Chapter 271: Abduction

Liu Zihua hid in his beloved man's arms and said playfully: "As soon as my husband writes this poem, he can be the leader of the Jingling School. The name of this poem must be changed, staying overnight in Sunyuan and Tan Yuanchun in Jingling."

Ma Cheng patted her with satisfaction, it was cruel enough. This was to refer to her name. I would like to step on Tan Yuanchun and the Jingling School to make me famous for my husband. It was so cruel and the most toxic woman's heart. The two poems were taller than each other.

The next verdict was made, one was difficult to understand and the other was indeciphered by the words and condemnation, which was quite ancient, and it followed the Tang and Song dynasties, and the artistic conception was not the same level. The door of the next room suddenly opened, Wang Yue walked out with a red face, and Ma Cheng smiled heavily

He snorted, still annoyed that she was not firm in her position.

As soon as this poem was published, does the Jingling School still have the face to see people? It's so cruel.

It’s not my fault that I copied poems, it was all forced to do. I was also unwilling to copy poems.

Wang Yue blushed and said awkwardly: "One person fished alone in the river Qiu, Yue Niang was convinced."

Ma Cheng then calmed down. Seeing that Mr. Tan had already been frozen on the spot, the wine pot in his hand fell off and was still dazed. He was confused, foolish, stupid. Sun Yuanhua jumped up and down excitedly and ordered someone to write this poem.

After copying it, it will be widely circulated and become a good product in Ming poetry.

Wang Yue said a little embarrassedly: "I'll record it."

Liu Zihua walked over and held her hand, and said mischievously: "Who are you, who are you? What kind of hookups are like? Let me record it."

Wang Yue's pretty face turned red again and looked over secretly. She would never look at the young master Tan again. She has always admired the style of Jingling School of poetry. In her mind, the idol collapsed, and she felt that the person was not good everywhere, which is also human nature.

More than 20 candidates were too arrogant and ran away in a mess. Tan Yuanchun also walked out silently as if he had lost his soul. Several servants hurriedly followed his master and were afraid that something would happen.

Ma Cheng felt a sense of joy. It was really great to copy poems. No wonder so many people wanted to copy poems.

A quarter of an hour later, the quiet room.

One of the two girls grinds and the other records a poem. Two pretty faces like flowers lean side by side, each with its own strengths, but they are equally touching and intoxicating. A masterpiece of Ming poetry has been copied, with beautiful and dignified handwriting and a bit roaring. The signature is Macheng

Writing down the Daming name and Kaiyuan Ma Kaicheng is still the same concise and straightforward as it is.

Wang Yue smiled and said, "This is a good way, is it a name written directly?"

Macheng is funny. When a beauty likes you, she will like you everywhere, and it is the same in ancient and modern times.

It is also a great blessing to be engraved in Sun Yuan. Sun Yuan, which is a farmer-like atmosphere, has become famous all over the world.

Late at night, Ma Cheng woke up and felt a little pain in his head. Today, he was happy and drank a few more glasses of wine, but unexpectedly, he didn't wake up from drinking it.

A little bit of the red yarn tent, Wang Yue leaned into her head, her eyes as bright as water, and she was a little shy, asking, "Where is there any discomfort? Is there a headache?"

The red candlelight shone into the red gauze tent, reflecting the girl's face as if she was peach blossoms. Ma Cheng woke up from his hangover, his eyes were a little dull, and he looked at Wang Yue blankly. Wang Yue was so scared that he looked down.

Ma Chengfang smiled and said, "It's so beautiful."

Looking left and right, there were quilts on the body. Through the thin red tent, you can see the decorations in the room and the small colored screens, which should be private items that Wang Wei carries with him.

Ma Cheng patted his forehead and said, "Drinking alcohol will make a mistake. I will never drink like this again. Yue Niang, what time is it now?"

Wang Yue held back her laughter and said, "It's almost the fourth update, Brother Ma, wait."

Seeing her lightly leave the room, she came back after about half a cup of tea. She was holding a small lacquer plate in her hand, and a small celadon bowl on the lacquer plate, and the hot fragrance filled the bowl.

