: 261. The mystery of treasure, confession

Sheng Shizhen, 261. The mystery of treasure, confession
Yes, let it be. Love folder
If Yeli is born again, it is not an era in which he is completely strange, but a dynasty in history. She will definitely take these things out without hesitation, even if it has rushed to advance the historical process. It will never be worse than the original history.
Now, in fact, Ye Liu has not been entangled for a long time. She is not a person who likes to tangled. It’s just that the former Emperor Gaozu or herself, there is not much understanding of military industry. She didn’t know what the former ancestors were. But even if she knew all the most advanced weapon performance structures in the world, she would not be able to create the same weapon. It is the material problem that he can't solve. Therefore, Ye Liu did not regard this place as a place where weapons of mass destruction can be produced on a large scale, but it is completely different from the knowledge that all the most basic and skilled craftsmen of this era can understand. The concept now.
Yeli does not need them to immediately create an ak-47, or a long-range missile. They only need to work hard in this direction. Whether it is a hundred years or a few hundred years, Ye Li believes that these kinds of fires will be in the future. In this respect, this land will no longer encounter everything that her hometown has suffered.
"Wang Hao..." A middle-aged man came face to face, and saw the eyes of the glass glare and rushed over.
Ink repaired with the cold eyes of Mo Xiaobao staring at the man who rushed over, unpleasant blink of an eye, staggered in front of the leaf glass. The man who rushed up to the danger stopped his footsteps. He looked at the sullen face of Mo Xiu and knew that his behavior was somewhat rude. I have to stand there and feel a little helpless.
Ye Li came out from behind the ink repair, and smiled: "Master Li, what's the matter?"
The middle-aged man quickly said: "Wang Hao's account of the things we made, only for some problems, I still want to ask Wang Hao." Ye Liang nodded: "Let's go see it together."
Putting it in front of the glass and ink repairing is a pistol. Ink's eyes are completely unfamiliar to the things in front of him, but they can't help but flash a trace of nostalgia and joy. Going forward, picking up the guns on the table, to be honest, for the Ye Liu, who has seen all kinds of advanced weapons in the past, the guns in front of him are somewhat unsightly. It is much rougher than the automatic pistol shell gun that first appeared in the world.
However, it took only five years to complete the history of the change of firearms for hundreds of years. Yeli believes that these craftsmen have tried their best. Picking up the pistol and rubbing it in his hand, Ye Li turned back and smiled at Mo Xiaobao: "Xiao Bao, cover your ears." Mo Xiaobao curiously looked at the things in his mother's hand, or obediently took the little hand. Covered the ears.
The pistol made a turn in the hand of Ye Liu, and the eye of the glass was opened three shots at a position not far from the front. After three loud noises, Ye Liu looked at the front of the position and frowned slightly. The first shot was in the center of the bull's eye. The second shot was only about four rings. The third shot was flying directly. This of course does not cause problems with the glaze of the glaze. Obviously this is a problem with the gun itself.
Master Li, who is behind him, is still hot, but this time he is not looking at the glass but the gun in her hand. This makes Ye Liu somewhat disgusting things in his eyes as if it is a peerless beauty.
Some troubles caught the beard, Master Li said: "There are two things that we made, and one of them is directly blown up. This one is good, but it has been inaccurate, and it has become more and more biased. There was really no shot at the bull's eye at one time. "But the second and third shots are obviously not working. The gap is that he can't help but wonder if Wang Hao's first shot is an accident.
"It seems to be a matter of material. As for the improvement of opinions, I will sort it back to you. The material will be bothering you to worry about it. I will send all the minerals I need. I can't do anything else." She is not Military experts are not experts in military materials. 1 What she can give is only the approximate content and some conceptual theories that she knows. Others must ask them to explore step by step. Although Master Li had some regrets, he knew that this could not be forced. He only had to nod and agreed.
Master Li, who had a lot of trouble, left, but left the gun. Although this is the first finished product they really made, but because the effect is not satisfactory, Master Li did not feel distressed and stayed in the heart to go back and must make something better. Ye Liu took out the remaining bullets in the gun and threw it at the ink-spotted play that had long been watched. When he got the new toy, Mo Xiaobao immediately concentrated on the things in his hands, and he no longer cares about the things his father would hold him in his arms and let him down.
"This is what the former Emperor Gaozu left behind?" Mo Xiu asked and asked everything around him. Ye Zi nodded and looked at ink repair and asked: "How does the repairing feel this gun?" Mo Xiu shook his head and glanced at the gadget in the hand of Mo Xiaobao: "There is no practical value." The range is not as good. The arrow that the archer shot was far away. Although he did have an interest in the first shot, he immediately disappointed him twice. "For the time being, there is no practical value."
