The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 194: Fidgety Fire Gun

 The King of Jin knew, "Don't ask."

The princess said, probably understanding what was going on. She sighed and changed the topic, "Lan'er, seeing that you are about to lose your crown, and your marriage has to be put on the agenda, when you were not at home, your father and I visited a few houses. I think these ladies are pretty good. If you come back just in time, I’ll hold a lotus party. You can take the opportunity to take a look. If you’re satisfied, we’ll make a decision.”

“Mother, didn’t I tell you not to think about marriage until next year?”

"You two children are only one year apart, so what does it matter?" The princess said anxiously, "Besides, we won't see each other until next year. Even if you are busy with the wedding, it will be your 21st or 2nd. Others are like you." Big, the children are running all over the floor.”

King Jin looked at his young son with a tired face and said, "A Tong, Lan'er has just come back from the south, please let him rest for a while first."

Zhao Lan stood up and said, "Father, king, mother and concubine, the child will go back and have a rest first."

"You haven't eaten a few bites. Is the food not to your liking?" The princess then stood up and said, "I'll have someone else cook it."

“Concubine, don’t be busy. I’ll naturally have an appetite after I’ve rested for a while.”

There was no other way. Her son didn't want to eat, so Princess Jin had to let him go back to rest.

Zhao Lan returned to the courtyard and saw a beautiful hand-woven basket placed on the table. His eyes lit up and he walked straight to the table before Shuang Rui could speak.

Shuangrui quickly opened the lid of the woven basket, and found a beautiful square azure porcelain plate filled with brown and transparent pastry-like things. He took it out and said, "Sir, this is what Su Erniang asked Mang Zhong to send over. You can try the delicacies made from dried grass we brought back.”

When the Miscanthus was delivered, I put ice cubes on the top and bottom of the plate to prevent the taste of the grass jelly from being affected by the heat. I also put the accompanying rock sugar red beans and other ingredients on a separate plate, so that a piece of it was stirred when I ate it.

Shuangrui mixed it as Mang Zhong said, Zhao Lan took it and scooped a mouthful into his mouth. It was ice cold, chewy and refreshing, so delicious that he couldn't stop eating. After a while, the bottom of the small bowl was gone.

Shuangrui scooped another bowl for the young master.

Zhao Lan sat down at the table and finished eating quickly.

 Shuangrui: ...seeing the little master staring at the square plate, he couldn't help but scoop out another small bowl.

I haven't seen the young lady in a year and a half. It's not that Zhao Lan has been in South Vietnam for so long, but that the spies from the Liaoxia Kingdom who have been tracking the idea of ​​South Vietnam's cast iron technology for the past year are either preparing for a business trip or on the way to a business trip. This year He also spent half of the year in South Vietnam.

It stands to reason that in the past year, he traveled back and forth to the capital many times, and he could also take time to visit the teacher's house. However, the eighteen-year-old Zhao Lan gradually discovered that he did not seem to want to **** the teacher's daughter back to be his daughter. like…

At the age of eighteen, Zhao Lan gradually understood what the relationship between a man and a woman meant, but the lady was still very young, so he had to wait patiently for her to grow up.

In the past six months, whenever he encountered a life-or-death situation in South Vietnam, when he wanted to say his last words or felt that there were any regrets in his life, the first person that appeared in his mind was always Su Ruojin, so when the matter was over, he said with six hundred Liga hurried back, and when he saw the young lady, he found that the young lady was as grateful and alienated from him as ever, and his mood was very complicated.

 What should he do if the young lady is only grateful to him and has no other thoughts about him?

 After returning from his aunt, Zhao Lan, who was originally going to deliver hay and gifts in person, stopped all his movements.

Shuangrui saw that the young master finally put down the bowl and his expression became calmer, then he moved the food basket to the side and said, "Master, do you want to go wash up?"

 Zhao Lan raised his eyes, "Mangzhong has nothing else to report?"

Shuangrui subconsciously tightened his head.

 He dared not say.

Zhao Lan, who was soothed by the grass jelly, tightened his eyes and his whole body suddenly became sharp.

Shuangrui was so frightened that he quickly replied: "Someone came to act as a matchmaker for the young lady."

 “Whose house?”

"The eldest son of Wen Siye of the Imperial Academy." In the summer, the young master was so cold that he could freeze to death, but Shuangrui had to report the matter clearly, "I heard that Dr. Su and his wife are quite satisfied with the Wen family."

"satisfy?"

"Yes...yes." Shuangrui wiped the sweat from his cheeks and continued to reply, "Mang Zhong said that the young lady said that if Wen Dalang's character is good and the Wen family is easy to get along with, she will agree."

 I agree.

Zhao Lan sneered at herself, didn't the book talk about childhood sweethearts? Why didn't it work when he got here? He stood up angrily, took off his robe, threw it on the ground, and went inside to wash up.

Shuangrui quickly asked the waiter to pick up his clothes, and he trotted over.

