Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred and Sixty-Eight: Overworked and Sick
The most important thing is that if this experiment has great value and can get huge returns, then Han Du can still grit his teeth and come up with ten thousand mirrors.
But Han Du has long known that even if this experiment is successful and reaches the point where the iron is melted and gold shines, it will not be of much use. Is this thing just used to make iron? You can do it with a blast furnace, so why bother using it?
These mirrors? What's more, this thing relies heavily on sunlight. For example, in the current winter, the sunlight has almost no temperature. Let alone 10,000 mirrors. Even if Zhang Bei prepares 100,000 mirrors, it is impossible to make them.
To the point where molten iron sparkles with gold.
However, Han Du couldn't refuse the students' ideas directly, as that would severely dampen their unbridled creativity. So, he wrote a paragraph on the application. There are so many mirrors, where do you put them?
"Really? Where should I put the mirror?" Zhang Bei immediately fell into deep thought after receiving Han Du's reply.
As New Year's Eve approached, Han Du was walking on the street, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky. He stretched out his hand to catch a piece, which was not big, only the size of a fingernail. It fell on Han Du's hand, and was washed away by his body temperature, and soon melted into a little water stain.
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Such a small amount of water damage was inconspicuous, but it made Han Du sigh, "This winter is colder than last year!"
Han Du knew the reason for this deeply. It was the Little Ice Age. Han Du had changed a lot since coming to the Ming Dynasty. Queen Ma, who was supposed to die of illness in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, lived until the thirtieth year of Hongwu. She was originally early
The Zhu Biao of Yao is now in good condition. The original maritime ban of "no entry into the sea" due to the intrusion of Japanese pirates has now disappeared without a trace. Even the ships of the Ming Dynasty have spread all over the Southeast Asia, and a few have even gone as far as the West. ??
But in the face of this natural climate change, Handu was still very powerless.
Fortunately, Han Du was quite pleased that every household on both sides of the street was using coal stoves and had kang beds burning in their rooms. Coupled with enough food and sufficient clothing, at least they could survive in such weather.
, and no one will freeze to death.
At least, that's the case in Beijing.
Last year's New Year's Eve, Han Du was still climbing on the ice and sleeping in the snow on the grassland. Therefore, this year's New Year's Eve is extremely precious to the Han family. After the banquet in the palace, Han Du hurriedly returned home to be with his family.
Celebrating New Year’s Eve.
It’s the beginning of the new year, when everything is getting better.
A eunuch hurried over and summoned Han Du into the palace.
Following the eunuch to Qianqing Palace, the eunuch stopped outside the palace and shouted in a sharp voice, "The Duke of Zhen Guo is here~"
"Quick pass!"
When Han Du heard that it was a girl's voice, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and walked into the hall.
The next moment, he almost bumped into a girl who was rushing out.
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br> "What happened?" Han Du didn't have time to salute, so he quickly asked in a deep voice.
Han Du noticed that today's summons was weird from beginning to end. Zhu Biao was supposed to give the order to summon him, but it was the girl who took the order.
"Brother, the emperor is sick!" Han Jingyun looked a little scared.
Han Du's expression suddenly changed. What could make the girl so frightened must not be a minor illness.
"The Emperor is inside?"
The girl nodded quickly.
"Take me in quickly."
"Brother, come quickly."
With that said, Han Jingyun brought Han Du inside.
As soon as he entered, Han Du saw Zhu Biao lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face turned pale. Zhu Zhu was sitting on the Jindun and put his hand on Zhu Biao's wrist.
Han Du quickly stood still and made no sound so as not to disturb the court judgement.
After waiting for a moment, Zhu Xi withdrew his fingers and put Zhu Biao's hand under the quilt. After discussing with several other imperial doctors, he said to Han Jingyun, "Mother, the emperor is overworked and has poisoned his heart. I will boil the medicine first and give it to the emperor."
Take it and it won't take long for you to get better. But please remember, the emperor must not work too hard in the future. Otherwise, if the disease continues to recur, I will be helpless."
"Thank you, King Zhou." Han Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Zhu Xi gratefully.
As long as the emperor is fine, the emperor's appearance earlier really made her
I was shocked.
Han Du looked at the girl strangely. She was just overworked. Although it sounded serious from what Zhu Zhu said, she was not so eager to summon him into the palace~
Han Jingyun seemed to notice Han Du's gaze, turned around subconsciously, and then whispered, "Just now, the emperor coughed up blood."
Coughing up blood is scary.
Han Du's eyes widened. No matter what time it was, coughing up blood was a sign of serious illness.
When Zhu Zhu finished writing the prescription, Han Du took the opportunity to come forward and say, "Your Majesty, Han Du, pays homage to the King of Zhou."
Zhu Zhu seemed to be quite tired, he just sighed and nodded to Han Du, and then left with a group of imperial doctors.
Symptoms like overwork go away as quickly as they come on. In just two or three days, Zhu Biao was already feeling better, as if he had completely recovered.
