the days with four books and five books!"

This is a bit vicious and a run, but these people are all elites of Confucianism, so some people say: "How can those be considered academics, Xinghe Bo don't compare me with those... people!"

"You think they are humble, don't you? Your ancestors may be farmers!"

After the killing of Meng Yuan, in fact, the country that Daming took over has no real family at all.

The students who had stimulated Fang Xing's words were indignant, but looking back on the situation in their own homes, most of them were dumb for a while.

"As for God..."

Fang Xing smiled, "What if it's really on?"