Chapter 168 Rumors of the Emperor

Han Youniang snuggled comfortably in Yang Ling's arms, her cheeks were still hot.

Yang Ling gently stroked her bare buttocks and said thoughtfully: "Young mother?"

"Hmm?" Han Youniang responded softly, looked up at him inquiring. Yang Ling patted her hips twice under the bottom and said, "I just remembered that Wen Xin told you that you can have sex within March. Why do you... usually talk about everything?"

Han Youniang smiled and arched into his arms again, and said in a nickname like a kitten: "Sister Wenxin is afraid that she will lose her husband's favor..."

Yang Ling pretended to angrily: "Nonsense, is my husband such a person?" He glared at Youniang and flicked her nose. Han Youniang hunched and wrinkled her nose.

Yang Ling leaned his head up and said, "Although she is an imperial physician, she is an unmarried girl after all. In the future, this topic will be mentioned with Wen Xin. Although you are friends in the boudoir, it may not be very convenient."

"By the way," Han Youniang turned over and pressed on Yang Ling, lay on his chest with a pair of round eyes and said, "My husband, Sister Wen Xin is 20 after the New Year. Before going to the court, when I was sworn in my sister and I had already said that we would accept her from the family. My husband... don't like Sister Wen Xin?"

Yang Ling slapped her buttocks and said, "Down, don't press down on her stomach."

Han Youniang laughed "suddenly", stuck out her tongue, and obediently climbed off his body.

Yang Ling hugged her gently and said softly: "Young mother, in your heart, you naturally think that your husband is the best man in the world. A woman is happy if she marrys him. But there are not many good men in the world. It's just that you don't have the chance to meet him.

Wen Xin is not as good as Xueer and Yuer. She was not as good as repaying kindness or not choosing other people to be your husband. Now that she has regained her freedom and has an official position, she may have found a good companion. Is marrying into the Yang Mansion as a concubine her best choice?

Give her a chance and think about her new identity from a new perspective. Don’t regard her as the Yang family as a person who is open and dark, so that she will naturally think that she must follow me. To be honest, if she hadn’t become my slave by chance, she might have met her now, and she would have stayed away from me.”

Han Youniang gave him a big roll of eyes and said coquettishly: "There are always so many reasons for your husband. Do you think your mother is willing to share with you with multiple sisters? But my father is right. You are so old now. If you don't take a concubine, I will tell you behind your back.

Besides, the husband in the Yang family is the most slim. He is a single family, which makes the grandchildren of the Yang family prosperous. That is not only your responsibility, but also my responsibility. If my husband can treat young mother so well, he will be content."

She sighed softly and said, "Maybe you are talking about it. If you change the opportunity, you will never be together, but she is in trouble and saved by you. Isn't it fate?

I heard that Empress Zhang was a good person and did not allow the former emperor to favor other women. As a result, many ministers accused her of being arrogant and not considering the country. Now the former emperor has only the current emperor in his lineage. Some people say..."

She hesitated for a moment, saw Yang Ling's face calm, and then said: "Some people say that the current emperor is the empress dowager who is adopted because all officials accused her of not being able to give birth to a prince. It is not right. The noble queen and the prince can cause discussion among others because of these housework. The young mother doesn't want to be called a jealous woman."

Yang Ling knew that when the late emperor was in power a few years ago, the court made a big fuss about this matter, so he just laughed at it. But he immediately thought that Zhengde had become the emperor now, when did such rumors spread among the people? How dare he slander the current emperor?

Although rumors are untrue. After I came to this era, I also discovered that some wild news spread among the people, and the government did not care much about it. But if it was instructed by someone who was interested, the purpose would not be simple.

Yang Ling vaguely remembered that King Ning rebelled, as if using land was the charge. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Young Mother, who did you listen to these words?"

Seeing that his face was cautious, Han Youniang couldn't help but feel a little panicked. She ate and said, "Young Niang is... the one I heard about when the Yan family came to chat. I heard that many bachelors from the Hanlin Academy had said this in private, and it is very evil now in Beijing."

Yang Ling thought about it and Wu Jie did not report this news to him. The rumors that Emperor Zhengde was not the blood of the emperor had a long history, so the factory guards must not care much about this kind of rumors.

But he knew that the right thing to do was to inherit the throne. When the new emperor ascended the throne, King Ning sent a large number of fireworks and palace lanterns for fun. Yesterday, two beauties were sent to the palace. As the emperor's uncle, how could this be assisted by the wise king? Could it be that he was ready to rebel? Was this the momentum he created?

Yang Ling patted his forehead and thought to himself: "It seems that he has to instruct Wu Jie to check the source of these anecdotes. It is easy to spread among the people. But if you want to spread this matter in the Hanlin Academy, it is not something that Shengdou Xiaomin did. Who is spreading the news?"

