Chapter 55 Internal Response

Yangzhou City, Wazi Lane, Mingyu Pavilion. A conversation that is likely to affect the survival of Yangzhou City is still continuing.

"What else is there for my grandma? I have been in the ancient Buddha of Qinglan in Bailian Temple for more than ten years. The only thought is that in Yangzhou City and Huai Land!"

The young scholar waved his hand and whispered to Cui Yue'er who was playing the piano: "Miss Cui, you retreat first and go outside and guard it."

The woman stood up from the brocade stool, lowered her head and stepped back. In the room, only two old and young were left. The young man shook the fan and said:

"Wen Zheng, I know that you have been idle for more than ten years and have no soldiers available. But now the 100,000 Mongolian troops have arrived outside Yangzhou City... Isn't anyone in Yangzhou City want to abandon the darkness and turn to the light? Are the warriors in Yangzhou City willing to be angry with the civil servants and the dog emperor?"

The old man surnamed Zheng just smiled bitterly, "We military men in the south will be angry with civil servants, and in the north... we will be angry with Tartars, isn't it the same?"

The young man showed a smiley expression when he heard this, "...How could it be the same? The Marquis of the North, who set up horses to control the army, dismounted horses to control the people, possessed thousands of men, and controlled the people, were like a king, how could he be compared with the military officials of the Southern Dynasty?"

The old man surnamed Zheng smiled faintly, "But the north is poor, how can the Southern Dynasties be rich and prosperous? Nowadays, who has no millions of houses? Not to mention Lin'an City, Sanlangjun must have seen the rich mansions in Yangzhou City, how about the houses of Shihou, the north?"

The young man shook his fan and sneered, "Now it is a chaotic world. Money should be used to build weapons and armor, and to recruit heroes to buy war horses. How can we use it to build a mansion and dig a pond? This is only done when we are peaceful and happy. At present, the Southern Dynasty is in danger. As a military minister, he does not know how to strong soldiers and only know how to enjoy himself. How can the country not perish in such a way?"

The old man surnamed Zheng sighed, "If the military officials are too strong, they will follow Yue Wumu and Yu Qiaoyin's footsteps. They will buy more property and buy more beautiful tricks to gain the credit of the official family... This Song Dynasty should also perish, but unfortunately, the territory of our Han family was completely in the hands of the barbarians."

"How could it be the hands of the Huguan? The princess of Huainan Province had a surname of Li (Li Yan also had a false name for the princess of Huainan Province) more than 20 years ago!" The young man shook his fan, and a proud smile appeared on his face as smooth as jade. "Shandong and Huainan are in Huainan, with a fertile field of thousands of miles and a population of tens of millions. It is a strong country. If there are any ministers who lead troops in Yangzhou who are willing to be the supporter, are you still afraid that there will be no city lord?"

The old man surnamed Zheng just shook his head, "Sanlangjun, I tell you the truth, this Yangzhou City is not easy to fight... The former benefactor was in Yangzhou's city for more than half a year, and it was difficult to advance in the second half of the year, and he even lost his life! Today, Yangzhou City is stronger than that day, with more than 70,000 defenders, and the Song army has obtained a torsional generator recently, which is said to be very powerful!"

"Is it the stone-acting machine used by some military archery?" the young man asked with a smile.

"Oh, Sanlangjun already knows it." The old man surnamed Zheng nodded, "It is the stone-acting machine that the navy is building, which can be used with iron cannons in the field."

"What if my great Mongolia also had this kind of stone generator?" the young man asked again.

The old man surnamed Zheng was shocked and looked at the young man and said, "Sanlangjun, what do you say? Mongolia... already has it?"

The young man smiled, "Not yet, but it will be there soon!"

The old man was so shocked that he couldn't even speak, but just stared at the young man in front of him.

The young man finally smiled and showed a little charm: "I Li Kui just used a little trick and sent people to sneak into the artillery army. Such a powerful weapon of military power is about to fall into my hands. Maybe Chen Dexing will be surrendered by me... What else can I do to stop the 100,000 Iron Cavalry of the Great Mongolian in this Yangzhou City?"

