The prince does not fight for the heir

Chapter 34 Artillery Workshop
There are also guards stationed here, and the number of them is more than that of the firecracker workshop. This is because the firearms battalion needs to train a large number of qualified gunners here.

Filling the primer, stuffing the cannonballs, pushing the bar to compact the cannonballs, aiming at the target, a series of operations were completed, and the two old soldiers in front of them who were testing the new cannon handed the igniter to the sixth prince who was eager to try.

Is this ignition something interesting?Fu Xuechen complained secretly, watching Yunzuo ignite the fuse, and immediately retreated. Soon, there was a "boom", and the shell was blasted out, hitting the target. Well, the target is huge, it can be called a haystack. No way, but...

Fu Xuechen couldn't help complaining: "Is the aiming so random? It all depends on the experience of veterans? Doesn't it matter if you shoot the elements?"

The shooting range was booming, God knows how this half-old Yang Qian's ears can still be so good, Fu Xuechen groaned like he heard it, and immediately turned his head to look over with bright eyes: "What do you mean by shooting Zhuyuan? Please also invite Fu Xiaohou Enlightenment?"

Fu Xuechen really didn't want to answer the conversation, but she had already experienced the stubbornness of this old man during this period of time, and if he caught him talking, he would not give up easily until he asked about the result. After much deliberation, she still had to stubble.

Shooting at Zhuyuan, it is too laborious to fully explain it, Fu Xuechen said too much lazily, turned his eyes and tried to simplify and said: "Oh! What I mean is that every artillery is manufactured, and the elevation angle and angle are measured in advance. The data on the range, the elevation angle, and the distance that can be shot are all measured and recorded first, and the scale is marked on the gun body, or on the booklet, and taught to the gunner, so that it should be able to aim faster and more accurately. Target."

"Good advice!" Yang Qian praised.

In fact, there are similar courses in the training of gunners. Although they are relatively primitive, the principles are the same. What he praised was Fu Xuechen, a child who was only twelve or thirteen years old. After finding a way, it was also concretized, which is really amazing!
Fu Xuechen secretly rolled her eyes. Arabic numerals have not been widely used these years. I am afraid that these related data records use coded symbols that only artillerymen can learn. No matter how much she speaks, no one will use Arabic numerals. It's also nonsense.

The quality of the artillery was still high during this period, and the people in charge of testing the artillery were all experienced veterans. There were very few dangers such as bombing, but occasionally there would still be, so after satisfying the addiction of the sixth prince to test the artillery , Yang Qian hurriedly took the two children away from the shooting range.

"I don't know what your Highness's next itinerary is?" Yang Qian asked Yun Zuo.

Yoon Zuo thought about it, the whole firearms workshop has basically been gone in these three days, and all the things that should be played have been played. Do you have other ideas for accompanying reading, just like going back to the printing workshop last time?
Holding hot tea in the office and sipping it bit by bit, Fu Xuechen really didn't want to run out anymore, seeing Yunzuo asking for his opinion, he suggested casually: "Why don't we stay in the office?" , take a good look at the various firearm design drawings in the past?"

Yoon-joo nodded in agreement: "Alright!"

Yang Qian then ordered someone to bring the relevant paper materials over several thick volumes and put them on the table in front of Yoon Zuo.

Yoon Zuo looked at the year and date marked on the dossier, picked up the earliest one and opened it, but it was the design drawing of the breech-loading artillery and the author's explanatory document on the design idea handed down from the previous dynasty. Ten pages.

The author's surname was Zeng, who was the master of the workshop in the previous dynasty. According to Yang Qian, this person had died of illness long ago, but he was a well-known low-level official of the Ministry of Industry in the previous dynasty. He was particularly thoughtful and accomplished in the field of firearms.

It stands to reason that theoretical engineering academic articles are particularly boring. If it was not for the future, Fu Xuechen in the previous life would not be able to persist in learning, but Prince Yun Zuo was not at all irritable. , and will also ask Yang Qian for advice.

The rest of the afternoon passed quietly with Yoon Zuo studying hard and accompanied by Fu Xuechen paddling and fishing.

After finally getting off duty, Fu Xuechen, who had been bored all afternoon, was refreshed, said goodbye to Prince Yunzuo outside the gate of the palace, turned around on his horse, and went straight to Dongcheng Guozijian, and left for his bookstore.

Near the end of the street opposite the gate of Guozijian, there is a small wooden building with only two floors. On the left side of it is a high-end inn with four courtyards. The tall building and the small wooden building in the middle look even more shabby and pitiful. This small wooden building is a bookstore under the name of Xie, specializing in all kinds of books.

The closing time of the bookstore is an hour later than that of the Guozijian after school, this is to facilitate the students of the Guozijian to come and buy some books after school.

However, even so, there are still very few customers who buy books in the store. Even if there are a few, they all go straight to the bookshelf they are going to, and when they find the purchase target, they immediately take it to the checkout and leave. Other bookshelves have no interest in browsing.

Sending off the last customer with a smile on his face, shopkeeper Liu threw the dozens of copper plates in his hand into the drawer and sighed silently.

The shopkeeper Liu Fulin is his nephew, and like shopkeeper Liu, he is the dowry manager that Mrs. Xie brought to the Fu family. Seeing his uncle sigh, he thoughtfully poured him a cup of hot tea: "Uncle! Drink tea. "

Shopkeeper Liu sighed: "The business of the bookstore is difficult, your uncle is ashamed to trust his wife!"

Liu Fulin was young, and far less pessimistic and disappointed than his uncle. He heard the words: "Uncle, didn't Madam entrust the management of the bookstore to the young lady? Maybe the young lady has some ideas, so the madam left it to the young lady." Miss?"

Shopkeeper Liu shook his head and sighed secretly. He didn't have the blind optimism of his nephew. In his opinion, the fact was just the opposite. Madam must have seen that the bookstore was not profitable, so she simply gave it to the child. Learn how to use it as a master master, and in the future, it doesn't matter whether the business is good or bad.

Just about to settle today's account again, he closed the stall for a rest, when he heard Liu Fulin yelling at the door: "Little...Master?!" Shopkeeper Liu was stunned, looked up, and saw a Shi Shiran, a handsome young man in snow-white fox fur and full of dignity, stepped into the store under the protection of the servant.

It was none other than Fu Xuechen who had just come straight from the Ministry of Industry after school, and the servant Fu An.

(End of this chapter)