"Brother Ma, this is the Bazhen Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober Sober

The beauty scholar smiled and held the small celadon bowl in front of Macheng with both hands, rinsed his mouth, drank the bowl of sweet and fragrant Bazhen Sober Soup Soup Soup Soup Soaked-up Soaking Soup, and sat upright on the edge of the bed, with clear eyes and bright spirits.

I slept until the beginning of Yin in the afternoon, and now I am very energetic.

Wang Yue packed up the small bowl, rinsed the cup, put it on the paint plate and took it out. Ma Cheng grabbed her sleeve and smiled and said, "Yue Niang, let me go."

Wang Yue held the lacquer plate, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyelashes and did not look at him.

Ma Cheng said itchy: "Where are other people."

Wang Yue said: "I went to bed early."

All rooms are full of spring, and this situation cannot be described.

The next morning, Sun Yuan.

It became a good thing. Wang Yue hid in the room and pretended to be an ostrich, but refused to come out to see anyone. Ma Cheng let her stay in the room and went to see his cannon model with Sun Yuanhua. An independent yard was piled with wood and carved with wood.

The artillery models were everywhere, making Ma Cheng feel sad. This was the artillery expert of the Ming Dynasty, and he could only carve models in his backyard.

Sun Yuanhua was still immersed in his poems yesterday and said excitedly: "First there was Wang Xiangmin, then there was a horse to open the city. They were all Confucian generals. This is a great blessing for my Emperor Ming."

Ma Cheng did not want to mention yesterday, but looked at the cannon model in the courtyard, and it was clear at a glance that the improved model of the Franco machine cannon was still the way of naval cannon being stupid, big and thick. However, the Franco machine cannon has a fatal problem.

The airtight problem between the sub-gun and the mother gun cannot be solved, so there are huge problems with range and lethality. Sun Yuanhua made a cannon model to try to solve the airtight problem, but it is destined to be a dead end that cannot be achieved.

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Macheng has also studied the Fran machine cannon thoroughly. Due to the limitations of the times, the gap between the child gun and the mother gun cannot be compensated. The main reason is that the processing accuracy is lacking. You must know that the rear-mounted rifle in the 19th century was still leaking.

Not to mention the Franco cannon in the second year of Apocalypse, if this problem is perfectly solved, it is probably necessary to use a modern tolerance band meter to greatly improve the performance of the Franco cannon. Obviously, this is impossible.

The Franc rapid-fire cannons equipped with a large number of equipment in the Ming army were destined to go a wrong way and the direction was completely wrong. This thing cannot be bombed by the front-mounted smoothbore cannon. Using this thing as the main field weapon is

What doesn't work at all is that it cannot solve the problem of airtightness. But he still appreciates Sun Yuanhua's spirit of study. At least, he really found the life gate of the Fran machine cannon, which is not easy.

The Ming Dynasty artillery likes to explode the chamber because the processing technology of this artillery is too complicated and the firing rate is too fast, and the chamber will naturally explode.

This thing is only suitable for use on ships, because naval battles require the most dense shells to be fired in the shortest time.

It’s ridiculous that a huge country bumpkin from the Celestial Empire used this naval warfare weapon as a heavy army cannon. It was really a group of local bulls who only knew the books of sages. The development direction of modern army cannons is the front-mounted smoothbore cannon, which is the Kaiyuan of Macheng.

The imitation of the Western front-mounted smooth-bore bronze cannon is the correct way.

The method Sun Yuanhua thought of was to put part of the child gun into the inner chamber of the mother gun, which was also a kind of whim. However, it was useless after all. This was the limitation of building a car behind closed doors. This problem was until the Red Cannon was installed in front.

When it was passed down to the Ming Dynasty, Sun Yuanhua must have suddenly realized it, and thus successfully imitated the extremely powerful front-mounted smooth-bore red-barrel cannon.

Seeing the excited Sun Yuanhua explaining constantly, the two women were dozing off for a long time, and Ding Wenchao was also yawning.

Ma Cheng was both angry and funny, so he simply sent someone to find paper and pen, and hesitated for a moment and said seriously: "Wen Chao, go out and watch."
Chapter completed!