Chapter 122

"Dang!"

"The quality is pretty good!"

Wang Hao waved his heavy hammer and smashed it on the anvil, stirring up a deafening echo. He nodded with satisfaction.

This is the hammer and anvil he specially asked Zhao dahammer to find after he came back from the palace. It is made of black iron, and this configuration is also a necessary condition for forging real magic weapons.

It may be difficult to find such good things in other places, but you can still get them in the capital, the most prosperous place in the world.

"You have to keep a good secret about this blast furnace structure. It's very profitable. Tell the hall leader when he comes back, so as not to say I'll pit him!"

Pointing to the newly built blast furnace, Wang Hao solemnly told him.

Yes, the blast furnace he worked out is the blast furnace used for ironmaking.

Although he had not seen this kind of blast furnace with his own eyes in previous generations, he knew how it worked. Even the physics teacher who once went to school took out a standard blast furnace structure diagram for them to watch. Yesterday, he drew a structure diagram and gave it to Zhao Dashui for craftsmen to build it overnight.

Although blast furnace ironmaking appeared a long time ago, the technology was not mature. It was not officially improved until the mid-19th century. At this moment, the structural diagram given by Wang Hao is two or three hundred years ahead of schedule.

If it is expanded, it will even be enough to let the Ming Dynasty directly enter the industrial revolution, which can be said to be a powerful tool for making money.

Originally, he wanted to use this kind of money-making method to develop with the blood clothes building as the basic plate, but who wants to oppose Confucianism in advance because of Yang Jingzhong's affairs. Obviously, he can't stay more in the blood clothes building and even the capital.

Therefore, getting it out in advance is also a kind of compensation for others.

"I see! got it! You'd better start quickly. I can't wait to see what kind of magic weapon you will make! "

He waved his hand impatiently. Compared with the blast furnace, he cared more about what kind of amazing soldiers Wang Hao would forge.

"Iron bull, make a fire!"

Wang Hao stopped talking nonsense, greeted the iron bull and several blacksmiths, and then put the pair of stubborn iron heavy hammers and dragon slaying sword into the feed port of the blast furnace.

The iron bull and several special blacksmiths of the blood wind hall also stepped on the bellows pedal to start blowing. The wind heated along the heating furnace and finally entered the main body of the blast furnace, causing the carbon fire temperature in the furnace to soar sharply.

The fuel used by Wang Hao is treated coking coal. In this blast furnace, the temperature can reach about 2000 degrees.

The reason why black iron is difficult to make is that the melting point of black iron is much higher than that of ordinary iron. Wang Hao estimated that the melting point of black iron should be close to 2000 degrees.

If there is no such blast furnace structure, the most is to burn the black iron red and soft, and then temper it slowly. It takes time and effort, and it is impossible to completely integrate the black iron into the pig iron.

Therefore, dark iron weapons are so rare and the quality is uneven.

However, even with the iron making artifact of blast furnace, it is still difficult to melt the black iron quickly. It took a total of three days to melt the Dragon slaying sword and the pair of stubborn iron hammers into molten iron, and the black iron and stubborn iron were completely integrated into one.

Quickly pour the molten black iron into the prepared mold to form a huge ingot. Then Wang Hao put it on the anvil and swung the black iron sledgehammer while it was hot.

"Dang!"

The dull impact sound sounded in the forging room, causing a violent ripple in the air, and even the whole huge forging room was severely shocked.

"I'll go! So exaggerated! "

Zhao dahammer was startled. He didn't expect that Wang Hao's power was so terrible.

Wang Hao ignored others and devoted himself to forging the new divine sword.

Although the black iron and stubborn iron are perfectly integrated into one, it only shapes a foundation. If you want to build a real magic weapon, you have to temper it, which is essential.

The next process is more boring. Wang Hao will stay in the forging room almost 12 hours a day to temper the iron ingot. Only when he returns to the Blood Sword hall to drink the specially prepared medicinal diet will he rest for a while.

For Wang Hao's appetite, the people of the Blood Sword hall were shocked. Deacon Zhao, who is responsible for managing the accounts, was also frightened. He hurried to find Lu Tingfeng to report the matter.

But Lu Tingfeng was angry about being defeated by Wang Hao. Without even listening, he kicked out deacon Zhao. In the end, he even drew a knife and cut off one of Deacon Zhao's fingers.

Deacon Zhao had no choice but to use the assets of the Blood Sword hall to buy Herbs for Wang Hao to cook medicinal meals.

With sufficient supply of medicinal food, Wang Hao's cultivation speed increased sharply.

The nine turn forging formula he created is not limited to formal routines. It can be practiced under any circumstances. The difference is nothing more than the level of efficiency.

Forging is a tiring job, and the cultivation efficiency is naturally very high. With the special breathing method, Wang Hao's physical strength is improving very quickly.

However, the biggest improvement is the viscera and bone marrow, which does not have a special bonus in this aspect, but the starting point in this aspect is much lower than the muscles, bones, skin and membrane, so the improvement range is naturally great.

