Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 550

Due to the conspiracy case, the city of Chang'an at the end of the year was particularly quiet, and each family restrained the children and women in the government from chatting about the affairs of the DPRK, lest they cause trouble.As a result, the "battle for hegemony" between the old and new generations of dandies has become the talk of the boring women in the city.

After all, the reputation of Gao Family Shilang Gao Zhenxing was in the middle of the year. Although he went to Jiangnan to clear his colleagues this year, his reputation did not decrease much.It’s just that Erlang Fang’s rise was too fast, and he was shining like a splendid comet in the dandy world. Even many people once imagined that if Fang Jun, the first dandy today, met the first dandy Gao Shilang of the year, what would he be? How to fight tit for tat...

But what surprised the world was that in just one round, the former overlord of the dandy world, Ko Shiro, was completely defeated, which inevitably made people sigh.

Just like the once beautiful years were ruthlessly abandoned by the years, it always makes those nostalgic people sigh that the world has changed, and the vicissitudes of life...

The name of "The Last Love of the House that Calls the Wind and the Rain" is getting louder and louder.

It's just that the Gao family, who was blocked from stepping stone to achieve fame, or the Fang family, who was "the first dandy in Guanzhong", completely fell silent before the new year.Ko Shiro didn't clamor for revenge, and Fang Erlang didn't show off triumphantly.

Gao Shilang probably stayed in the mansion to recover from his injuries, while Fang Erlang stayed in his manor...

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"Sodium yellow potassium purple calcium brick red, magnesium white aluminum white iron golden yellow, blue lead green barium copper blue green..."

Fang Jun led the craftsmen in Zhuangzi, muttering words that no one could understand, mixed the iron powder with gunpowder, divided it into portions, and put them into the thick paper tubes made in advance.The bottom of the paper tube is sealed with yellow mud, and after the mixture of iron powder and gunpowder is loaded, a lead is inserted, and then the opening is sealed.

Wang Xiaoer was confused and asked, "Erlang, what are we doing? Also, what are you talking about, why can't this old slave understand?"

"Oh... I saw this in a book before. It should be that various metal powders emit different colors of light when they burn." Fang Jun said nonsense. Could it be that he learned it when he was in college?
It's not nonsense though.

During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Tao Hongjing, a famous alchemist and medical master, recorded such a record in his "Compendium of Materia Medica", "burning it with fire, purple and green smoke rises, and the cloud is real saltpeter."The saltpeter here is potassium nitrate.This should be regarded as the oldest qualitative analysis method, which is the "flame color reaction".It is a pity that this method has not been widely used and developed due to the low level of productivity at that time and many years later.

And the most direct use of this "flame reaction" is colorful fireworks...

That's right, Fang Jun led the craftsmen in Zhuangzi to experiment with fireworks.

Every festival, there are no dazzling fireworks to adorn the night sky, and I always feel that there is a lack of a cheerful atmosphere...

So he wanted to get the fireworks out.

Anything in the world is easier said than done.

Because Fang Jun didn't know much about this, how to make fireworks take off, how to explode colorful lights and shadows, he only had theoretical knowledge, but had never practiced it, so after working for several days, he was only trying to figure out a general idea.

Relatively speaking, firecrackers have no technical content at all.

In the workshop next to it, a large number of firecrackers have been made.

Only fireworks are really a headache...

Different fireworks have different effects, some are like shooting stars, some are like chrysanthemums.

This is common sense.

But how to make it?Fang Jun didn't know, let alone the process of making fireworks, he just knew a little bit of the principle.

The experimental fireworks he is making now use a secondary structure, the outer tube is responsible for sending the inner tube to the sky, and the inner tube is responsible for the effect.Therefore, the outer cylinder is mainly filled with gunpowder with high explosive power, and the structure of the inner cylinder is divided into fuze, detonating powder, gunpowder and light beads.

The fuze is used to ensure that the inner cylinder explodes after it rises to a sufficient height. The detonating charge is responsible for detonating and igniting other parts evenly. The gunpowder is responsible for blasting the inner cylinder, igniting the light beads, and pushing the light beads to the designated space.Light beads are the main part of the fireworks effect, and different light bead materials and placement methods produce different effects.

