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Chapter 227 The Princes Son-in-law (Part 1)

The next day, Zheng Haizhu took Song Yingxing to visit Zhu Yipai.

Song Yingxing returned to the inn and thought about it for the whole night. When he saw Zheng Haizhu, he solemnly said: "Madam, if I think about it, steam buckets and water pumping are not idiotic dreams. It is like the seesaw played by children. One end is boiling water and the other is pumping water.

The end that boils water is pushed up by the water vapor, and the end that pumps water naturally falls into the mine. The water at this end is cold, the lid of the pot sinks, and the bucket that pumps water at the other end is lifted up. But it is faster to toss and turn like this.

With divine help, we must try to make the hot air turn cold for a moment."

Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, as expected, all the top-level science and engineering men in the world are equally good. Song Yingxing quickly found the way to the steam pump, and realized that the key to this kind of device to shine in practice is the stroke.

The time must be short.

Zheng Haizhu, a modern liberal arts girl, had no idea how to make specific devices.

But businessmen always care about efficiency while not forgetting safety. What's more, Zheng Haizhu heard the news about many steam engine explosions in history in her previous life. She then said to Song Yingxing: "Sir, you are a great talent, but I have to remind you that it is hot and cold.

Be careful of the stove exploding. It is similar to our firearms."

Song Yingxing suddenly felt that it made sense, and took out a thin book to write down something.

He is good at the design of ingenious mechanisms. When he was in Chongming, Zheng Haizhu asked him to do some tricks on the cover door of a machine gun sold to Yao Qianhu.

After all, scientists who come to Jiangnan are not as familiar as Zheng Haizhu, a female owner who has been running a firearms factory for several years.

It happened that Zhu Yipai came to the front hall. After Zheng Haizhu introduced Song Yingxing, he quickly explained the method of pumping water with steam. Mr. Song was given all the credit for the work. At the end, he said sincerely: "Your Highness, everything is difficult at the beginning. I sincerely ask you."

Your Highness, please give Mr. Song some more time. If we make this thing, it will be of great use in the future. If we can have the extraordinary strength to pump water from the deep pit, we can also push the wheels of the carriage forward."

When Zhu Yipai heard this, his eyes lit up, he thought for a moment, and laughed and said: "If you can push a cart, can't you push a boat? Mr. Song, after draining the water from my Lufu mine, hurry up and give it to your Bole."

Planning and planning, how can we use this steam instead of wind to push Mrs. Zheng's ship thousands of miles a day? Come, please give me gold and earthen gifts to my husband."

The maid came forward with the reward in her hands. There were five silver ingots engraved in the middle like flat boats in the box. On the other tray were clothing materials. The elegant luster showed that they were silk fabrics.

Song Yingxing hurriedly said: "The grassroots are still white, how dare they wear silk robes, it is unseemly."

Zhu Yipai waved his hands carelessly and said: "Sir, your knowledge is vast, and it is comparable to the old scholars in the pile of old papers. Nowadays, people with deer heads and rat eyes are all covered in silk and satin. Why can't you dress better?"

Zheng Haizhu also said harmoniously from the side: "It would be disrespectful for Sir to refuse as a meeting ceremony for Your Highness."

Song Yingxing then thanked En for accepting the offer, said goodbye and went to the craftsman's workshop, where he began to discuss the steam pump with the carpenters and blacksmiths from Lu Mansion.

Zhu Yipai also ordered to bring in the seven or eight young craftsmen he had selected from Dianbao.

"Mrs. Zheng, you can pick and choose three or four to take away. I will avoid it, lest you have something you want to ask that would be difficult to ask."

After Zhu Yipai left, Zheng Haizhu glanced at the craftsmen in front of him. They were all in their early twenties.

The jewelry craftsmen in the royal palace are basically hereditary, and they start to learn the craft at the age of fourteen or fifteen. By this age, they are considered skilled craftsmen, but they are still far away from being craftsmen, and they don't want to move.

People in their twenties are the age when they are physically strong and can withstand traveling across the ocean.

Zheng Haizhu thought to himself, the young prince can do it, and he will do what he promised very carefully.

When she looked carefully at the craftsmen's households, the expressions on the faces were different.

Some were dull, some were shy, and some were shrinking slightly, probably because they were afraid of traveling far.

