Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Mechanism Armor

"Do you know why, Xiao Zhong and I both have the word tripod in our names?" The old man put on a posture of talking about ancient times. When I saw this, there were articles in it, otherwise Old Zhong would not be right. I'm not being polite at all. Our old man has also shown no recognition of his birth since he arrived here. It seems that our family and Zhong's family still have a lot of connections. This reminds me of the first time I met Lao Zhong, he recognized our family keepsake at a glance, and immediately burst into tears, saying that he wanted some kind of felt from our old man to fill up some holes.

Could it be that there is a strange and unknown story with twists and turns in it?It really made me guess right. Not only Lao Zhong is good at telling stories, but our old man is not inferior at all. He told a story decades ago in an eloquent and fascinating way. It turned out that my great-grandfather once had an apprentice who was the only son of the Zhang family of Qianqinghu. love him.But there is one thing, this apprentice is the son of a gentry, the scholarly family respects the heirloom of farming and study, he is the farmer in the morning, and he is in the Tianzitang in the evening.Therefore, in the eyes of parents, reading is the right profession, and the carpenter and his party say that they are master craftsmen and masters who have been building for a century, but in the eyes of scholars, they are low-class people. Fortunately, the Zhang family My father had stayed abroad, and he didn't object to my son learning some carpentry skills from my great-grandfather. In fact, he took this as a hobby.

Since the family does not have to worry about food and clothing, the young master of the Zhang family learned carpentry from my great-grandfather more for fun, and to be more proficient in some so-called "uncanny skills and obscenities". The old wooden kite was dismantled and reassembled, and it was still able to fly gracefully. The old man was very pleased, thinking that this child was worthy of cultivation. Therefore, I did not teach him the daily farm tools such as columbine, crawling, and farming tools at that time, but taught him more delicate and ingenious things, such as open box partitions, hidden storage rooms, these various things skill.

In fact, if it was subdivided at that time, it should be divided into two schools. One is the wood armor art. According to legend, it originated from the craftsman god Luban. In the 1980s, it was possible to make "ladders", "gouqiang" and other equipment for siege and boat stations.According to legend, this school created the "wooden carriage" with "organs and equipment"; it has a great influence on later generations. For thousands of years, it has been regarded as the right way for woodworking, masonry, masonry and other crafts, and is highly respected.

The other genre is mechanism art, which is said to have originated from Mozi. His great-grandfather spent three years carefully developing a flying wooden bird, which is a restoration of Mozi's works back then.At the same time, everyone in this school is an expert in mechanical manufacturing. More importantly, people in this school are almost familiar with the manufacturing technologies of various weapons, machinery and engineering buildings, and have many innovations.In the manufacturing process of crossbows, oranges and various offensive and defensive equipment, as well as the construction technology of waterways and tunnels.It has a vital position in the carpenter's line.Since most of the techniques of water channels and tunnels will be used in the construction of tombs, there is a saying: "One knife for a thousand houses of the dead", which means that people of this genre are very good at the art of arranging tombs.

And my great-grandfather belonged to Lu Ziye back then. He learned everything and refused nothing. He was so fierce that he dabbled in both genres, and he also summed up some unique experiences by himself.While mechanism art and wood armor art are integrated, it also points out that they should maintain their unique characteristics and independence. In the process of studying with my great-grandpa, Mr. Zhang has fully learned the advanced education theory of my great-grandfather, a local educator, and finally he was fully educated by my great-grandfather to become a... loser. Why do you say that education has become useless? The world is so volatile. In the era of warlords, a few bandits with a few guns and occupying a territory can be called the grass head king, oppressing the local wealthy households and landlords. It has become commonplace, and although the old man of Qianqing Zhang's family has stayed abroad, he is an out-and-out rotten scholar. That's it, leaving a nerd who can only read the words of the sages, yes, and a good-for-nothing who can make some exquisite gadgets that are not needed in troubled times.

Mr. Zhang's life is getting worse day by day. While relying on pawning the little property at home, he will only indulge in his own handicraft workshop and be fascinated by the processing and production of handicrafts every day. Seeing that this day is getting worse day by day, my old lady is anxious. Just this precious apprentice, I can’t let him starve to death. There’s no way. Do.Mr. Zhang has already admitted his death, and he must go to the black on the path of mechanism art. Fortunately, their old man left him good land, and my great-grandfather helped him from time to time, so he wouldn't starve to death.

