Fang Yiren coughed twice, cleared his throat and replied: "We have raised this issue with the white leader, but for the time being, due to the shortage of rebel craftsmen, materials and techniques are not complete enough, everyone thinks that it is not possible to make firecrackers and guns in a short time.
cannon."
When Fang Yiren said this, he paused for a while. He lowered his eyebrows and observed Li Laiheng's face. Seeing that Li Laiheng did not show any displeasure, he continued to explain: "The production of firearms is still relatively difficult. Fortunately, the combination of gunpowder and projectiles
Manufacturing is much simpler. To make a cannon, you only need one tael of saltpeter, one qian for sulfur fire, and one qian and seven cents for charcoal. For a fire gun, you only need 1 tael of saltpeter, one qian for sulfur fire, and seven qian for charcoal.
Banmao, Banmao costs two cents for one penny."
"Okay, there is no need for us to rush. The current conditions in the village are indeed not conducive to large-scale manufacturing of firearms." Li Laiheng nodded. He listened to Fang Yiren's explanation in great detail and felt that this person did not have too many secrets to hide from him.
The impression was somewhat better. I was still thinking that in the next few days, I might ask Uncle Qing to improve Fang Yiren's living conditions.
"Bottle ash and charcoal are easy to prepare in the cottage, but saltpeter and sulfur are much more difficult. We can't always rely on attacking other cottages to seize them. We still need to obtain a stable source channel."
Li Laiheng actually had some ideas in his mind: During this period of time, the intruder army joined forces to win over some mountain villages to protect themselves, destroyed many strong villages, and seized many gold, silver, pearls, shells and other soft objects. These things are very important to
The Chuang army did not have much effect. Among the Chuang troops, horses were given as the upper reward, bows and arrows and other weapons were the middle reward, and gold and silver treasures were only the lower reward. He thought that perhaps he should use the channels of some merchants to get these treasures "
"Sell the stolen goods" out and exchange for some scarce supplies that the Chuang army urgently needs.
The only trouble is that almost all of the Chuang army are from Shaanxi. They are not very familiar with the terrain of Henan and lack business channels. Li Laiheng does not have the talents available in this field, so this plan can only be shelved for the time being. But
Naturally, he would not tell outsiders like Fang Yiren these specific considerations.
"Then let's do this for now. You've done a good job. The Little Tigers always have clear rewards and punishments. Please handle the gunpowder matter well. I will ask Uncle Qing to prepare more meals for you every day."
Fang Yiren gave a wry smile and begged: "Chief Li, the food doesn't matter. It's just that I haven't read or written for a long time since I arrived in the village. This time I will write a petition for Leader Hao."
, and I have used up all the pen, ink and paper I have. If it is convenient, please ask Chief Li to give me some books, paper and ink."
Li Laiheng couldn't help but look at Fang Yiren's request with admiration. It seemed that this man was not exactly a gangster like a dog-headed military advisor. He was trapped in a village and did not want to study, but he did have some integrity.
Li Laiheng thought for a while and replied: "That's no problem. When the Little Tigers broke into some cottages, they also seized books. Although they are not the poetry books that you scholars like to read, but some commentaries and novels, I can still give you the paper first.
Just use it. It’s just that I have another request.”
"Request?" Fang Yiren probably didn't expect that Li Laiheng would suddenly make a new request. After being stunned for a while, he handed over his hand and asked, "Then please ask Leader Li for advice."
"It's like this." Li Laiheng tore off the "Call for Cats" on the granary door panel, held it in his hand and said, "Most of the soldiers in the Little Tigers are illiterate. I see that your article is so well written. I want to be a teacher."
It shouldn’t be a problem, right? If you are willing, I will naturally give you an additional monthly salary so that you can have enough energy and time to teach the soldiers of the Little Tigers how to read.”
"Teaching soldiers how to read and write?"