Yeli nodded in agreement, pulling ink repair and continuing to move forward. The things that the founding emperor of the former dynasty prepared were naturally not just these. Even if Ye Zi himself will not know this point, there is no such thing as practical value.
Walk into an empty room and smell a sulphur smell on the way. At the corner of the room, some wooden boxes were neatly placed. The leaves went over and untied the top one. There were some black spherical things in the box. Ink has been indulging for a moment: "This is ... gunpowder?" This era is not without gunpowder, and it has long been used in war. However, gunpowder needs to be ignited by fire, and the lethality is not too high, so even the Mohist army is not commonly used. But it does not mean that ink repair is completely ignorant.
Ye Zi nodded: "Yes, it is indeed gunpowder. But... I prefer to call it, bomb."
Ink repaired his eyebrows and asked: "How is the power?" Since Ali is willing to show him, naturally it will not be the usual effect. Ye Liu picked up a smile and said: "Let's change the place and try to see it." Other weapons are not easy to say, but the power of the bomb is still very confident. Because these bombs were not made by the former Emperor Gaozu, but were provided by Yeli himself. Sure enough, a bomb was thrown in an empty room in the underground palace, and the effect after a loud noise could not help but reveal a surprised look.
Leaving the place where the bomb was placed, Yeli entered the secret room in the innermost part of the underground palace with ink repair. The layout of the secret room is very simple, just filled with a variety of books and weapons. Ink repair sees that there are a few of them that he saw when he passed outside.
Ye Liu took a thick book from a dark box and handed it to Mo Xiuxiao. "This is the treasure left by the emperor." Ink repaired it and flipped it over. The pattern of various firearms, as well as the annotations of the text. However, many of the annotations are like foreign languages, and ink repairs cannot be fully understood. But this does not prevent him from understanding that this is a booklet with a format weapon, and now it can be made the worst. Because many of them seem to be much better than the things that Mo Xiaobao has in his hands.
Looking at the photo album, Ye Li sighed softly: "If you really make all these things as they are and make them in large quantities, the army that gets them will definitely be invincible."
Ink repaired his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ye Liu and asked: "Ali likes these?"
Ye Li slightly stunned, and for a long time nodded and said: "Yes, I like it very much." How can I not like it? In the past 20 years, she has been with these things for 20 years. She is familiar with them as if she and her kinsmen and friends.
Ink repair said: "There will be people to make it." Ye Liu smiled and said: "All made... We are afraid that we can't see it in our lifetime. Really want to make all these things... no one or two hundred years How can I get it?" This involves absolutely more than one aspect of military work. Any aspect of technology must be developed at the same time to make it possible to complete such a forward-looking weapon concept.
Ink repaired and frowned: "So, the former Emperor Gaozu was really a genius. But unfortunately he didn't really make these things at first, or did he want to make it just not to have it?" It is not too long for Gao Zu to become a leader after he became the king. In the scale of this palace, it is very likely that he will die if he has not yet completed.
Ye Liu smiled, "What about the talents of the sky? Maybe..." These drawings left behind are naturally not a genius. In fact, in Ye Liu, these drawings are not even professional, and at most they are the level of an amateur ordnance enthusiast. However, it is not easy to be a traversal in a troubled world. It is not easy to know that even the founding fathers of the Great Chu can not be regarded as the true unification of the world. After all, Xiling and Dachu were originally one.
Ye Liu himself is also a person who crosses or is born again. It is natural to understand that people like them really can't say whether they love God. Although it is an opportunity to survive once more, but it is not so easy to be like a domineering younger brother who is written in many novels. Her environment is not bad, and she has experienced so many things. I can imagine how hard and hard the seniors would experience in the past.
"Ali is very familiar with him?" Ink repaired Mo Xiaobao on the table next to him and looked back at Ye Liu. Mo Xiaobao seems to notice that his parents are talking about very important things, and they don’t have to sit on the table to toss their own gadgets. Fang Cai Ye Liu retreats the bullet too fast, this baby did not find anything in this gun. So I wonder why I can't shoot something very powerful from the inside like a mother.
Ye Liu smiled shallowly, and some of the nostalgic caressed the fonts on the books on the table. The person who printed the book was very sloppy and left an English signature with a swashbuckle. People of this era can only see him as a pattern.
Indulging in a moment, Ye Liang said: "I am somewhat familiar with the former ancestor Gaozu. Maybe no one in this world is more familiar than me." Mo Xiuyu was silent, and Ye Lixiao looked at him and asked: "You don't doubt My relationship with him?" Mo Xiu said: "Ali is the granddaughter of Xu family." The descendants of Xu family can't have anything to do with the emperor. Ye Zi blinked and asked: "There is nothing you want to ask?" Mo Xiu was silent for a while before asking: "Ali... Is it from a place with him?"
Ye Liu stunned, she did not expect that ink repair will make such a guess. So close... no, this is the real answer.
