Song Beiyun

While Song Beiyun was investigating these things, the person in charge of the arsenal hurried over. Seeing Song Beiyun bringing the chairman, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face: "Master Song, Mr. Duan."

"Don't give me this set." Song Beiyun waved his hand, pointing to the pile of pipes: "You have spent more than 1000 million yuan in half a year for me? What about the money? Just this pile of pipes?"

Facing Song Beiyun's questioning, the person in charge was taken aback for a moment, but soon realized that it was probably the president who made a small report.

He didn't panic, he just walked up to the pile of steel pipes in front of Song Beiyun: "Master Song, do you know what kind of pipes this is?"

"What care?"

"It's the chrome steel pipe you mentioned."

Song Beiyun was stunned: "You can cast chrome steel? Why didn't anyone give me a report?"

"Master Song, be safe and don't be impatient." The person in charge of the factory area smiled, and he didn't look panicked at all. He climbed up on the pile of pipes and squatted on top of it and said, "I was the one who suppressed the report."

"You are so brave!"

"hey-hey……"

Song Beiyun was furious, he opened his mouth like a curse, but this guy is one of his three favorite generals, this guy is really a born scientist, his learning speed is rare in the world, and he has become a man who can handle himself in less than five years Talents.

His shortcoming is that he is very detached, and he always likes to make his own opinions and give others the whole point of life. Now that he is the person in charge of the arsenal, he is like a fish in water.

So if it wasn't for some unforgivable crime, Song Beiyun would generally not curb his creativity and imagination, so Song Beiyun stuffed all his curse words back into his stomach.

"Master Song, don't be in a hurry, calm down and calm down."

"Calm down..." Song Beiyun flicked his sleeves dumbfounded, "Fu Haisheng, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I'll take your skin off!"

"Yes, yes, I will explain it to you, explain it to you."

Fu Haisheng jumped off the steel pipe: "Master Song, don't I need to talk about the characteristics of chrome steel?"

"and then?"

"Please move to the test range."

Song Beiyun angrily followed Fu Haisheng to the test range, and quietly watched the jumping bastard rush forward and back.

Soon, four batches of steeds came to the side of the test range pulling something covered in red cloth.

"I originally said to give adults a present during the New Year, but it seems that it won't work." Fu Haisheng came to Song Beiyun with sweat profusely: "Let's show you the excitement today in advance."

After finishing speaking, he jumped forward and lifted the red cloth, only to see a honeycomb-shaped iron lump under the red cloth, with a chassis and wheels under it, which can be easily pulled around by horses.

"Master Song, please take a look!"

Song Beiyun's brain exploded with a buzz, isn't this the Katyusha he's been thinking about?

What he had been imagining before was actually in front of his eyes now. Although it looked rough and weird, it was definitely a multiple rocket launcher.

"Since the last time Jinling induced rain. I have been thinking, if the thing that attracts rain is enlarged, adjusted, and flattened, will it become a wonderful weapon?"

Fu Haisheng patted the multi-barreled cannon that had been scorched by the sun, and then snapped his fingers deliberately.

After a while, more than a dozen soldiers appeared, all holding a thick shell in their hands, and while they were filling it, Fu Haisheng walked up to Song Beiyun again and said.

"You know me. I don't give up until I figure it out. Didn't you give me a notebook? Apart from other things, you are a fairy in chemistry."

"Seriously, don't kiss ass."

Fu Haisheng touched his head and said with a smile: "Then look, is this year's Science Award..."

"Do not talk nonsense!"

"Yes!"

Fu Haisheng immediately stood at attention: "I was inspired by you to shoot rockets into the clouds, coupled with the notes you gave me and the past few years of studying with you, I studied hard, sleepless, sleepless nights, day and night..."

"Can you finish it? If you need a beating, just say it."

