girl let me check

Chapter 266 Suspicion is a seed

"Is this considered a success?"

Fang Weihan let go of his hand and lifted the blood barrier that had just condensed in front of the two of them.

"It seems... the effect of this dragon's dream is quite remarkable."

Fang Weihan smiled.

Black ash rolled down from the barrier, carving a thin black line on the stone tiles on the ground.

This is the toner that just didn't react fully.

"It counts...of course it counts."

Pei Jie even ignored Fang Weihan and hurriedly rushed to the experimental table to record everything that had just happened.

For Pei Jie, the significance of a successful experiment is far greater than an official promotion.

This is what the Mohist is like, with a pure heart that is unashamed.

Fang Weihan waited patiently for Pei Jie to finish recording, while chatting with Yun Shu in his mind.

"Now that you have created black powder, have you ever considered applying it to war?"

Yun Shu squatted on the ground and looked curiously at the wilting weeds in the corner.

This weed seems to be due to frequent exposure to harmful gases, such as sulfur dioxide and the like. The fact that it is still alive is considered to be tenacious.

"Musket? Firegun? Or rocket or something?"

To Yun Shu's surprise, Fang Weihan gave an objection.

"None of this stuff works."

Fang Weihan also squatted down, picked up the charcoal powder on the ground, put it to his mouth and smelled it.

Sure enough, there was an extremely pungent and unpleasant smell.

"If black powder had appeared at this time in the previous life, it would have been an irrefutable technological revolution in the field of military equipment. But in this week, the emergence of black powder cannot solve the fundamental problem."

"The iron smelting technology of the Great Zhou Dynasty is highly developed. The price of iron tools is much lower than that of the previous life. Every fighting soldier can basically be covered with armor. In this case, the chemical energy of black gunpowder is not enough. After all, the charge capacity of a musket is limited.”

"If we blindly increase the amount of explosives...then I might as well just build an artillery piece as a plus version of a catapult."

"But this brings up another problem. The three things used to make black gunpowder... saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal. Apart from charcoal, the production capacity of the other two things is extremely low. They are only used as medicinal materials now. If you want to make big To make black powder on a large scale, I also need to solve the problem of their yield."

"It is too difficult to re-launch two skilled and efficient production lines. Even if I know the steps of producing sulfur and saltpeter, the equipment, space and labor costs will still incur quite terrible costs. This is comparable to the expected benefits of black powder Obviously the gains outweigh the losses."

The ever-present sense of crisis constantly enveloped Fang Weihan. In order to escape from the complex crisis and survive, he developed an almost terrifying thinking ability.

From the moment he came into contact with black gunpowder, Fang Weihan had already begun to think about the development prospects of this thing, and finally came to a conclusion.

The possibility of short-term profit return is low, because this thing cannot be manufactured and upgraded on a large scale in the short term.

The long-term interest return value is low. Because the destiny is recovering, the soldiers' cultivation will be greatly strengthened, and the chemical energy of black gunpowder is even less worth mentioning.

"That is to say...you think this thing is useless?"

Yun Shu stood up and circled Fang Weihan twice, his steps brisk and regular, as if he was stepping on a Bagua grid.

"Not really."

Fang Weihan smiled.

"Not everything is born with a function, otherwise our life would be so depressing."

He wiped away the gray stain and sighed.

"speak English."

Yun Shu kicked him.

"There is a raging fire in front of you, and you only have a glass of water in your hand. What is the wisest thing to do at this moment?"

Fang Weihan asked softly.

"Pour the glass of water on your head, wet your clothes, cover your mouth and nose with your clothes and escape from the fire."

"Black powder can't save Dazhou, but it might save me at some point."

His expression was calm and indifferent, as if he was just telling a joke without a beginning or end.

Yun Shu pursed his lips, his eyes flashed, and his mood was complicated.

Before...he wasn't so indifferent.

When did he start to change?

The line between life and death in front of Huanhua Tower, the desperation in Tianlu Hall, or the rage in the outer city?

From King Guangling to Fang Weihan, he has really changed a lot...

He became more considerate of himself, and he learned to hide his true thoughts under layers of deception and smiles. He no longer wanted to persistently grasp all the people and things around him...

