Chapter 6, White Wax Gun Barrel.

Be cautious, Anfu," Wu Liang cautioned. He had no children of his own, so he loved Wu Anfu as if he were his own. Yesterday, he had explained many military regulations to Wu Anfu, and now he was afraid that Wu Anfu might forget, so he reminded him again.

The strength of Dahans is formidable, but their moves are somewhat clumsy. After a few rounds, they couldn't even get close to Wu Anfu's body. However, in one move, Dahans swung his axe down, causing Wu Anfu to grip the spear tighter. The force of the axe caused his hand to crack. This minor injury should have been inconsequential, but Wu Anfu felt somewhat depressed. In his previous life, he had also learned some martial arts, although he had never touched a spear, he had seen others use it. Now, looking at the spear in his hand, he felt that it was somewhat different from what he had seen in his previous life, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. Usually, when practicing with the spear, he would compare techniques with others and rarely engage in direct confrontation. This time, the crack in his hand made Wu Anfu contemplate the difference in using the spear. In his previous life, he had also learned some martial arts, although he had never touched a spear, he had seen others use it. Now, looking at the spear in his hand, he felt that it was somewhat different from what he had seen in his previous life, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. Usually, when practicing with the spear, he would compare techniques with others and rarely engage in direct confrontation. This time, the crack in his hand made Wu Anfu contemplate the difference in using the spear.

After playing for a while, Sun Cheng shouted that he was not a match and did not want to accompany Wu Anfu in his mischief anymore. Wu Anfu refused to stop and kept clamoring to find someone to compete with. Helpless, Sun Cheng found a burly man from the camp to challenge him.

Wu Anfu just told Sun Cheng about the incident of his hand being injured by the tiger's mouth. Sun Cheng finished listening and said, "When facing heavy weapons with a gun, one cannot grip it tightly. When heavy weapons like hammers, axes, and clubs are swung, they may have the force of hundreds of kilograms. If we insist on a direct confrontation with the gun, we will only suffer. If we must confront, we can only hold the gun loosely. These are just basic principles. The marshal's gun is better than mine, why ask me?" "I was wondering why my hand got injured when facing weapons," said Wu Anfu. Suddenly, he remembered that in his previous life, the guns he had seen were made of white waxwood, light and agile, flipping up and down when facing hard weapons, always making virtual contact and borrowing force to counter force, using three parts of strength to overcome ten parts of skill. It was completely different from the heavy and steady iron gun he was holding now. It was steady, but the agility that the spear should have was completely stifled. Thinking of this, he slapped his head and said, "Sun Cheng, do you know where there are white wax trees?" "White wax trees? There are some outside the camp," Sun Cheng pointed to a forest several miles away from the camp.

The next day, the reluctant Wu Kuiwu and Wu Liang personally sent Wu Anfu to the Beiping Prefecture Yamen. Luo Yi's "recruitment" was played beautifully. On the surface, it was to elevate Wu Anfu, but in fact, it was to tie him to her side. Wu Kuiwu and Wu Liang couldn't help but regret not letting Wu Anfu be a deputy general in their army earlier. Unable to refuse Luo Yi's "kindness," the two could only warn Wu Anfu to be careful and wait a few days before pretending to be sick and returning home. Presumably, Luo Yi couldn't really keep him.

After Wu Anfu excitedly attached the gun heads to both ends of the white wax pole, Sun Cheng still had doubts: "Will this wooden pole work?"

Is the Young Marshal's hand unharmed? Sun Cheng heard that Wu Anfu was injured and came over to ask.

I happen to have something to ask you. Wu Anfu said.

I, Zhang Gong, respectfully pay my respects to the Grand Marshal, Deputy Marshal m.hetushu.com.com. At the gate of the Beiping Prefectural Government, a young man in white had been waiting. As soon as Wu Kui and his group arrived, he stepped forward and greeted them.

Come on, let's gesture. Wu Anfu has prepared the gun. Sun Cheng, helpless, took the iron gun and came to the camp with Wu Anfu, and gestured.

Zhang Gongjin secretly complained, but dared not disobey the order, so he had to say, "I will obey the lord's order and do my best." From that day on, Wu Anfu began to work in the Beiping Prefecture Yamen. He was suspicious and cautious by nature. However, half a month passed without any disturbance. The flag officer was actually a military officer in the yamen, usually with little to do, only attending the court with Luo Yisheng on the first and fifteenth of each month, and was quite relaxed at other times. Wu Anfu gradually got used to this kind of life. Zhang Gongjin had long heard of Wu Anfu's bad reputation, but upon getting to know him, he found that he was not as unbearable as rumored, and his attitude towards him was quite friendly. When they were on duty together, they chatted and it was not boring. Wu Anfu knew that Zhang Gongjin was also a talented person, so he deliberately tried to get close to him.