Fang Yiren raised his eyebrows. He wanted to say that ordinary soldiers were illiterate and stupid, how could they learn to read and write? What's more, Fang Yiren felt that soldiers only need to know how to charge and fight, so what's the benefit of learning to read? The most important thing is that soldiers only need to know how to charge and fight.
Yes, he felt that it was a bit degrading to let the lower-class soldiers read and write.
Just looking at Li Laiheng's serious look, a man like Fang Yiren would naturally not express the curse in his belly. He rolled his eyes and replied with a smile on his face: "Okay, okay, when I was in my hometown in Tongcheng,
, I have also taught my children in a free private school. Please rest assured, Mr. Li, I will do my best to handle this matter."
After Li Laiheng arranged Fang Yiren's affairs, he went up the mountain with Zhang Pili. The Little Tigers built another small village at a dangerous location on the top of the mountain. The family members and women who broke into the old army camp, such as Mrs. Gao, Youci and others, went there.
They all live here.
The mountains around Funiu Mountain are particularly majestic. Li Laiheng and a few of his followers turned to the left and saw the camp of the old camp. The camp was located on a flat land on the top of the mountain, facing a deep valley, with the sound of water and pine waves.
The camp is backed by a cliff, and there is a peak reaching into the sky on the cliff. The terrain here is high, and you can clearly see Xiaohu Village halfway up the mountain. The terrain is dangerous and there are many flags.
Looking down from here, you can still see some camps a few miles away from Xiaohu Village, where Li Laiheng resettled the hungry people. Those camps have no walls, just simple tents dotted among the green hills, white clouds and green trees.
.
Since Li Laiheng joined the Chuang camp, there have been battles in Zhuxi County, Junlingchuan, Shanyang County, Yiling City... one battle after another. The soldiers are all tired. He, a newcomer, is even more exhausted and feels mentally exhausted.
Very numb. Since arriving in Henan, the scenery has finally changed. After he led the Little Tiger Team into the Funiu Mountains, these veterans who had spent their remaining years in battles were like foreigners from outside. They formed a crushing force against the powerful local bandits who lacked military experience.
A huge advantage over others.
Moreover, the hinterland of Henan was empty of officers and soldiers, and the opponents of the Chuang Army were just copycat villages fighting on their own. Li Laiheng only used a little bit of differentiation and win-win tactics to allow the Little Tigers to gain a firm foothold at the southern foot of Funiu Mountain, and was still relying on the soldiers.
The powerful combat power is expanding rapidly.
He saw that the scenery here was very good, and he felt particularly peaceful and peaceful. Li Laiheng looked up at the sun in the sky, and felt that it was still early at noon, so he left Zhang Pizhu and others to rest here for a while. He himself dismounted first and
He handed the reins to the soldiers and walked towards the mountain peak with his hands behind his back.
There is a dilapidated ancient temple in the valley. There is a broken stele in the haystack in front of the temple. The moss on the broken stele is moss-covered and the characters are eroded. The dynasty and year number are not clearly visible, and only the two characters "dragon and phoenix" can be barely discerned.
Li Laiheng speculated that this broken monument might be related to the Dragon and Phoenix Song Dynasty regime established by the Red Scarf Army in the late Yuan Dynasty. He sighed to Zhang Pili: "This broken monument is probably a feature of the late Yuan Dynasty. At that time, Liu Futong, the Taibao of the Red Scarf Army, traveled across Zhongzhou.
The Mongolian Yuan Dynasty was almost destroyed, but was defeated at the hands of Li Chahan. Fortunately, Chahan was assassinated by Tian Feng in Shandong, and the purple beam of the Mongolian court collapsed, finally allowing us Han people to regain control of hundreds of people who had perished since the late Tang Dynasty.
The world of Chixian has been growing for many years."
Zhang Pili didn't know Liu Futong, nor did he know Li Chahan, but he could probably hear the meaning of Li Laiheng's words, so he scratched his cheek and said: "If we don't learn from that Liu Futong, we will never lose to the officers and soldiers."
