"This is called a musket. Due to limited resources, this is the only one we could make. A real musket is faster than any hidden weapon. Even the most skilled fighters cannot dodge it if they are not prepared. The maximum range is hundreds or thousands of meters." Chu Jinjin handed it to Jie Du. "You know the method now. I've taught you. Ask me if you don't understand anything."
Let others handle the more difficult tasks; she has done her best.
The iron pipe was still scalding hot.
Jie Du winced as the burn scalded him, but he couldn't bear to let go. He held on tightly, as if he were grasping a distant dream!
Although he had only seen a rough outline, he understood all too well what it meant.
The firearms may not be as damaging as the hidden weapons of a top master, such as him or Chu Jinjin, but how many such masters are there in the world?
The significance of muskets lies in their ability to transform ordinary people with no martial arts skills into experts.
In particular, the aiming method only requires aligning the iron pipe opening.
Imagine what it would be like if every soldier had a musket.
Jie Du said in a hoarse voice, "Jin Jin, thank you."
"No need to thank me. If anyone should be thanking someone, it's me for taking me and my family in." Chu Jinjin rubbed her lower back; she'd been exhausted these past few days, using both her physical and mental energy. "By the way, how are they adjusting?"
I haven't left the house for more than ten days, and I don't know how my family is doing.
You know, back then there were a bunch of servants and maids, and everyone was there to serve you. It's okay for a short time here, but you can't keep having people help you all the time. Anyway, you can't be a rich lady or a young master anymore.
That would be too out of place, and people would talk about it after a while.
Qingxiao is the most qualified to answer this question. She has lived in the capital for many years and received dignitaries every day, so she knows the intricacies involved.
“The aunties refused to be served at first, and they were a little unaccustomed to it, but they’ve gotten used to it in the last few days.” Qingxiao suddenly chuckled as she thought of something. “Especially Aunt Liu, we never see her every day.”
No one expected that Liu would adapt the fastest.
She was naturally outgoing, had a girlish personality, didn't care about formalities, and had a strong sense of empathy. The next day, she made many friends.
The women in the mountain village rarely came from good families; most were peasant women. When they heard that she was Chu Jinjin's birth mother, they treated her with utmost respect. Later, when they learned that she was actually a first-rank imperial consort, they practically worshipped her like a Buddha.
Even if bandits wanted to rebel, the influence of imperial power was deeply entrenched. Good heavens, there was a living imperial consort by his side.
Of course, they didn't know that Lady Liu was all show and no substance, possessing only the outward appearance of a first-rank imperial consort but lacking any real inner qualities.
And so, each of them found something about the other that they liked.
When has Lady Liu ever received such treatment? She has been a concubine for decades. Although Chu Zujian doted on her, a concubine is still a concubine. She has to bow to the principal wife and can't be considered a true mistress.
She told the village women about the world of noblewomen and the gossip she had heard. She was very eloquent, and her stories were almost as captivating as those of a storyteller. Every night, the small courtyard where she lived was bustling with activity.
The village women were very simple and honest. They never came empty-handed, bringing several bunches of wildflowers in full bloom, wild fruits, and homemade snacks.
Liu told the village women in a serious tone: That's how it is with noblewomen in the capital. They hold banquets of various kinds every now and then.
Such sophisticated terms made a bunch of country bumpkins feel all high-class; it was a banquet.
Liu quickly became the key figure, spending her days either out partying or on her way to party.
At this moment, Liu is in a place no one would expect—prison!
With tens of thousands of people in the mountain stronghold, it's natural that some people would make mistakes. Jie Du personally wrote down various laws, detailed and direct, covering everything from violating military orders to family matters.
The guard on duty heard the laughter and chatter of countless women outside. Surprised, he came out to check the situation and immediately spotted Liu Shi, who was surrounded by people in the center.
Jinjin's birth mother!
Everyone in the stronghold knew of Chu Jinjin's contributions to the stronghold and her upcoming marriage to the Northern Desert. They respected her greatly. They couldn't do much, so they could only make up for it in other ways—by treating her family well.
The person on duty greeted her respectfully: "Madam Liu, what brings you here?"
My wife has been going on and on about Lady Liu every night lately, talking about how knowledgeable she is, how she's met the Imperial Concubine and the Emperor, how she's beautiful and intelligent, and how she can arrange flowers. I'm so tired of hearing it.
They also knew that this Madam Liu often traveled around.
But this is a prison, there's nothing to do here.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a familiar figure emerged from the crowd—his wife.
The guard's wife waved her hand impatiently: "Madam Liu wants to see the prison where her master used to live. You know which one, right?"
Guard: "...I know."
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and lead the way! You really have no sense at all." After her barrage of words, the wife turned around and her voice softened as it had been when they were first married. "Madam Liu, as you said, my husband is a blockhead. He doesn't understand any romance at all. Sigh, unlike your husband."
guard:"?"
He used to be a farmer, now he's a bandit. Does he need to know about romance?
Chu Zujian's cell was located at the very back and was also the largest. It was currently empty. As for the interior, it was probably left as it was, with straw on the floor and mottled walls.
"Madam Liu, when Master Chu was imprisoned here, he didn't suffer any hardship. Our chieftain treated him well with good food and drink, really, and never used torture." Now that they were family, the guard was worried that Madam Liu might be petty and cause trouble, so he carefully explained while secretly observing her. He found that Madam Liu didn't seem angry at all.
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