I am immortal in history

The hot summer days are like burning fire.

Peace Square.

Lu's Blacksmith Shop.

The blazing fire distorted the air, and people walking around the boiler avoided it.

The sound of hammering was continuous, with a strange and heavy rhythm. Walking into the blacksmith shop, there was not much space inside, with piles of rough iron blocks on the ground and various iron tools hanging on the walls.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, sickles and axes, as well as exquisite iron parts.

Li Ping'an said to the blacksmith: "Master Lu, the time has come. Have the four pipes been completed?"

"Hang it there, go get it yourself."

Master Lu is no more than five feet tall, with muscles all over his body. He looks like a large ball that is as long as horizontal and vertical. Every time he swings the hammer, the muscles all over his body will stretch and contract.

Li Ping'an has been practicing martial arts for four years, involving internal and external martial arts. He has also seen masters such as Zhigang and Yan Chixiao, and his vision is unparalleled by ordinary people in the world.

Naturally, one can recognize from the blacksmithing posture that Master Lu is practicing extremely advanced body-building techniques.

Take out the pipes from the wall. They say there are four pipes, but in fact they are double pipes spliced ​​two by two.

It is more than a foot long, has an outer diameter of more than two inches, and has a wall of about two inches. It is heavy in the hand and weighs at least thirty or forty kilograms.

"Is this Xuan Tie?"

The most important part of the gun is the barrel. First of all, it must be strong enough, otherwise it will easily explode if there is too much charge.

Li Ping'an inquired about the blacksmiths in the capital, and found out that only the Lu family could forge black iron, and they were skilled in craftsmanship and could make various exquisite parts.

Dark iron is different from iron. It is dark in color, extremely heavy, has a high melting point and is difficult to forge. In Li Pingan's opinion, it should be a unique element.

"According to your requirements, use drilling to make holes. The inside has been polished without any gaps or defects."

Master Lu was curious about the purpose of casting the four pipes, but he didn't ask. He just wanted to make more iron and earn money to practice martial arts.

"Chenghui three hundred taels."

"..."

Li Ping'an couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, he told the price in advance, otherwise he would not be able to afford it due to the speed of consumption during practice.

Da Toad Qi and Cynomorium Kung Fu have been suspended in recent months.

Even though he made three consecutive fortunes, he couldn't help but continue to consume, and now he only practices two external skills.

Then he went to several other blacksmith shops to pick up the butt, trigger, hook, purge bar and other parts, and then returned to the mortuary to assemble a simple pistol.

Because the barrel is too thick, it is more like a hand cannon.

In my previous life, I had seen a lot of videos about plastic-iron modification, gluing-welding, and three small meals a day. I had some knowledge of flintlock guns, but I lacked funds and had no choice but to make a simple matchlock gun.

Each handgun has two triggers and two match ropes, corresponding to the left and right barrels.

This is also to prevent blind fire. If one shot is not fired, another shot will be fired.

The bullet is a mixture of iron sand and poisonous powder, mixed with a few iron beads, and the power source is homemade black powder, wrapped in paper into strips, with a copper sheet at the bottom.

After the gunpowder is ignited, a backward thrust is generated to allow the copper plate to close the ignition hole to increase the forward thrust.

"Don't worry about the power. You can increase the dose."

"The only flaw is the reloading, but it is preloaded with four rounds of shotshells, which is enough to deal with thieves. I don't plan to use it in war."

"Take time to go outside the city and test your power!"

Li Ping'an looked at the two hand cannons. The wooden supports were nearly two feet long. They were too big and bulky to be hung around the waist.

In the future, if you have money, you can research fusillary hair, reduce the size and weight, and carry it with you when you go out, which will greatly improve the safety level.

"It's enough to protect ourselves. We don't want to go out and wander around."

"What's more, by drawing inferences from one example, you can also get two explosive bags. If the thieves come, they can just throw them into the yard, or light them and run out through the hole in the wall."

"Bang! All the killings and calamities are gone..."

Explosive packs are much easier to use than guns, but the disadvantage is that they are too useless for the house.