 “Don’t follow me, don’t bother me.”

Shuang Ruisheng stopped, patted his heart, and turned to look at Santai, who spread his hands helplessly.

Almost everyone who followed the little prince knew what he was thinking, but no one dared to say anything. Firstly, it was impossible for the princess to let the young master marry the daughter of a small imperial official. Secondly, Mrs. Su was also able to handle it. The little prince It's good to protect the Su family, but the meat grinder, sausage stuffer, firecrackers, etc. offered by the young lady, especially the firecrackers, are much more lethal than arrows. Not only did they kill Liao Xia from a long distance in South Vietnam, He is a national spy, and he protected the little master at the critical moment of life and death. He is simply a magical weapon of protection. This alone is worthy of the little master's protection.

 Back in the capital again, Hua Ping hid in the secret courtyard of the Detective Department and slept for an eternity. He slept from the time he came back until the next morning, and then he completely made up for his sleep and got up with full energy.

Mr. Shen saw him coming in and said, "Let's go to the little prince's morning tea shop for morning tea."

Hua Ping shook his head, "I won't go."

"Well?"

 “I’m going to Su Kee’s breakfast shop.”

Mr. Shen frowned, "Okay, I'll go with you." He said, "I haven't seen Su Erniang for a long time. I don't know if she is in the shop."

Huaping stretched himself and said, "Today is the day for her to check the accounts, so she will definitely be here."

 “Then you will still live in Suji in the future?”

 “Stay, why not stay?”

Mr. Shen was about to go out, and there was Sui Dian beside him. Soon the carriage pulled up to the door, and the two of them got on the carriage and went to Su Ji for breakfast.

By then, it was the end of Duchen hour (9 o'clock in the morning), and there was no one around. Ershi was packing up and preparing to close the stall. When he saw Huaping, he shouted in surprise, "Brother Hua, you're back!"

Hua Ping smiled and nodded, "Two bowls of small wontons, four fried dough sticks, a basket of soup dumplings, a basket of shrimp dumplings, and a cup of mint tea."

 “Okay.” Erping happily prepared food for them.

Mr. Shen put his hands behind his hands and watched Huaping ordering the food with a smile. After he entered the door, he looked towards the steward's room and saw that there were girls coming in and out of the door. He was very happy when he knew that the young lady was here.

 The two grown men didn't order enough, so they had to order two more bowls of bean curd before they could enjoy themselves.

Hua Ping went to the counter to pay and chatted with Old Man Huang.

Mr. Shen walked to the door of the butler's room and knocked on the door. "Ms. Su Er, can I come in?"

Su Ruojin had just finished calculating the accounts and was looking at the closing balance. When she heard a voice, she looked up and said, "It's Mr. Shen, please come in, please come in quickly -" and asked Qiuyue to move all the account books at hand. "Not bothering you, right."

Su Ruojin shook his head, "No, sir, sit down quickly."

Mr. Shen pulled up a chair and sat across from the young lady’s table. He glanced at the table and said, “Second lady, business is booming!”

"Where is it!" Su Ruojin smiled modestly, "Have you had breakfast, sir?"

 “Hmm.” He nodded, turned around and looked around, seeming to be quite interested in the furnishings of the butler’s room.

Su Ruojin didn’t think Zhao Lan’s long history would be in the mood to look around, so he smiled and asked, “Is there something wrong, sir?”

"Oh." Mr. Shen seemed to have remembered something trivial about himself, "I really have something to ask you, Madam Second Lady, your firecracker?"

"This miscellaneous book I saw has been given to the little prince. Didn't you see it, sir?"

“What you can see is that we asked someone to make another one according to the drawings. For some reason, it just doesn’t work as well as the firecracker you asked me to make.”

Su Ruojin spread his hands: "Huo Tongke asked Mr. Xue to have people from the Ministry of Industry make it. I found three blacksmith shops to make the bullets, chambers, etc., and I told you. If it still can't be done, then there's nothing I can do about it." , maybe I just hit a blind cat with a dead mouse.”

The fire gun was invented during the Yuan Dynasty. It used gunpowder to fire stone bullets, arrows, lead bullets and iron bullets. It was developed on the basis of various muskets that had been used for a long time in the Southern Song Dynasty. After the advent of the fire gun in the Yuan Dynasty, it developed rapidly and played an important role in Zhu Yuanzhang's war to establish the Ming Dynasty regime at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. After the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, a large number of firearms were manufactured, border defense, coastal defense and city defense facilities were strengthened. During the Yongle period, a Shenji battalion specializing in firearms was established.

The gun was the first generation of metal tube-shaped shooting firearms in ancient China. Its emergence brought the development of thermal weapons to a new stage, and also opened a new chapter in the development of subsequent forms of warfare and military technology.

