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Chapter 67 I’m talking about mortars

Taining City, a large mansion.

As the local emperor of Taining City, it can be said that more than half of the entire Taining City belongs to the Zhao family.

What Lu Yuan wants can be done almost in the blink of an eye if the old housekeeper gives the order.

boom.

A shot went off.

The old housekeeper stood there, looking at the flintlock gun in his hand with a look of astonishment on his face.

The old housekeeper had seen the power of this thing that night.

However, Lu Yuan put it away after using it, and the old housekeeper did not take a closer look.

Now that I have gotten it and used it myself, I have to marvel at the power of this thing.

This is more powerful than the three-eyed fire blunderbuss in the hands of officers and soldiers!
  Fifty meters away, one shot penetrated a hanging dead pig.

"Young nephew, this thing of yours is really powerful. Did you research it yourself?"

The old housekeeper looked at the flintlock gun in his hand and exclaimed in amazement.

Lu Yuan was currently spinning around a lathe, holding paper in one hand and charcoal in the other, writing and drawing.

He did not raise his head to look at the old butler, but said:
  "How is it, is it great?
  What do you think if this kind of thing is used to deal with Xingzi? "

The old butler looked at the flintlock gun in his hand, thought for a while, and then gave his own evaluation:

"If it were an ordinary traveler, even if it didn't have to cooperate with the traveler's method, it would still be knocked out of its wits with one shot.

If it's a more powerful move, then soak the projectiles in black dog blood, glutinous rice water, or eggs and chicken blood in advance.

It must have a miraculous effect, after all, this thing is so fast, Xingzi must not be able to react in time.

but……"

Having said this, the old housekeeper paused, retreated from several nursing homes around him, and then whispered:
  "If you rely on it to deal with those two hundred years of history, I'm afraid it won't work.

As far as I know, Xilingzi's line seems to be a two-hundred-year-old white zombie. It is a real white zombie and has become invulnerable.

It's not the same thing as Liu Jia Xingzi.

Although the young nephew's weapon is powerful, he doesn't know what it will be like if he hits it.

If it is useless, if the trader is angered by the time, no one will be able to come out alive. "

This thing looks awesome.

But after all, no one has tried it before, so what if it doesn’t work?

When the time comes, we will lead dozens of people there. If it doesn’t work, the price will be too high!

After the old butler finished speaking, Lu Yuan raised his head slightly, looked at the old butler and said with a smile:

"How do you know I'm going to Xilingzi?"

The old housekeeper tried his best to put a smile on his expressionless face and said:

"It's not hard to guess."

Lu Yuan nodded, and then said:
  "Xilingzi is very important to Aunt Zhao. If it can't be solved, Aunt Zhao will have to pay a lot of money next year."

After the old housekeeper was silent for a while, he said:
  "It's not just a matter of money, I'm afraid the entire Xilingzi will be taken back by the court."

Hearing this, Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows and said:

"so serious?"

The old housekeeper nodded slightly and said:

“The war in the north is almost coming to an end.

Some of the troops that were recruited from various places have returned to their original locations.

Nowadays, the imperial court's control over local areas is getting stronger day by day, and the number of people in the government is increasing day by day.

There was no way before, so large mining areas like this had to cooperate with guilds.

But things are different now. The imperial court wants to take back the Lingshi mine and mine it directly, but it can't steal it openly.

Something has happened to Xilingzi now, and there is no guarantee that the court will not take advantage of this to take Xilingzi back next year.

When the time comes, I will lose money again and lose half of the spirit stone mine. Madam... it will be difficult. "

Lu Yuan nodded slightly.

This kind of thing is the general trend that Lu Yuan said before.

This kind of spiritual stone mine will be taken back by the court sooner or later, but it can only be delayed for one year.

At the very least, it cannot be said that this year's blood loss will be taken back.

Are those days over?

"I'm afraid the Celestial Master in the provincial capital can't be found, right?" Lu Yuan asked again while looking at the lathe.

The old housekeeper nodded and said:

"That must be the case. Even the military masters from the provincial capital are here, so naturally all the heavenly masters from the provincial capital are also here."

After speaking.

The old housekeeper seemed to understand what Lu Yuan meant.

He looked at the flintlock gun in his hand. After a few seconds of silence, he said again:

“You really have to fight.

I don’t know what happened to Doushiguan. It would be better if it could be solved in a short time.

If it cannot be solved in a short time, Madam will be in danger.

How many of these can you make? At least sixty.

How long does it take you to make it? "

After the old housekeeper finished speaking, Lu Yuan looked at the old housekeeper in a funny way and said:

"Make what?"

The old housekeeper was startled, and then said with a look of astonishment:

"Um?

Doesn't the young nephew mean to use this... flint... flintlock gun to deal with the gangsters? "

Lu Yuan grinned, and then said:
  "No, when did I say that I would use this thing to deal with Xilingzi's behavior?
  Moreover, didn't you also say that this thing is not safe?

I can't risk everyone's lives to test the power of this thing, right? "

What Lu Yuan said made the old housekeeper look like a question mark:

"That young nephew, you are..."

Lu Yuan continued to write and draw with his head down:
  "gun!"

gun? !

Hearing this, the old housekeeper couldn't help but take a breath and felt that his brain was starting to hurt.

After the old butler stabilized himself for a few seconds, he looked at Lu Yuan with a look of helplessness and said:

"Young nephew, we must tell you something.

Although our current era is different from other eras, we are very tolerant of possessing weapons in private.

But cannons are just like armor.

It was only found that he possessed it privately, which meant he was intending to commit rebellion!

It's a capital crime, and your family will be confiscated and your family will be exterminated!
  You are a scholar, you should know better than us. "

Of course Lu Yuan knew this, and so did the Ming Dynasty in history.

The Ming Dynasty was the dynasty with the loosest control over weapons.

Let’s not talk about swords and other things, even crossbows and arrows that other dynasties strictly prohibited people from possessing.

Even in Ming Dynasty, people could hold it at will.

Basically, in the Ming Dynasty, as long as you don't modify your armor, you'll be fine.

Some local chieftains even made cannons, but it was actually nothing.

However, Lu Yuan did not intend to build the red cannon here.

What use can that thing have now?

A red cannon weighs a thousand kilograms of iron, and it would take at least a month or two to pour such a red cannon.

At that time, the shells will have to be sorted out, and they will be a mess.

In particular, none of the red cannons work.

It will only work if three or five of them come together!

By the time Lu Yuan really assembles three or five red cannons, when will it be?

Eating shit can't keep up with the hot ones.

Lu Yuan raised his head slightly, looked at the serious old butler and grinned:
  "I didn't say I was going to fix the red cannon."

Old housekeeper: "????"

what is that?
  "I'm talking about mortars!"

(End of this chapter)