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Ang Lee's sudden stagger was deliberately faked, but he didn't have any bad intentions. He just thought that Grass was very cute. It was a very happy thing to tease a little girl.
However, Little Miss Cao 'er was scared out of her wits. Li An's mouth was on her right temple and half of his body was on top of hers. This made her feel numb all over and she felt very scared. She closed her eyes tightly.
"Grass, how can you lead the way with your eyes closed?"
"Oh."
Cao 'er opened her eyes slightly and struggled to support Li An as they walked towards the rear courtyard.
"Grass, you are Ruyu's dowry, and also my man. Do you understand?"
Ang Lee looked at Grass mischievously with a faint drunkenness.
"Alang, Grass is still young, you can't …"
Grass was nervous like a frightened deer. She looked up and glanced at Ang Lee nervously.
"You little girl, Alang is teasing you? Hahahaha! "
Ang Lee laughed wildly, let go of Grass, and strode to the bedroom. Yan Ruyu was still waiting for him.
Grass stood there in a daze, and it took her a long time to recover. She was angry and angry, but at the same time, there was a touch of sweetness and longing. After all, as a woman, it was the greatest blessing in her life to be able to marry the person she liked. Ang Lee was so handsome and had a high status. How could Grass not like him?
Of course, Grass was too young. She needed to be nurtured for a few more years before she could bear Ang Lee's love.
Black gunpowder was the most important material in the Tang Empire. Li Longji and all the officials attached great importance to it. In order to build a workshop for black gunpowder production, the Tang Empire mobilized a lot of manpower and material resources. Even the Daming Palace project was stopped.
As a member of the Tang Empire, Ang Lee was the only person to produce black gunpowder. Of course, he had to do his best. Early in the morning, he got up at dawn. After a little preparation, he rode to the workshop ten miles south of the city under the protection of Duan Xiushi and the other Yulin Royal Guards.
At this moment, the workshop was guarded by 600 Dragon Warriors. There were 100 people on the city walls and gates in all four directions. There were also 200 mobile troops inside. It could be said that the workshop was completely surrounded. No one could sneak in.
Duan Xiushi and the others were only responsible for escorting Ang Lee to the workshop. As for the inside, he had no right to enter. He could only wait outside the workshop door and wait for Ang Lee to come out.....
"Assistant Minister Li, you're finally here."
Dragon Warrior General Chen Xuanli was standing inside the workshop. When he saw Ang Lee enter, he hurriedly greeted him. It could be seen that Chen Xuanli's complexion was very good, and his mood was even better.
"General, why are you here? It was His Majesty who ordered you to guard the gunpowder workshop personally."
Ang Lee felt that Chen Xuanli was complaining that he came late. However, Chen Xuanli personally guarding the workshop surprised Ang Lee.
"Yes. His Majesty was worried that ordinary soldiers wouldn't be able to guard this place, so he asked this old man to come. If Assistant Minister Li needs anything, you can tell me at any time. My task is to assist Assistant Minister Li."
Chen Xuanli stated his purpose for coming. This small workshop really made him personally guard it. It could be seen that Li Longji really attached great importance to the workshop.
"As long as there are enough raw materials and manpower, it's fine. Also, guard the workshop well and don't let outsiders enter. Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything else."
Ang Lee felt that since Chen Xuanli came, he only needed to guard the door and be an excellent watchdog. He really couldn't help with other things.
However, Chen Xuanli didn't feel that personally guarding the workshop was a waste of his talent. Instead, he felt a sense of honor because this wasn't an ordinary workshop, but an important workshop that was related to the rise and fall of the Tang dynasty. To be sent here by the emperor to guard the door was also a great honor. It was something that ordinary people couldn't ask for.
"Assistant Minister Li, these six hundred people were carefully selected by His Majesty for you. If you need them to do anything, just tell them directly."
Chen Xuanli and Li An walked into the largest workshop together. They pointed at the six hundred orderly workers and introduced them to each other.
Ang Lee suddenly saw these orderly workers and was shocked. These weren't the mute workers he wanted. They were an army, and they were a well-trained army. It was just that they weren't wearing military uniforms.
"Are these all mutes? Why do they look like an army? "
Li An voiced out the doubts in his heart.