That's all the rationale for fireworks you can get your head around.

But when it comes down to the hype... he doesn't understand anything.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as you know the principle and experiment slowly, you will always achieve your goal.

The glass and cement of the past were slowly created by this stupid method. Anyway, he had money, people, and time...

In short, first set everything on fire and see the colors of the various elements burning.As for the various special effects in memory, he can only explore slowly, but he is convinced that for these smart craftsmen, as long as someone shows them the right way, they will definitely reach the end.

He clapped his hands, handed over everything here to the craftsman, and sternly told him to be careful about fire and explosion protection, so he left it behind, got up and put on his windbreaker, and returned to Zhuangzi.

In the past life, I have seen many news reports about the tragic accident of the fireworks manufacturer, so Fang Jun set up the fireworks workshop next to an abandoned mine in the back mountain with lingering fears.

Back in the village, Qiaoer stepped forward to take off his trench coat for him, while Zheng Xiuer brought a cup of hot tea.

After washing his hands, he sat on the large Taishi chair, holding a warm teacup, took a shallow sip, and sighed comfortably.

There is a jingle ring behind him.

"Looking at you, it seems that there is nothing to worry about anymore, and life is extremely complete, which is really enviable and jealous."

With a tender voice and a hint of anger, Wu Meiniang walked out of the back hall with a smile on her face, putting her hands on Fang Jun's shoulders and kneading gently.

Fang Jun squinted his eyes comfortably, and said, "I have a good wife, so naturally I have a good heart, but I just feel wronged."

Some people, some things, may change the outside because of some unpredictable changes, but will not change the inner essence.

Even because of Fang Jun's appearance, Wu Meiniang was not able to stay in the palace as she did in her previous life and was canonized as a talented person by Her Majesty Li Er, and it was even less likely that she would be imprisoned in Ganye Temple as a nun after Her Majesty's death, and she would be with Li Zhi as a nun. Fart boy, dry wood and fire... But Wu Meiniang's essence has not changed.

Beauty, intelligence, penetrating mind, excellent charisma, desire for power, abundant energy...

It is enough to replace Fang Jun to control the entire farm and the property under Fang Jun's name.

Fang Jun is impatient with these trivial matters, and he prefers to point the country from a high position.

And these, for Wu Meiniang, are very sweet, and they are the perfect ladder for her to realize her self-worth.Coming out of the shadows of childhood and proving herself in a man's world, this makes Wu Meiniang more and more confident...

Wu Meiniang pursed her lips, and said with a little resentment: "Why does the concubine feel... It's like working for Lang Jun for a long time?"

Fang Jun glared at him and said, "What do you mean by that? A certain racked his brains to gather money and earn money with all his might, not for the sake of his wife, concubines, children, slaves and generals? If he said he was working long-term, then he should be certain! "

"puff"

The two pretty girls standing in the hall were amused by Fang Jun's expression.

Wu Meiniang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she stretched out her slender hand and pinched it on Fang Jun's shoulder, and said angrily, "What are you talking about? If it spreads out, we sisters will still live..."

There's nothing wrong with men making money to support their families.

But a man works long-term for his wives and concubines, which sounds awkward...

Fang Jun pouted and said rascally: "What about him? We are willing to work long-term for our family members, what do we have to do with others? A family naturally requires every member to contribute, enjoy, and sincerely dedicate themselves. You can have a peaceful and happy family. You just want to get, but you never know how to give. Even if you are as close as a husband and wife, you will feel resentment in your heart for a long time. If things go on like this, it is inevitable that the resentment will rise to the sky, the detachment will be detached, how can happiness be at all?"

The softest part of Wu Meiniang's heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

Why used to be at home, facing my brothers, sisters, mothers, and elders, with endless grievances and sorrows in my heart, but no trace of warmth?
Why did I come to this strange place, face this strange man, strange domestic servants and servants, but I seem to be so full and peaceful every day, like a jar of honey in my heart, peace and joy?

Wu Meiniang was a little dazed, her slender hand left Fang Jun's shoulder, and subconsciously stroked his cheek...

It turned out that it was because of the dedication...

(End of this chapter)