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Three hundred and seventieth chapters give up(1/2)

 There is a reason why I am so moved.

Even if Wu Meiniang doesn’t think about herself, she still has to think about her future children.

As long as the Yang family is in her hands, she will be recognized by the others in the Yang family and her children will be treated directly.

Even if Princess Gaoyang enters the mansion in the future, even if Princess Gaoyang's children are the first choice heirs of the Yang Mansion.

But Wu Meiniang didn't want her children to rely on others' breath.

If sex entertains people, sex fades and loves to pass away.

Although Yang Fan is not a kind person, Yang Fan's actions now make Wu Meiniang know that she is not a concubine who uses sex to entertain others.

She is a smart person, and knowing that Yang Fan’s affirmation is her confidence and her eternal support.

However, Yang Laifu, who was standing beside him, was stunned and could only walk forward a few steps, turn his back and stand up.

When the old legs were standing trembling, Wu Meiniang slowly recovered. Her little face was blushing, and her pointed chin almost reached a high point.

Fortunately, Yang Laifu is an old man from the Yang family. If he were his father, he would not gossip around. Otherwise, Wu Meiniang would really want to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

Looking at Yang Fan who was licking her lips, Wu Meiniang kept complaining that Yang Fan bullying her, which made Yang Fan very depressed.

Woman! It's always so unreasonable.

At this time, Yang Laifu's voice came: "Young master, you have asked the craftsmen to assemble some finished products. Should you try it?"

Yang Fan turned to look at Wu Meiniang and smiled and said, "Does Meiniang want to go and have a look?"

Although I have heard of the power of a pistol, Wu Meiniang has never seen it personally.

The last time he was attacked, the guards resolved the battle in a few seconds.

Now that he had the opportunity to see him, Wu Meiniang was suddenly excited.

Although this woman usually looks delicate, she is a restless person in her heart.

Of course she wanted to see how powerful the weapon that her husband valued so much is.

A group of people came to the shooting range and asked twenty "Phantoms" to randomly select a musket, each of whom tested five rounds in a row.

After they lined up one by one, Yang Fan smiled slightly and said to Wu Meiniang next to him: "Mei Niang, give the order!"

"Husband is asking me..." Wu Meiniang was stunned and even her breathing was a little rapid.

But he is worthy of being a queen. Facing Yang Fan's encouraging eyes, Wu Meiniang bit the corner of her lips lightly, gathered up her pink fist, and shouted: "Recharge, shoot!"

The firing and ignition devices of these guns use flints, and there is no need for any other tedious steps.

And these Phantom Guards are already familiar with the use of guns.

Although the Fire Flintrel is more than the revolver redeemed from the system, its functions are similar.

After skillfully filling the ammunition, these guards fired randomly, and the sound of thunder-like guns echoed in the sky of Junyangfang for a long time.

Because of the close distance, the deafening gunshots made Wu Meiniang's head buzz, and her almond eyes were filled with incredible results.

Although there was no effect, the gunshot was shocking enough.

After the shooting, Yang Laifu, who was guarding not far from the target, shouted excitedly: "Young Master, Madam Wu, come and see, the power of the musket is simply amazing, we have succeeded."

Before Yang Fan could move, Wu Meiniang suddenly stood up excitedly, with a pretty face full of surprise.

As soon as he started, he remembered Yang Fan, raised his head and collided with Yang Fan's teasing eyes.

Wu Meiniang knew that she was acting too anxious and was embarrassed. She said a little, "Husband... Let's go and have a look?"

Yang Fan laughed: "Mei Niang, pay attention to the image of a lady."

Wu Meiniang said shyly: "What a lady or not? Your husband is so soon to dislike him?"

As he said that, his little hand pinched Yang Fan and pulled Yang Fan towards the target.

When the two of them came to the pig's head target, they saw that the pig's head was covered with ferocious wounds as big as a thumb.

Looking at the gunshot wounds that penetrated the bones, Wu Meiniang took a breath. This musket was simply a weapon for killing people.

If all guards are equipped with this kind of weapon, wouldn’t they be invincible?

Seeing Wu Meiniang's face flushed with excitement, Yang Fan smiled and joked, "Mei Niang, what about it? It's just a musket."

Wu Meiniang slowly came to her senses and gave her husband a fierce look.

How can it not be?

Although he has never been on the battlefield, Wu Meiniang definitely believes that this is a weapon that can change the situation of the war.

But at this time, Wu Meiniang's heart was as sweet as honey, and she smirked with her little mouth.