The miscellaneous books that Su Ruojin dedicated to Zhao Lan were really found in the Yin Dynasty. She went to small bookstores and **** shops to find them. She went to these places mainly to collect delicious food and labor-saving tools for daily life. She accidentally found a simple fire gun. picture.

To be honest, as a woman, Su Ruojin is in the catering business. She doesn't know anything about firearms. It was because there was a young man in the store who was obsessed with guns. She bought a history of the development of firearms and put it in the lounge. One time , she saw it while patrolling the store and flipped through a few pages. Unexpectedly, the young man saw it and thought she was interested, so he stood in front of her and studied it for a long time.

Su Ruojin also understood the general history of the development of firearms, from the fire door gun to the matchlock gun, and later the wheel spring gun, etc. Su Ruojin remembered the most important thing, which is the most important thing in the pistol-the reed and the trigger.

 This is much more advanced and convenient than using a match rope.

The drawings were from ancient times. The firegun she gave to Zhao Lan actually skipped the development process of the gun and went to the right step, directly using the reed and trigger. These two things were secretly made by Carpenter Zhang who worked with her on the walker. of.

There is no need to open the medicine tank cover and wind up like a matchlock gun or other guns. You only need to turn on the dog trigger and pull the trigger. It is really a hot weapon, much more powerful than a long sword or a broadsword.

Su Ruojin didn't understand this either, so she told Carpenter Zhang what she knew. Unexpectedly, Carpenter Zhang was a genius in craftsmanship. He made three pieces in one go, but only one succeeded, which was the one given to Zhao Lan. The other two failed.

Later, Carpenter Zhang also tried it, but it always ended in failure, so Su Ruojin was right. It was indeed a blind cat that encountered a dead mouse and somehow managed to make one. Could it be because of traveling through the halo?

 It’s quite evil anyway.

Mr. Shen was a little disappointed that he didn't get what he wanted, but he didn't believe that the young lady couldn't do it.

Su Ruojin couldn't laugh or cry, "I promise Mr. Shen, I'm not omnipotent. I just wanted to be lazy, so I made some kind of meat grinder and sausage enema. Go find the person who drew the picture of the fire gun. Maybe He could make it, but I really couldn't. Let me tell you that the person who drew the pictures and helped me assemble it was Carpenter Zhang who was working with me. He tried again later and couldn't make it. He just happened to make one. But if you send Carpenter Zhang away and give him enough materials, maybe we can still succeed."

He told me, the young lady must not have told the truth. He finally got to know the young lady. Mr. Shen was satisfied and nodded, "Thank you, Second Lady Su."

Su Ruojin: “…”

Jiang is indeed very sophisticated, she still told Carpenter Zhang unknowingly, well, she said everything.

Hua Ping came in, looked at Mr. Shen who left with satisfaction, and asked, "Have you told him everything?"

Su Ruojin glanced dissatisfied at these spies doing secret work, "I am no match for this old fox."

Hua Ping smiled and sat crookedly on the chair when he came in, "Go to the Wenshan Street morning tea shop to check the accounts tomorrow?"

“If you want to see Shopkeeper Ye, just go and wear nice clothes and buy the best gifts. I don’t believe Shopkeeper Ye won’t be moved.”

Su Ruojin laughed at him, "Don't use me to check accounts to see people. It's not manly."

Huaping was stunned by Su Ruojin's words, "Stop teasing me. She will never get married in this life unless the enemy who caused her father to commit suicide is found."

 “Then help her find it out.”

 “It’s not that simple.”

Su Ruojin hissed twice and shook his head, "Even professionals like you can't find it out, let alone ordinary people."

Huaping was frustrated, "It seems that I am destined to be a bachelor in this life."

Su Ruojin frowned and said, "I won't you marry someone who isn't the king?"

“I don’t have any pressure from my parents’ family. I’m alone, so I just want to find someone I like. I won’t marry anyone but her.”

Su Ruojin gave a thumbs up, "Then try to help Sister Ye find the person who killed her father, help her avenge her, and let her commit herself to him."

Huaping, who was sad and sad, laughed out loud when the little lady said, "Why is it like in the storybook?"

Su Ruojin smiled and said, "I haven't had anything to do recently. I actually read a few books about stories by talented people and beautiful ladies."

Hua Ping raised his eyebrows high and asked, "Dr. Su, I don't care about you?"

 “My father believes in my character.”

Hua Ping snorted and confirmed again: "Are you going to Dongshan tomorrow?"

 “Go, go, for the sake of Uncle Hua’s lifelong happiness, you have to go even if you don’t want to go.”

Hua Ping was satisfied and walked out happily.

Su Ruojin asked, "Why are you going?"

“You said you should wear nice clothes and buy the best gifts.”

Su Ruojin was stunned, Confucians can be taught!

 She shook her head and laughed.

 Carpenter Zhang was tinkering with the drawings given by Su Erniang at home. He failed again. He was so angry that he threw everything away. His son ran in and said, "Dad, someone is looking for you."

 (End of this chapter)