After mid-August in Longyou, you can already clearly feel the heat subside.
In the weapons testing site of Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau, Amei stood in front of a large three-foot-tall shelf.
She looked left and right, and even bent down to carefully check the fit of each joint of the frame.
There were a dozen students around, all holding pens and papers, ready to jot down any flaws that Mr. Mei might point out.
After finishing the inspection, Amei nodded: "Okay, let someone load the crossbow."
After hearing this, the students quickly put down their papers and pens, and a few strong students lifted a giant crossbow not far away from the side.
This giant crossbow is not only larger than all the crossbows in the army, but its style is also weird.
The crossbow arm is five feet long, and the crossbow bow is even more exaggerated, more than one foot long.
The crossbow string is thick, and the people who made the giant crossbow seemed to think it was not strong enough, so they added an extra thick string to the crossbow.
Just to lift this giant crossbow requires six strong students.
The students placed the giant crossbow on the shelf and fixed it at the same time.
Then a winch was installed at the end of the frame, and the winch was wrapped with a hook.
After the installation was completed, Amei stretched out her hand, and a student handed a notebook to her hand.
She opened the book and recorded on it the materials and dimensions of each component of this giant crossbow.
After checking it and making sure it was correct, Amei then ordered: "Okay, let's get started."
The students dispersed quickly.
Several specially selected military warriors began to turn the winch according to the students' instructions.
The draw hook gradually tightened, pulling the bow string backward, and then the crossbow body creaked.
Even if the string is open, you can feel the tremendous power of this bed crossbow just by listening to the sound.
The thick bow string slipped past the trigger, and the strong men in the army who were famous for their strength had to exert their strength to continue to pull the string over.
"Quick, buckle it up quickly."
Amei was protected at a distance, and a student directed someone to hang the crossbow string on the trigger.
"Bring up the arrows!"
A four-foot-long thick arrow, or what should be called a short spear, was lifted into the arrow slot of the giant crossbow.
"Sir, it's ready."
Amei nodded: "Let it go."
The warriors in the army got permission and hit the dental machine hard with a hammer.
A dull "peng" sound was heard, and the short spear flew forward at a certain angle, as fast as lightning, and hit the city wall three hundred steps ahead.
A cloud of dust flew up from the city wall.
The arrow bounced off, hit the ground, and bounced up again until it hit the ground again, kicking up a cloud of dust again.
Amei frowned.
The effect is still very unsatisfactory.
Any giant crossbow that can't shoot through the city wall is a loser.
This is what the male gentleman said to her when he taught her the general principles of the giant crossbow.
She remembers it very well.
So she had only one goal in making the giant crossbow: to shoot through the city wall.
"Go to No. 2."
She ordered decisively.
Compared with the No. 1 crossbow, the No. 2 crossbow seems to have the same appearance at first glance.
However, the model, material, and even craftsmanship of the bowstring are different from No. 1.
The effect of the No. 2 crossbow is slightly better, and it can barely shoot the javelin onto the city wall.
Soon a soldier came forward, stretched out his hand and pushed down a little, and the javelin was easily pulled out.
So Amei drew a cross on the page marking the various parameters of No. 2.
The students also sighed.
As the backbone or future backbone of Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau, they naturally have some understanding of the bed crossbow in front of them.
I heard that this kind of bed crossbow existed in the pre-Qin Dynasty.
It's just that the thing is too bulky and the production is too complicated.
Due to many reasons such as inconvenience of use in the military, it is rarely used now.
It was not until the Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau was entrusted by the mountain chief to improve this crossbow again that Mr. Mei led his people and started making this kind of crossbow.
It's just that this kind of improvement has not been done by anyone before, so everyone can only explore it bit by bit.
Compared with the imagined data, these two types of bed crossbows are really far behind.
This made Amei, a talented woman, feel a little irritable.
The material, format, and manufacturing process of the giant crossbow do not have a complete structure.
The principle structure diagram given by the male gentleman also involves a lot of knowledge, some of which I have just touched upon.
Amei once again felt powerless: her knowledge seemed to be far from enough.
She flipped through the paper at the back. Although there were still a few models that had not been tested, she could already calculate their approximate power based on the actual test results of the first two.
She walked back to the high platform of the testing site and sat down, waved her hand, and ordered: "You guys come and take notes."
Although the final result has been guessed, there is no rush for this kind of thing. I can only do it step by step to let my students lay some foundations and accumulate experience.
The test results of the third giant crossbow were similar to what Amei imagined, and they were still far from meeting the requirements.
The students were preparing to test the fourth model when a rapid sound of horse hooves was heard at the entrance of the proving ground.
In the proving ground, except under special circumstances, you are not allowed to ride a horse, let alone gallop inside.
The sound of horse hooves attracted many people to look towards the source of the sound.
"Urgent report from the Colonel's Office of Protecting Qiang!"
A female knight carried a red flag on her back and said in a quick voice, "Mrs. Mei, please return home quickly!"
Amei recognized that this was the female guard of the house, her expression changed, she stood up suddenly, and hurriedly greeted her: "Are the Lord and Madam okay?"