What's wrong with not being a good wife?

With such a powerful weapon in charge, even the emperor would not dare to be inferior to her in the future.

Thinking of this, Wu Meiniang was so moved that she believed in Yang Fan more than herself, and her lovely eyes were foggy.

Yang Fan looked at the craftsman next to him slightly, and then he looked at the craftsman next to him. The smile on his face gradually faded away, and he said seriously:

"Mustgun is the foundation of my Yang Fan, the guarantee of Junyangfang's safety, and the top-secret craft that needs to be passed down from generation to generation."

"Therefore, all manufacturing processes must be strictly kept secret. If someone leaks them, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Of course, I will not restrict everyone's actions, but you remember that even your family, even your Majesty the Emperor, you cannot disclose your work."

"Someone will create another hidden identity for you to walk around the world, for your safety."

"And you will always serve Junyangfang Fireworks Workshop. With this craft, you will get several times more rewards than others."

"What you have to give is absolute loyalty."

Hearing this, the craftsman looked at me, and I looked at you, without any surprise.

No one is a fool. This skill that can create such a terrifying weapon will surely make all forces jealous, and there will be countless threats and temptations.

Not to mention that everyone is loyal to Yang Fan, they will never do anything to be sorry to the Yang family.

Even if you are really targeted and caught by others, you can only repay Yang Fan with death.

What's more, craftsmen also know that the most important thing about this kind of firearm is the heat resistance of steel pipes and the ratio of gunpowder.

Without the steel and gunpowder made by Junyangfang, it would be impossible to make a musket.

Besides, even if it is really a betrayal, can Yang Fan let them go?

With the temperament of this marquis, even if you run to the ends of the world, he will definitely be able to pull you out and chop off your head.

This marquis's magical methods are nothing more than just a talk.

The most important thing is that everyone enjoys this job very much. As long as they try their best and do experiments, they can get generous rewards. Where can I find such a job?

So, the craftsmen present expressed their opinions: "We are lowly craftsmen, thanks to the Marquis's favor, and we are given such preferential treatment. From now on, we will be servants of the Yang family."

"Although we have no knowledge, we also know how to repay gratitude. Besides, these skills were taught to us by the Marquis, so we will definitely not ruin our jobs."

"We also want to ask the Marquis to be kind enough to allow some talented descendants to take over our class. We will be loyal to the Yang Mansion for generations."

Yang Fan nodded: "Okay, from now on, Wu Meiniang will be responsible for the firearm workshop in Hayangfang. Except for the orders of me and her, no one is allowed to interfere at will."

All the craftsmen all declared.

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he remained silent and turned to look at Wu Meiniang.

Wu Meiniang was so adept at it, she immediately understood and said with a slight smile: "Everyone should not be too worried. Be careful of sailing a ten thousand-year-old ship. Just now my husband was just in case."

"From now on, I will get you a job that can go to and from Junyangfang as my husband arranged."

"However, without approval, you cannot disclose it to anyone. Moreover, everyone should supervise each other to prevent the skills from being revealed. Of course, the Yang family will not treat everyone unfairly."

"Now that Junyangfang Enlightenment School has been completed, we will give priority to recruiting your children."

"Of course, if you want to inherit your father's craftsmanship and want to work in a firearm workshop, you can also apply,"

The craftsmen were immediately delighted: "Don't worry, Mrs. Wu, we can understand that if anyone dares to do something that is sorry to Yang's house, we will catch him and beat him to death without you doing anything."

Such craftsmanship must be strictly prevented. It is really a kind-hearted person to do this in the Yang Mansion.

If it were another family, I would never have thought of stepping out of the workshop in my whole life.

...

After leaving the firearm workshop and returning to Yangfuzheng Hall, Yang Fan immediately leaned on the couch with his two eyelids fighting.

This firearm workshop was his last line of defense to protect his life in this feudal society.

Yang Fan is not a professional when it comes to making pistols.

The industrial foundation of the Tang Dynasty was weak, and these craftsmen did not come into contact with overheating weapons. All the techniques were just theoretical and drawings, which made a group of ancient people fumble to make heat weapons. In fact, Yang Fan was unsure.

Even when facing the tens of thousands of Tubo army, Yang Fan did not feel so exhausted.

Because he is too afraid of failure.

If even the original firearm cannot be manufactured, it means that the policies you want to implement are not suitable for this soil at all.

Fortunately, the results were good.
To be continued...
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