Hearing Song Beiyun's words, Fu Haisheng heaved a sigh of relief secretly. After all, he had been his apprentice for so long, and he knew some habits of this eccentric Mr. Song. When he asked serious questions, he would Be careful, if you are not sure, it is not as simple as being punished, but if he speaks with words such as "beat you to death", "slap you in the face", "want to be beaten and speak straight", it will actually be the opposite. It was when he was in a good mood, as long as he opened his mouth at this time, he would give anything.

"This year, the chemistry team tried more than 200 different formulas and ratios. According to your further development of the propellant formula, at least [-] different propellant formulas were obtained, and today this is one of them , it’s a short-range bomb, you know that if you shoot it far away, you won’t be able to see it.”

Song Beiyun folded his hands behind his back: "How to motivate?"

"There are three conventional methods, percussion, roasting and direct fuze ignition. There are two unconventional methods, electric spark and catalytic reaction. The latter two can be designed separately, because they are safer and less troublesome today, so use fuzes Light it up."

As he said that, Fu Haisheng looked back and raised his hand: "Get ready!"

Song Beiyun silently took a few steps back, and Fu Haisheng also let go of his hand: "Let go!"

The direction of the launcher was filled with smoke and dust, dazzling sparks appeared in the barrel, and with the whining sound of the rocket ejected from the chamber, a smile appeared on Song Beiyun's face.

In the blink of an eye, patches of white fireworks exploded from the distant mountain tops, and thunderous explosions soon followed.

"It only takes 15 minutes to launch a reload, and it can be improved."

"How do you solve the rocket slide problem?"

"It's simple. I installed a buckle on the butt end. When it is pushed in, the buckle is pressed into the groove, and it will pop out when the body is in place."

And when they were discussing technical issues, the president who saw this scene for the first time was already speechless in astonishment.

"Master Song! Teacher!" Fu Haisheng suddenly changed the subject: "You said, what's wrong with spending more money on this thing? If there are a thousand or ten thousand guns, will you still be short of money?"

Song Beiyun flicked his sleeves: "Join the top secret list, you will die with me!"

Chapter 746: Heavy Rain on August 8, Seven Years

"Let me tell you! This kind of thing, I cut you off with a knife, and you have no place to seek justice!"

"Hey...that...isn't it, Teacher Song..."

"Stop giving me that hippie smile!" Song Beiyun slapped the table vigorously: "Why did you act without authorization? Why didn't you give me a report? If someone pokes you up and gets a copy of it, you will die. "

Fu Haisheng laughed along with him, and his low-spirited look was a bit funny: "I'm thinking about giving Chang'an and Da Song a surprise. That's what I think. When encountering foreign invasions in the future, first investigate a wave of them camping The position, and then cover it directly for them every few miles or tens of miles. This battle is fought so hard that those Qiu Ba have been bothering me all day to ask if I can stop the musket from jamming. "

"I'm sorry for you!" Song Beiyun paused a few times with his fist on the table: "More than 1000 million guan, the military expenditure of the entire Song Dynasty for eight months! It was burned by you like this, and you still tell me surprise? Do you know that? Do you know the consequences of what you did?"

Fu Haisheng lowered his head and didn't dare to speak anymore. This person is smart, but he doesn't understand the court at all. There is no reason for this kind of thing. Because it needs to be kept secret, it is impossible to let his achievements Announce it.

Then the consumption of more than 1000 million guan has become a bad debt that cannot be traced. If you spend money but can't see anything, if someone who wants to kill this is not let go, either announce the secret of the new weapon, or let Fu Haisheng die. .

Regardless of whether it is the rocket launcher or the machine gun, if it is announced, it will inevitably cause panic in neighboring countries, and the panic will bring about diplomatic confrontation. Even if one day there is a civilization like Song Beiyun that exists in the field of vision, They will even develop targeted tactics in advance.

As a pessimist, Song Beiyun is always planning for the worst outcome, and he also knows that he has vaguely become a swordsman of civilization, so he must restrain his desire to share and show off, and use all the trump cards Press on the bottom of the box.

Although it is hoped that they will never be useful, who knows what else exists in this vast world.

