It seems that I need to take some time to think about the mechanical structure of the steam engine and try to draw a sketch.
Then let Fang Yizhi find craftsmen to build the first concept steam engine.
As a time traveler, Chongzhen knew the principles of steam engines, internal combustion engines and electric motors very well, but he could not remember the specific results clearly. Who would pay attention to this stuff? Even if they did, they would have forgotten it.
Therefore, it took Chongzhen a while to figure out the mechanical structure of the steam engine.
Moreover, the mechanical structure that is figured out may not be correct, and may be very different from the real steam engine.
But that doesn't matter. As long as the steam engine can be started and the mechanical power is continuously output, as for structural optimization, it can be slowly improved in the future.
When he thought of steam engines, Chongzhen thought of Bomige again.
It's already the end of October, and it's almost two years, and Boymig hasn't come back yet? Could this unlucky guy have been shipwrecked and died at sea?
It was such a coincidence that Chongzhen was thinking about Bu Mige.
Prince Zhu Cihong led Bu Mige to the arsenal.
"Bu Mige, are you finally back?" Chongzhen said happily.
I thought in my heart that this person is really careless. I just started talking about you and you came to my door.
But Bu Mige cried out loudly: "Your Majesty the Emperor, Bu Mige almost couldn't see you."
"What do you mean?" Chongzhen asked, dumbfounded, "You couldn't have been in a shipwreck, right?"
"That's right," said Bomig, wiping his eyes. "Those damn Ansa barbarians sank the merchant ship I was on. If I hadn't been lucky enough to hug a wooden barrel, I would have drowned."
"It's fine." Chongzhen suddenly thought of something else and asked anxiously, "By the way, how are the scientists you hired?"
"Alas, I was about to report this matter to His Majesty the Emperor." Bomig sighed, "The dozen or so scientists I hired from Lisbon at a huge expense all sank into the Indian Ocean with the Queen."
"What, they're all dead?" Chongzhen's face darkened.
After waiting for nearly two years, the wait turned out to be a waste. What do you mean?
Bu Mig quickly said: "However, I still tried my best to collect some books on various subjects from Goa, oh, and some periodicals. I hope I can help His Majesty the Emperor a little."
After saying that, two Hongyi came over carrying a box.
Bu Mig opened the box and saw that it was all filled with books.
And there are many tomes, but they are all written in Latin.
Chongzhen casually picked up the thinnest book from Fengzi, but he couldn't read it.
Bomig helped translate: "On Conic Sections, this is a mathematical treatise widely circulated in Europe and Rome, written by Blaise Pascal."
"Pascal?" Chongzhen's heart moved.
Isn't it the Pascal, the unit of atmospheric pressure? This is a big deal.
Bu Mig said: "Your Majesty the Emperor, have you heard of Bruce Pascal?"
Chongzhen snorted lightly and said, "I heard Tang Ruowang mention it. It seems to be quite famous."
"That's really quite famous." said Bomig. "Pascal is the most promising physics and mathematics genius that has emerged in Europe in the past fifty years. Even Descartes thinks highly of him."
Descartes took it very seriously? That should be the unit of pressure.
If we can get this great person to come to Ming Dynasty, then there will be a leader in the physics and mathematics of Ming Academy of Sciences in the future. Coupled with his support from the whole country, in less than twenty years, the physics and mathematics of Ming Dynasty will be able to meet the needs of the Ming Dynasty.
A wave of rapid development has taken place, steadily occupying the academic commanding heights of physics and mathematics.
Chongzhen immediately said: "Bomige, can you bring this Pascal to the Ming Dynasty?"
"Ah? Bring Pascal to the Ming Dynasty?" Bomige was stunned when he heard this, but quickly said, "Of course, of course, as long as His Majesty the Emperor provides generous conditions, not to mention Pascal, even Master Descartes
You can find them all, but it takes a lot of money to get masters like Pascal and Descartes."
Upon hearing this, Chongzhen waved his hand and said: "Bu Mige, tell me, how much silver do you need?"
"Maybe, maybe..." Kamig stared at Chongzhen's eyes, as if judging Chongzhen's bottom line. Unfortunately, his knowledge was too shallow and he couldn't see anything at all. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "It will probably take ten thousand taels of silver."
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"I'll give you fifty thousand!" Chongzhen said with a big wave of his hand, "But it can't be just Descartes and Pascal. You have to bring their laboratories, even their colleagues and students, and tell Descartes
And Pascal, as long as they come to work in Ming Dynasty, I can provide them with the most favorable scientific research conditions."
"In addition to millions of taels of scientific research funding every year, there are also a large number of students engaged in scientific research with them."
"I will set up two academies specifically for them, the Royal Academy of Mathematics and the Royal Academy of Physics, and recruit thousands of students from the entire empire every year."
"Oh, God, oh, my God!"
Bu Mige has been frightened out of his wits. Scientific research funding of one million taels per year?
Do you want to open two colleges specifically for Descartes and Pascal? God, did I hear that right?
