The male protagonist, he doesn’t follow the script [Quick Transmigration]

Time flies.

Xuan Fu envoy and his party will soon return to Beijing to return to their orders.Xia Yi had Tan Jiuzhang to help settle his family in Beijing, so he naturally didn't need to deal with him anymore, so he resolutely rejected the olive branch of the sixth prince Li Chengye.

The Xuan Fu envoy had a very bad face in the last two days, and quickly expressed that it was time to leave.

Xia Yi couldn't bear to--

Of course, it's not that he doesn't want to part with the surname Chen, but it's that he doesn't want to part with Tan Jiuzhang.

On the eve before Xuan Fu envoy's return to Beijing, Xia Yi and Tan Jiuzhang lay side by side on the bed in the general's mansion after the clouds cleared and the rain cleared.

Xia Yi was very enthusiastic tonight.

After being misunderstood by Zhuzi, he didn't allow Tan Jiuzhang to mess around for two days, but tonight he was obedient and pestering.Tan Jiuzhang was so irritated by him.

Xia Yi was afraid of making a noise, so he could only bite the quilt and let out a low moan. Tan Jiuzhang held his waist, like a big cat, and kissed and tasted lightly along Xia Yi's lines with his lips.

The sky outside turned a little pale, and the two of them lay down panting lightly.

Xia Yi's legs were propped up for too long, and despite his amazing physical strength, his body was a little sore. He lay on the bed and looked at the tooth bars at the junction of the vertical and horizontal bars of the cantilever bed above.

Just now, the exercise was too exhausting, and his eyes were filled with water vapor.

The finely carved and open-carved sash ring panels are all paste.

He reached out and touched the back of Tan Jiuzhang's hand: "Remember to send me a message when you return to Beijing."

Xia Yi's employee system has very low authority when he is on vacation, so it is impossible to send messages instantly.

Tan Jiuzhang forcibly hacked into his own system and shared some permissions, allowing the two to communicate like text messages.

Although it is still too primitive for the interstellar people, there is not even a stereoscopic imaging communication, but it is much faster and safer than flying pigeons to send letters or rushing to the horse.

Tan Jiuzhang held Xia Yi's hand.Both of them were sweating, and their palms were warm and wet.

Xia Yi's palms were calloused due to martial arts practice, and they were not smooth.

But Tan Jiuzhang caressed and kneaded his fingers carefully.

"Don't worry, I'll send you a letter every day."

He turned his head to look at Xia Yi's profile:

"I'm leaving tomorrow, remember to miss me."

"Yeah." Xia Yi responded softly.

Neither of them spoke again.There are so many worlds, and there is no need to say anything, just lying on the same bed, listening to each other's breathing, and enjoying every minute and every second before the long separation is enough.

There was already a little light outside the window, Tan Jiuzhang had to turn over and go back to the place where the messengers lived.

Before leaving, he stuffed a piece of jade on his belt to Xia Yi: "This is the token of the person I mobilized. The border is bitterly cold. When I go back, I will bring food and wine from the south."

Xia Yi hugged him back: "Don't take risks. I practice the farming system here, and the food is not so tight."

In this era, large-scale transportation capacity is absolutely monopolized by the government.Grain, grass, supplies, salt, iron, gunpowder, these are all controlled items. Even if Tan Jiuzhang has someone in the water administration system, it is not easy to transport from the south to the northwest.

Tan Jiuzhang just smiled: "Don't worry."

He kissed Xia Yi's forehead lightly, and the two of them put their heads together and exchanged a silent hug.Then Tan Jiuzhang crossed the pane and gently submerged into the darkness before dawn.

After Tan Jiuzhang left, Xia Yi couldn't cheer up for a day or two, and his heart was empty.

But he knew that he was a general of the frontier army, and 10,000+ people under him pointed at him, and even women and children in Beijing depended on him, so he gritted his teeth and started planning.

He counted the days in his mind.