There was only one craftsman with a handsome face who was generous. Not only did he not hide, but he also looked eager to try.

Zheng Haizhu smiled at him and asked kindly: "Can you make filigree?"

"If you tell me back to Madam, I will tell you. My uncle made a golden silk winged crown for the Long Live Lord."

"Oh, then tell me, how do noble ladies make their filigree gold-headed noodles?"

"Use a steel plate. The holes on the plate are of different sizes. Let's use pliers to pull the gold out of the holes. At this temperature, it is harder than lifting tofu by a horse's tail. If you are not careful, the gold wire will break. After pulling the wire,

Filigree, save silk, fill silk."

Zheng Haizhu interrupted him: "What if we also want to set it with gems?"

The handsome craftsman continued to talk eloquently: "After filling the silk and burning the gray tire, it can't be inlaid. If you want to inlay gems, filigree, or save silk, you have to surround it with a gold rim with a notch. Finally,

After the gems are put into the groove, they have to be filed, gilded, and soldered..."

The craftsman was beaming with joy as he spoke. Zheng Haizhu observed the few people nearby who were all fascinated by what he said. It was obvious that they had never been exposed to some of the craftsmanship.

Zheng Haizhu looked astonished. After a moment of confusion, he nodded and praised: "As expected of a master of the Lu family. Xiaolang, the situation in Nanyang is dangerous and miasma is spreading. Do you really dare to go?"

"You are willing to go," the craftsman said firmly, "back to my wife, my ancestors have been passed down orally for ten generations. In those days, Grandfather Taizu rewarded King Lu with a gold Ruyi Cloud Ornament. It was just a collection of gold filigree, and the inlay on it was

The red sapphires and emeralds (note, emeralds) are all produced in the South and West. There are also two honey-colored gems with golden straight lines in the middle, which are exactly the same as the eyes of a cat. They are rare in the world. Small

When I was young, I heard my father talk about it, and I was always thinking about this. Now, if I am lucky enough to go to Nanyang with my wife, it is not too late to rejoice, so how can I be afraid of troubles and troubles?"

As Zheng Haizhu listened, he slowly began to think twice. After the master craftsman finished speaking, he nodded and said, "Okay, you're one of them."

Next, three more people were selected, and they agreed to set off in ten days. They would first go to Songjiang to meet the new owners, Gu Han and his wife, and then sail to Nanyang.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After leaving the Lu Mansion, Li Daniu, an intelligence agent stationed in Yanzhou, came up to him as a coachman.

"Send me back to the inn to rest."

Zheng Haizhu got on the carriage, and after driving for a while, he said to Li Daniu who was slowing down: "You ask your apprentice to look at a goldsmith named Liu in the Palace Museum. He is in his early twenties and looks better than an opera singer."

Look more handsome. Look who he has been interacting with in the past two days and where he has come and gone."

Li Daniu said: "Madam, are you suspicious of this person?"

"How can you not be suspicious? He is so young and has unique skills. If he stays in the Lu Mansion Treasure House, he is afraid that the reward will be lost? This is not an imperial doctor. He may lose his head working for the Tian family. People grow up.

He is also decent, and he is not afraid of not being able to marry a local wife. If he is so dedicated to following me, who knows if it is a hidden trap set by some family."

"My lady has thought everything into consideration."

As Li Daniu said this, he sighed in his heart. If Mr. Wu was like Madam, and had a more suspicious temper, I'm afraid nothing would happen.

While he was lamenting, a mule cart suddenly passed by him.

The coachman waved to him and pointed to his carriage.

Li Daniu turned around and looked around, and saw a young man wearing a net crown, a jade face and a long beard who was nodding to him where the car curtain was opened.

"My master, please excuse me for a moment to talk." The coachman said to Li Daniu.

After the two drove to a stop beside a secluded jujube garden, Mr. Wang Guan got out of the car and came outside the curtain of Zheng Haizhu's car.

"My guest at Lu Mansion, Cao Xu, has met Madam."

Yibin, in the Ming Dynasty, was the princess of the Zhu family and the husband of the county princess.

To put it bluntly, a son-in-law with a lower rank than a prince-in-law.

They are the kind of people who don't want to be the kind of people who want to "learn literature and martial arts, become rich and become an emperor".

Because being a guest of honor, like being a consort, means ruining your career.


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