However, bad luck finally knocked down the old educator, Comrade my great-grandfather, and he was detained by the evil warlord for nine years. Although our family had no worries about food and drink during the nine years, the family that lacked a pillar was often bullied . The teacher's wife is weak, while the younger brother is young, Mr. Zhang served his teacher as a mother, and the nine years have passed quite peacefully. Finally, nine years have passed. In that chaotic late night, the great-grandfather was sent home. Already seriously injured at this time, and fearing new misfortunes, the great-grandfather asked everyone to set off overnight to move and resettle incognito.

From the beginning to the end, the eldest son of the Zhang family was with his grandfather, and not long after his grandfather settled down in a different place, Mr. Zhang felt that he couldn't do without his master, so he simply sold his family's property and land, and settled down with him. But after the great grandfather was seriously injured, he couldn't do any carpentry work.Soon, the family lost their source of income, and the family situation began to become more and more difficult. At one point, they even had no money to change their medicines. The savings in Mr. Zhang's hands are also decreasing day by day. Seeing that the money is only going out but not in, he also becomes anxious. Fortunately, although Mr. Zhang is not economical and does not know how to work hard to earn money, but his special skills Quite a few, just like what our old man learned was the mechanics of carpentry, Mr. Zhang has been very proficient in gambling since he was a child.

There is no other reason. The original old man in their family was also a gambling enthusiast, but he inherited the gambling ethos of the Sui and Tang Dynasties and regarded gambling as an elegant skill. Horse cranes, Pai Gow, and throwing pots are all closed to his family. Playing is also fun, and Mr. Zhang is fond of wine and gambling. He often "wins and loses millions" in the mansion surrounded by flowers and trees.He pays attention to elegant gambling and believes that gambling has "poetic flavor", so he looks down on those secular gamblers. This son also got his true biography. Although Mr. Zhang doesn't understand things, he is not an idiot who knows nothing. In fact, he is more like Jia Baoyu among the children of rich families, but he always likes some heresy things.