Chen Xuanli said faintly, "They were originally soldiers, but now they are mutes. They will only obey the orders of Assistant Minister Li and won't reveal any secrets."
"What? You actually made soldiers mute? Isn't that too cruel?"
Ang Lee was quite angry. He was worried that he couldn't find enough mute workers in the capital. He didn't expect that the imperial court of the Tang dynasty didn't look for them at all. Instead, they directly made soldiers mute.
"Assistant Minister Li, don't bother about trifles when doing big things. Right now, black gunpowder is extremely important to the Tang dynasty. For the rise and fall of the Tang dynasty, what's wrong with letting six hundred soldiers sacrifice themselves?"
Chen Xuanli didn't think it was a very reasonable thing. After all, black gunpowder was too important. They needed enough people to do the work, and at the same time, they couldn't let them leak secrets. This was the best way.
"Don't bother about trifles? Are they all willing?"
Ang Lee was very shocked. He felt that the imperial court was harming the soldiers. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ w]
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Chen Xuanli sighed and said faintly, "Assistant Minister Li, you can ask them yourself. Ask them if they are willing."
Ang Lee walked up to one of them and asked, "Are you willing to be a mute?"
"Yes."
The man immediately nodded and saluted Ang Lee. His eyes were full of determination, and he didn't look like he was forced.
"Are you also willing?"
"Yes."
"What about you? You are also willing to come here. "
"Yes."
Ang Lee asked more than a dozen people in a row. All of them answered with a righteous face, indicating that they were not forced to come to the black gunpowder workshop.
'Come to your senses! This is called awareness. For the benefit of the Tang Empire, they are willing to sacrifice their bodies. They would rather be disabled than be loyal to the imperial court of the Tang Empire. Ang Lee felt that this noble spirit was very familiar. Isn't this the patriotism of the later generations?
"General, these soldiers are willing to stay here for the rest of their lives. What about their families? The imperial court must not mistreat their families! "
Ang Lee felt that heroes were very valuable, but the families of heroes were even more valuable. They were the ones who nurtured the heroes, so they must be respected.
"Assistant Minister Li, don't worry about this matter. The families of these soldiers will all be treated well by the imperial court. Not only will they not have to pay any taxes, but the imperial court will also reward them with enough fertile land so that they won't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."
Chen Xuanli said seriously.
"Okay! In that case, this is the only way. I will produce enough gunpowder in the shortest time possible so that I won't disappoint His Majesty's high expectations. "
Ang Lee had no other choice but to accept this reality. He immediately divided the six hundred people into six groups and let them do different jobs. One hundred of them were responsible for grinding the sulfur into very fine powder.
The other hundred were responsible for making charcoal powder and grinding the charcoal into charcoal powder. The demand for saltpeter was relatively high, so Ang Lee let three hundred people grind it. The remaining one hundred people were separated by Ang Lee to do some deceptive things. In order to conserve his strength, Ang Lee also let thirty people stay outside the workshop and wait for his orders at any time.
Because the powder particles were very small, they had to be stored in suitable containers. For this purpose, the workshop prepared a large number of earthenware jars. The ground powder would be placed in these jars for easy storage and transportation.
Because their families had been taken care of by the imperial court, these people didn't have much of a mental burden. They all worked very hard, and the three main workshops were filled with the scene of hard work.
Ang Lee didn't need to do anything himself. He just moved a chair and sat in the workshop to rest. From time to time, he would open his eyes and look at the people working. He would check on their progress and determine when to start.
At noon, all the people working went to eat in batches to ensure that the grinding work in the workshop continued. At the same time, the area where they ate was too small and couldn't accommodate too many people at once. Naturally, there was no need to eat in batches. At the same time, the Dragon Martial Army soldiers in charge of guarding the workshop also ate in batches to ensure the safety of the workshop.
After a meal, it was easy to feel sleepy, especially in winter. After Li An finished his lunch, he moved a chair over and sat under the sun to take a nap. The feeling of the warm sun shining on his body was indescribably comfortable.
In the entire workshop, he was the only one who could be so comfortable. Everyone else was busy or on duty. This made Ang Lee sigh at the difference in fate. He could comfortably lie down and bask in the sun, while others could only work hard and be on duty.