This young man was originally Li Cuixian, the third daughter of the Duke of Yidu Province of Mongolia, pretended to be Li Cuixian, and she had arranged a detailed work to sneak into Chen Dexing's side!

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Crunch...

The sound of sawing wood has already sounded in the artillery camp, and there may be jingling and jingling sounds. The stone generator designed by Chen Dexing is not purely mortise and tenon splicing, but mortise and tenon plus iron nails. The key parts are also reinforced with cast iron parts for durability.

After the first prototype, Chen Dexing asked someone to make the second and third prototypes, the second one being fixed and the third one being a motorized one. In less than twenty days, all three prototypes were built and passed various performance and durability tests. Starting from early October of the sixth year of Baoyou, the artisans of the artillery army began to produce stone generators according to Chen Dexing's requirements. At this time, there were still 43 days left after the deadline given by Jia Sidao.

Looking at the busy construction scene in front of him, Chen Dexing's face showed a satisfied expression for the first time. The production and organizational level of handicrafts in the Song Dynasty had obviously reached a considerable level. The craftsmen were not unfamiliar with the production model of division of labor and cooperation to create large utensils, and their imitation ability was quite strong. As long as they were made into physical objects, they could quickly create finished products. But they couldn't understand the patterns drawn by Chen Dexing, so he needed to personally create model samples with them. After a while, Chen Dexing and these craftsmen were quite familiar with each other. While inspecting the workshop, they also greeted several familiar craftsmen. Seeing who was not careful in their work, they even went up to guide and demonstrate.

Those who followed him to inspect the workshop were not only Liu, the commander of the Right Army of the Artillery Army, Qi Ta, the general of the Right Army of the Iron Man, Chen Shuo, the general of the Right Army of the Woodworking Company, and Lu Liu, and others, including two scholars, Lu Shihu and Kong Yu.

"Qingzhi, you really have to do everything yourself. You have to ask about carpentry work yourself, which is quite like Zhuge Wuhou." Lu Shihu and Chen Dexing were originally family friends, and they met each other when they were in Lin'an. Now they are even more confused and they can just joke around.

Chen Dexing smiled and handed back a triangle ruler he had made himself to a 17 or 18-year-old carpenter, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lu, why do you think Zhuge Wuhou should do everything yourself?"

"Term your efforts to repay the kindness of the first lord for knowing the favor."

"Scholar Kong, what do you think?" Chen Dexing asked Kong Yu again. Chen Dexing already had some appreciation for this scholar.

"Shu has a young talent and is in a lonely place, with less than 50,000 soldiers. If they stay in seclusion and guarding the danger, they will be happy and have nothing to do. However, Wu Hou was entrusted by the first lord and had the ambition to restore the Han Dynasty, so he worked hard and did everything himself."

Chen Dexing looked at the scholar meaningfully and sighed softly. He didn't know why Zhuge Liang would do everything himself, but why he had to work so hard, but the reason was similar to the scholar. There were too few talents around him, and he was in the end of the Southern Song Dynasty. He had only two thousand soldiers in his hands. If he wanted to enjoy a comfortable life, it would be enough. But if he wanted to achieve something great, he had to do his best. But he did not have the power of Zhuge Liang, and his thoughts would have to be covered up. Otherwise, if his status was higher in the future, someone should gossip.

Thinking of this, Chen Dexing waved his hand and said with a smile: "I don't learn from Zhuge Liang. I have no choice but to do everything myself. The military order has been established. If I can't get three hundred stone casting machines on November 18, the Privy Councilor will be killed! But judging from the current progress, my head will definitely be saved. After dealing with the errand, my family will buy more beautiful children's servants and have some fun!"

"Beautiful philosophers?" Lu Shihu smiled and showed an interesting expression on his black face. "If you want to find Beautiful philosophers, you have to go to Lin'an. If Qingzhi, a young general, you, I don't know how many Beautiful philosophers are going to throw themselves into your arms!"
Chapter completed!