God, is there really an emperor in this world who values natural science so much?
"Bomige!" Chongzhen then promised Bomige, "As long as you can bring Descartes, Pascal and their colleagues and students to the Ming Dynasty, I will give you another fifty thousand taels of silver as a reward."
After a pause, Chongzhen continued: "And you are allowed to preach freely in the Ming Dynasty."
Of course, Chongzhen still would not tell Boymig that the prerequisite for free preaching was to reform the doctrine.
"Oh God, oh God, your respected, wise and kind emperor, you are so generous. I can't find the right words to praise your greatness." Bu Mige knelt at Chongzhen's feet and wanted to kiss him.
toes.
Chongzhen asked Gao Qiqian to find paper and pen, write down a handwriting in a flash, and then handed the handwriting to Bu Mige: "Bu Mige, take this handwriting of mine and go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to collect the money. After receiving the money,
Return to Europa immediately, but this time you can’t stay there for two years like before, you have to come back as soon as possible.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Of course, of course." Bu Mi Ge said repeatedly.
"I will ask the Governor of Macau to send a fleet to escort me back to Europe."
"Once we convince Descartes and Pascal, we will immediately set off to return, and we will also convince His Majesty the King to use the fleet along the way to protect our fleet."
Bu Mi Ge took the oracle and left happily.
It was only then that Zhu Cihong, Zhan Yangzhi, Gao Qiqian and others beside them came to their senses.
Although he was full of questions and couldn't understand why Chongzhen paid so much attention to the two Hongyi, no one dared to ask more questions. The Holy Emperor naturally had his own reasons for his actions.
Chongzhen didn't tell them, because even if he told them, they wouldn't understand.
Descartes and Pascal are not just two scientists, but represent the establishment of mathematical systems, physical systems, chemical systems and even Western philosophical systems.
But forget about the Western philosophical system.
Chongzhen only wanted a system of mathematics, physics and chemistry.
As long as these three major systems are established, modern natural science will probably no longer let Europe dominate. In the future, the development level of natural science in Ming Dynasty will be far ahead of Europe, and there should be no suspense about a tie.
After sending away Bu Mi Ge, Chongzhen's attention returned to the production capacity of flintlock guns.
Chongzhen asked Zhan Yangzhi: "Zhan Weng, do you mean that the production of flintlock guns will never increase?"
"There is really no way around this." Zhan Yangzhi shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "The monthly production of one thousand guns is really the limit, but after one year, the monthly production can be increased to two thousand."
Chongzhen's brows couldn't help but frown.
A thousand guns a month is only ten thousand guns a year.
Even if the monthly output is 2,000 guns, it will only be 20,000 guns a year.
After all, there is a defective product rate, and with the level of craftsmanship in this era, a 90% good product rate is already considered good.
But such a small amount of production capacity was a drop in the bucket for the Ming Dynasty, because with the flintlock musket, there was no need to equip the infantry with separate spearmen, so every soldier, including the artillery, had to be equipped with a flintlock musket.
The first batch of 270,000 recruits is currently undergoing the most basic training under the leadership of a thousand recruits.
When these 270,000 recruited soldiers arrive in Nanjing at the end of the year, what will be given to them? Will they still be given spears? And let them use the spears to fight against the slaves? Isn't that nonsense?
At that moment, Chongzhen asked again: "Rolling the gun tube is too time-consuming, can it be cast?"
Zhan Yangzhi also understood. He shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, casting is not possible. Gun tubes formed directly by casting are all pig iron gun tubes. They are too hard and cannot be processed by drilling and polishing in the later stage. The gun bore is not flat enough.
If it is straight and smooth, the airtightness is very poor, and lead can easily get stuck in the barrel of the gun.”
Chongzhen sighed again. It was probably impossible to cast the gun barrel.
Otherwise, the barrels of bird guns and Lumi guns would not be rolled.
This means that until the power system is solved, the production capacity of flintlock guns cannot be improved by leaps and bounds. It is only a small amount per month.
At that moment, Chongzhen said: "Okay, let's do this, change the order from Rumi's gun to a flintlock gun."
"Okay." Zhan Yangzhi said, "I will work with the masters to determine the process first, and then arrange for various workshops and supporting factories to be transformed as soon as possible."
"The Ming Dynasty Arsenal needs to add another paper shell ammunition workshop."
"Hey, paper shell bullet workshop?" Zhan Yangzhi was stunned when he heard this.
"Gao Banban, give Zhan Weng a paper shell bullet." Chongzhen said.
Gao Qiqian quickly took out a paper shell bullet from his leather bag and handed it to Zhan Yangzhi.
Zhan Yangzhi is also a good judge of goods and instantly realized the value of paper shells.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will make arrangements right now." Zhan Yang agreed immediately.
Because there is no technical difficulty at all in producing this paper shell bullet, and no strong men are needed. You can find some women and children in Nanjing or the nearby countryside to process it.
