Chapter 449 is not easy

  Feng Yong would definitely not admit to the feudalism of the big Han.

  But the crux of the problem is, does the prime minister of the Han Dynasty need evidence if he wants to suspect a local turtle? Do you need to admit it?

  Feng Yong looked outside, and now it has begun to fall. It is the time when the autumn tiger is rampant, the sun is in full bloom, and there is no sign of frost, let alone snow.

   had no choice but to sigh, and promised the prime minister to give the chicken feathers he collected to the prime minister's wife for free.

  Of course, he will never give away the duck feathers.

   "One more thing, Xijun said that you promised her to compensate her for a season of autumn silkworms, and now it's autumn, where are your silkworms?"

   "Oh, I forgot about this matter. But before I came out, I had already taught my disciples the method. Then please ask your wife to go to Zhuangzi to get it."

  Feng Yong scratched his head, thinking, isn't it just a few silkworm seeds, what a big deal? Here you are.

  At the same time, I despise a certain prime minister in my heart. After all, you are also the prime minister of a big man. Thousands of miles away, you still want to ask for debts for your wife in private? Rake your ears!

  Zhuge Liang naturally didn't know what Feng Tubie was thinking.

  Although he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help raising his brows when he saw Feng Yong say so lightly that he asked his little gentleman to go directly to Zhuangzi to get silkworm eggs.

   "You really can hatch silkworms in autumn?"

   "It's a simple matter."

  In autumn, if you want to coax silkworms out of their eggs, you have to put silkworm eggs in a low temperature environment for a few days.

   Refrigeration requires the use of nitrate.

  The old stove soil in the kitchen, as well as the surrounding soil that has been composted for at least one or two years, or the soil scraped from the root of the composted wall, is the most convenient for nitrate refining.

  The soil nitration method in the countryside is very simple.

  There is often a layer of fluffy white mold at the base of the wall of the rural hut, which is the naturally precipitated nitrate.

  When I was young, I often scraped it off, mixed it with finely ground charcoal, and kept it carefully.

   During the holidays, I would pick up silent firecrackers, pour out the gunpowder inside, and then mix it with homemade powder. It was very refreshing to play.

  Of course, there are also greedy people who mix too little gunpowder and add too much powder, resulting in non-ignition, that is, want to cry but have no tears.

   is actually the principle of black powder.

  Although time travel does not engage in gunpowder, it is a fake rabbit.

   But there are not enough materials, and there is no grandfather with a white beard with him, and there is no system that can upgrade with a "ding" and then open permissions to let you buy, buy, buy, and buy. What do you use for gunpowder?

   Only charcoal is not a problem.

   If it is nitrated, it used to be a problem.

   That is to say, when you have a little power and a little manpower, you can get the real solution.

  Even if the soil nitrate produced by the breeding industry is not enough, there are actually a large number of nitrate holes in the mountains of Hanzhong, Sichuan, and Yunnan.

  With the power and manpower in hand, as long as you are willing to send a large number of people to look for it, it should take some time and you should be able to find it.

   At most, it will take more effort to have someone dig out the nitrate inside and refine it.

   But where to find large amounts of sulfur?

  Feng Yong couldn’t think of any sulfur mines in the territory of Dahan today—I remember that the geography books of later generations only said that there were sulfur mines in Daxijiang.

  As for the industrial extraction method... Feng Yong can only lament once again that he is not a chemistry major.

   And I heard that most of the industrial chemicals containing sulfur are poisonous.

  At the beginning of this kind of thing, you must start by yourself first, and no one else can help you at all.

   It can’t be said that if you haven’t done it for a year or two, your body will have various abnormalities due to inhaling too much sulfide.

   For example, hair loss, loose teeth, etc., in case of lung cancer and liver cancer, it will be the second time traveler who is too advanced in knowledge and tricks to death.

   The first one is Senior Wang.

   Besides, even if the materials are complete, the power of the black powder produced is not too powerful—the explosive power of explosives commonly used in later generations is more than ten times that of black powder.

   Otherwise, could it be that Nobel was full to develop powerful explosives?

  The ordinary explosive packs activated by detonators in later generations of film and television works contain yellow explosives, also called TNT, which are not the same thing as black powder.

  If black powder wants to have the same power as an ordinary explosive bag, it is estimated that it will take the amount of a car, and it must be packed tightly.

  Small packets of black powder are used to blow up something nice and frightening—or use it to strike thunder and do some miracles or something.

  If black powder wants to produce a certain effect, it can only use the quantity to accumulate its power.

  The manpower, material resources, and materials used in this process have increased geometrically. With the current appearance of a big man, with the power of the whole country for a few years, basically all of them will be used up once bombing a big city.

   And it may not be able to achieve the effect, because you have to bury tons of black powder under the walls of others.

   As for engaging in powerful explosives, let alone.

   Firstly, Feng Yong did not major in chemical engineering, so he did not have that amount of knowledge.

  Secondly, he doesn’t think he has the aura of being immune to death like Nobel—during the experiment of nitroglycerin explosives, Nobel’s younger brother was killed, and several assistants were also killed, and he survived alone.

   Even in the various explosions later, Nobel was able to escape death every time.