There was strength in numbers. In the afternoon, the three main raw materials for black gunpowder had been ground in sufficient quantities. A large number of earthenware jars were piled up in the workshop. It was quite a spectacular sight.
Ang Lee felt that it was time to configure, so he first went to the sulfur grinding workshop and asked the people working there to move the ground sulfur powder to the configuration workshop.
After entering the configuration workshop, Ang Lee asked these people to pour the sulfur powder into ten mixing cylinders. Each cylinder was filled with the same amount of powder, which was the same amount of earthenware jars. After they were done, he asked them to carry the empty earthenware jars back to the grinding workshop to continue grinding the sulfur powder and wait for the next configuration.
Then Ang Lee went to the charcoal powder workshop and saltpeter powder workshop. In the same way, he asked them to pour the ground powder into the mixing cylinders. Of course, the amount to be poured was calculated in advance according to the proportion of gunpowder.
Of course, Li An definitely did not bring only three groups of people. Between these three groups of people, there were a few groups of people who brought in croton powder, herbs, and other useless concealment items. Of course, these items were not poured into the mixing drum. Instead, they were placed to the side and then hidden in a cabinet by Li An. The only things that were poured into the mixing drum were sulfur powder, charcoal powder, and saltpeter powder. Moreover, they were poured in according to the proportions used to make gunpowder.
Stirring the drum was a very hard job. Of course, Li An wouldn't do it all by himself. Thus, he had the thirty workers on standby enter the workshop and take turns stirring the drum. They wouldn't stop until he said it was done.
"Well, the mixing is almost done. You guys have to work hard. Take down the cylinders, open the lid, and pour the powder inside into the earthenware jars. Be careful, don't break anything."
Ang Lee gave the order to harvest the finished products.
The thirty people cooperated with each other and carefully took down the cylinders, opened the lid, and poured the powder inside into the large earthenware jars.
Ang Lee counted a total of thirty large jars. The amount of each jar was very sufficient and piled up near the mouth of the jar. If such a jar of gunpowder was packed into gunpowder packs used to explode ores, it would be enough for hundreds of jars.
"Seal all of them and put them in the underground warehouse."
This was the first batch of finished gunpowder produced. Ang Lee decided to seal it first as the most basic reserve.
After the thirty large jars of gunpowder were all stored in the underground warehouse, Ang Lee once again mixed thirty large jars. However, this time, Ang Lee did not seal the gunpowder. Instead, he moved all of them into the safety workshop and transferred thirty people from the workers responsible for misdirection to be responsible for packaging the gunpowder that could be used directly.
The practical production of black gunpowder was actually very simple. It was to pour out a small portion of the gunpowder from a large jar and wrap it in a piece of linen cloth. Then, a hemp rope soaked in oil was stuffed into the cloth and tied it firmly.
These thirty people had to produce the gunpowder every day, and the thirty people responsible for mixing would come over to help when they had nothing to do to increase the production of practical gunpowder packs.
When the sun set, hundreds of directly usable gunpowder packs had been made and stored in the large earthenware jars in the underground warehouse. Of course, the jars had to be sealed to prevent the painstakingly produced gunpowder from getting wet.
All the workers continued to work hard, but Ang Lee did not need to. He had been busy for a long time today, definitely more than the eight hours required by Li Longji. However, Ang Lee was busy but not tired. All the specific work was done by others, and he was only responsible for commanding. Even his hands were clean.
Moreover, as the workers became more familiar with the work, it would be easier for him to command them in the future.
"Assistant Minister Li, are you preparing to return to the city?"
Ang Lee walked out of the safety workshop. Just as he stretched, Chen Xuanli came over and greeted Ang Lee.
Chen Xuanli's attitude was very good. His whole face was kind, and he had a proud expression. Perhaps, in his opinion, being a watchdog of the gunpowder workshop was a supreme honor.
"General, you are over fifty years old, but your spirit is still so good. This humble official really admires you."
Ang Lee's spirit was lifted as he joked.
"Hmph, so what if I am over fifty years old? Didn't this old man still climb the watchtower? I don't lose to you."
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