The higher he stood, the farther he could see, and as his eyes diverged, Song Beiyun felt more and more small. When a person is small, he will be afraid, and the cure for all fear is only enough. firepower.

"Don't even think about showing off surprises in the future. Sink to me and do your business quietly. No matter what you need to maintain a four-step rhythm. Production generation, development generation, pre-research generation, and reserve generation. When you After the fourth step is completed, this first step can appear in the eyes of others, so that people will never know what the hole cards in their hands are." Song Beiyun pushed Fu Haisheng's head with hatred: "How can there be You bastard, you showed off your underwear to others at the beginning?"

"understood……"

"You know? I think you know what a fart. You should cause me more trouble. Let's see who is unlucky in the end."

Fu Haisheng was reprimanded for more than half an hour, but after he walked out, he was still alive and well, with a virtuous attitude that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but after that, there was no talk of surprises. After that, I was extremely polite.

When Song Beiyun met such a person, he naturally wanted to wipe his ass. The shortfall in the second half of the year must not be filled by individuals. He could only write to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households, saying that the Chang'an Arsenal needed to be expanded and purchased a batch. Equipment and armaments have to be iterated, so Chang'an needs to specially approve 1000 million guns for this place.

This letter looks like taking off your pants and farting, because Chang'an itself is a highly autonomous city, and their money has nothing to do with Jinling. Taxes, policies, and even armaments are relatively independent, except for the army. It is directly under the central government and basically has little connection.

But this letter can silence the officials of the court, because as long as the central government approves it, this is an official permission, but will Jinling not approve it?None of them can control Chang'an, except Zhao Xing.Zhao Xing has been approved, so they don't have the qualifications to find fault.

As for the arsenal, that is a place where they cannot and cannot reach out. In Zhao Xing's words, whoever dares to reach out to the arsenal in various places will have his claws cut off.

So for this kind of special place, just spend money, it’s not Jinling’s money anyway.

After wiping his ass, it was getting dark. Overall, Song Beiyun is still happy today. Although the overall situation is still rough, he believes that in the not-too-distant future, with sufficient resources supplied, the group of lunatics in the arsenal will give He got a perfect answer.

During the day in the arsenal, Song Beiyun discovered that he had inadvertently accumulated many new technologies here. Although these technologies have not been used for the time being, as long as there is a breakthrough in any direction, they will immediately It can be integrated into it and become a breakthrough.

However, there is one technology that is still progressing slowly, and that is material technology. There is no way to do this thing. It can only be honed by time. The only way out for alternative technologies and products is continuous trial and error, continuous combination, and continuous integration.

"I can't hurry."

In the middle of the night, Song Beiyun closed the book and sighed softly.Some things really can only be done slowly, he can't help it, and the gods can't help it either.

At this moment, there was a loud thunder outside. He frowned and went to the window, but saw a flash of lightning piercing the sky, and then the heavy rain fell in response. The raindrops fell on the ground like beads and turned into mist. .

He walked quickly to the children's room and saw that except for Zhao Xing's little princess who was awakened, the other boys were sleeping like pigs.

"Uncle... afraid."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Song Beiyun walked over and patted her head: "You sleep, I'm right here."

Sitting in the children's room, he sat all night.The rain lasted all night, and even the next morning, the thick dark clouds still did not disperse. It was obviously the brightest time, but it was as dark as evening.

Waterlogging is gradually appearing in the city, but Song Beiyun has no good solution at this time. He can only hope that there will be another moth this year. The Central Plains really can't go hungry anymore.

"Sanggong, you haven't slept all night, go to rest quickly, I'll take care of you here."

Song Beiyun shook his head: "I'm going to the fields, and now the autumn harvest is approaching. If the rain really makes things bad, then there will be big trouble."

After finishing speaking, he got up, put on his coir raincoat, and led the people straight to the field outside the city. What he saw was that all the soldiers from the city were harvesting wheat with the farmers in the field, and the field was crowded with people. , The heavy rain didn't mean to stop at all.

"be quick!"

The human voice was quickly drowned out by the heavy rain, and no one even bothered to say hello to Song Beiyun.