The Xuan Fu envoy has gone back, and in a month or so, Li Chengye will attack the Gu family.Tan Jiuzhang was going to play a mantis catching cicada and oriole behind him, and took this opportunity to take away the Gu family.

Thinking about it, Li Chengye would be very angry.

And no matter how he reacted, if the Gu family disappeared, the suspicious emperor would still suspect that General Gu directed and acted himself.

When the time comes, Xia Yi will be "forced to rebel".

Before the rebellion, he had to arrange the border gates so that the Di people would not take advantage of the fire.

Xia Yi pondered for a while, and asked Zhuzi to summon someone from Bingxiefang to question him.

Soon Guanshi Song from Bingxiefang came, and saluted tremblingly: "General."

"In the weapon workshop, I remember there are two cannons. How is the condition? Are there any firecrackers?"

Guanshi Song's expression was very frightened: "Back to the general, the two cannons are in good condition in the warehouse. The firecrackers... there are hundreds of them, and they were allotted by Beijing in the big battle five years ago. After that battle, excluding the bombed and damaged ones, there are still two or three hundred left, all of which are in the warehouse..."

"You ask someone to go and check the condition of the artillery and firecrackers, whether they can be used, and how much they can still be used. Let's talk back."

Song Guanshi left in a hurry.

It turned out badly.

Of the two cannons, one is still usable, but the other is old and has a lot of trachoma on the cannon body.

Gunfire is even worse.Many wooden handles and lead wires are rotten, and some of them are filled with gunpowder.There are only dozens of them that can be used.

'really. '

Xia Yi thought he still had to rely on himself.

He also asked Song Guanshi whether there were any skilled craftsmen in the weapons workshop, who could not only make armor, but also made firecrackers and cannons.There are a few apprentices who got the answer from Beijing.

Xia Yi was not surprised by this answer: the emperor was suspicious, and the frontier army's armaments, whether armor, weapons or firearms, were supplied by Beijing.A few craftsmen can be called in, just to repair and maintain.

Being able to send skilled weapon craftsmen to the border, plus a prestigious general, the emperor might not be able to sleep.

If it wasn't for the last time—the invasion that killed Gu Yi's father and brother five years ago—it was caused by the lack of combat power caused by the frontier soldiers' ignorance of generals and generals' ignorance of soldiers, and the emperor was almost beaten to the door. Di Ren was so frightened that he almost moved the capital, otherwise it would be impossible for Xia Yi to stay on the border.

Xia Yi sighed: "You call those craftsmen over to me, and then finish counting the quantity of gunpowder raw materials in the library, and then talk back."

He has some calculations in his mind: Su Chao has black powder, but as far as he knows, the ratio is not mature enough.Later generations know that the best ratio of black powder to powder is about 10% sulfur, 15% charcoal, and 75% saltpeter.However, Dasu has not yet figured out the detailed ratio, and often mixes some combustion-supporting substances such as clear oil when making gunpowder, but the result is not good.

Insufficient purity and proportion of gunpowder will greatly affect the power.

Xia Yi is ready to solve this problem.

Then let the craftsmen make some land-mines for war.

But the problem came again: Guanshi Song asked people to count the inventory, and found that there was not much gunpowder left, and there were not many raw materials.

Xia Yi had a headache.

Yes, we still have to get raw materials.

Charcoal is easy to talk about, and saltpeter is also easy to get-not to mention that this is a regular medicinal material in traditional Chinese medicine stores, and it is easy to find it now.The crust-like salt flower-like "ground frost" on the ground next to toilets, stables, and pigpens is the soil containing nitrate, soaked in water, and the filtrate is boiled dry after soaking, and saltpeter crystals are obtained.

Worry about sulfur.

Although Dasu is relatively decadent as a whole, and the huge political structure is like a sieve by moths—the biggest moth is the emperor at the top of the political pyramid, but the ruler has the most instinctive brain:

Dangerous goods cannot be in the hands of others.