   Isn’t this a death-free halo?

  In layman's terms, this kind of person is hard-fated.

  Standing under the tree, when the sky thundered, he was unscathed when others were killed by the thunder.

  So for black powder, Feng Yong's attitude is: do it if you have the materials, save as much as you can, but don't force it.

   "How many silkworms can hatch?"

  Zhuge Liang asked with concern again.

   Feng Yong glanced at Zhuge Liang and knew what he was thinking.

   "As long as it is a silkworm egg, it can be hatched, but it may not be able to hatch. This method cannot be popularized among the people at present, and at most it can be used by wealthy families."

  Just for several days of continuous refrigeration, the nitrate needed is not a small amount. This is not just scraping some soil from the corner of the hut.

   How many people in the big man know how to refine the nitrate process?

  Feng Yong's family is the only one involved in the process of refrigerating silkworm eggs for the winter.

   Besides, there is no such thing as a thermometer nowadays, and cooling depends entirely on feeling.

   Later generations will have special cooling equipment such as refrigerators, and there is a certain failure rate in doing this! What's more, Feng Yong's extensive approach.

  So the failure rate of silkworm hatching in autumn is unprecedentedly high.

  But as long as you have the heart, you can find a way to make them produce more eggs when the spring silk moths are laying eggs, so you don't have to worry about not having enough silkworm eggs.

  But for ordinary people, if this method fails, all the manpower, material resources, money and food consumed during the period from nitrate production to silkworm hatching will all be in vain.

   What can the people in Guizhou, who have just had enough to eat, afford?

  When Feng Yonggang returned to Jincheng from Hanzhong and promised Huang Yueying to compensate her for a season of autumn silkworms, there were people under his command who wanted money and silkworm eggs.

   Moreover, in terms of using nitrate, those who followed Feng Yong also piled up manure for more than a year, and Feng Yong also asked Zhao Guang and others to try their best to help.

   Just like that, he also worked on it for a long time and recorded a bunch of test conditions before barely testing it out.

  Since the people can’t do this for the time being, it’s not considered a major national event.

  So, Feng Yong has no plans to announce this method for the time being.

  The big families are not as cheap as the internal brothers of Xinghanhui.

   At that time, silkworm eggs will be supplied in a centralized manner, with one price internally and one external price.

   Do you want love!

  Anyway, silk brocade is a luxury, if it is missing, it will not have much impact on the lives of the people, so what are you afraid of?

  As for the matter of earning foreign exchange through foreign trade in Shu Brocade—I donated so many things before and after, which one is not related to the people's livelihood?

  Who doesn't know that the imperial court has money and food in hand? Still need to stare at the income of the Shu brocade all day long?

   And it’s not that the income of the court has been reduced, it’s just that it hasn’t increased your income.

   You can’t always point at me to squeeze the wool!

  It is not easy for me to make some money.

  Zhuge Liang clearly understood what Feng Yong said.

  Although he had heard this statement from his own Xijun a long time ago, but at this time Feng Yong confirmed it again. Although he was a little disappointed at the moment, he didn't say anything more.

   Coming out of Zhuge Liang, Feng Yong saw that it was still early, so he went to the place where he used to live in the city and took a look at Eshun.

   This guy Eshun has good vitality. In just a few days, he can throw away his crutches and try to walk two steps by himself.

  It seems that his recovery time will be faster than estimated, and the plan of Ping Ding Yue Jun will not be delayed.

Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction, and said to Eshun, "I have some good news for you. I have inquired about it. After Gao Ding's wife and children were captured, they were kept in the army by the prime minister. They were not harmed. You can see them in a few days."

  Eshun listened, with a grateful expression on his ugly face, he forced himself to stand up and bowed, "I thank Feng Langjun for his help."

  Feng Yong waved his hand, "It doesn't have to be like this. I will do my best to help you do what I promised you, but don't forget what you promised me."

   "The villain dare not forget a little bit."

   "That's it." Feng Yong nodded, "Actually, I came this time to ask you about someone."

   "Feng Langjun, please tell me."

   "Li Qiucheng from Yuejun County, have you ever heard of it?"

   "This person is a barbarian from the Dongqu Department of Suqi County, Yuejun."

  Although Eshun was a little surprised why Feng Yong mentioned such a person, he still answered honestly.

   "Dongqu Department of Suqi County?" Feng Yong frowned a little, "Is this department considered a big clan in Yuejun County?"

Eshun nodded and replied, "Yuejun was originally honored by the tribe of King Gao, and there are several major tribes under it. One is the Zhuoma tribe in the north, which is the most brave; the other is the Dongqu tribe of Suqi County, whose head is Dongfeng. , Dongfeng's wife is the daughter of King Yanniu of Hanjia County."

"So the Dongqu Department of Yuejun County and the Yanniu Department of Hanjia County echo each other, and the momentum is great. Dongfeng, the governor of Dongqubu, has two brave generals under his command. One is his younger brother Dongkaiqu, who is fierce and sturdy. , and the second is Li Qiucheng, who has a violent nature and loves to kill."

   "These two are not only people in the clan, but people from other clans are also afraid of them."

