Chapter 555: I don’t know how to praise someone if I don’t ask for it (third update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 555: I don’t know how to praise someone if I don’t ask for it (third update)
Standing outside the viewing room, Master Zhao Ji let out a sigh of regret and glanced at the ruthless disciple Gao Zhang next to him who had worried eyes.
"It's okay for me as a teacher, but you never thought that gods would encounter such accidents sometimes."
"Xiao Gao, I remember, please treat Peng Xianchang well."
"Master, don't worry, my disciple Minghong."
"Look back, when I make the mine, remember to tell me as soon as possible. I really want to see the immortal legs that can help Emperor Wu dominate Tiandong."
"If it is true that the city can be destroyed and the stronghold can be destroyed, then in my lifetime there should be hope of recovering the old land in the northwest."
Having said that, the official Zhao Ji looked at Gao Zhang again and whispered.
"Before, my teacher was very concerned about whether it would be better for me to be a Hanlin bachelor or a privy bachelor."
"I wonder if I, Xiao Gao, have any thoughts?"
Facing his master's gaze, Gao Zhang thought for a moment and then answered honestly.
"Master, if this disciple can really replicate those weapons, then I am willing to continue working in the Arms Supervisor to make more weapons for him, Huben, the Great Song Dynasty, to protect his family and country."
"..."
Zhao Ji looked at Gao Zhang in front of him in astonishment, and in a flash, he understood the ruthless man's intentions.
"I have worked so hard for my teacher Minghong, fearing that the sharp weapons I made will eventually become useless because of the nonsense of those without officials."
"Well, let me, my teacher, think about it carefully."
"In a moment, I will ask the Imperial City Secretary to come over and cooperate with me. Whatever happens, I will look for them."
Zhao Ji raised his leg and patted Gao Zhang's shoulder, then walked towards the outside.
Gao Zhang silently followed the master who completely believed what he said to the door of the mansion.
Watching Master Zhao Ji leave, the corners of his mouth could not help but gradually rise.
That's fine, I just ask the master to identify one of the immortal legs that allowed Emperor Guangwu to dominate the whole world, and then add it to my operation.
I used various medicines and weapons to push back, but I didn’t believe that Xixia could not be pushed to the ground.
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Gao Tao entered the mansion in a hurry, and after walking a short distance, the boy who was responsible for taking care of Taoist Peng rushed over to report to Gao Zhang.
Daochang Peng didn't know what was going on just now. After my friend and I left, he seemed very excited. He kept shivering and making a sound, and he was not quiet at all.
Hearing this, Gao Zhang patted his forehead and hurried over.
I saw the typical teapot filled with dumplings, Mr. Peng, who was full of stuff and couldn't pour it out no matter what.
Gao Zhang spoke to comfort me, saying that the official position in You Dao Lu was definitely mine. As for the property that the emperor had given me, Gao would not touch it.
"Remember, take good care of my illness, take the blame for me honestly, and don't be disobedient."
"From the moment I made up my mind to enter Gao's mansion with the intention of defrauding his parents and defrauding their property, he didn't mind my life or death."
"..." Daochang Peng, who was very excited at first, gradually calmed down.
The deceiver came to Gao Taiwei's house. It turned out that he had suffered a stroke and was not thrown out of the house. He was probably alive to this day. Speaking of which, Gao Zhang felt that he was kind enough.
He stared blankly at the young man whom he had not seen for more than a year. When they met again, his whole person seemed to have changed, and he seemed much more decisive in killing.
After Gao Zhang said those words, he left directly, and Taoist Peng, who was lying on the couch, had obviously calmed down.
With a numb face, he continued to maintain his image as a severe cerebral thrombosis patient, and continued to eat and wait to die.
Less than half an hour after Master Zhao Ji left, Yang Douzhi rushed over in person to pay homage to Gao Zhang and explain his intention.
But Gao Zhang was not worried about just handing over the formula to them and would guide him himself. After all, it was different from making a cold weapon.
If someone loses his leg when making a cold weapon, he will at most injure people, but if he is not using gunpowder weapons, he will die a lot if he wants to die.
Leading Gao Zhang to the imperial city's courtyard outside the city, Gao Zhang began to personally select the site for making gunpowder, and he was very familiar with the process, rules and regulations.
Immediately afterwards, twenty talented and trustworthy leg masters were recruited from the Imperial City Division's leg masters, and they began to strictly follow Gao Zhang's instructions.
Processing began with the purchased raw materials.
If the explosive power of black powder is the same, then the black powder with an appropriate amount of brown sugar added is at least six to ten times that of black powder.
Gao Zhang didn't know the specific value, after all, he didn't do anything illegal or disciplined.
But if Ru Ming is not present, he needs the Emperor of the Song Dynasty to do research and development. Fortunately, the formulas and so on are all in his mind.
And I wonder if it is not difficult to obtain raw materials. The Song Dynasty did not lack raw materials for gunpowder.
Just let those people know that you are not bragging. The dangers of gunpowder are really terrible.
Gao Zhang simply asked them to make a portion of about three to five kilograms in preparation for testing.
When the finished gunpowder particles appeared in front of Gao Zhang's eyes, he finally showed a satisfied smile.
These gunpowders are all in a typical granular shape, larger than sesame seeds, and very hard, such granular gunpowders.
It can also make the gunpowder burn more fully, and the power of the explosion makes Gao Zhang look forward to it more and more.
He found an open space outside the villa with no human habitation. Gao Zhang had someone dig a straight pit and dump all the bags of gunpowder into it.
Then he pulled out a piece of priming powder, pressed the gunpowder on a stone slab weighing about two hundred kilograms, raised his legs and ignited it.
At this moment, whether Yang knew whether Zhao was in charge or not, the twenty imperial city officials all looked at Gao Zhang and then strode away towards the distance after lighting the fire.
"Unexpectedly, the No. 1 Scholar, who has always behaved calmly and calmly, could run so fast one day..."
Yang Douzhi and others watched Gao Zhang running from that side with expressions of sincerity on their faces, then he walked around him and others and ran towards the rear.
"???"
Then I heard the Zhuang Yuan Gong, who had already run away, shouted again. "What are you doing standing there in a daze? It's hard to run away quickly."
Both Yang and Zhao Abban had no idea whether they had ever seen with their own eyes the legs and abilities of the No. 1 Scholar.
Dangdong turned around and ran away without hesitation, while the Imperial City Surgeon behind him followed suit even though he hesitated a little.
After running twenty or thirty steps in a hurry, I heard a deafening huge roar in my ears, which scared those who were running so much that they fell to the ground, and those who were swimming could just roll away.
Fall to the ground.
Gao Zhang, who was standing in the distance, raised his head and looked at the rising mushroom cloud. He couldn't help but reveal an expression of joy that he couldn't hide. He was really worthy of being named the Great Ivan.
By the time a group of people, who were shaking their heads and picking their ears with their legs and fingers from time to time, returned to the explosive spot.
Seeing the thick bluestone that had been blown aside by the explosion, there was a deep conical pit that was about one to two feet tall.