Not long after, in the small place where our family settled down, an unremarkable young man appeared in some underground gambling houses, either pushing Pai Gow, or betting on Fantan, or Doutianmen.It wasn't noticeable at first, but after a long time, some people noticed that something was wrong. What's wrong, this kid comes here with a little loose money every time, he looks at the stalls for a long time before deciding which one to play, as long as he buys it, he will never lose. Sin, Huai Bi’s principle of guilt, every time he sees a good deal, he accepts it, and if he wins a little, he leaves in a hurry, and he has to go to make medicine for the master. If life goes on like this, it will go on in a calm and unhurried manner, but things always don't make people develop on the road of peace of mind. The arrival of a foreigner breaks the peaceful life. At this point in the old man's story, he took a sip of water in a leisurely manner, tidied up his clothes in a leisurely manner, smiled and said to the people standing outside listening to the story: "Come in and listen if you want to hear it, what's so embarrassing? " Seeing Song Xudong come in from the door a little embarrassed, he smiled, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, then quickly took a favorable seat, picked up a washed teacup and poured a cup of tea, a picture of Listen to storytelling posture. I didn't bother to talk to him, and just complained to the old man: "You told me about our family's relationship with Lao Zhong's family, why did you insert such a long story about Grandpa Zhang?" One generation, according to the rules, I really have to call him grandpa. The old man was very satisfied with my attitude, and said, "Don't worry, it's time to tell the story of the Zhong family." Mr. Zhang has gained inertia by winning other people's money. It's okay if the time is short, but after a long time, people who care about him will start to pay attention to him, and they will start to follow him and peek at him every time he bets. This is incredible to see, this kid is not only good at Pai Gow pushing and horse hanging skills, the most amazing thing is his skill at throwing dice with one hand. Whether it is inlaid with magnets or filled with mercury, as long as he touches it, he will feel inseparable in his heart. With five slender fingers flicking lightly, no clever mechanism can stand up to him. Rubbing his hands together, his true colors were immediately revealed. There was a rogue leader who was also the banker of the local gambling game. After observing Mr. Zhang for more than a month, he decided that he had real skills, and decided to win Mr. Zhang into a big deal. At first Mr. Zhang just wanted to raise some money to buy medicine for Master, and he didn't agree with the rascal's proposal of setting up a trap to deceive people, but the rascal didn't give in. Later, he even found out where my great-grandpa lived, and even threatened him with a patient . Under the low eaves, how could one not bow one's head, even though Mr. Zhang was very stubborn, he had to obey this rascal's order and follow him to deceive people everywhere. After all, it is a small country place, and there are only a few tricks of dice to steal chickens, Mr. Zhang has long been familiar with it.In the beginning, the rogue led Mr. Zhang to sweep all the gambling stalls, and everyone complained and turned their backs on their backs. Both Rogue and Mr. Zhang have a large amount of money in the account, they are very happy, but if people are arrogant for a long time, it is easy to capsize, and it is inevitable to encounter ghosts after walking at night for a long time. One day, a merchant from the south came to him. He was generous, bold, and addicted to gambling. He claimed that he would feel bad if he didn't gamble for a day. After the scoundrel got the news, he found Mr. Zhang and asked to set up a trick to defraud the Southerner of all his money.Mr. Zhang hesitated again and again, worried that the southern guests would be too big to gamble and could not afford the capital. The rascal patted his chest and said, don't worry about it, as long as you need to gamble, I will cover it with me. Mr. Zhang felt very sure, so he followed the rascal into the casino. The game of gambling that night was wonderful, in addition to the rascal, Mr. Zhang, and guests from the south, there were two other guests, one was a passing soldier, and the other claimed to be Mr. Bill Collector. From the very beginning of the game, Mr. Zhang felt that today's dice were very strange. They didn't even do anything. As soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew whether these dice were not inlaid with magnets or filled with mercury. However, seeing how these people rolled the dice, they were simply rookies among rookies. Mr. Zhang has a long-term mind. He waited and watched carefully for the first few bets. After the five bets were finished, he was completely relieved. He is a rookie, and it is not the slightest bit of skill that is blind. Mr. Zhang was unceremonious from the very beginning when he was in the dealership, he used his stunts again and again, and soon won all the money from everyone on the table. Throwing it on the table, he said: "I don't believe in this evil, let's win or lose, this is a silver ticket of two thousand taels." Then he took out a white jade wrench from his bosom, and shook it at everyone: " See, the top-quality chicken bones are white fingers, this is a bonus, it’s not a gambling capital, as long as the little brother wins, and the 20,000 silver ticket is taken away, I’ll take away a top-quality finger pull, or else Humph." The southern businessman sneered, pulled out a pistol from his pocket, and smashed it on the table, implying that no one would leave if he didn't make the last bet today. At this point in the scene, everyone was stunned. The passing soldier first said that he didn't have enough money to gamble, so he stopped gambling, and then the rogue also quit the battle group.In this way, only Mr. Zhang, Nan Ke, and the young man who came to collect the bills from other places were left in the game. Mr. Zhang's head was sweating immediately, and it was impossible to quit. He was the one who was going after him, but if he continued to gamble, all the wins at the gambling table tonight were less than two hundred taels.The southern guy was obviously playing tricks, but the rascal was very powerful, and he put himself as a guarantee, asking Mr. Zhang to borrow usury money, promising to open the account after winning. After Mr. Zhang threw the dice, the southerner immediately picked up the dice cup, buckled it up, and tapped the dice cup lightly with his thumb with the white wrench on the chicken bone. The Southerners pushed all the banknotes on the big board while shouting to buy and leave.Mr. Zhang smiled calmly, and bet all the money on the boy without hesitation. In the end, I waited