On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Alas, what misfortune for this family.

Gu Beichen stood between his parents, with a loving mother on one side and a strict father on the other. He felt mixed emotions and was in a dilemma, finding it difficult to make a decision.

The servant in a blue hoodie stepped forward tremblingly to pour tea for Gu Yunting. Seeing his master's furious look, he was filled with fear. His hands trembled and he lost his balance, so the tea spilled out.

Seeing this, Gu Yunting was furious. He picked up the teapot on the table and threw it in his face without mercy!

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the teapot shattered.

"Ah!! Wuuuuuu!" The servant was scalded by the boiling tea and screamed in agony. He rolled on the ground in great pain.

Gu Yunting shouted angrily, "You useless piece of shit! You can't even make a cup of tea properly, what's the point of keeping you here? Come on, drag me out and beat me to death!"

"Yes!" The servants on both sides moved at the sound, roughly lifted up the boy, and dragged him staggeringly out the door.

Gu Beichen saw this scene and although he felt sorry for it, he didn't say anything.

The poor servant was beaten into a pulp as soon as he entered the mansion.

Gu Yunting picked up the teacup again and took a sip before asking, "Hmm? Beichen, didn't you say there was some bad news? What bad news?"

"Uh... I'm afraid the Lian family will be raided."

"puff!!!"

Gu Yunting spat out a mouthful of tea and then coughed violently: "Cough cough cough cough, didn't Lin Zhen go to his house to cause trouble? Why did he raid his house!?"

Gu Beichen gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Zhen said that Lian Qiang's house is extremely luxurious, comparable to the imperial palace. His Majesty is furious and has already sent people to investigate. It seems that the corruption can no longer be concealed."

"Why did Lin Zhen bring up the Lian family for no reason?"

"I brought up the Lian family in order to punish Lin Zhen."

"You..." Gu Yunting started rolling his eyes before he could finish his words. Seeing this, Gu Beichen quickly hugged him.

"Father! Father!"

"Someone! Call a doctor!"

......

Lin Zhen gently told Yue Wu to go back to her room to rest first, while he himself immersed himself in the tranquility of the study, his pen moving like wind and leaving marks on the paper.

He needs to improve the crossbows of this era.

Admittedly, Lin Zhen knew very little about the military strategies and tactics used on ancient battlefields, but he had a simple truth firmly rooted in his heart: the sharpness of the weapon is the scale that determines victory or defeat on the battlefield.

There is also a saying: A clever person is not as good as a good tool.

In this era without the roar of muskets, bows and crossbows are the only way to win at a long distance.

However, the power of the crossbows of the Daqian Dynasty was really disappointing. Only in close combat could the arrows barely penetrate the enemy's armor. Once the distance was a little far, it was like child's play and it was difficult to cause substantial damage to the enemy.

This was a problem with the elasticity of the leather ropes, and although Lin Zhen was well aware of this, he had no good solution. To completely solve this problem, he had to ship rubber from Southeast Asia, but the cost was too high to be feasible on a large scale.

So the first thing he thought of was to modify the bed crossbow and the eight-ox crossbow.

These two giants were formidable, for they were not equipped with bows and arrows, but with siege hammers, the kind that could be shot and nailed to the city walls, allowing soldiers to climb up the towers.

The Eight Ox Crossbows are not widely used now and are only used during sieges. Lin Zhen plans to make simple modifications to them, reducing the number of people operating them from four to two. This will increase their shooting frequency without affecting their power, just like giving wings to a giant beast on the battlefield.

Imagine the enemy cavalry rushing towards us like a tide, while our troops are lined up in a row at the front line, using the improved eight-ox crossbows as spears and crossbows as shields...

Maybe it would be a one-sided massacre.

The Eight Oxen Crossbow was strung by manpower. Four people pulled the ox-tendon rope and used inertia to shoot the siege chisel out. Lin Zhen directly changed it to hand-cranked stringing.

A joystick is set above the Eight Ox Crossbow, similar to the steering wheel of a fixed artillery in later generations. The tendon is stretched backwards through the joystick, and then the siege chisel is put up. In this way, two people can operate it, and the frequency is higher.