However, when Han Jingyun saw that he had just recovered from his illness, he started reviewing the memorials again, and one batch was completed.
I reviewed until late at night. I still couldn't help but remind me, "Your Majesty, His Highness King Zhou has told you not to work too hard anymore and to take more rest."
Zhu Biao sighed helplessly, turned to look at Han Jingyun who was holding the ginseng tea in his hand, and said, "I also want to rest, but there is no other way."
Shaking his head, he continued, "The Ming Dynasty is too big. After clearing the grassland, it extends to the Far North in the north, Hami in the west, Annan in the south, as well as Nanyang and the West. All of them are the territory of the Ming Dynasty. These tens of thousands of miles of land are countless
How many things happen to our people every day? Which one of these does not require me to deal with one by one?"
Putting down the ginseng tea in his hand, Han Jingyun hugged Zhu Biao's arm tightly and said with a hint of tears, "Your Majesty, do you know? This time you scared me, scared me. I saw you coughing up blood at that time.
When I was pregnant, I didn’t know what to do? What if you asked me to have two children?”
"I know." Zhu Biao reached out and patted the back of Han Jingyun's hand to comfort him.
Then he sighed and said, "But what can I do? My father also worked hard at night to review the memorials. Although I am not as good as my father, I can't even do this well, right?"
Han Jingyun also fell silent. Today's Ming Dynasty is much bigger than when it was in the hands of his father. Naturally, there are many more affairs that need to be handled by Zhu Biao.
Although she couldn't imagine how to face such a situation, she suddenly thought of Han Du.
So, he tentatively said, "How about we let my brother think of a solution?"
Zhu Biao had already made up his mind to bite the bullet and continue to hold on. Now when he suddenly heard Han Jingyun's suggestion, he was not only moved.
"Perhaps Han Du really has a way, but that's not necessarily true."
Then he nodded to Han Jingyun and said with a smile, "Okay, then I will call him here tomorrow to ask."
"Hmm~"
The next day, Han Du was summoned to Qianqing Palace.
After the ceremony, Han Du smiled and said, "Looking at the emperor's glowing face and full of vitality, he must be in good health."
Zhu Biao smiled and nodded, "I'm fine, but I've been ill for the past few days, and more and more memorials have accumulated."
Hearing this, Han Du quickly reminded, "Your Majesty, King Zhou wants your Majesty to rest more."
"I know." Zhu Biao nodded, pointing helplessly at the large pile of memorials on the imperial court, "But I know better that if these memorials are not reviewed as soon as possible, I am afraid that major events in the world will be missed."
On the one hand, we must rest, but on the other hand, we must review the memorial as soon as possible. It is indeed a dilemma.
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If it were Han Du himself, he would definitely choose to rest. But obviously, Zhu Biao would choose to finish reviewing the memorial, even if it is harmful to his health.
"Your Majesty, can I take a look at these memorials?" Han Du's heart moved and he bowed down.
Zhu Biao leaned back in his chair and pointed at the memorial casually, "Of course, you can look at it as you like."
Han Du was not polite, stepped forward, reached out and picked up a memorial.
"There will be little rain for plowing this spring, so plowing has been delayed, fearing that there will be less grain in autumn."
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This is a report on spring plowing in a certain county. It says that during the plowing this spring, there was not much rain, so the plowing was delayed a little, which may result in a reduction in the autumn harvest. I want to remind the court to prepare early.
Is this memorial important? On the surface, it seems very important. It involves spring plowing and grain production reduction. Everything is of great concern.
However, upon further investigation, this memorial was not mentioned at all. This was just the situation in one county. Handu quickly searched other counties around it, but did not find the same situation. In other words, the lack of rain during spring plowing just happened. In this county, it may not even be the case in the whole county, but only in some places.
Even if the lack of rain affects grain production, considering the current size of Ming Dynasty, as long as other counties do not have this situation, the grain loss can be easily wiped out by other counties, and it does not matter at all.
In other words, the county magistrate used a very serious tone and said a trivial matter.
Han Du quickly found dozens of memorials, and all of them were talking about such insignificant things. Among them, there was only one important thing that really affected the world, and that was that some tribes on the grassland crossed the border to graze after demarcating guard posts. And there was a conflict, which directly destroyed a guard station.
"Your Majesty, these civil servants want to tire you to death on purpose!"
Zhu Biao was stunned and asked in surprise, "How do you say that?"
Han Du's thoughts wandered to Lao Zhu and said, "Because of Hu Weiyong's rebellion, the imperial examination abolished the Zhongshu Province, abolished the prime ministership that had lasted for more than a thousand years, and caused the dissatisfaction of all the officials. Does the emperor still remember?
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"Remember." Zhu Biao was also on the side of the civil servants at first. He also believed that the prime minister should be reinstated, but he did not dare to propose it due to the majesty of his father.
Han Du nodded and continued, "I won't go into what Huang Kao thinks. I will only say that after Huang Kao abolished the prime minister, all the officials were very dissatisfied with it and even hated Huang Kao."