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Chapter 212 Acne

Before Zheng Haizhu came over, Song Yingxing had already surveyed the terrain around the river under the leadership of Wu Bangdang.

Song Yingxing, who loves craftsmanship and has great respect for craftsmen, said to Zheng Haizhu sincerely: "Madam, this newly opened river, weirs and barriers are all very organized. I just heard what Manager Wu said,

It was built by craftsmen who dredged the Songjiang River, no wonder."

Zheng Haizhu nodded and said: "Borrowing strength from the water is like marching to fight, making progress step by step. My husband has seen it and thinks that our first step is impressive. Then Manager Wu and I are relieved. Let's continue to fight the battle."

Go down."

Song Yingxing heard the meaning of reliance in the woman's words and felt relieved.

On the contrary, his face became more humble: "I see that on the other side of the river in Zhuangzi, there is a barrel truck for irrigating the fields, and the water is abundant. What else does Madam want to do? Song is willing to hear the details."

Zheng Haizhu said: "Everything remains true to its origins. Even for Western-style firearms, forging is the key. If the forging is not enough, the chamber will easily explode. The other is drilling the gun barrel. If the drilling machines of the Jiangnan woodworkers can be modified to drill and grind steel,

It can be more precise than wrapping an iron rod and forging the blunderbuss tube together. But these two things, forging and driving the drill machine, both require one word: force. I invite you, sir, to help us transform manpower into

For water power.”

Song Yingxing was so smart, and what Zheng Haizhu said was not a slander. He understood immediately when he heard it: "Madam, do you want to use water power to forge hundreds of steel here, drill out the blunderbuss tube, and then assemble it manually?"

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"Yes. God will do the rough work, the hard work, and our people will do the fine work, the inspection work. Later, the high and low stoves were slowly moved here, separate from the fields, crops, spinning and weaving."

Song Yingxing turned his head and his eyes wandered along both sides of the river.

Song Yingxing was familiar with the scene of blacksmithing. The principle of using water power instead of manpower was not too profound. In his mind, it was just a few wooden gear machines that meshed with each other, and the water flow impacted the first one and transmitted the power to the last connected one.

On the hammer, instead of the craftsman swinging the hammer, half the manpower can be saved and the force of each forging can be ensured to be even.

As for the lathe for drilling gun tubes that Mrs. Zheng mentioned, the principle should be similar, except that the directions of the drill bit and hammer head are definitely different. Song Yingxing needs to see the process and requirements in person before he can use his brain in depth.

Zheng Haizhu waited patiently for Song Yingxing to lose consciousness for a while, then waved for Hua Er to come over.

In the car when I arrived, I had already done 80% of the ideological work for this girl. After I started in business, laid a solid foundation, and won the trust of the court, I started to work on the industrial and agricultural lines, which must be the same as those for the army.

Set up a network of confidants.

Hua Ersha touched his wife not because she didn't want her anymore, but the construction work was far more interesting than singing, dancing and settling accounts, so her worries turned into joy.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu pointed at the innocent and curious girl and said to Song Yingxing: "Sir, this child and her brother escaped from the slaves in Liaodong. Both brothers and sisters are good at repairing mule carts.

, I didn’t allocate fields to them, and asked them to follow me and receive monthly payments. But I also don’t want to bully them because they have no father or mother, and they will be tied to me as a servant from now on. How about you accept her as a disciple?”

"Oh..." Song Yingxing hesitated slightly, glanced at Wu Bangdang, who was also a man, and then lowered his eyes to the ground.

Of course Zheng Haizhu knew what he was hesitating about.

After all, in the ancients, the defense of men and women was engraved in their minds, and a man in his thirties would give someone a female apprentice who looked like a flower...

Song Yingxing's sudden expression of embarrassment made Zheng Haizhu feel a little relieved.

If it were the original Xu Dahua, his subconscious reaction would not be like this.

Descendants like her cannot fully know the personal ethics of a scientist who has left his name in history.

When I arrived in the late Ming Dynasty, I could only tell what kind of men I met, whether they were gentlemen like Yan Siqi and Huang Zunsu, or bastards like Xu Dahua, who I had dealt with.

