Since Yinzuo had said he would go and urge Dai Zi, he naturally would not forget about it. Although the weather outside was so hot that Yinzuo did not want to go out, what could he call a problem? If he did not go to the mountain, then why not let the mountain come to him? So Yinzuo only gave an order, and Dai Zi was quickly brought to him by Akshan.
"Your servant Dai Zi greets His Majesty the Prince."
Upon hearing this, Yinzuo raised his hand to signal Dai Zi to stand up, then pointed to the seat next to him and asked him to come and sit. After he sat down, he asked him to take out the things he had prepared long ago.
"Master Dai, first take a look at the musket in the picture. It's capable of continuous firing. Could you possibly build one? Also, I think our current artillery is somewhat lacking in both range and power. Could you see if there are any improvements? For example, could the gun and shells be made lighter, the firing range longer, and the accuracy of hitting the target higher..."
Yinzuo knew nothing about weapons. What he drew on paper was just a scribbled sketch of a mechanical wooden warehouse based on his memory. As for the principles behind it, he had no idea. But there is a saying that goes, "I am only responsible for proposing ideas, not for the implementation process." This saying is definitely true for Yinzuo now.
Dai Zi was obviously very interested in the musket that Yinzuo had drawn on paper that could fire continuously. Even though he knew that this might be another of the prince's whimsical ideas, he still wanted to give it a try. As for the improved artillery that Yinzuo mentioned, it didn't seem to be a difficult task to him.
In the following chat, Yinzuo mentioned to Dai Zi the weapons he thought might be produced now, among which he emphasized mortars and grenades. Of course, this was not because Yinzuo felt that he could definitely produce these two things at this time, but because Yinzuo happened to see the production and launching principles of these two things when watching videos in his previous life. Since he remembered them, it was just a matter of mentioning them. Isn't there a saying that you still have to have dreams, what if they come true?
"Master Dai, please go ahead and do your work. If you need anything, go find Old Ten. If he can't solve it, send someone to tell me. As long as you can make something that satisfies me, whether it's money, people, or things, I will definitely support you."
As I said, inventing and creating something is always expensive. Yinzuo had always been clear-headed about this. After all, it wasn't his money being spent. Using his father's money to find something for his father to do—doesn't that make sense? What are you saying? The emperor is short of money too? Of course he is. We've long been told there's plenty of gold and silver on the other side of the mountains and the sea. If you need money, go get it yourself. You say someone's trying to stop you? Of course they're stopping you. That way, these expensively improved wooden warehouses and cannons will have a place to go. Anyone who disagrees, let them speak out...
In the next few days, Yinzuo was pestered by the old man Dai Zi. Of course, it was no wonder that Dai Zi was like this. The things Yinzuo had told him before were too magical. It was no exaggeration to say that it opened the door to a new world for Dai Zi. But the same thing went, Yinzuo knew nothing about firearms making. The most he could do was to tell Dai Zi what he knew in his mind. As for how Dai Zi would implement it, that was none of his business. So after being pestered by Dai Zi for several days in a row, Yinzuo finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Tenth Brother, I don't care what method you use, you must trap Dai Zi in the Ministry of Industry tomorrow. Do you know how miserable I, your sixth brother, have been these past few days? Dealing with this old man's endless stream of questions has killed countless brain cells in me. If this continues, I'll age prematurely..."
It must be said that although the Qing Dynasty's rat-tail hairstyle is ugly, it is not completely without benefits. If it were in his previous life, Yinzuo would probably start to worry about the problem of hair loss, but now he has no such worries at all. Yinzuo raised his hand and touched the pitiful hair on the back of his head, then sighed helplessly. With the amount of hair he has now, what does it matter whether he loses it or not...
I don't know what Yinzuo said to Dai Zi when he got back, but from that day on, Yinzuo's life finally returned to its previous peace. As the weather got hotter, Yinzuo became more and more lazy to go out. Every day he either stayed in Shufengxuan, stayed in the pavilion by the lake, or went to his father's Qingxi Book House for a walk. This lazy state continued until September when the weather started to get cooler.
"Sixth brother, you've really been getting lazier lately. Putting everything else aside, let's just say I've asked people to invite you a few times, and every time you've always had one excuse or another to push it back. Now that I'm personally inviting you this time, you can't just not give me that face, right?"
Give it to me, of course I should give it to you, just because you have such an eloquent mouth. I have to teach you a lesson. Yinzuo glanced at Yinlu who was still nagging, stood up and walked towards him. When he got in front of Yinlu, he tapped Yinlu's shiny forehead with his fingers.
"Old Nine, I don't know if you've ever heard this saying: 'Diseases come from the mouth, disasters come from the mouth.' Today, Sixth Brother will focus on teaching you the last four words. What do you mean by 'I'm getting lazy'? You've asked people to invite me a few times, but look at you, have you ever done anything serious? Today we're going out to the garden, tomorrow we're going out to see an opera, or else we're going out to ride horses or climb mountains in the hot summer. I must be crazy to think of going out with you in the hot summer. Dexi, go get our mercury mirror and put it in front of your Ninth Master so he can take a good look at how dark he is now. It's only daylight now. If it were night, I'd have to turn off the lights to see him because I'm afraid of the dark. Yin'er, you know about coal, right? If I put you in a pile of coal, Sixth Brother would probably have to pick up a stick and poke you one by one."
Yinzhen knew about coal, and he also understood that his sixth brother was saying this to insult him for being black, but what he couldn't understand was why, after putting him and coal together, his sixth brother had to poke him one by one with a stick if he wanted to find him. Yinzhen was never a person who could hold back his words, so since he didn't understand, he might as well ask. After all, the person who could answer his questions was right in front of him, right?
When Yinzuo heard Yin'er's question, he burst into laughter and it took him a while to recover. He looked up and saw Yin'er looking at him with a puzzled expression. He picked up a decorative feather duster from a porcelain vase beside him and poked Yin'er a few times.
"That's easy. Of course, it's hard to find you in the coal pile now. Sixth Brother will use a stick to poke you one by one. The one that screams is you, and the one that doesn't scream is naturally the coal..."
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