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Chapter Twenty-One

The prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties was irrefutable to Han Du, but he was not unable to prove that what he said was right.

Han Du took a different approach and asked Lao Zhu, "Your Majesty is knowledgeable about the past and the present. Does your Majesty know how the ancient ancestors lived?"

Although Zhu Yuanzhang was born as a cowherd boy, he had always been diligent in his studies. Han Du's problem could not stump him. "It is recorded in ancient books that our ancestors drank hair and drank blood and hunted ferocious beasts for food."

"Your Majesty, please look." Han Du smiled and stretched out his right hand, spreading his five fingers, "As a human being, the fangs are no match for domestic dogs, the sharp claws are no match for wild cats, and the strength of cows and horses is twice that of a human being. Let alone

Jackals, tigers, and leopards, unless they are gifted, most people will end up being eaten by beasts when faced with bare hands. How can humans stand out from such an environment and become a being that overwhelms all living creatures?

?It’s all about the various skills that are constantly emerging.”

"The ancient ancestors did not have sharp claws or teeth, so they ground stones into axes, cut poles into spears, and tied vines into nets to hunt wild beasts. Later, when skills developed and bronzes began to appear, the wild beasts could no longer threaten people.

A warrior armed with a bronze sword and wearing armor can kill a ferocious beast alone. With the further development of skills, there is now iron. The steel that has been tempered is sharper and tougher than the bronze sword."

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"Your Majesty, imagine if there were two armies, one equipped with a bronze sword and the other equipped with a hundred-forged steel sword. What would the two armies look like when they met on the battlefield? The hundred-forged steel sword would easily cut through the bronze.

Swords, an army equipped with hundred-forged steel swords will carry out a one-sided massacre of an army equipped with bronze swords. This is true for the army, and so is the country."

"May I ask Your Majesty, can work make the country strong?"

After Han Du finished speaking, he fell to the ground again.

This time Zhu Yuanzhang did not immediately refute him, but fell into a long silence with a solemn expression.

Lao Zhu was shocked because no one had ever told Lao Zhu such history.

It's not that Zhu Yuanzhang didn't understand history. On the contrary, he very much agreed with the saying "use history as a mirror, and you can know the ups and downs." It's just that in the past, whether he read history books himself or invited great Confucians to tell him history, he always stood on the side of

We understand and view history from the perspective of an emperor or ruler, learn lessons from it, and summarize experiences. Never before has Han Du analyzed the history of human development from the perspective that the continuous development of skills makes people stronger and stronger.

As a result, it instantly exceeded Lao Zhu's cognition, and his heart was extremely shaken.

Although Han Du's angle was strange and his statement seemed absurd, it was clear and logical. Lao Zhu had to admit that what Han Du said was right.

A country without workers is not strong!

However, Lao Zhu was not very willing to open a golden mouth to pay salaries to the craftsmen. The main reason was that the court had no money. In order to rest with the people, Lao Zhu reduced a large number of taxes, and the fiscal year was in deficit. If it were not for the support of treasure banknotes,

, let alone the Northern Expedition to the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the imperial court would collapse in a few years.

A penny stumps a hero, and so does the emperor.

Han Du fell to the ground, and as time went by, he became more and more uneasy. If Lao Zhu didn't allow it, then he really had nothing to do.

"I promoted you to the treasure banknote promotion department. I promoted you to print treasure banknotes, not to steal the salary of craftsmen."

Sure enough, Lao Zhu still disagrees? Han Du felt cold.

"I only ask about the results, not the process. If you can't make treasure coins, be careful if you end up with your head on the ground. Get out!" After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he looked at Han Du. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt upset. There was a bad sign.

Emerging from the bottom of my heart.

Han Du was overjoyed when he heard this. Finally, Lao Zhu agreed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Han Du asked tentatively with a happy face, "I wonder if the imperial court can allocate some money to support me." He secretly rubbed his thumb and index finger. In Han Du's opinion, Lao Zhu always had to express something.

, you can’t just get the benefits without bleeding.

Han Du was so courageous that he actually wanted to steal the money from Lao Zhu.

The old eunuch on the side straightened his eyes when he heard Han Du asking for money from the emperor. His body tensed up, waiting for Lao Zhu's order at any time, and he rushed forward and took off Han Du's five-flowered tied up.

"No, if the court is rich, why would it use you?" Surprisingly, Lao Zhu did not order Han Du to be arrested, but directly refused.

No money?

If you want technology without giving money, where is such a good thing? Han Du was immediately furious. He waited for a moment with his neck in his hands. Seeing that Lao Zhu had no intention of letting go, he could only settle for the next best thing.

"If Your Majesty does not allocate money, then please allow Your Majesty to allow Baochao Lifting Company to sell its skills. Your Majesty cannot leave any source of income to Baochao Lifting Company. If this is the case, then I really

There is no way at all, after all, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice."