But just because there are scumbags, we cannot deny that there are a large number of outstanding men among men.

Especially for women of the younger generation, we must not be like those who are narrow-minded and hold the idea that "men have no good things" and cut off the way for girls to learn skills from teachers and go out to make a career.

Zheng Haizhu then smiled indifferently, turned around and said to Wu Bond and others: "I will lead Mr. Song to the mouth of the dam for a walk."

The two walked to the dam that was beginning to take shape. Zheng Haizhu stopped, looked at the vast scenery of the island, and said to Song Yingxing: "When the sages also had sorrow, Zilu lamented that it is sad to be poor. In fact, it has been a hundred years, and life has been reversed, which hurts the spirit.

It’s more than just a poor word. If you ask me to say, it’s the imperial examination that hurts men, and it’s women’s virtue that hurts women.”

Song Yingxing was startled.

This statement is really harsh.

But if you think about it carefully, it's just because it's the first time you hear such deviant words coming from a woman's mouth.

Thinking about it again, at least the part of the sentence "It's a shame for men to take the imperial examination" seemed to speak to his heart, Lao Song.

Zheng Haizhu observed Song Yingxing's micro-expression and saw that his face was slightly moved in silence. He recalled that in another parallel time and space, the scientist shouted in the preface of "Tiangong Kaiwu" that "this book has nothing to do with fame and progress."

Please those literati who are dedicated to seeking official positions in the imperial examinations, please throw this book away. Such a heartfelt shouting, many vulgar and greasy people in later generations will regard it as the resentment of frustrated literati, but Zheng Haizhu believes that he dares to write such a book

This is the last hope of the late Ming Dynasty.

"Sir," Zheng Haizhu said calmly, "the mind studies things, and the study of things leads to knowledge. It has nothing to do with the skills of the eight-part essay, and it has nothing to do with the difference between men and women. Confining a beautiful woman in a deep house is like trapping a good man in an examination hall, year after year.

Day after day, my youth is exhausted, my head turns gray and I shed tears, and I am even as dull as a puppet. I cannot be more sad than this."

Song Yingxing was silent for another moment, then he said: "I am not a pedantic person. When I was in Nanjing, I heard Lu Xiandi talk about many wives' righteous deeds, and I was quite impressed. Nowadays, women craftsmen and craftsmen are treated as normal in the Susong area, which is quite remarkable.

It is a good sign that heaven has created something. Song is willing to support the juniors recommended by his wife, but can he bring some for both male and female disciples?"

Zheng Haizhu smiled and said cheerfully: "That's natural, we are not opening a nunnery."

He added a third of enthusiasm and said: "By the way, sir, although Chongming is an island, it is the gateway to the East China Sea established by Taizu. The adjacent Songjiang River has been opened and closed. After living here for a while, sir, if you don't mind, I will

Sir, would you like to build a larger house and place the family papers there?"

Song Yingxing came into being after the New Year. In the past, many of the teachers he dealt with were of the same age and liked to talk in roundabout ways. But today, I realized that a woman like this woman did not adjust her book bag and spoke directly when she had something to say. There was no abruptness in the conversation.

Feeling rough.

He then became relaxed and thanked with a smile.

Zheng Haizhu continued to point out the scope of his land in Chongming, and discussed with Song Yingxing the details of water hammer, hydraulic punching and other facilities, but he devoted his attention to planning the nonsense that he had encountered in the past few days.

That day, the county called her to the Yamen Office. The county magistrate, accompanied by Yang Xiancheng, spoke to her personally and said that he wanted to ask her to first buy fifty muskets and two small cannons loaded with three or four kilograms of iron bullets.

, sent to Yao Qianhu Health Center in Beidao.

Yue Zhixian is a fox who is experienced in officialdom.

Faced with two tigers, the Yao and Zheng families, each with their own backing, Yue Zhixian wanted to accuse Yao Qianhu of engaging in smuggling to provide money for himself and Yangxian Cheng, but he did not dare to suppress Zheng Haizhu forcefully, so he had to resort to cunning tactics.