However, such delicate things require skilled craftsmen to make, and in order to ensure long-term use, a layer of iron slurry needs to be poured on the outside.

After designing the Eight Ox Crossbow, Lin Zhen began to design bows and arrows. He planned to try making a compound bow.

Don't even think about carbon materials, as they were only available after several industrial revolutions. They can only be replaced by wood with better elasticity.

But after drawing for a while, Lin Zhen remembered that a pulley system alone was not something that could be easily made, so he redesigned the recurve bow.

The advantage of this bow and arrow is that it is more powerful than traditional bows and arrows, and is also lighter and more convenient. It can be considered an upgrade to traditional bows and arrows.

I'll think about the compound bow in detail after I deal with the Qian-Chu war in three months.

Throughout the afternoon, Lin Zhen seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope, deeply immersed in the world he had built for himself, unaware that time was passing quietly, until the last ray of sunset in the sky shyly hid in the embrace of the mountain, announcing the arrival of dusk.

At this time, Huanbi and Qingwen walked into the study one after another, each holding a tray full of hot meals, adding a touch of warm life to this quiet space.

Qingwen's face still showed a strong contempt. She thought Lin Zhen was an unreliable and stinky man. He was still obsessed with Huanbi yesterday, but in the blink of an eye he had found someone else.

On the other hand, Huanbi didn't have so many thoughts. On the contrary, after Qingwen revealed the secret, she felt relieved and was no longer angry.

So, she walked lightly to the table, gently placed the food neatly, and carefully handed the chopsticks to Lin Zhen. Every detail revealed a kind of detached indifference and calmness: "Prince, please eat first."

Qingwen snorted coldly, "Humph, why are you so nice to him? Seriously, even though you serve him diligently every day, you don't seem to do anything more than me!"

Huanbi gave Qingwen a look, meaning, "Stop talking, or the prince will be angry."

Lin Zhen would not argue with the little girl. He picked up his chopsticks, took a quick bite, and prepared to continue his own work. Huanbi said, "Sir, Lord Liu is here and is talking to the lady in her room."

"Liu Hanyang? Why is he here again?"

Huanbi looked embarrassed: "After all, he is the lady's father. If he wants to come in, we can't stop him."

"Heh, I guess they're plotting something again. Send someone to keep an eye on them."

Liu Hanyang has been completely reduced to rock bottom. Not only has the construction of his family's house been left unfinished and his business been sealed off, but all his children have been exiled to varying degrees. Even he himself is hated by everyone in the court, and it is estimated that he will be demoted to the local area in a few days.

The reason he came to Liu Shuyao was simply to place his hopes on his daughter, hoping that she could help him again.

Little did he know that Lin Zhen had no intention of letting this old guy live.

Damn it, I get angry whenever I talk about this.

The Liu family received great favors from the Lin family, but Liu Hanyang not only did not think of repaying the favor, but also joined forces with the Lin family's political opponents to bring down the Lin family.

What are you waiting for if you don't kill this traitorous bastard right away?

It’s just that Lin Zhen doesn’t have the time to do it right now, so he’ll settle the matter after the Qian-Chu war is over.

Lin Zhen finished his meal quickly, and Huanbi carefully wiped away the remaining soup from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, her movements gentle and delicate.

At this moment, Lin Zhen suddenly reached out and unexpectedly held her still warm hand, his eyes gleaming with tenderness: "I was wrong yesterday, I'll make it up to you today."

Huanbi's hands trembled slightly, like a frightened deer, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes: "Sir, what are you talking about..."

After saying this, she looked guiltily at Qingwen beside her, who was giving her a slightly teasing look with a slightly raised corner of her mouth.

Seeing this, Lin Zhen smiled and said, "Didn't I promise you yesterday..."

Before he could finish his words, Huanbi hurriedly covered his mouth with her hand. Her cheeks instantly turned red, as if she had been burned. She quickly covered her face and fled the scene.