Over the past two thousand years, my state of mind has not been as open-minded and transparent as his.

Yun Shu lowered his head and stopped looking at the dazzling sunlight.

She suddenly felt that the sunlight was a bit dazzling.

We dare not look directly at the sun, but we are afraid of the days when it is not there, so we invented the electric light.

He can know who he is living for, he can understand the goal of his struggle, and he...

Do you really know?

The girl stared blankly at the trail of black charcoal spread out on the ground, her mind unable to calm down for a long time.

After some writing, Pei Jie finally recorded all the details of this experiment.

He breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly sealed the note properly.

Only then did Pei Jie remember that Fang Weihan was still standing behind him.

"Brother Fang, I'm extremely sorry! I'm really sorry."

Pei Jie kept apologizing to Fang Weihan, as if he had done something hugely wrong.

He felt extremely guilty now.

The initial funds for his research were given to him by Brother Fang. Now that he had left them aside for a long time because of his excitement, Pei Jie felt ashamed just thinking about it.

"It doesn't matter, I understand the excitement of progress in this kind of experiment."

Fang Weihan waved his hand.

Although he made his attitude clear, Pei Jie still looked very guilty.

"If you really feel sorry for yourself, then do me a favor."

Fang Weihan borrowed the donkey down the slope and talked to Pei Jie about the saddle.

Pei Jie immediately agreed.

"Brother Fang, don't worry, I will definitely prepare it for you before this time tomorrow."

Seeing his vow, Fang Weihan didn't ask any more questions.

I heard that the Tiangong Four Transformations allowed for more detailed manipulation of entities without using tools, so Pei Jie must have been sure of it.

He is still very confident about his classmate's ability to do things.

Fang Weihan said goodbye to Pei Jie, walked out of his small courtyard, and picked up Yu Mo who was dozing on the side.

It was now approaching evening and the sky was getting dark.

Fang Weihan next went to the Shen family's residence in Wuxing and had a meal with Shen Yuanxing.

He needs to have a general understanding of the current situation in Dazhou's smelting industry, and Wuxing Shen's is the monopoly giant in this area.

Smelting and mining are often inseparable, but this is not the case in the current situation.

According to Shen Yuanxing, the iron ore in Dazhou now mainly comes from Guangping County in Jizhou and Huainan County in Yangzhou. The iron ore mining rights in Guangping County are mainly in the hands of the Hedong Pei family, which also has mining as one of its main businesses, and it belongs to the sphere of influence of the three Heshuo families.

The iron mines in Huainan belong to the remaining aristocratic families and the royal family, and are supplied to the territory of the Zhou Dynasty south of the Changhe River in the world.

The smelting technology of the Wuxing Shen family has made great progress after thousands of years of development.

The Kuaiji Foundry under their command already possesses composite armor technology, which will gradually replace the mail and chain armor currently equipped by the Zhou army.

Shen Yuanxing also mysteriously revealed a piece of news to Fang Weihan at the banquet: the Kuaiji Foundry has enough weapons and armor to arm 300,000 people, and there are also sufficient arrows and other consumables.

Shen Yuanxing had an unpredictable look on his face, and Fang Weihan didn't know whether what he said was true or false.

"It could be true."

Yun Shu made a judgment. “The trajectory of this little fat man’s life star just now was very stable, and he didn’t look like he was lying.”

"Really……"

Fang Weihan shook his head.

Even if it is true, this matter will not help me now. After all, water far away cannot quench thirst nearby.

After saying goodbye to Shen Yuanxing, he returned to his palace courtyard.

Fang Weihan took out the somewhat shrunken meteorite from the Sun God Ring and placed it upright on the ground.

Check it out!

[Current progress: 3.94%]

[Current progress: 3.95%]

[Current progress: 3.96%]

……

With the experience last time, Fang Weihan analyzed the meteorite shell much faster this time. He directly pushed back the progress by five percentage points today.

[Current progress: 9.28%]

After that, he traveled back in time and found Fang Tang, who was his wife...grandma, and his student, and she

Discussed the question of the king's conduct as a servant.

Fang Tang is a natural expert in this area. She can pull, draw, suppress, provoke fights... Doing these things is as easy for her as eating and drinking.

Fang Weihan spent most of the evening listening quietly.