Seeing Yang Ling's expression was solemn, Han Youniang couldn't help but ask, "My husband, is there anything wrong with it?"

Yang Ling didn't want to make her worry, and shook her head with a smile and said, "Oh, nothing. I remembered that when I came back from the palace today, I saw that many refugees had fled to the capital when they fled to the capital. They were short of food and clothing. Although there was relief from the Ministry of Revenue, it was difficult to survive in the severe winter. I want to take people to set up a shed to prepare porridge tomorrow. Do you have rice, grain and clothing at home?"

"Ah!" Han Youniang raised her body in shock and said, "Is the Tartars so bad this year? Youniang will go to the warehouse to check it out and prepare some food and clothing. I will accompany you to the city to prepare porridge tomorrow. My husband still has business work and can't be distracted too much."

Yang Ling hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her and said, "Lying down quickly, don't catch a cold. Then I just let the senior manager take charge. Miss Cheng is good at scheduling, Wen Xin understands medical skills, so they can just go and see each other from time to time, and you don't have to go to the porridge."

He hugged the young lady, took a bite on her breasts, and whispered in a soft moan: "You are only responsible for resting your husband. Just give birth to a baby son who is so crazy in the future, so you can't be too tired."

The next morning, Yang Ling rushed to the mountain to learn about the contact with the three guards of Duoyan and the progress of the war ahead.

The nomadic people regard the farming nation as a natural granary and target of plunder. Even when the two sides maintain a harmonious relationship, they sometimes trade and sometimes plunder are common. The three guards of Huadang's life are difficult to continue and often go to the border to plunder, but they dare not offend the Ming Dynasty too much. First, they are careful not to kill civilians. Second, they are never acting at the same time as the Tatars.

Therefore, this time the Tatars attacked the frontier, and the three guards of Duoyan immediately restrained their subordinates from leaving the door and kept a strict distance from the little prince, so as not to mistakenly think that they were also involved in the Tatar operations.

However, it took a lot of trouble to send local people to contact Duoyan Sanwei. So far, no news of the contact between the two parties has been conveyed.

Miao Kui, Baoguo Duke Zhu Hui, and the imperial envoy Shi Lin had arrived in Datong. In addition, there were more than 40,000 troops in the original garrison, and 90,000 troops against 70,000. Now they have fought fiercely with the Tatars for three days. Two cities have been recaptured. When the news came back, the army was fighting hard with the Tatars in Huamachi.

The Ming army wanted to divide some troops to defend the city, but the Tatars had no such concern. Therefore, the enemy and us now have equal strength and are in a stalemate. There is no defeat yet.

Yang Ling felt a little relieved and asked Wu Jie to send someone else to investigate the source of the rumor that Emperor Zhengde was not the blood of the bones of the late emperor. He immediately reported the news and then rushed to inspect the development of muskets of the Fire Master Yasan and others.

Yang Ling said that the principle of adding rifle to the barrel and using the bullet rotation to generate centrifugal force to accelerate the range can be understood by the Fire Master Yasanyi, but it will be troublesome to implement it.

First of all, the quality of the barrel was not up to standard. Later, the extremely costly stainless steel was used. After the experiment, hundreds of steel barrels were scrapped, we roughly got some clues. However, the process was too troublesome at that time, so the gun was made of a higher cost than a steel-covered knife.

Another group of craftsmen were responsible for developing bullets that fired guns and bullets, but they made great progress. The modified launch device was very clever and used post-filling bullets.

Because Yang Ling mentioned the iron warhead, the bullet body did not have the corresponding stamping machine tool, and it was very difficult to make it by hand. The craftsmen used paper shells to take on the gunpowder carrier, used the mixture of flint and sulfur as "cannons", pulled the trigger, the ignition hammer fell, and fired the gunpowder inside the bullet. The bullets were shot out.

At the same time, the warhead no longer uses beaded projectiles, but uses a cone shape. The above imitation bow and arrows are added with triangular grooves, which increases the range by nearly ten feet, but the lethality is increased by more than 30%. Moreover, the firing rate is several times faster than that of an ordinary flintlock rifle, which is almost the same as the firing rate of the bow and arrow.

The disadvantage of its ground is that its range is closer than that of bows and arrows, but although the accuracy is poor, it is stronger than that of the projected arrows. The most important thing is that Yang Ling instructed them to continuously test the ratio of gunpowder and have tried to produce better gunpowder, saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal powder in a ratio of about 7.5:1.5:1, and its explosion effect is the best.