for the bill collector, and I saw him calmly holding the fan in his hand and lightly hitting the hand of Nanke holding the dice cup, and motioned him to take it away, so as not to cause melon fields and plum blossoms. idea. Nan Ke gave a strange smile, and withdrew his hand, and the young man who collected the bill also immediately withdrew the fan on the dice cup. "Buy it and leave it!" The southern guy yelled out, and Mr. Zhang suddenly saw a strange smile on the scoundrel and the southern guy. As a result, the moment the dice cup was opened, the whole atmosphere changed, and no one could even speak. Mr. Zhang obviously remembered the secret force in his hands, the three dice should be one, two, and three small, but the dice he saw in front of him were arranged in a strange posture. The southern man opened his mouth as big as a fist, and the scoundrel who lent money to Mr. Zhang was also dumbfounded, but both of them were prepared and reacted quickly. "Someone has a trick, and someone has a secret trick." Angrily, the southerner picked up his pistol and pointed it at Mr. Zhang: "Little red man, you dare to perform a trick, Ala Kannon has lived enough." Mr. Zhang was also taken aback, blankly not knowing what to do, looking at the three dice in the dice cup, he couldn't react. Seeing that Mr. Zhang remained silent, the southern guy was even more sure that he had done something wrong. Without saying a word, when the trigger was fired, he was ready to commit murder on the spot. In fact, the southerners are already on the verge of riding a tiger, and they are looking for mistakes all over the world. Just happened to encounter such a weird scene, and wanted to take the opportunity to get mad, so as to escape this hurdle. At this time, the young man who had been shaking his fan and shaking his head to collect the bills said: "Southern people, if you have something to say, speak up, everyone knows whoever performs the surgery." Seeing that there was something in the words, the southern guy vaguely wanted to reveal the truth, so he became angry and pointed his gun at the young man again: "You don't meddle in your own business, or you will become a sieve every minute." The man smiled slightly, gently pushed the pistol away with his hand, knocked on the dice cup on the table and said: "Everyone can see it. After the dealer throws the dice, you took the dice cup and buckled it. When it landed, three All the orbs are placed flat, but there is no one with a big top?" Mr. Zhang looked at the dice on the table, and there were three words in his mind: "There are masters." I saw three dice on the table stacked one on top of the other, all vertically forming a straight line, only the top dice showed a six, and he clearly remembered that the ones he threw just now were one, two, three small , so it will become like this? "That's right? How will it become like this?" I was also very curious. Seeing our old man transform from an old urchin into a storytelling expert, I was also excited to join in the fun. The old man smiled: "It's very simple. Someone did something wrong. Guess who among these people did something wrong." "That rascal is definitely not a good person. Although he didn't participate in this game, I think he must have tampered with one of the links." Song Xudong, who had only heard a word, suddenly spoke up and put forward his own opinion. I shook my head: "According to Conan's bloody suspenseful plot, the person who looks the least threatening is the most likely murderer. In this kind of story, passerby A is the most suspected person, that is the soldier." The old man looked at me with a look of resentment: "You kid just let you watch too many cartoons." It is true that someone has moved their hands and feet, but it is not a person who has moved their hands and feet.Everyone has a share in this trick, but Mr. Zhang, who originally wanted to set up a trick to swindle money, has become the most innocent person. At that time, the southern guest saw that he had lost the game, so he wanted to turn his back on him. Without saying a word, he grabbed a gun and grabbed the bank notes on the table. The soldier who had been waiting for a long time was unhappy at first, and kicked the southern guest's stomach with his feet, and then took out a box cannon from his arms. The thief smiled and said, "If this is an open robbery, we are not laymen." .” After getting up from the ground, the southerner suddenly exclaimed: "No!" Then he looked outside, and several people turned their heads to the outside. It was too late and then soon, the Southern guest raised his hand and fired three shots at the soldier holding the gun. But only the sound of the machine spring knocking was heard, but there was no gunshot or bullets flying out.The soldier who came back to his senses was furious, without saying a word, he raised his hand and fired a gun, hitting Nan Ke's leg, gurgling black blood immediately came out, and then went up and hit the head with the butt of the gun , Nan Ke immediately bled, and then the gun in his hand was taken away. The soldier shook his gun and said, "It's strange, you kid has no bullets in your gun, why are you scaring people?" I saw the young man holding the fan beside the bill smiled slightly, opened his hand, and five bright brass bullets fell out of his palm cracklingly. Everyone gasped, the master of emotion is here. The young man didn't say much, put down the folding fan gently, and began to pick up the three stacked dice one by one.The top dice is a six, the second is also a six, and the third is a six. He smiled, and put the dice away for everyone to see clearly. Everyone was speechless and didn't understand what was going on here. The young man signaled that everyone understood, then picked up the three dice and held them in his palms to warm them up for a while. The guest said: "These three gadgets are given to me, how about it?" Nan Ke gritted his teeth in pain, and didn't care to say anything else, so he closed his eyes weakly and remained silent.The young man turned to the rascal who had been staring at the excitement and said, "How about it, my dear friend, you are the master, our game is over, this little brother won two thousand taels of silver, isn't that right?" The scoundrel seemed to have been exposed by someone, and his face turned red instantly, but he still said stubbornly: "That's natural, I won this round, and this southerner should keep the money." When Nanke heard this, he opened his eyes abruptly, snorted bitterly, and then said nothing again. In this way, Mr. Zhang received two thousand taels of silver in his hand in a daze, and walked out of the gambling house in a daze with the silver in his arms. The strange thing is that the rascal who had made an appointment with Sanqi to open the account in advance didn't even mention a penny. As for the matter, once the gambling stalls are over, the soles of the feet will be smeared.