Father and uncle, rest assured, I will do my best to handle things. You are busy with official duties, so please return quickly. Wu Anfu thought that whether he advanced or retreated, it was a double-edged sword. He couldn't show any weakness in front of his colleague Zhang Gongjin. After seeing off Wu Kui and Wu Liang, he bowed to Zhang Gongjin and said, "Brother Zhang, thank you for your help." Zhang Gongjin naturally knew that Wu Anfu was a famous playboy and was aware of the conflict between the Wang Mansion and the Shuai Mansion. He had heard that Wu Anfu wanted to work in the Wang Mansion, which made him quite troubled privately. As a low-ranking official, he was most afraid of getting involved in such power struggles in the officialdom. After careful consideration, he decided to take a step-by-step approach with a self-preserving attitude. Bowing to Zhang Gongjin, he said, "Brother Zhang, thank you for your help." Zhang Gongjin naturally knew that Wu Anfu was a famous playboy and was aware of the conflict between the Wang Mansion and the Shuai Mansion. He had heard that Wu Anfu wanted to work in the Wang Mansion, which made him quite troubled privately. As a low-ranking official, he was most afraid of getting involved in such power struggles in the officialdom. After careful consideration, he decided to take a step-by-step approach with a self-preserving attitude. Now, when it came to Wu Anfu, he couldn't be too affectionate or too cold, so he could only give empty promises and lead the way.

No need, you take my son inside. In the future, you will all be colleagues, and I will rely on you to take care of him. Wu Kui didn't want to see Luo Yi. He glanced at his son, who was dressed as an official today, although he was still thin. The official uniform seemed a bit big on him, but overall, he looked presentable. Wu Kui felt both happy and worried in his heart.

Sun Cheng asked strangely, "Marshal, why are you cutting down this tree?" "Don't ask, is there a carpenter in the army?" Wu Anfu retorted, his heart constantly stirred by his own thoughts.

The Brave Cavalry Camp is a military camp controlled by Wu Kuiwu Liang. The Beiping Army, controlled by Luo Yi, is located in the north and south of the city, and they are said to be the horns of each other. They guard the city walls, but in reality, they are competing with each other and have their own hidden agendas. Wu Anfu hasn't had a chance to spar with anyone for a long time, so he rode out of the city on a whim. He galloped all the way to the Brave Cavalry Camp, where the soldiers recognized him and let him in. Wu Kuiwu Liang was busy with military affairs, so Wu Anfu didn't bother them and went to find Sun Cheng to practice with.

Yes, there is. Sun Cheng thought he was going to create some kind of fitness equipment.

The prince is reviewing official documents in the hall. Do the two marshals want to see the prince? I will go and inform them immediately.

Zhang Gongjin? Wu Anfu glanced at him a few times on https://m.hetushu.com. Seeing that he was young, fair-skinned, tall and handsome, he wondered if Du Yi and Du Wenzhong were at the Wang Mansion at this time.

Returning home from the Wang Mansion today, I noticed that it was still early in the day and remembered that I hadn't practiced spear for many days. Wu Anfu felt a bit itchy in his heart, so he brought out a horse from the stable and took his flower spear with two snake heads, and left the mansion. He headed towards the cavalry camp outside the city.

What's the matter? Sun Cheng saw Wu Anfu holding a gun and staring blankly, not knowing what he wanted to ask.

In the hall of the Beijing Prefecture, a bright mirror hung high, and the atmosphere was solemn. Luo Yi sat upright in the hall, while Luo Cheng, dressed in white, stood by his side. Two rows of flag officials stood below, each with a heroic and strong posture. Wu Anfu had never seen such a formal scene before, and he felt awe in his heart. When he came to the hall, he bowed and said, "I, Wu Anfu, pay my respects to the prince." Luo Yi raised his eyelids and said, "It's good that you're here. From today on, you will be the third-class flag official of the Beijing Prefecture. You should be clear about the rules in the yamen. Here, everyone is equal, and even the prince will be punished for breaking the law like a commoner. Do you understand?" Wu Anfu bowed and said, "I understand." "That's good. From now on, you will follow Zhang Gongjin. Gongjin, you should teach him how to handle things well. If there are any mistakes, you will also be implicated," said Luo Yi.

Ask the carpenter to come to me, I have some work for him. Half an hour later, when the carpenter, sweating profusely, brought the planed eight-foot white wax pole and the drawings, Sun Cheng still did not understand what Wu Anfu wanted to do. It's no wonder that during the Sui and Tang dynasties, iron spears were used. It wasn't until the Song dynasty that people started using white wax poles as spear shafts, which led to a technological revolution in spear techniques. Although Wu Anfu didn't read much in his previous life, he knew a lot of miscellaneous knowledge. He vaguely remembered such a thing, and just this alone made him five points stronger than others in terms of weapons. But that's another story.

Take me to see it quickly. Wu Anfu only knew that the gun barrels from his previous life were made of white wax, but he didn't know what the white wax tree looked like. The two of them rode out of the camp and arrived in the woods. It was only after Sun Cheng pointed it out that they saw a patch of white wax trees. Wu Anfu saw that most of these trees were about ten to twenty years old, mostly tall and straight, suitable for making gun barrels. He returned to the camp and instructed several soldiers to cut down more than ten trees and bring them back. The soldiers naturally didn't dare to ask too much and quickly returned with the trees.

Where is the prince? Wu Kui asked.

Wu Anfu's heart was filled with anxiety. Luo Yi might not necessarily endanger his own life, but this move was indeed quite cunning. If he made any mistakes, he might find himself in trouble. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to escape unscathed. However, despite the dangers, Wu Anfu saw this as an opportunity. His father and uncle, who were supported by the influential figure Wang Yanglin, were loyal to the Sui Dynasty and would never betray it. On the other hand, Luo Yi and his son Luo Cheng were naturally rebellious. Getting close to them would be helpful for future matters. Even if he couldn't win them over, he could sow discord and plan accordingly. Despite the risks, Wu Anfu believed that this was a chance. With the courage of a hero who would never return, he stood in front of the Beiping Prefectural Government after pondering all night.