Ink eyes looked at her gently and smiled faintly: "Ari has never been stunned by me. Isn't it? It is the birth of the scholarly door that has never touched outsiders, but has such incredible skills. There is also a glass battlefield. Familiarity... Occasionally there are some strange but novel ideas. There is also the handwriting on the treasure map. Even the people who are in front of the royal family know no one, but Ali looks familiar. And I think... The former Emperor Gaozu was actually very similar to some aspects of Ari."
Yeli helplessly smiled: "I have revealed so many flaws." Mo Xiu raised his hand and gently touched the cheeks of Ye Liu and smiled: "A Li has never been concealed."
Ye Liu admits that she did not seriously want to cover up except in the beginning of the ink repair. It’s not just because ink repairs are too allergic, but deliberate concealment will be self-defeating. More importantly, ink repair is the most important person in her life. If you face him, you should cover up a squat woman who is not as good as from the beginning. It is too tired...
Some curious look at the ink repair, Ye Liu asked: "How does repairing think of me?"
Ink repaired the road: "Buddha and Tao have both the past and present, Ari was born with the memory of past lives?" Ali's character from small to large has not changed much, and there is no problem in memory. Even when it was a very small time, she remembered it clearly and had a relationship with her family. deep. Naturally, it will not be the ghosts of the gods. Then only the previous and present life can be explained.
Yeli nodded, smiled and looked at Mo Xiuqiu: "This counts, in fact, I am already in my fifties this year. I am much bigger than you." Ink repaired his eyes unhappy, staring at the warning Yeli has a smug smile. If it weren't for Mo Xiaobao who was sitting on the table and staring at the two people, maybe the ink repair would not be so polite. Abandoned a glance at the fat doll on the table: the child is the most in the way. Seeing ink repairing and not making a sound, Ye Ziyan turned: "Actually... I was a man in my previous life. Do you really mind?"
"Men?" Yeli nodded, right color said: "Yes, my past life is a soldier, it is also a sacrifice for the country. Otherwise, do you think that I am like a man dressed as a man?" People of this era understand that soldiers, naturally men. Curiously staring at ink repair, he asked: "Repair, do you really care?" Suddenly, he started to make fun of people, and Ye Liu smiled and looked at the man in front of his eyes. Ink repaired his head and stared at Ye Liu for a long while, and suddenly grabbed the glazed kiss and kissed her delicate lips.
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A hot heat suddenly used her face, and Ye Li quickly pushed the ink to repair. Looking at Mercedes-Benz staring at his lips as if he were still unfinished, Yeli had to slap him. I regret that I am free to tease the behavior of ink repair. In front of the five-year-old son... Ye Li feels that he has not lost his face in his life. I only hope that her family Xiaobao is still young and will soon forget this. Otherwise... she really has no face to face her son.
"Now do you know that I don't mind?" With a smile on her irritated look, Mo Xiu whispered.
Ye Li gritted his teeth, "Wang Ye's psychological adaptability is really strong." Mo Xiu smiled and did not answer, watching Ye Zizhen self-anger. It’s a clumsy girl. It’s so elegant and graceful. How can a man in his eyes be a man in his eyes?
"Father, mother-in-law..." Mo Xiaobao looked at his parents with pure big eyes, curiously said: "Is the father and mother playing in the mouth? Xiaobao also wants to play. Mother-in-law..." In order to express his expectations, Mo Xiaobao also deliberately took a little fat hand to point his little pink mouth. Ye Li was shocked, "Hey, who told you that the mother is in love... is it fun?" Her son was only five years old. Would you like to be so early? She remembers that they have never had too much action in front of Xiaobao. Is it because you always play with you?
Mo Xiaobao seriously thought: "It’s the father, I last saw the father and my mother fell asleep and secretly kissed each other. The father said that only those who love each other can play kisses. Xiaobao also loves the mother, Xiaobao wants to kiss..."
"Ink repair!" Ye Li was angry, and slammed the ink and repaired it. "You go to the study room this month!" After that, he did not wait for the explanation of ink repair, and turned away.
Ink repaired a black face with a small face staring at the ink on the table, Mo Xiaobao stared at the pure big eyes innocently with his father and king. "Father, why is the mother angry? Why not kiss the little Bao, does the mother love Xiaobao?"
"Don't think that you can escape without a fight! When did I steal your kiss?" Even if he was stolen, how could he be seen by a five-year-old kid? He was stunned by his son.
Seeing the ink repairs to stick out the claws, Mo Xiaobao quickly climbed up and took his and cried at him. "Oh... the mother does not love Xiaobao, Xiaobao is a child that the mother does not love. .... Looking at the table on the table with a small crying extraordinarily fake son, Mo Xiuzhen finally had a feeling of crying and laughing. Growing up this kid is definitely a curse!