After all, he had to learn.

Thinking best, maybe these things can be used against Wanwan by himself in the future?

Of course, he just dared to think about it.

While listening to Fang Tang talk about her thick black knowledge, Fang Weihan was also thinking about another question.

After he brought Fang Tang back to reality...can she get along well with Wanwan?

Fang Weihan felt a headache as soon as he tried to imagine that scene, and at the same time he felt a cold air spreading upwards on his tailbone.

Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. We will talk about the rest later.

Fang Weihan decided to worry about this matter later.

Throwing a boomerang may not hit you unless you are particularly unlucky.

He believed that he was the son of destiny.

"Teacher, um...can I touch you?"

Fang Tang, who talked all night, wanted a reward.

The girl looked at Fang Weihan expectantly, her phoenix eyes were dotted with stars, and her thick eyelashes were fluttering like banana leaves.

Fang Weihan: "..."

The ragdoll cat said that this behavior was unethical, unruly, and against his true nature.

But it couldn't stand the earnest look in Her Royal Highness the Princess's eyes, so it reluctantly jumped onto her lap.

"Thank you, teacher! Teacher is the best!"

Fang Tang hugged his beloved cat, and the joy in his eyes seemed to overflow.

She carefully stretched out her little hand and stroked the smooth and fluffy hair of the Ragdoll cat over and over again, fearing that she would hurt it with too much force.

After gently scratching the cat's chin, the girl lowered her reddish eyes, and the tip of her nose was inexplicably sore.

The ragdoll cat turned over, noticed Fang Tang's expression, and sighed silently.

Life is tiring after all, not to mention a princess like Fang Tang who lives in a dangerous situation all day long.

Unlike the princess in the fairy tale, she has no protection from her father, no support from her courtiers, and all she has is the insignificant support of the people outside.

Fang Weihan has always felt that Fang Tang is quite similar to himself.

What she has more than him is unparalleled blood affinity with the emperor, and her status as the first heir to the empire.

What she has more than her are the people who stand behind her and their power.

To a certain extent, I am luckier than Fang Tang.

The Suzaku Iron Gate closed behind her. In this deep palace, she didn't even have a single friend.

So is Fang Tang's appearance formed by nature? Or did it gradually become like this after her mother passed away?

What would Fang Tang look like when he was a child?

Could it be like Tangtang...

The ragdoll cat's tail froze.

"Teacher? What's wrong with you?"

This change was noticed by the dazed girl.

As soon as Fang Tang opened his mouth, he heard a slight nasal sound in his words.

She sniffed quickly and tried to cover it up.

A good emperor should not show any extreme emotions.

"It's okay, I just thought of some past events."

The ragdoll cat's stiff tail drooped down again and swayed from side to side.

impossible……

No two leaves in the world are exactly the same, they just look alike.

Fang Weihan bit the tip of his tongue, and the slight smell of blood reminded him of the time coordinate here.

"I've had enough touching, teacher."

Fang Tang reluctantly let go of the cat in his arms. Place it gently on the ground.

When it comes to being sensible, I'm afraid Fang Tang should be the most sensible among the girls around him.

Except for the remaining obsession and slightly extreme methods, Fang Tang's character is almost perfect.

"Sleep well, see you tomorrow."

Fang Weihan warned.

"I know, teacher!"

The girl raised her pretty face, with a bright smile on her face.

"Goodbye, teacher!"

"Goodbye."

The Ragdoll pushed the door open and walked out, closing the heavy palace door with its tail.

"Boom!"

The closing of the door brought up a gust of breeze, causing the candlelight in the hall to sway slightly.

The girl hugged her knees and sat on the edge of the bed, her fair and shiny calves looming under the palace skirt.

Fang Tang's expression slowly cooled down until it disappeared.

"I know...teacher..."

She murmured softly.

Fang Tang pulled out a necklace from his underwear, with a string of silver tassels hanging on it.

A touch of silver is like the bright moonlight on the horizon, shining like flowing water.

This is a sword spike, still carrying the residual heat of the girl's body temperature.

Fang Tang stared blankly at the sword spike for a long, long time.

She tightened her grip on the sword and slowly closed her eyes.

In the deserted hall, the girl sat facing the candle until dawn.

(End of this chapter)