This resulted in the explosion that had a large impact, and the smoke and dirt produced was less. It would be unnecessary to wipe the barrel of about 60 to 80 bullets in a row. No matter how good the archer was, he was unable to shoot twenty sharp arrows in a row. Therefore, as long as the troops of both sides approached, with the protection and cooperation of other troops, the third row of round-rotation shooting of the musket team would be an irresistible nightmare.

However, the problem of holding the air in the rear-loaded musket has not been solved. It has poor stability and sometimes it will emit a smelly smell. Yang Ling made a quick decision and immediately ran to study the rifle. The blue eyes that had been studied had turned into red eyes, and his hair stood upright. He completely forgot that God is the old man, Ya San, also pulled the paper shell gun and the back-loading gun development team, and told him to develop it with all his might first. As for the rifle gun, it must be studied, but it is not in a hurry.

Before Yangling thought that before the supporting industries such as steel training, machine tools, precision instruments, etc. had reached the corresponding scientific and technological productivity, it was unrealistic to force the development of more advanced firearms. He was not a universal engineer. Since it could not be solved, let it go for the time being. This technology can still be studied. I believe it will also promote the development of other jobs. However, it should not be used as the main research direction.

When Yang Ling was a child, he saw a friend living in an army compound holding a sharp military stab with a blood groove, showing off his flare. Yang Ling was very sensible and took a set of villain books on "The Investiture of the Gods". After a trick, he deceived the little fat man's earth-stinging army stab. Unfortunately, after only two days of playing with it, he was asked back by the little fat man's father and the fat battalion commander.

Now seeing the initial musket. Yang Ling remembered the beautifully shaped military baton that could bleed and kill people. He once proposed to add a bayonet, but the musket was clumsy than the long spear and the sabre. In the modern world, both sides insisted on using muskets, a few simple provocations, thrusts, and stabs can kill people. In front of the opponents with cold weapons, muskets and military batons were pure nonsense.

Yang Yiqing just made a few simple demonstration actions with a knife, and Yang Ling gave up the idea and decided to use a waist knife for each musketeer. At the same time, he was equipped with cavalry and guards to jointly fight during combat.

Yang Ling walked out of the research and development courtyard, stood in the warm sunshine, looking at the village at the foot of the mountain, and felt a little regretful. Unfortunately, the Fire Master Yasan did not know artillery. In addition to knowing that the structure of shells is similar to modern bullets, he knew nothing about the principle of artillery. Otherwise, now he had more powerful gunpowder, and if he made artillery with greater lethality, he would definitely be invincible on the battlefield.

He took a breath and thought: "I heard from the Fire Master Yasan that their country has developed a rear-mounted artillery. If he could get a research and research, he would definitely be able to build a more powerful firearm with the skillful hands of these craftsmen. Unfortunately, the journey is long, and I have never heard of a Folang machine gun ship coming to Central Earth to harass him."

"Architecture..." Yang Ling suddenly remembered the three-stand-ground small steel cannons used by Japanese people in anti-Japanese films. He also thought of grenades, these should be weapons that are easy to manufacture, easy to carry, but much more powerful than ordinary muskets.

When he was in Jimingyi, he had seen equipment similar to modern grenades, but the shape was too large and he could only use top-down throwing. Moreover, the gunpowder explosion power was insufficient, so the iron shell could not be used.

Now there is powerful gunpowder. If you make a tortoise-shaped melon-style grenade that is easy to crack, it is difficult to use it for individual soldiers to attack cities and villages. However, in the wild, the huge lethality of the land will definitely resist the powerful Mongolian cavalry. The huge sound waves generated by the explosion can scare Mongolian war horses that have not been edified by modern artillery fire. As long as their troops are in chaos, the advantage of the cavalry will disappear...

When Yang Ling thought of this, he excitedly wanted to turn around and go back to express his ideas to the Fire Master Yasan and the others, but just took a few steps and felt that they had already put a lot of effort into developing paper-shell gun bullets. They might as well wait until they have achieved results before giving them a new goal.

Yang Ling stopped, walked along the gable with his hands on his back for a few steps. Suddenly, he saw Wu Jie's door open in the distance. A scholar in green robe flashed out, turned around and said something to Wu Jie who was out, then bowed his hand and walked towards the gate.

Yang Ling recognized that the man was Cheng Qiyun dressed in men, and couldn't help but feel moved. What did Cheng Qiyun go up the mountain to do? Yang Ling accelerated a few steps, chased him from the side, and barely walked to the door, blocking Cheng Qiyun.

When Cheng Qiyun saw Yang Ling, a little surprised appeared on her face. She hesitated for a moment before she stepped forward and smiled dryly: "I have met the adults."