Wang Hao is building his own new divine sword here, and people who want to plot against him on the other side have gathered together, including Lu Tingfeng, who was defeated earlier.

"You can rest assured that I have contacted the ministers of the central court to jointly pressure emperor Mingde to give up Wang Hao's thief. East Hall and royal guards will never take care of this matter. All you have to do is cooperate with us to lure it here, and we will deal with the rest. "

In a restaurant in the capital, a refined man got up, glanced at the people sitting in the elegant room, smiled and said, but his words contained a dark opportunity to kill.

They do not allow any blasphemy against the dignity of Confucianism, and anyone who dares to provoke Confucianism will die.

It's hard for the Ming royal family to do this, but Wang Hao can't.

Although the capital is not allowed to do it in important places, there are still some remote places in the capital, which is enough for them to decorate.

As for the Ming Dynasty Royal family, there was no need to pay attention. The pressure on the court was enough to make the emperor compromise.

Lu Tingfeng, who was covered with black scarf, looked at each other when they heard the speech, and finally nodded in agreement.

Although they are under the command of the East Hall, they are secretly organized by the imperial court. Doing so is equivalent to fighting against the Ming royal family.

But the existence of Wang Hao has seriously threatened their interests. If they don't get rid of it as soon as possible, they will be in great trouble.

As for the settlement of the Ming royal family after autumn, don't worry. According to the Confucian plan, the grassland aliens will attack the capital in a short time, and then wipe out the Ming royal family completely, leaving only a puppet to control. At that time, the two departments of the East Hall and the royal guards will be bloodwashed.

When these people are all dead, naturally there will be no retaliation or no retaliation. Even they can take the opportunity to go further, get rid of their dark identity, and climb the big tree of Confucianism.

So there is much to be done!

The refined man saw Lu Tingfeng and others agree, and a faint, solemn smile was outlined in the corners of his mouth.

All those who dare to offend their Confucianists will die. At this moment, start with the thief, and then the restless arrogant disciples of the Ming royal family.

At the same time, in the imperial study of the Daming Palace, Emperor Mingde looked up at the night sky outside the window, clenched his right fist tightly, and his face was filled with uncontrollable anger.

Today, he was forced into the palace by those courtiers. Although these people only wanted him to give up the boy, it was a major blow to the majesty of the Ming royal family and a test.

If we choose to compromise this time, the courtiers controlled by Confucianism will certainly intensify their efforts to seize imperial power, and even Confucianism itself will act.

But this time he had to quit!

"Father, do we really choose to give in this time?"

Zhu Yijun, the third prince standing at the head, said reluctantly, clenching his fists equally tightly, and his heart was full of anger.

Today, he was in the court and witnessed with his own eyes the so-called loyal ministers' forced actions against his father, which was unacceptable to him.

If you are facing such a group of courtiers after sitting on the throne in the future, you might as well not be the emperor!

"Jun'er, if I asked you to make a choice between my position and the future of the Daming royal family, which would you choose?"

After a long silence, Emperor Mingde suddenly turned around and looked directly at the third son.

Although this son is not the most brilliant among his many sons, he has the highest martial arts talent, and his heart is tough enough. He is a material for taking on great responsibilities.

And now is his last test!

"My son chose the future of the Ming royal family!"

Zhu Yijun replied without thinking. If he would have hesitated on this issue before, he had experienced the events in today's court, which made him see through the essence of today's court.

Even if he sits in the position of father emperor, it is difficult to solve the dilemma. Instead of being a golden bird in the palace, he might as well choose a broader future.

"Good! If you can practice the Dragon skill within a year, I will give you a chance. Go down! "

Emperor Mingde had bright eyes and was obviously satisfied with the choice made by Zhu Yijun.

"Yes, I'm leaving!"

Although emperor Mingde didn't say what opportunity it was, Zhu Yijun didn't ask much and bowed down to leave.

After walking out of the imperial study for a long distance, Zhu Yijun felt a move. He took out a pebble from one side of the garden and engraved three lines on it with his dagger.

"Grandpa Liu, give it to Wang Hao secretly as soon as possible."

He handed the carved pebbles to an old eunuch who followed him. Zhu Yijun gave instructions in a dignified tone.

The old eunuch was a personal guard arranged by his father since childhood. He was an expert at the beginning of the grand master level. He was best at lightness skills and body methods, and he was also extremely reliable and loyal. He was regarded as his confidant.

Now warn Wang Hao that this kind of thing can only be done by this person.

"Yes, I'll do it now!"

After receiving the pebbles, Duke Liu bowed down and took orders. Then he quickly rushed out of the palace.

"I hope you can carry the disaster!"

Zhu Yijun looked at father-in-law Liu's rapidly disappearing back and couldn't help sighing. It was just an attempt!

He will not despise those who are so valued by Chu Laodu. Therefore, as long as Wang Hao can carry the disaster, his future achievements will be unlimited. If he helps at this time, he will certainly get rich returns in the future.

But sending charcoal in the snow is much more important than icing on the cake, and he doesn't need to pay anything this time. It's just a reminder.