Chapter 330: Not Calling Dad Proves You Want to Call Grandpa
Chapter 330
Yang Ning stared dumbfoundedly at his son, who was as handsome as a jade in front of him. His mouth was constantly opening and closing, and his pen was moving like flying in his hand.
The precise drawings, the wire-like lines, the sincere words, and the dual-tasking method of thanking Fengfei really refreshed the perspective of the old father Yang Ning who felt that the burden on his shoulders was weighing heavily.
Alas... what should I do? This is my biological son. He is talented, knowledgeable, good at making connections, and can understand everything clearly.
Bubbles pop up randomly on the body, and inside the bubbles are written either poetry and talent, or inspiration for inventions.
Yang Ning, who was worried about national affairs and his family, couldn't help but look at the ceiling with resentful eyes, slowly closed his eyes and shook his head.
The reason why the biological son did this was not to hope that his biological father would not be impeached by others and not blamed by the emperor.
Is it possible to beat his own son stupid just because he is too ambitious?
After sighing for a long time, feeling the heavy weight on his shoulders, Yang Ning took a deep breath and looked at Yang Qian with eyes full of kindness and pride.
"Qian'er, why do you draw so fast? Have you ever done this before?"
"Of course not. The child is just good at doing things. Okay, father, this is a sample drawing. Please wait for a moment while the child draws another structural diagram..."
The moment the door closed, it lasted nearly two hours. From the confused look on his face at the beginning, to the realization, to the end, Yang Ning was really excited.
He slapped Yang Qian on the shoulder with a big slap.
"It's amazing, it's amazing. If I, the Sui Dynasty, could use this kind of trebuchet, I don't know how much we could save in manpower alone."
"Furthermore, counterweights can be found in remote areas. The existing trebuchet can be improved and used for testing."
"The only difficulty is the long tip, but fortunately, you have the material and production method of the long tip, so you have no worries..."
"Father... why don't you use your other hand to pat the child? The child's shoulder can no longer support it."
Yang Qian had a dark face and looked resentfully at his father's big hand that frequently fell on his shoulder.
He even suspected that this was a form of revenge from his own father for taking the blame for him again.
"Oh, my father is too excited, too excited... Qian'er, do you think this thing can really throw a boulder weighing nearly a thousand kilograms nearly a hundred feet away, instead of a hundred steps?"
"Father, I don't dare to speak nonsense. I just used this picture to compare with the Thunderbolt car I saw outside the house before. After comparison, I got a rough result."
Yang Qian was filled with laughter in his heart. The products brought out by the system father were naturally excellent. They were definitely the best designs, best plans and ratios.
As long as you follow the drawings carefully, Yang Qian believes that this will definitely be the best counterweight trebuchet in history.
With this thing, even just a heavy-duty trebuchet that can throw huge rocks of a thousand kilograms a hundred feet away.
Its value and strategic significance are comparable to the hundreds of pull-type trebuchets handed down from the late Han Dynasty.
The legendary Chinese nation, hundreds of years ahead of schedule, mastered such offensive weapons, little Goguryeo, hehe...
If you are kneeling on the ground prostratedly and don't call me daddy, that proves that you want to be called grandpa.
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"In my father's opinion, how long will it take to make this thing?"
"If it were made at its original size, it would probably require at least a hundred craftsmen.
I think this material will definitely consume a lot of materials. The raw materials alone are comparable to those of a large Thunderbolt car."
Yang Qian couldn't help but frown. "Father, I think it's best to make this thing before the end of the month."
Yang Ning, who was completely immersed in the drawings, finally woke up.
When I think of what Minister Li said yesterday, and Yu Wenshu, who doesn't like Qian'er either way.
Yang Ning frowned and nodded with deep understanding. "Qian'er reminded me that I almost missed something important."
"If it really takes me more than a month to do all my work, I'm afraid that by then, my father will no longer be at the Ministry of Works..."
"What father said is absolutely true. Today is already April 13th. The time left for you, father, is only half a month."
"Half a month..." Yang Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, and looked at the drawings, thinking carefully.
After a long time, Yang Ning moved his stiff neck. "Qian'er, can this thing really be as sharp as you say?"
"Father, how dare a child talk nonsense on such a big matter?"
Yang Ning nodded heavily, picked up the already cold tea soup, raised his neck and drained it in one gulp.
"In this case, I will take a gamble as a father."
Several skilled craftsmen in charge of wooden ordnance from the Ministry of Industry, as well as officials in charge of making thunder carts, were also called into Yang Ning's office.
Facing the drawings one after another, these craftsmen and officials have never seen the real thing, and they are not as confident as Yang Ning in his own son Yang Qian.
But they still admired Shangguan Langzhong who made bamboo waterwheels and curved plows.
Therefore, we decided to mobilize a group of elite soldiers and generals to trial-produce one.
Yang Ning even wanted to produce the prototype as quickly as possible in order to impress the emperor Yang Guang.
So we made a decision on the spot to use the ready-made materials that had just been shipped to make a large thunderbolt car to make a heavy-duty trebuchet.
Fortunately, Yang Ning was very popular in the Ministry of Industry, and he was kind to others and quite prestigious, so Yang Ning's decision did not encounter any opposition or doubt.
Anyway, Yang Ning has already told the officials and craftsmen present that if there is any problem, he, Yang, will take responsibility.
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In April, as the time approaches the end of the month, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, which also makes Yang Guang feel more and more irritable.
Even if I eat ice-cold Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup every day, I can't extinguish the anger in my heart.
"It's been so long, but a bunch of thieves still can't be wiped out. What on earth do they do for food?!"
"If they spoil my plan to conquer Goguryeo in the north, what will they use to apologize for? Their heads?"
Yang Guang's angry roar once again came from the political hall, while Yang Qian stood quietly outside the hall.
As the weather gets hotter, they, the imperial guards, no longer need to wear heavy armor every day, but instead wear fancy robes.
Otherwise, if you still wear iron armor and stay outside the house in such weather for an hour, let alone a day, you will definitely suffer from heat stroke.
After losing their temper, a group of ministers began to work cautiously.
Not long after, Yang Qian heard a voice involving the Ministry of Industry.
"...However, that Yang Langzhong acted recklessly. Not only was less than 70% of the siege weapons that were supposed to be handed over to the guards at the end of the month, he even mobilized a group of craftsmen to improve the Thunderbolt Chariot."
"As expected..." Yang Qian's face darkened after hearing the impassioned words of the man inside.
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