"Where is the Imperial City Division?"

Song Beiyun turned his head sideways and asked.

"Here, what is Master Song's order?"

"Quick, I want to get all the harvest time of the Song and Liao countries, as well as the loss situation."

"Yes!"

The twenty or so people behind him immediately disappeared into the heavy rain like a gust of wind, and Song Beiyun clasped his hands tightly together. Although his face was calm, he was already nervous to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Just as nervous as him are the household departments, centers and even the emperors of the Song and Liao Dynasties.Because this heavy rain has been falling for a long time from south to north.Chang'an has only been raining for one day, but Jinling has been raining for three days. The Qinhuai River has already surged, flooding the streets along the way.

Although the anti-disaster mechanism was activated, the water and fire were merciless after all, and a large number of houses were still soaked.

This point is not much better for the Liao Kingdom. As early as two days ago, Fo Baonu ordered the whole country to stop moving the capital, and must do everything possible to ensure the domestic grain harvest.

"Hahahahahaha."

At this moment, the monk raised his head to face the rain and laughed. None of the assistants knew what he was laughing at, and even thought he was crazy.

But after the monk laughed enough, he wiped the drops of water off his face and walked into the room, opened the calendar and made a tick, then turned his head slightly and said, "Fighting against the sky is indeed a lot of fun."

The monk always speaks like a riddle, and no one knows what he is talking about. Anyway, almost everything has come to a standstill now, and the precious food like life is now the obsession in everyone's heart.

In the Jinling Palace, the descriptions of the torrential rain from all over the country flew into Zhao Xing's desk like snowflakes, forming a thick stack.

Zhao Xing had already lost the mind to look at these things, he paced back and forth, anxious.

"God is going to destroy Lao Tzu's China! The damn Song Beiyun said that God bless China? Damn it!" Zhao impetuously swears, but it is of no avail: "What's the matter with you? Has the loss been calculated? Why is it so late? Give a response?"

"Go back to the official's house. Now all over the country are rushing to collect them, so we have to wait for a few days."

Zhao Xing was anxious when he heard the news, but this sense of powerlessness in the face of God made him kick a few times on the pillar.

The emperor of the Liao Kingdom was not much better. This rain from east to west and from south to north directly covered the whole of China. The Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and the Songhua River and Nen River all burst, and there were floods everywhere. Flooding.

Now she doesn't know what the disaster situation is like, but she knows that if there is no harvest this year, it will be over. Song country is over, Liao country is over, Jin country is over, and the grassland is also over.Everyone is screwed.The achievements of ten years of rest and recuperation will be destroyed in one day, and when the time comes, there will be refugees everywhere and thousands of miles of starvation. Isn't this the end of the dynasty?

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest."

"Rest?" Fo Baonu turned his head and gave the female officer a cold look: "Is it time to rest now? I have to wait for the news. If I can't wait for the news, how can I sleep soundly!"

The female officer next to her was so frightened by her aura that she dared not make a sound, but Fo Baonu directly threw away the crown and walked into the heavy rain: "If the heavens have eyes, I would rather trade the throne for good weather!"

But this transaction was obviously unsuccessful, God not only ignored Fo Baonu, but also gave her another ladle of water.

"Huh? Why?"

Song Beiyun was the first to get the surrounding data. After seeing the report on the grain harvest around Chang'an, he asked curiously, "Why is the loss less than [-]% of the expected loss?"

"Master Hui Song, most areas harvested ten days earlier than usual, and the most harvested nearly a month earlier."

Song Beiyun was stunned: "So early? Why?"

"I heard from the farmers that it seems to be a warm winter, and the seedlings are growing fast this year."

"Forget it, you haven't even farmed, so answering my questions is no different from nonsense." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "Go to the Agricultural College and catch some for me."

Naturally, it was impossible for the spies of the Imperial City Division to arrest him, but they politely invited him over.

After those researchers from the agricultural college saw Song Beiyun, the first thing they did was congratulate him.