Those that can be used to make gunpowder are naturally dangerous goods.

That is to say, although Dasu's own armaments are in disarray, the mining and selling of sulfur is controlled.

But Xia Yi looked at the place where he was staying, and was very happy.

The place where their frontier troops are stationed is called Inner Mongolia in a later life in a parallel time and space.What does this place produce?pyrite.

And here in Xia Yi, there is a shortage of everything now, except labor.They are all soldiers who have followed the general for many years, and they are hardworking and hardworking.

Furthermore, the border is a place where the sky is high and the emperor is far away. General Gu has great prestige here, and it is no problem to lead people to mine.

Soon, after three times, five times and two times, the brass-colored ore was continuously transported over.Xia Yi organized craftsmen to start a furnace to refine sulfur.

The ore undergoes decomposition reaction, oxidation reaction and reduction reaction in the furnace to obtain sulfur.

Considering that the exhaust gas is poisonous due to this indigenous sulfur refining method, Xia Yi also emphasized that the exhaust gas must be recovered with a recovery furnace, and the sulfur should be decomposed with water vapor, so as to prevent the soldiers from getting sick from the exhaust gas.

With the raw materials ready and the precise formula given by Xia Yi, Bian Jun made the black powder with the most suitable ratio, and turned the powdered powder into granules to increase the contact area with the air.

Then, Xia Yi began to instruct them to make landmines.

Iron casing is the best, those discarded weapons can come in handy.

But iron is relatively scarce, so stone mines and the like will be used together.

From the beginning of black fire-powder, Xia Yi didn't let the craftsman do it, but sent some personal guards to do it.

This kind of big killer must be kept absolutely secret and completely controlled by oneself.Compared with craftsmen, the soldiers who were killed together with the general's bloody storm must be more reliable.

The weapon was being made quietly, and on the other side, Xia Yi called a thousand households in charge of intelligence in the frontier army: "Daniu, how many nails do we have on Di Ren's end?"

Zhang Daniu scratched his head: "General, if you want to talk about the number of people, there are still quite a few, there are hundreds of them. But most of them come and go with the caravan, and at most they are doing business on the side of the Di people to make a living. But not many A high status..."

"I know that."

Xia Yi didn't make it difficult for him either.After all, the Di people are nomadic, and there are almost no fixed towns on the Dasu side. That is, the places where the royal families and dignitaries of the Jin regime used to camp tents are more prosperous, and there are often places where Jin people and Dasu merchants trade nearby.

Wanting to open a store to exchange information or something is just a dream.At most, it might be useful to follow the caravan occasionally to get a few words.

As for gaining the trust of the Tianjin people?

That's more difficult.People on both sides look very different, and it is difficult for people from the big hotel to mix in.

What Zhang Daniu was looking for were all descendants of women from the Su Dynasty who were taken captive by the Jin people.Although they have Jin people's blood, their status is often very low, and they are used as slaves by their half-brothers and sisters.In Dasu, they are considered a "disgrace" and live in great pain.

After Gu Yi came here, he specially dealt with the conflicts between these mixed-race children and the common people in Dasu.Because Gu Yi protected the border residents, the border residents listened to him, even if they were reluctant, they gradually gave these mixed-race children a place to live.

Some of them were selected, trained, and sent to Jinna as spies.

They are easier to gain trust than pure Osu people.

Xia Yi asked Zhang Daniu: "Among the spies, is there anyone who can talk to Du Lie?"

Du Lie is the youngest son of King Jin.

Zhang Daniu thought for a while: "There is one. But he has a humble status, and he can only be regarded as being in contact with him. It is definitely impossible for Du Lie to tell him about important matters, and it is impossible to listen to him."

Xia Yi nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to beckon him to come over: "You send him a message quietly. In addition, the person who asked you to be placed in the caravan should also move."

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The reviewer took a look at me... These two are doing leg lifts on the bed to lose weight... Don't lock it (?__)?