Zhong Jinwei raised his eyebrows and said to Fan Jun: "Eunuch Fan, I have an idea that can increase the lethality of landmines."
"Oh, Lord Marquis, please speak quickly!" Fan Jun was overjoyed when he heard this and urged him quickly.
Just now, Zhong Jinwei's bodyguard was secretly saddened by his ignorance of the Marquis. Suddenly, he heard Zhong Jinwei say that there was a way to improve it, and the original image of the wise, powerful, and omniscient Marquis suddenly returned.
Therefore, a sense of pride immediately appeared on their faces as they looked at their Marquis, waiting for him to come up with his fantastic ideas.
"Actually, it's very simple. Let the landmine explode in the air, so that the lethality of the shrapnel will be greatly increased." Zhong Jinwei said the method he thought of. He thought of landmines such as jumping mines in later generations.
When Fan Jun heard this, he realized that this method could indeed increase the lethality of landmines, but how to make it explode in the air was a troublesome problem.
He was not sure whether this kind of land mine could be made, so he had to say to Zhong Jinwei: "Master Marquis, our family will let people try it, but there is no guarantee that it can be made."
"What, my father-in-law still wants to see my joke, making Jianlu chase me like a dog?" When Zhong Jinwei heard this, the smile on his face dropped and he stared at Fan Jun and asked.
At this time, Zhong Jinwei's guards were also staring at Fan Jun. If Fan Jun dared to say "yes", they would kill him with their eyes several times.
How could Fan Jun dare to say "yes"? When he saw Zhong Jinwei looking like he wanted to fall out, he immediately said with a smile: "Where did the Marquis go, our family will definitely find out for the Marquis. But we don't know when the result will be.
There’s no guarantee at all!”
Zhong Jinwei thought for a while, softened his tone, and said to Fan Jun: "It's only October now. When we fight Jianlu again next year, I hope my father-in-law will have a result."
Fan Jun had no idea, but he didn't dare to refuse. Marquis Zhongxing had already spoken so badly of himself. If he wanted to refuse, he would not get any good results if he told the emperor what he just said.
"Definitely, definitely." Fan Jun had to answer with a grimace.
"My father-in-law is a capable man, and all of his men are count figures. I believe in you!"
After listening to Zhong Jinwei's flattery, Fan Jun could only smile bitterly. The fact that the gunman was able to be entrusted had little to do with him. Instead, most of the credit should go to Zhongxing Hou.
"Okay, Eunuch Fan is a busy man, so I won't interrupt you." Zhong Jinwei achieved his goal, stood up and said to Fan Jun.
Fan Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't wait for Marquis Zhongxing to leave. Otherwise, he didn't know how many problems would arise if Marquis Zhongxing stayed here.
He didn't dare to say anything nice, like Zhongxing Hou would like to sit down for a while, etc. He just said directly: "Master Hou is busier than our family. Our family will do our best so as not to waste Master Hou's time. Master Hou."
,please!"
After Zhong Jinwei walked out of the war situation, he got on his horse, then called Gu Baichuan to his side and said: "I won't go there personally about the artillery carriage. You can inform them for me and let them see how to solve the problem of the artillery carriage falling apart after running for a long time."
question."
The artillery carriage is not as important as the firearms, and the level of confidentiality is not high. In addition, Zhong Jinwei has many things to do, so he will not go through it on his own.
"Yes, Lord Marquis." Gu Baichuan clasped his fists in agreement and led a subordinate to leave first.
"Let's go to the institute and have a look." Zhong Jinwei waited for Gu Baichuan to leave and then urged his horse to go ahead.
This job was arranged by Emperor Chongzhen, because Zhong Jinwei came from a later generation and had seen a lot; and almost all kinds of research institutes were created by him. How well many things are done must be evaluated by this professional.
There were too many research institutes established in the capital, so a special research institute headquarters, the Ming Royal Research Institute, was set up to manage all research institutes, with Weibo Song Yingxing in charge.
As soon as he heard that Marquis Zhongxing was coming, Song Yingxing quickly led his men to greet him.
This is not only a sign of respect for Shangguan, but also because Zhong Jinwei is a nobleman of Song Yingxing. Without Zhong Jinwei, Song Yingxing would not be where he is today. Therefore, he will do this regardless of public or private matters.
Although Marquis Zhongxing had made great achievements again, he was still the same as before, showing no airs to them and entered the door of the institute with a smile.
"Weibo, have you made any achievements recently?" Ever since Song Yingxing invented the microscope and was named Weibo by Emperor Chongzhen, Zhong Jinwei changed his name for Song Yingxing because of his bad taste.
Others thought that Zhongxinghou was the title given to Song Yingxing, but only Zhong Jinwei knew that it was to commemorate the days when later generations had computers.
"Master Hou, what do you want to see? I will introduce it to you." Song Yingxing replied with a smile.
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he stopped, turned to look at Song Yingxing and said, "Why, you really achieved a lot of results?"
"It's just a small amount of income. I need Lord Marquis to come over often and give me advice." Song Yingxing said modestly.
Zhong Jinwei's mood suddenly improved. It's good to have results! He thought for a moment that the most important thing at the moment was agriculture, and asked Song Yingxing: "Has the Agricultural Research Institute gained anything?"
When Song Yingxing heard this, he immediately pointed sideways to a larger house on the right and said, "Master Marquis, please go this way. All the things sent by the Agricultural Research Institute are in that room."
"Oh, let's go and have a look." Upon hearing this, Zhong Jinwei became more interested and immediately strode towards that room.
As soon as the door curtain is opened, the first thing that comes into view is a large area of fiery red.
When Zhong Jinwei saw it, he was immediately overjoyed. He walked over in a few steps, picked up a few and smelled them: "I haven't smelled the smell of these peppers in more than a year!"
Whether it was Zhong Jinwei's bodyguards or several people in charge of the institute, they were all happy when they saw Zhong Jinwei's happy expression.
Zhong Jinwei held the chili pepper in his hand, turned around and asked Song Yingxing who was standing beside him: "How about this?"
Song Yingxing hesitated for a while, because they called this crop pepper, but Marquis Zhongxing just called it pepper, so he didn't know what to call it.
But Song Yingxing immediately made a decision. He replied to Zhong Jinwei: "Master Hou, the output of this kind of pepper is not small, and there will be more next year. I think we can let two capitals and thirteen provinces try to plant it. There will be no problem."
When Zhong Jinwei was in later generations, he had no taboos and ate both sour, sweet and spicy food. But since arriving in the Ming Dynasty, he has never eaten spicy food. When he just copied the chili pepper from Fan Yongdou, he relieved his craving a little. Now take a look
When it comes to chili peppers, my mouth is almost watering.
"Very good, after grinding these peppers into chili powder, they can be made into chemical weapons. Oh, what chemical weapons? This is a secret. Anyway, it means that I will take away half of the peppers for testing. You guys will plant more varieties next year, right.
The more, the merrier.”
Zhong Jinwei said, and then asked Li Laosi behind him to find a bag and put most of it away.
In fact, he didn't need to say that much, he just took it away, and no one would say anything. Emperor Chongzhen would not argue with Zhong Jinwei about this. But it is a common problem among literati, they can't take it by force, and they have to find a reason no matter what.
Zhong Jinwei turned his head with satisfaction, looked around, and then asked Song Yingxing: "Where is the sweet potato? How is the sweet potato?"