Chapter 62 Zhao Ling dreams of Zhuge Liannu
"Hmph, you started researching when your second brother went to the battlefield a few years ago?" Wu Anhou was very angry. His second son held a higher position in his daughter's heart than himself. And at that time, his daughter was still pregnant! If he said so, it was Zhao Anwei who was not worthy.
Zhao Lingmeng knew from Wu'an Hou's tone that her father was jealous, and she immediately added with a fierce desire, "It's not that my second brother isn't as brave or as smart as you, father. I'm worried that if he were left on the battlefield, you and mother would be so sad! Of course, I'm sad too. Before the results were even announced, my second brother had already gone to the military camp with someone else."
"You mean you've almost figured it out?" This really surprised Wu Anhou. No matter what the effect was, being able to figure it out was a big step forward!
What could Zhao Lingmeng say? She could only boast to give Wu'an Hou some confidence. She would research more and speed up the process. She wasn't planning on making any kind of armor; she wanted to create soft armor. In her previous life, when she was bored, she had also researched "chainmail," and it was that principle she was currently trying to exploit. But she also had to deal with the impact of swords and spears. It was impossible to avoid being hurt at all.
"The issue of buffering force hasn't been solved yet. When a sword hits the body, there's a certain force, and that force can also cause injury."
After Zhao Lingmeng's explanation, Wu'an Hou understood. He felt that this problem was quite difficult to solve. "I think you can study this slowly, but it's a bit unrealistic to rely on it to become the emperor's personal confidant."
Zhao Lingmeng looked at Wu'an Hou in confusion, her eyes full of doubt, as if asking why such a powerful thing didn't work?
Seeing his daughter's adorable appearance, Wu Anhou couldn't help himself and reached out to rub her head. He only let go when Zhao Lingmeng was about to lose her temper.
"Dad, you messed up my hair. Have you ever heard the saying, 'The head can be cut off, the blood can flow, but the hair cannot be messed up.'" Zhao Lingmeng shouted angrily as if his gentlemanly disguise had been torn off.
"It's not a mess, it's not a mess, I'm being careful!" Wu Anhou immediately comforted his daughter, but he couldn't let her complain to the lady later. Otherwise, the lady would scold him again.
Zhao Lingmeng felt it again and breathed a sigh of relief when she found it was indeed not messy. Otherwise, if she walked out of her father's study with messy hair, those feudal old antiques would start nagging her again.
Seeing that his daughter was no longer holding him accountable, Marquis Wu'an immediately returned to the previous topic, "The main problem is that you're taking too long. It might take months or even a year, and if things don't go smoothly, it might take even longer. By then, the emperor will have almost forgotten who you are, and your contribution will be discounted."
Moreover, from your description, I know that this thing must be expensive to make. It cannot be widely used, so only the emperor can use it, and its role is very limited. As long as the emperor does not leave the palace, the safety of the palace is guaranteed. Therefore, the role of this thing must be transferred to the lower levels.
So this is far from enough as a stepping stone. "After saying this, Wu Anhou tapped his fingers on the table, wondering if he had anything good to give his daughter as a stepping stone. After thinking for a long time, he really didn't have any such thing.
"Father, what do you think is qualified to make the emperor regard me as one of his own?" Zhao Lingmeng didn't expect that soft armor would not work. As expected, she still had to ask the opinion of an old fox like her father. She couldn't just take things for granted.
"Let me think about it! Let me think about it!" Wu Anhou stroked his beard, his face solemn. Such great achievements are not easy to come by. If it were possible, there wouldn't be so many old foxes in the court, trying all kinds of ways to gain merit.
"Weapons with high damage! Ideally, ones that can attack cities. The Emperor has been fed up with the wrath of neighboring nations for years, with constant friction on the borders. Most of the annual tax revenue goes into these weapons. If we could find a good weapon that could give the Emperor some vent, it would be a great achievement."
Moreover, those of us who fight believe that the best defense is offense. Only by scaring these people off can the border be stabilized. Only then can we have time to let the people recuperate. Otherwise, if we waste time like this, the court will eventually collapse. But this is also very difficult, how can it be so easy to find it! "
Wu Anhou said this just to express his feelings to his daughter. After all, he couldn't show such helplessness in front of his son. He also wanted to save face, hoping that he would be the head of the family in his son's eyes, so that he would have less concerns in front of his daughter. After all, they already knew each other's true colors.
After hearing her father's words, Zhao Lingmeng realized that it was too late for her to invent offensive weapons now, as they still needed to be verified by actual evidence. However, she could still use what others had invented. She wasn't planning to develop something like gunpowder unless it was absolutely necessary. The era of cold weapons did have its advantages, but once gunpowder was invented, it would be difficult to control.
"I do know one, but it's too late to draw it now. I'll go back and draw it and send someone to deliver it to you." The invention of others that Zhao Ling dreamed of was the Zhuge Crossbow invented by Zhuge Liang during the Three Kingdoms period in her previous life. Her brother's toys in her previous life had a simulation of this, and she even took it apart to look at it when she was bored.
So she definitely remembered the structure. She had learned about it from Marquis Wu'an's words, but it wasn't in the world of this book yet.
The Zhuge Crossbow can fire ten arrows at a time, and its lethality is very strong. It is a bit difficult to transport, but it is more than enough for defending the city. I can improve it later, and these problems are not unsolvable.
"You have a plan?" Marquis Wu'an looked at his daughter in shock. He didn't dare hold out much hope, considering she was still young and had never been to a battlefield. But as long as there was an idea, there was hope. And military commanders had an obsession with such things that others couldn't understand.
"Just paint here! You'll live in the mansion later, and Sun Tu won't dare to have any ideas." Marquis Wu'an was very domineering about this.
"Father, have you forgotten? You still have a grandson who is alone in the princess's mansion. He is only more than three months old." Zhao Lingmeng looked at Wu'an Hou's impatient state and was a little speechless about his father's unreliability.
When Marquis Wu'an heard his daughter's reminder, he touched his beard and felt a little embarrassed. He had really forgotten about that kid Sun Qiyang.
"My dear daughter, please tell me about its general structure first!" Marquis Wu'an felt as if a cat's claws were scratching his heart, and he asked out of curiosity.
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