I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Fang Xiu replied: "Fire guns."

"Musket..."

Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback, and there was a hint of trance in his eyes.

A picture could not help but emerge in my mind.

A spear with a flame burning in front.

Listening to the name, it doesn't feel very powerful.

"It's a bit late today, tomorrow morning, I will take His Majesty to hunt..."

Fang Xiu looked at the little empress and said slowly, "Use a musket."

Moonlight shines through the window into the house.

There were a few cooing birdsong outside.

Wu Mingkong and Fang Xiu looked at each other, and when they saw his eyes, a feeling suddenly arose.

Like this moment.

There is no barrier between her and him.

At the same time, Wu Mingkong suddenly realized that what Fang Xiu was about to show her was most likely his biggest trump card.

"Okay."

Wu Mingkong felt warm in his heart, with a peaceful smile on his face, and began to look forward to hunting tomorrow in his heart.

[Emotion value +10000]

A cold beep sounded.

[-] emotional points?

Fang Xiu was a little surprised.

But when I think about it, I feel normal again.

A girl with a sensitive mind like the little empress could easily detect how frankly Fang Xiu was treating her at this moment.

Fang Xiu stopped talking, picked up a piece of beef with a smile, and put it near the little empress' mouth.

It was "ah woo" and took it away in one gulp.

Wu Mingkong felt the taste from his taste buds, and his eyes quickly bent into crescents.

Eat and drink well.

Fang Xiu and Wu Mingkong returned to their respective rooms, and soon fell asleep in a peaceful environment.

Day two.

Behind the mountain, somewhere in the woods.

Wu Mingkong looked at the fire stick engraved with a golden dragon pattern in his hand, his expression was a little dazed.

"Is this a musket?"

The more she looked, the more she felt that Fang Xiu was playing with her.

Apart from the more refined shape, what is the difference between this thing and a fire stick?

"Dog traitor! Bullying me again!"

Wu Mingkong looked menacing, holding a fire stick, and made a gesture of throwing it at Fang Xiu!

Fang Xiu took a step back and stopped her with his hand: "Your Majesty, calm down!"

Wu Mingkong stared at him, humming: "Hurry up and take out the gun!"

Fang Xiu felt a little helpless, and said, "Your Majesty is holding a gun."

Seeing that Fang Xiu's expression didn't look like he was joking.

Wu Mingkong was stunned for a moment, then looked at the fire stick in his hand again, and asked in a questioning tone: "Can this thing kill enemies a hundred steps away?"

In the next second, she seemed to have discovered something, and said with a snort:

"It's empty inside!"

"Is it possible to pretend that the arrow is missing?"

With that said, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at his own head and looked inside.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu felt a little funny, reached out and took the musket, and said:

"Your Majesty, I will teach you how to use it."

As Fang Xiu said, he took out a bag from his arms, poured some gunpowder into the muzzle of the gun, and stuffed it with a small piece of cloth.

Immediately afterwards, he took out another iron pellet, stuffed it in, took out a wooden stick, and poked it in.

Wu Mingkong watched from the side, his brows gradually furrowed, and he whispered:

"It seems a bit troublesome."

Fang Xiu glanced at her and explained: "I seldom use this musket, and I am not very skilled in the movements, but trained soldiers can quickly finish loading the ammunition."

Wu Mingkong's face revealed a sudden look, and he stopped talking.

Fang Xiu continued to tinker, feeling that it was almost done.

He raised his musket and aimed at the small sapling not far away.

Then, pull the trigger.

boom!

A blast.

The small sapling not far away was broken by the middle and hit the ground.

When Wu Mingkong saw this scene, his child's hole shrank rapidly, and his mouth opened slightly, a little unbelievable.

"This musket can actually kill enemies a hundred paces away!"

After a brief shock.

The little empress fell into deep thought again.

"It looks a bit similar to a slingshot, it shoots iron pellets."

"However, muskets are more accurate and have a longer range."

"It seems to be very simple to operate, at least it doesn't require any effort!"

this moment.

Wu Mingkong thought a lot, and after a while he calmed down, looked at Fang Xiu, and said:

"Can you give me your gun for fun?"

Fang Xiu smiled and said, "This is for His Majesty."

Wu Mingkong reached out to take the musket, looked at Fang Xiu, with a strong thirst for knowledge in his eyes, and asked, "Can you explain the principle to me?"

"It's too complicated, and His Majesty won't understand it even after hearing it."

Fang Xiu said with an inscrutable look.

Wu Mingkong looked him up and down, raised his eyebrows, and said:

"You don't know it yourself, do you?"

"..."

Fang Xiu glanced at her, but did not answer.

In fact.

He really doesn't know.

The flintlock blueprint is a lottery.

Fang Xiu glanced at it and found it a bit complicated, so he left it to Daji and asked her to take full responsibility.

It took Daji a whole month to study the drawings, select the location of the factory, and recruit a large number of craftsmen.

In the middle, Fang Xiu almost didn't ask any questions other than exchanging emotional value for blueprints to improve metallurgical technology.

after that.

once in a while.

Daji reported to Fang Xiu the production progress of the flintlock gun.

Due to technical limitations, this thing can only be produced by hand, which is not efficient.

If you want to mass-produce, you can only fill it with the number of people.

In any case, as of today, more than 3 flintlock guns have been stored in the warehouse to equip the new army, and there is no problem.

aside.

Seeing that Fang Xiu didn't speak, Wu Mingkong pretended to be surprised with a smile on his brows and said:

"Really don't know?"

"Didn't you just say that it's too complicated, so I'm afraid I won't understand it?"

"I always thought Fang Xiang knew everything."

"I didn't expect... um..."

In the middle of speaking, Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and pinched his little face.

"Hmm... traitor... umm... let me go..."

Fang Xiu looked at her expressionlessly, let go of his hand, and said calmly:

"If your majesty is still acting weird, don't blame Xiangfu and teach your majesty a lesson."

Wu Mingkong stared at him, and said angrily, "How dare you!"

"Why don't you dare?"

Without further ado, Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and patted her butt with neither light nor heavy force.

Snapped!

[Emotion value +5000]

"you!"

The little empress obviously didn't expect that Fang Xiu would actually do it, and hit that kind of place.

Pretty face flushed, she glared at him, and said angrily, "Try another one!"

Snapped!

Fang Xiu clicked again.

A tingling feeling came.

Wu Mingkong blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "Try hitting ten more times!"

Fang Xiu glanced at her with strange eyes, and said, "Why do you feel that His Majesty seems to be very happy?"

"Pooh!"

Wu Mingkong said angrily: "You think everyone is as perverted as you!"

With a snort, she turned her head away from looking at his weird eyes.

Holding a flintlock gun, he hummed, "Hurry up and teach me how to play with a gun!"

"Load the ammo first."

Fang Xiu reached out to take the flintlock gun, and followed the previous procedure again.

After handing it over to the little empress, she reminded:

"When aiming, the muzzle cannot point at people."

"After aiming, pull the trigger."