No matter what happens in the house, as long as everything is fine between the gentleman and the lady, everything will be fine.
The female guard turned over and dismounted before the horse came to a complete stop, showing her superb riding skills.
She ran to Amei and handed her a token.
Then he leaned close to Amei's ear and said something quickly in a voice that could only be heard by her.
"Hurry, hurry, get your car ready!"
After hearing what the female guard said, Amei hurriedly gave instructions loudly.
Soon a maid with a knife came over, protected Amei and rushed towards the entrance of the testing ground.
Amei left in a hurry without leaving any instructions, leaving the students a little confused.
"what should we do?"
Anyone who just heard the "urgent report from the Qiang Protector's Office" would be worried.
Because the Protector Qiang Xiaowei Mansion, to a certain extent, represents the mountain chief.
Chief Shan, will everything be okay?
All the students felt a little uneasy.
"There's not much movement in the military camp next door. I guess it's not an urgent matter..."
An older senior brother stood up and just said something.
Suddenly, a shrill flute and whistle sounded from next door, penetrating the sky.
And there is not just one, but one after another.
This shows that this is a gathering of all the soldiers in the camp.
Sure enough, after a while, bursts of shouts, counting sounds, and even the sound of neat and loud queues came here very clearly.
The students all looked at the senior brother who stood up to speak.
This senior brother wanted to slap himself.
"Then, pack everything up and be careful not to leave these materials behind."
"Especially Mr. Mei's books, you must not throw them away."
Someone was ordered to collect the various materials and books left by Amei.
The covers of these books read "Solid Geometry", "Plane Analytical Geometry", "Physics" and other incomprehensible words, and they were carefully put away.
At this time, the Qiang Protector Colonel's Mansion in the city had already been heavily guarded by female maids with swords.
Because Feng Junhou went on an expedition and took away most of his personal guards, the peripheral troops were insufficient.
Therefore, the military camp outside the city received military orders and selected a group of soldiers from Nanxiang to enter the city to guard the Qiang captain's mansion.
A blank area was drawn around the Huqiang Colonel's Mansion, and no one was allowed to approach it without reason.
Amei's car drove into the house. Before the carriage could stop, she jumped out and ran towards a small courtyard.
The years of pampering and pampering did not make her lose the vitality she had developed during her time at Nanjing Middle School.
The area around the small courtyard specially set aside for Guan Ji to serve as the delivery room was the most heavily guarded place in the Qiang Guards Mansion.
Zhang Xingyi was sitting in the yard, staring straight at the delivery room with the door closed.
Amei ran into the small courtyard, and without having time to salute her, she ran directly to the door of the delivery room: "Is the lady okay?"
Guan Ji's voice came from inside: "Nothing, it's not time yet."
Hearing the quiet and steady voice of the female monarch, Amei breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned around and recalled her blessing to Zhang Xing who was sitting there, "I have met Miss Zhang."
Zhang Xingyi made a "hmm" sound in his nose and took it as a response.
Her eyes were still staring at the door of the delivery room, not knowing what she was thinking.
There were faint sounds of voices inside.
The content is nothing more than the words of the female medical worker comforting Guan Ji, and Guan Ji's chuckles from time to time. It seems that she is well prepared mentally.
At least with the help of the female medical worker, Guan Ji was not too nervous.
Amei stood at the door and heard the voices inside. When she felt relieved, she realized that her body was wet with sweat.
She bowed to Zhang Xingyi again, ran out of the yard, and returned to her place to take a bath.
Even the hair was loosened and washed carefully.
After washing myself clean, I returned to the small courtyard where the woman was waiting to give birth.
This time, there were groans in the delivery room.
Then there were the female medical workers’ voices of encouragement, and the constant instructions to get something.
The delivery room was suddenly opened, and the maid serving inside came out with a basin, and soon went in with hot water.
The female medical worker's voice became louder and louder.
Amei stood by the door, grabbing the corners of her clothes. She felt that she was starting to sweat again.
Nu Jun's screams became louder and louder. Amei stood by the door and felt her ears buzzing.
Zhang Xingyi stood up suddenly and rushed to the door of the delivery room with a face full of anxiety.
Amei subconsciously wanted to block the door.
Fortunately, Zhang Xingyi had no intention of rushing in.
She stood at the door, listened intently, then turned around and stomped back and forth.
At the beginning, she was just biting her lower lip tightly, but as Guan Ji's voice inside became more and more heartbreaking, Zhang Xingyi's face also turned pale.
She muttered to herself, seemingly not realizing what she was murmuring.
On the other hand, when Amei passed by her, she could occasionally hear words such as "It's okay", "Killed by a thousand cuts", "Where is he?".
Now in this mansion, apart from Guan Ji, Zhang Xingyi has the most power.
She took advantage of Guan Ji's authority to mobilize the soldiers and horses to protect the Qiang Lieutenant's Mansion and clean up the irrelevant personnel around the mansion.
The man who killed a thousand swords was not here at this time.