, first find a censor who was acquainted with him in the same year to impeach Chongming Qianhu's military preparations for dereliction. When the Ministry of War came to interrogate, Yue Zhixian took advantage of the opportunity to make a petition to Suzhou Military Preparation, saying that Yao Qianhu was also unjust, and those who took over were the former broken coppers.

Rotten iron, it has been sixty or seventy years since Chongming fought against Japanese pirates, how can it still be used?

After such a disturbance, the "one's own" censor who initially impeached him turned to impeach the cabinet. At the end of the article, he praised Fujian Governor Shang Zhou Zuo for his wise understanding of people and the purchase of firearms from the Zheng family of Songjiang, which brought peace to the Minhai Sea.

Suzhou Bingbei Dao saw that something was not right, and took the initiative to report that they could coordinate with the Dao, County, and Guards, and each contribute a portion of the money. They also followed the example of Fujian and asked Zheng to order firearms and reserve them for the Chongming Guards.

The magistrate of Yue County and the Prime Minister of Yang County talked pleasantly, but Zheng Haizhu didn't believe it after hearing it.

Most of them are local snakes who want to steal the wool from her firearms factory and resell it somewhere.

It is obvious that Chongming County and Yao Qianhu are on the same side, and that the officers and soldiers conspired to enrich themselves privately.

What's interesting is that they didn't think that Zheng Haizhu, an outsider, was too stupid. They didn't make up the lie that a monster became a Buddha overnight, and lied to her that Yao Qianhu also wanted to actively train in the army, so he wanted to buy arms.

Nine twists and turns.

Now that Suzhou Bingbei Dao had been managed to get involved and speak out, he had no reason to refuse the firearms factory as a "prospector" for the imperial court.

However, before there was sufficient evidence, and when Fang Congzhe was still the Prime Minister, it was even more hasty to report Chongming and others to Zhang Shilang of the Ministry of War.

Zheng Haizhu then wondered if there was any way to bury a clever thing in the firearm. It would perform well when it was delivered, and after being used for a while, it would have to be sent back to the factory for repair. What if Yao Qianhu was really just trying to compete with Zheng Jiajun?

To prepare the army, he must be able to train soldiers and use guns. At most, he can help him maintain it once every six months. If he sells it privately, the item will be broken in the hands of the buyer. By then, Emperor Tianqi will be on the throne and Fang Congzhe will step down. It is best to do this

After the incident was exposed, I had to take care of Yao Qianhu.

Now Song Yingxing was invited, and it happened that he combined with the Portuguese technicians recruited by Songjiang locals and Sun Yuanhua through the Jesuits to bury this technical pit.

Just when Zheng Haizhu was concentrating on two things, he suddenly saw a fast horse galloping in the direction of Zhuangzi.

It's the familiar face from the county who often comes to deliver news.

The official stopped his horse and exchanged a few words with Wu Bondang in a hurry, then rushed towards the dam entrance.

"Mrs. Zheng, the second master asked me to bring you a message. That little carpenter in your village, he, he has acne!"

Zheng Haizhu's expression suddenly changed.

A Shan, a young carpenter, was asked by the county to do carpentry a month ago. When he came back, he said with a grimace that it was Yang County Cheng who sold favors to Yao Qianhu and asked him to make furniture.

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, Yang County Cheng sent someone to call him away to work again.

The second reason why Zheng Haizhu was angry was because he became suspicious.

Ashan took the lead, and she asked Aya to go to the county town to keep an eye on her for a few days on the pretext of going to the city to do some shopping and to check on the current situation of the ancestral home for Grandma Tang.

In order to prevent Zhuangmen from feeling abnormal, Aya rejected Zheng Haizhu's proposal to keep the child and took the little bean bag away with him.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu was so concerned that he almost blurted out to the official, "Is Aya from my village with him?"

Fortunately, the official was quick-tongued and rough, so he didn't shy away from it. He followed up with the following sentence: "The little widow in Madam's house is Ashan's mistress, right? The little widow went to meet him. No, not only she, but also her baby.

He was also locked up in one place!"


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