Right. Besides, there aren’t any weirdos in the army who want to fuck men, right?”
"The assassination of Chahan was a great misfortune for the Meng Yuan Dynasty and a great fortune for us Han people. But we must not expect that the Chuang Army will encounter such a great thing. On the contrary, we must always be prepared to deal with something that may come unexpectedly.
Big misfortune." Li Laiheng thought of the accidental deaths of Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong in later history from the assassination of Chahan Timur, and the untimely death of Zheng Chenggong, and he couldn't help but sigh twice. But he immediately cheered up and said with a smile: "
Hahaha, let’s not talk about this, let’s go into the temple and have a look.”
The two statues of the Heavenly King on the left and right inside the temple gate were heavily damaged: the color was old and dark, and there were a few rain leaks on the head and body. The temple was deserted, and many houses on both sides had been destroyed. On the branches of an ancient bald cypress
There was an old stork nest built. Last month, a big snake ate the young crows. The old stork flew elsewhere. Now the nest is empty. Sometimes one or two feathers fall from the nest. The main hall is full of dust, spider webs, bird droppings and rags.
The roof of the temple was covered with tiles, and the sky was exposed in several places. The statues were also seriously damaged. Some plaques were thrown on the ground, and the wooden boards were cracked.
Li Laiheng looked outside the main hall door, but did not go in. He followed the eaves to the back of the hall. From the back of the main hall, he climbed more than 20 steps and found a Guanyin Hall, which had collapsed. There was a stone cave next to it, which was deep and winding.
It was very dark; water was dripping from the top of the cave, and tinkling sounds sounded like the sound of a piano at the bottom of the cave. Li Laiheng expected that there was a spring in the cave, but he couldn't see it. He lifted a stone and threw it in. Unexpectedly, a dozen big bats sprang up with a grunt and flew to the entrance of the cave.
Another twist in.
Everyone was startled at first, then burst into laughter and left the cave entrance.
Li Laiheng sighed: "The world is in chaos, the people are restless, and the gods are restless. The scenery of this temple is very good, and the place is very quiet. Unfortunately, due to the war and natural disaster, the people had no time to take care of themselves, and no one repaired it. It was allowed to collapse, and not even a monk was seen!"
He bowed slightly in front of the empty desk, clasped his hands, and prayed to the empty shrine without any statues of gods or Buddhas. He said: "I don't believe in gods, so I won't worship gods. But I believe that when I come to this world, I will definitely
There is some kind of arrangement in the dark. Perhaps I am shouldering a great mission and responsibility. I want to seek the greatest well-being and dignity for all people in the world. If the destiny of the people is the destiny of the people, I would like to believe that the destiny of the people is the destiny of the people.
I."
Zhang Pizhu didn't quite understand Li Laiheng's ambition, but his guard team seemed to be worshiping gods and making wishes, so he imitated Li Laiheng's example, clasped his hands in front of the empty shrine, and prayed: "May God bless us in the army."
And our team, Xiao Li... If God still has some free time, he'd better bless me, Zhang Pifu. I just want to be able to cultivate a few acres of land safely in the future, without being oppressed by high officials and lords, and with very light taxes.
, no need to fight, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, it would be best if you can still eat six cents full every day."
After Li Laiheng heard Zhang Pizhu's simple and unsophisticated wish, his heart moved. He thought that the life ideals that billions of people in the world wanted were so humble. But Emperor Chongzhen could not even satisfy such humble ideals.
Instead, they threw the world to the Manchus. Could it be that the greatest responsibility for China's fall lies with such humble ants, rather than the Holy Emperor?
He shook his cloak, put the red tasseled felt hat in the style of a Fanyang hat between his ribs, turned around and walked out with a stride. The gentle and bright sunshine shone in from the leaky cracks in the ancient temple, and there was a ray of light.
Focusing on Li Laiheng, Zhang Pili looked back and suddenly felt that the management team walking in the light was like a god.