The mortuary is not Li Ping'an's property. The land and buildings are owned by the imperial court, and they must be rebuilt if they are destroyed by the explosion.

…

The autumn of the 40th year of Jianwu.

Autumn.

After twenty-one years, the North won the top prize again.

When the roll call was called outside Chengtian Gate, all the northern scholars, whether they were successful or not, were so excited that they covered their faces and cried.

When the time comes, heaven and earth come together to take advantage of each other!

Emperor Jianwu needed to balance the north and the south, the prince needed the approval of his father, the scholars in the north needed the approval of the court, and the people in the north needed a benchmark.

Su Mingyuan has completely become the number one talent in the north!

Many southern scholars were unconvinced, criticized the unfairness of the scientific examination, demanded that the test papers be made public, and even gathered a crowd to cause trouble outside Chengtian Gate to put pressure on the court.

As a result, before anyone came from the Yamen, the northern scholars rushed them away.

We can't study.

In a fight, you are far behind.

…

Mortuary.

Clear and quiet.

Li Ping'an lay on the Xiaoyao chair and carefully wiped the hand cannon with an oil cloth. The oil film covering it can extend its service life.

"If there is another crisis like last time, there will be no need to take any risks."

Previously, I was experimenting with the power of a hand cannon outside the city. When I fired within one foot, the iron plate was sprayed into a sieve.

Warriors are made of flesh and blood, and are not as hard as an iron plate. Theoretically, no one can withstand a close-range shotgun blast.

I barely managed to hold it, and there was still an explosive pack waiting.

"Fortunately, ninety-nine percent of warriors don't know the true energy. Otherwise, the true energy would be released to protect the body, and the power of the hand cannon would be hard to predict."

Li Ping'an looked happy. With the hand cannon, most of his fears were finally eliminated.

The feeling of being on the line between life and death is so uncomfortable. Anyone who encounters constant murders is guaranteed to have a mental breakdown and become crazy.

Boom, boom, boom!

The door of the room rang for a long time, and Shi San's voice came.

"Xiao Anzi opened the door and brought the mat."

Li Ping'an hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Since all the body collectors went to Andingfang, the business of the mortuary has plummeted, and it can only be maintained by the support of Tianlao.

The corpses sent by the jailers, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net are far more lucrative than the refugees. Unfortunately, they are also experts at searching for corpses, so the probability of finding valuables is low.

Shi San dragged the straw mat off the cart and carried the body into the mortuary, chatting all the time.

"Isn't Xiao Anzi familiar with Zhuangyuan Gong? Why didn't he go to the East Palace to have a drink?"

Li Ping'an shook his head quickly: "That's a rumor on the street. It's just a one-time relationship. How can we be familiar with Wenquxing!"

A few days ago, the prince held a banquet for the number one scholar in the East Palace for Su Mingyuan, and sent invitations to many people, all of whom were close friends and old friends in his later years.

There are scholars, old farmers in the countryside, and even Chunfenglou oiran, to show the integrity and quality of the champion who never forgets his original intention.

This action caused a sensation in the capital, causing discussions in the streets, and the invited people blew Su Mingyuan to the sky.

Li Ping'an didn't want to go, and he didn't receive the invitation. It was the worst of both worlds.

"You don't know how to sneak into a camp. Since you know me, then come to the door shamelessly and say a few lucky words to sneak in."

Shi San said with envy: "It's not for food and drink, but for taking the opportunity to make connections. The prison chief went away and came back with a happy face. Rumor has it that he has hooked up with the East Palace and will be promoted soon!"

"We don't have the ability."

Li Ping'an didn't like the prince very much. Firstly, it was because Marquis Weiyuan hated Wujiwu, and secondly, there had been more and more turmoil in the East Palace in recent years.

From time to time, he held cultural gatherings and invited celebrities and scholars, which caused a sensation in the capital.

Your Majesty is not dead yet!

You can't say this to Shi San. If you don't report it after hearing it, it will be a crime of beheading.

Li Ping'an opened the straw mat and found a mutilated corpse lying inside. The punishment was more severe than before, and his whole body was covered in blood.

"What big crime did this guy commit?"

"Too rich!"