  Dongfeng, Dongkaiqu, and Li Qiucheng from the Dongqu Department.

  Feng Yong silently wrote down this information.

   Then he asked again, "Who is in charge of the horse catcher? How is he?"

   "The Yi king of the Zhuoma tribe is called Wei Lang. He has always been a man of faith, and he is deeply respected by the tribe."

   "Are there any other tribes in Yuejun County that need attention?"

   "There is another one, the handsome Lang Cen from Dingchi County, who is also well-known among the tribes."

   Eshun knows everything.

  Feng Yong finally felt at this moment that having a person who was familiar with the place was really reassuring.

"I'm not going to hide it from you. After the prime minister pacified Yuejun County and went south, Gong Lu, the prefect who stayed in Yuejun, was killed by Li Qiucheng. I thought Li Qiucheng was the head of the clan, but I didn't expect it to be just the commander of the Dongqu tribe. In this way, the Dongqu tribe must have surrendered and rebelled."

Feng Yong looked at Eshun, "The Prime Minister will soon let me lead the troops to pacify Yuejun. I originally intended that I didn't want to cause more killings. Therefore, I want Gao Ding's wife and children to go with me to see if I can recall Gao Ding's old department. At the same time, it is also easy to use Gao Ding's prestige during his lifetime to recruit the barbarians from Yuejun County."

  Worry appeared on Eshun's face when he heard it.

   "Feng Langjun, barbarian people value warriors and love to fight. King Gao's orphan and widow, how can he convince those tribal leaders? Doesn't Feng Langjun's actions make King Gao's wife and children bullied?"

   "Don't worry, I'm just borrowing Gao Ding's name, and I will never let anyone hurt Gao Ding's wife and children."

  Feng Yong explained, "It's really a headache for Yue Jun to flatten people and turn back again. I'm not very familiar with Yue Jun, so I thought, if I bring them along, it's better than my eyes being black."

   "No!" Eshun stood up abruptly, and then he saw Feng Yong narrowed his eyes, panicked, and quickly apologized, "The villain was a little anxious just now, please see Feng Langjun."

"you say."

  Feng Yong looked at Eshun for a long time, and saw that Eshun was a little flustered, and he spoke slowly after a long time.

   "If Feng Langjun really wants to use Gao Dawang's wife and children to go to Yuejun to recruit the old tribe, the villain has a request."

   "Let's talk and listen."

   "Please ask Feng Langjun to let the villain **** him. The villain is well-known in Yuejun. Those tribal leaders always want to give the villain some face."

   Eshun had a slight begging on his face.

"Can."

  Feng Yong thought deeply for a while before uttering a word.

   Eshun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Feng Lang."

Feng Yong looked at Eshun and smiled calmly, "But you must keep in mind one thing. This time I went to Yuejun with me to recruit those barbarians. If someone wants to use Gao Ding's wife and children as monsters, then No wonder I'm cruel."

  Eshun shuddered when he heard it.

  Obviously, the most ruthless targets of this famous ghost king in Nanzhong must include Gao Dawang's wife and children.

   Regardless of the injuries on his body, he knelt down and said heavily, "The villain understands Feng Langjun's meaning!"

   "Okay. I'll just trust you for now. Eshun, this is the first time you have followed me to do business. Whether the life of Gao Ding's wife and children will be good or bad in the future depends on how things are handled this time."

  Feng Yong helped Eshun up and asked him to sit down before he spoke.

   "The villain will live up to Feng Langjun's expectations."

   Eshun gritted his teeth.

   "That's it. You should rest at ease and recover from your injuries first, and try to recover quickly. Don't go to Yuejun when the time comes, and drag yourself down because of your injuries."

   "Yes, the villain understands."

  Feng Yonglue nodded, and went to the next door to find Fan A, and told him to use all the precious medicinal materials that he could use, as long as he could recover as soon as possible.

   Then he took the steps out of the city gate again and returned to the camp.

  Now Zhao Guang and Wang Xun are two people who were appointed as Yamen generals by the prime minister during the Southern Expedition, and they are already figures in the army.

Although Li Yi and Yang Wanwan are the left and right Sima of the Yizhou Diannong school lieutenant, but a few days ago they served as a food transport officer to deliver food to the army of the Southern Expedition, and were temporarily appointed by the prime minister as the subordinate supervisor. in office.

  These four returned to the army, and they were not allowed to wander around without orders.

  Only Feng Yong has several titles on his body, such as Lieutenant of Diannong, Chancellor of Hanzhong Metallurgy, Adviser Doctor, etc., but none of them is a military post.

   And these titles are not small. Except for Zhuge Liang, no one in the army can control where he wanders in name.

  So he wanted to pack up his things when the sun had just set on the mountain, and take Guan Ji and Amei back to the small courtyard in the city to rest.

  In a place like a barracks, if you can't sleep, of course you don't sleep.

  It's a pity that he had just returned to the camp, and before he had a sip of water, Li Yi came over with a slightly weird face: "Brother, someone wants to see you outside."

"who?"

   Feng Yongqi said.

   "The daughter of the barbarian king Meng Huo, a garland."

  (end of this chapter)