Yang Ling's eyes were fixed and he said, "Why are you... going up the mountain? The snowy mountain road is not easy to walk, and there are men in the army..."

Cheng Qiyun's panicked expression had disappeared. She calmed down and smiled softly and said, "I was bored in the mansion. Seeing that the sun was very warm today, I went up the mountain to take a walk. He is the second-tier head of the inner factory. I can't know nothing about my yamen, right? Haha, haha..."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "I have neglected this. Where have I been? Didn't the big guy accompany you around? But do you want me to accompany you to see?"

Cheng Qiyun was a little flattered, but when she looked up, she saw Yang Ling with some cautious gaze. She thought of something, and Qingqing couldn't help but feel annoyed between her eyebrows.

She bit her lip, and two neat rows of white jade-like teeth were exposed as she cherry lips rose and closed, and suddenly she said softly: "Thank you, sir, I am just walking around everywhere. Don't you want to go out of the city to release food? sir, I'm slow to go back to the mansion to wait for you first."

After saying that, Cheng Qiyun smiled at him, and the water color made her look pitiful. She was so light and her smile was dazzling in the sun. She was actually a long-lost charm.

With Yang Ling's mistaken skill, Cheng Qiyun raised her eyebrows, glanced at him quickly, and went down the mountain.

Cheng Qiyun passed by Yang Ling. Although she was dressed as a man, she deliberately walked in the gait of a woman. Her waist was slender and her figure was graceful. When she looked at her eyes, she looked very moved. Wherever she passed, a faint fragrance spread slightly. Even Yang Ling felt a little nervous and had a big thought!

Yang Ling looked at her back in shock. This woman usually looks completely harmless. But if she is willing to seduce her, with her beauty, charm, scheming, and methods, she can be unmoved. There are really few men. Could it be that Wu Jie, who is in his life, cannot resist her temptation?

Yang Ling wanted to ask Wu Jie. He felt it was a little difficult to speak out. He hesitated for a while. He remembered that Zhengde came to visit that day and threatened him with his sword. Cheng Qiyun cried and finally sighed slightly and walked down the mountain behind her.

Cheng Qiyun walked to the corner of the slope and glanced back slightly. Seeing Yang Ling slowly following behind her, she turned her head with a smile and said slowly: "Little enemies, you are working hard for you. It's okay if you are not considerate, but you have to suspicion that you are flirting with me. Humph! What you owe me, sooner or later... I want you to pay back everything to me sooner or later."

She kicked a stone away hatefully, but she slid down on the ground. Cheng Qiyun patted the ground hatefully, but the ice and snow tentacles became cold and hurriedly shrank back. At this moment, Yang Ling had already walked to her side and stretched out her hand with a smile.

Cheng Qiyun glanced at him, turned her head angrily, and said, "Don't you suspect that I seduced Old Man Wu? Why don't you ask me clearly?"

Yang Ling laughed and said, "No wonder I, who told you..., haha, but I figured it out, you can't do this with a girl's talent and vision?"

Cheng Qiyun turned around and looked at him in surprise. She felt excited for a moment. With Yang Ling's words, all her hard work and efforts were worth it.

She broke her jade and was slightly wrong, and she was dancing with her heart. She happily stretched out a hand to Yang Ling. Yang Ling held her soft little hand and lifted her up. She said inappropriately: "If a girl had the intention to cling to her, she would not be so law-abiding in front of the emperor that day, so even if you want to seduce, you will not seduce Mr. Wu, sorry."

Cheng Qiyun didn't get angry when she heard this. She shook Yang Ling's hand hard and said angrily: "You...you...you...you...you...you...you intentionally? Am I so utilitarian? You must have benefits before you can treat others sincerely?"

She turned around and walked away with hatred, but her feet were in a hurry. The pair of deer-skinned velvet boots slipped and fell to the ground again. A stone was hitting her butt, and tears were overflowing.

Yang Ling walked over with a faint smile in his eyes. Cheng Qiyun saw the smile in his eyes and felt sad for a moment, and said bitterly: "I want to go home, I want to go back to the south. You and me can't get along, and even this snow bullies me."

Yang Ling smiled and pulled her up and said, "The mountain road is slippery, and I fell down when I went up the mountain. Why bother to take your anger with others? Come on, I'll pull you down the mountain, uh... Anyway, I'm free all the way, so why bother tell me what to do with Mr. Wu?"

Cheng Qiyun was just pulled up by him, and after hearing his words, she couldn't help laughing. A faint smile on her cheek flashed and then she quickly curled her smile and glanced at him with a pretty face, "No, I can't do anything in your eyes, either I want to seduce a child or seduce an old man. If you have a trick, maybe a long sword will be put on the neck, and I will all call you what you shouldn't say."
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