Being a prisoner is a place that Zhao Xi has wanted to come to for a long time. Unfortunately, he has been unable to leave the palace because of his young age. Unexpectedly, this time he will live his life twice.
"Wu Jing Zong Yao" was compiled by Zeng Gongliang, the school manager of Jixian Pavilion, in the past few years. Every time a new volume was added, Zhao Xi could see it in the books of Ciming Palace. Therefore, he had also seen gunpowder.
Got the recipe.
This is not the future. In the future, chemicals can be found everywhere. Zhao Xi can tinker with quite powerful explosives at will. But at this time, the lack of materials limits a lot of what he wants to do. Of course, age is also a limitation.
Now, when it comes to serving as a prisoner... Zhao Xi still has to hold back. Age is still a restriction.
At this time, if he said that he was going to the gunpowder workshop where the superintendent was, the entire honor guard would turn to the inner garden without hesitation. Even old Chen Lin, who had always been accommodating to him, would not agree.
That thing was also quite dangerous for the craftsmen at this time.
"Your Majesty, what is the purpose of being a prisoner?"
It was coming, but Chen Lin still had to ask clearly.
"That...where is the workshop that makes small ironware?"
"Old slave, come over right now."
Chen Lin was relieved. He was really afraid that the prince would have other requests that would cause trouble.
It was said that it would be over soon, but it took a long time, and it didn't even feel shorter than the time it took them to come back from outside the city.
Only then did Zhao Xi know that this blockbuster was actually all produced by generals.
The prison is divided into five cases, twenty-seven workshops, and ten warehouses. This is almost a large state-owned factory. It just covers too much. When it comes to each workshop, there are only two or three courtyards.
Ironware can be regarded as a relatively large workshop. Whether it is swords, guns, swords, halberds, or armor, they are all produced in ironware workshops.
Zhao Xi could already feel the heat wave before entering the workshop.
Zhao Xi endured the scorching heat and was sweating drop by drop... This was really not a show. He had to draw the pattern of the horseshoe, and he also wanted to see a sample made to teach the group of pastors how to use it...
But what he thought should be done moved the master craftsmen in the workshop.
To be honest, the superior officials sometimes come to the workshop, and mostly they just walk around the workshop and warehouse. But the prince, who is of such a noble body, actually stays in this hot and stuffy workshop like them.
"Master craftsman, if possible, try to prepare some water for the craftsmen..."
Zhao Xi's whole body was already wet for a while. Those who have been working here for a long time...looking at each and every one of them are lean, it is obvious that they have some signs of electrolyte imbalance.
"Your Majesty, we have it! We always have it."
Zhao Xi wasn't sure whether he didn't make it clear, or whether he really had the knowledge to supplement sugar and salt water in this era.
It was indeed prepared, and it was still warm water. Zhao Xi took a sip...it was just cold water.
"Master, what Xiao Wang wants is for you to add some icing sugar and green salt when boiling water. As for the proportion...it should suit the taste."
Zhao Xi really wanted to say five percent...it would probably be more confusing if he said it. The problem was that he couldn't figure out how to mix the five percent. He only remembered that he had mixed it based on the taste.
At this stall, the horseshoes are ready. It has to be said that the craftsmanship of the craftsmen at this time is really unparalleled.
Looking at this sample, I couldn't bear to hang it on a horse's hoof. It's close to a handicraft. In other words, the prince just wants a sample...
The horse herding supervisors are not fools. They are all experts in raising horses. The moment they saw the horseshoes, they already knew the use of this thing.
"Your Majesty, we will go to the Political Hall to hand over the papers right away... Do you need to leave some war horses for your Majesty's use?"
This... is really official style. When Zhao Xi heard this, he felt a little familiar.
Also, I am so enthusiastic about horses that I even endured the heat wave just for this horseshoe. I guess I am also a horse lover...
"I don't need it, so I'd better ask all the ministers in the political hall to decide how to distribute it."
Zhao Xi was really afraid that he would be asked to allocate war horses again, so he just blocked him away.
He is now thinking about getting the people from the Horse Guard to leave as soon as possible. He is much more interested in the general supervisor than the Horse Guard.
It's a pity that this grandson doesn't seem to be afraid of the heat and is still staying...
"Your Majesty has settled the horse hoof matter with Ru Mu Horse Supervisor. Is it possible that there are still unresolved matters?"
Old Chen Lin is used to waiting on people and understands people's hearts very well. She is not like that idiot Wang Zhongzheng, who just looks on stupidly.
"Your Majesty, please move to the living room."
The horse herder has left, and the general supervisor also knows that the boy prince is probably going to make some gadgets.
This is normal. The princes in the court often ask the eunuchs to do strange and weird things, just to amuse the children.
Even workshop craftsmen make gadgets in private.
Zhao Xi didn't want to make gadgets. He remembered that during the firearms class at the command school, the teacher casually mentioned the flintlock gun...
Because his hometown is in a mountainous area, he paid special attention to the structure of the flintlock gun.
I just don’t know if today’s craftsmen can make it...
"Master Craftsman, is there a coppersmith in the prison?"
Zhao Xi still knew that he would definitely not be able to produce steel pipes at this time. But casting copper seems to have been around since ancient times.
"Yes, the old man was also born as a coppersmith."
"Does the craftsman know how to deal with trachoma?"
When Zhao Xi asked this question, the master was stunned for a moment...
"Your Majesty, trachoma... I forgive the old man for being unable to do anything. The old man promises that no one in the world can deal with trachoma."
"Master, don't get me wrong. Xiao Wang knows that trachoma is unavoidable... but, forget it. Xiao Wang has a plan, master can try to do it."
Zhao Xi was already prepared and took out the drawing of a flintlock pistol that he had drawn crookedly from his cloth bag...
The master craftsman saw it and understood it, but... the royal family is the royal family, and the prince's toys are also so precious.
This is not a random gadget. It is not only a matter of materials, but also something that requires a lot of effort and effort from a master craftsman.
Although he didn't know what it was called, he could understand how difficult it was.
I couldn't say anything, so I just looked at the painting and twitched my mouth.
"Master craftsman, don't talk about this thing, and don't use public funds. Xiao Wang will send someone to spend it. I hope the master craftsman will take the trouble."
Zhao Xi really doesn't have the airs of a prince, and the same is true for officials, so it doesn't surprise everyone. As for not allowing outsiders to speak, it makes sense. After all, it is a child's toy. If there is such a disturbance, it will be a prisoner. If there is news, I am afraid that the Yushitai will come again
Something has been done.
It was over, it was already afternoon, and it was time for Zhao Xi to go back.
Zhao Xi looked at old Chen Lin... This old boy squinted his eyes and smiled. It seemed that he knew how to hide it and also knew how to look at this great craftsman.
The horse herding supervisor was very efficient. When Zhao Xi returned to the inner garden, even the queen had heard about horseshoes... Xi'er was like this. There was a problem that the cavalry of all ages had no solution for.
Tang's praise.
In fact, if Daxia had not blocked the trade routes in the Western Regions, this horseshoe thing should have spread to the Central Plains long ago.
It's just that Zhao Xi has never figured out why Daxia, which mainly focuses on war horses and is located in the northwest, also doesn't know about horseshoes.