Han Du spread his hands and sighed, acting like a rogue.

"allow!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is wise."

Even if you wear it a thousand times, you will never wear it.

Watching Han Du leave, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly and said to himself: "It's interesting to dare to negotiate terms with me. I didn't expect that Han De, who has always been upright, could actually give birth to such an interesting son."

The old eunuch on the side saw the emperor's happy face and couldn't help but interjected: "The emperor seems to like this boy very much. It is rare to see the emperor smile once."

"It doesn't matter. If he can't make the treasure, even if I like him, I will still punish him."

Zhu Yuanzhang is such a stubborn person. Not to mention someone who just finds it interesting. Even if he is a brother who lives and dies together, he will kill as soon as he says it, without any hesitation.

But at the same time, Lao Zhu was also a pragmatic person and an emperor who loved talents. As long as you have the ability and are beneficial to the court and the people, then even if you are a little wanton in front of him, he will not kill you.

But if you dare to embezzle, accept bribes, and harm the people, you can peel off your skin and pretend to be grass.

Han Du walked towards the outside of the imperial city. He felt a little regretful that he had not squeezed any money out of Lao Zhu's pocket today. However, since the biggest purpose of this trip was achieved, it was not a wasted trip.

Seeing that it was still early, I decided to continue working at the Baobao Lifting Department.

He had just forced away several court officials today. Han Du had no right to tell Cao Zheng and others to get out like this. He still needed to report to the court for permission.

Naturally, Han Du had never held a writing brush in his previous life, but in this life, he had obtained the title of Juren, so writing with a writing brush was no problem. He used the small regular script in his hand and wrote a memorial that clearly explained the ins and outs.

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After sorting out the memorial and handing it over to the clerk, Han Du saw that it was already time to go off duty, so he walked back home again.

As soon as he entered the house, Han Du saw smoke coming from a place in his house.

Is this a house on fire?

Han Du was startled, and before he had time to see clearly, he ran towards the place where the smoke was coming from.

The Han family just left their house in the capital. If it was burned down, they wouldn't even have a place to stay.

Han Du ran to the place where the smoke was coming from and saw that it was the kitchen. He only saw white smoke billowing and no open fire. His heart suddenly dropped.

It doesn't appear to be a fire.

"Cough cough cough,"

A series of coughing sounds came from the kitchen.

Who is lighting the fire? How come there is such a big battle?

Han Du held his breath, walked in, waved his hands to disperse the thick smoke in front of his eyes, and saw a girl dressed in white lighting a fire in front of the stove.

"Jingyun, what are you doing?"

When Han Jingyun heard Han Du's voice, he raised his head and noticed that his elder brother was in front of him.

Her pretty face was covered in black and gray marks, like a tabby cat.

"Brother, cough cough cough, I, cough cough cough..."

Seeing that she was choked and speechless, Han Du quickly signaled her to stop talking, stretched out his hand to pull her up, and walked out the door.

When they came outside the door, the smoke was no longer enveloped, and they both took a few deep breaths to calm down.

"What are you doing? Why are you running to the kitchen when you have nothing to do? You are a lady and you know how to cook?"

"Ahem, cough, cough," Han Jingyun finally regained his composure, and said softly, "I saw that my eldest brother didn't seem to have any appetite for the food when he was eating last night, so I thought...

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The more Han Jingyun spoke, the softer her voice became. In the end, she lowered her head and wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Okay, Han Du understands what's going on.

My dear elder sister thought that she had a poor appetite, so she took it upon herself to change the taste for her brother.

It’s just that girl, judging from the way you lit the fire, brother, I need a stomach as strong as steel to be able to eat the dark dishes you made.

"Are you feeling sorry for me? The way you cook is not as good as the ones we brought." Han Du glanced at Jing Yun resentfully, but he dared to think about this in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud.

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It doesn't matter if a girl can cook well or not, her attitude says everything, but you can't attack her attitude.

Forget it, just do it yourself.

As a member of a big foodie empire in his previous life, Han Du had an innate talent for eating. In addition, after he got married, he strived to be a good man who could work in the hall and in the kitchen. With the constant encouragement of his wife,

Afterwards, I finally developed excellent cooking skills.

Seeing that the thick smoke had basically dissipated, Han Du walked towards the kitchen.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Han Jingyun asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's cooking." Han Du went in without looking back.

Han Jingyun's face turned pale after hearing this, and he quickly said: "Brother, I can't help it. You, a gentleman, are far away from the kitchen. You can't..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Jingyun stepped forward and pulled Han Du.

Seeing the girl's nervous look, Han Du flicked her forehead with his finger and said, "A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. It means that a gentleman should have compassion. It has nothing to do with cooking. Don't read out of context."


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