In order to avoid suspicion, she had no choice but to use this method to express her attitude.
Zhang Xingyi glanced at Amei who was standing at the door.
Amei felt Zhang Xingyi's gaze and lowered her head slightly, but her attitude of guarding the door did not give in at all.
The sky started to get dark.
The people in the yard were all focused on the delivery room and didn't pay attention to the passage of time at all.
Guan Ji's voice, however, had turned from the loud and clear at the beginning to a bit hoarse.
She never imagined that giving birth would be more painful than the injury she suffered.
"ah……"
"Ma'am, try harder!"
"Ah, ah..."
In the delivery room, Guan Ji's hands were clutching the edge of the bed tightly, and her forehead was covered with sweat.
The female medical worker fed her a bowl of ginseng soup, which helped her regain some strength.
"Alang!" Guan Ji shouted, "Feng Mingwen!"
Zhang Xingyi's heart began to sink when she heard the shouting inside.
It's over. Could it be that my sister's mind has become confused?
I heard that my sister also started calling the emperor brother-in-law at the last moment.
There are quite a lot of mosquitoes in autumn, so mosquito repellent straws are burned in the courtyard.
Thick candles were lit, illuminating the delivery room like daylight.
Looking at the swaying figure inside, Zhang Xingyi couldn't help but tiptoed and leaned on the window lattice, trying to see clearly what was going on inside.
"Feng Yong!"
Guan Ji shouted again.
At this time, Amei suddenly responded: "Nvjun, the male gentleman has sent you a message."
"explain!"
The tiger girl let out a heartbreaking scream.
Zhang Xingyi looked at Amei suddenly.
The news coming from the front will pass through you.
How come she doesn’t know what Feng Mingwen said to her sister?
I heard Amei start to read: "Tiger roars in the wind, dragon leaps in the sky, and clouds float in the scenery."
When the tiger girl heard this, her spirits perked up, and she yelled with all her strength.
Just at this moment, the night wind blew by, which shocked Zhang Xingyi.
This tiger's roar is quite suitable for the occasion...
Amei slowly read on: "With the same voice, we can get along well with each other, and with the same spirit, we can help each other."
This sentence is not bad, it has the meaning of a husband singing and a wife accompanying her.
Guan Ji took a deep breath: "Ah..."
"My love for my son is like a shadow chasing a body. We eat from the same root and ears, and drink from the same cup."
This means that husband and wife share joys and sorrows together.
Guan Ji remembered that she went to Hanzhong with the man who suffered a thousand cuts, and returned to Nanxiang together with nothing, and a sweet smile of memory appeared on her lips.
Then tears flowed out: "Ah, ah..."
"We share two pairs of silk for clothing, and we share seamless waists for sleeping. When we are at home, we are willing to sit on our knees, and when we are walking, we are willing to join hands."
As soon as these two sentences were read out, not to mention Guan Ji, even Zhang Xingyi's face turned red, and she was so scared that she almost covered her face and ran away.
How could such intimate affairs between men and women be revealed like this?
Zhang Xingyi couldn't help but said "poof" in her heart: Shameless!
"When a child is still, I will not move; when a child is swimming, I will not stay. Birds with the same heart are like this flounder."
It's a good sentence, but I just remembered that I was suffering from such great pain, but the man who suffered a thousand swords was leading the army to fight.
Guan Ji finally became furious and yelled: "Liar!"
Then she felt a sudden light beneath her body. The female medical worker who delivered the baby picked up the baby and patted it gently.
"Wow!"
A loud baby cry sounded.
Is this okay?
Zhang Xingyi opened his mouth wide and looked at Amei blankly.
Amei wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"It's a young lady..."
The female medical worker's voice sounded.
"Princess?"
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, the expression on his face became a little strange.
The baby in my sister’s belly has received attention from many people.
I don’t know how many people have been hoping that the Feng family’s first child will be a boy.
Now that my sister has given birth to a girl... things seem to be getting interesting.
The door to the delivery room was opened. Zhang Xingyi calmed down and was about to enter.
Unexpectedly, there was another shout suddenly coming from inside.
"Quick! Close the door quickly!"
"boom!"
Zhang Xingyi was unprepared and almost hit the door.
"what happened?"
"There's one more, madam, keep pushing..."
Listening to the hurried sounds inside, Zhang Xingyi's eyes widened in disbelief: "What?"
"Where's the poem?"
Guan Hunu suddenly shouted from inside.
Amei finally woke up from her daze. She opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't remember what she had just read.
Zhang Xingyi reacted quickly and reminded quickly, "Flounder!"
Amei glanced at Zhang Xingyi gratefully, and quickly said: "Love can break through gold and stone, but glue and paint are not a barrier."
Zhang Xingyi felt sour when he heard this.
"I hope they will be inseparable forever and become one body."
"fraud!"
The tiger girl cursed again.
"Wow!"
"He is a young man."
Zhang Xingyi was stunned and lost his voice: "So evil..."
She only said one word, then paused suddenly and said in a hesitant voice, "Is this okay? Both children?"