"The eighth-grade green robe is just a new starting point."
"In the future, the imperial court will pay more and more attention to officials who can bring benefits to the imperial court and bring benefits to the people."
"It's a good job. I really hope to see a blue-robed or even a crane-robed and red-robed craftsman in the court of the Ming Dynasty in the future."
The Crane Dahongpao is a first-class civil servant of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Ergong's eyebrows trembled, and the corners of his eyes trembled violently. His hands, which had become rough and calloused due to years of being imprisoned, were clasped together like a child at school.
Pat.
Zhang Ergong clapped his hands and knelt on the ground. His green robe, which was slightly blackened by oil stains, was trembling.
"I swear to serve to the death and will never disappoint my grandson's expectations!"
Being able to go from being a craftsman in the Ming Dynasty, a general as a craftsman supervisor, to becoming a junior craftsman official in the eighth grade green robe of the Ming Dynasty is already the biggest life change in Zhang Ergong's life.
But now, when he heard the expectations of Xianhe Dahongpao, all he could think about was that even if he died, he would never let his grandson down.
In the storybook, when Zhuge Wuhou wrote the teacher's example, he was probably in the same mood as he is now.
Zhang Ergong simply thought of the closest comparison.
It's just that he doesn't dare to be a Wuhou, and he can't become a Wuhou. He now has a new goal in life, which is no longer to make his family's life better, for his father and mother to die well, for his wife to wear floral clothes, and for his son and daughter to become talented. Instead, he wants to be the first crane and red robe craftsman in the Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Yunxi sat on a chair that squeaked when he moved it. He looked at Zhang Ergong kneeling in front of him with a smile, then raised his head and looked around at the generals, supervisors, and craftsmen.
"The past two years as a supervisor have been very hard. I understand in my heart that the success of this steam engine is not the result of Zhang Ergong alone, but also the hard work of everyone."
"I will return to Beijing this time and meet with the Holy Spirit to ask for merit. You will all be rewarded, and there will be a few more green-robed craftsmen who will serve as prison guards."
Several petty officials who were serving as prison guards immediately became angry and knelt on the ground.
"Thank you."
On the other hand, the craftsmen were completely stunned.
An eighth-grade Zhang Ergong is already a legend as a general supervisor, and now they can also wear green robes?
Xie Jin looked at these craftsmen with a funny look on the side, coughed lightly and reminded: "Why don't you thank me quickly?"
The craftsmen immediately knelt down.
"Young ladies, thank you for your kindness."
Zhu Yunxi always has a smile on his face. When facing these people who work hard, he will always be less entangled with power and interests and more pure.
He waved his hand: "Zhang Ergong stays. The rest of the people can go down and do their work. You can't just stay with me just because Gu is here, work hard, and Gu will support you and ask for credit."
When everyone dispersed, only Zhang Ergong was left to face Taisun and the bachelor Xie, surrounded by only guards from the Forbidden Army. Zhang Ergong couldn't help but feel nervous again.
Zhu Yunxi was considerate. He patted his clothes and stood up: "I'm going to walk around here with you. I still have something to say to you."
Zhang Ergong stood up tremblingly, bent over and lowered his head: "I accept your order."
Taiping Mansion is rich in mineral resources, whether it is stone or copper and iron ore.
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In Taiping Prefecture, the most famous one is Caishiji.
Deep in the copper and iron mines of Taiping Prefecture, Zhu Yunxi could not see Caishiji, so he took the opportunity to pay homage to the poet Li Bai. He chose a commanding position, and in front of him there were only those workers ants that filled the entire mining area like ant nests.
The Japanese miners, as well as the Mingren miner leaders who supervised the work, and the Jianyang Guard officers and soldiers who guarded the work.
"The Taiping Mine is becoming more and more prosperous now, but it still needs more output. The steam engine is coming out, and the court will need more copper and iron soon."
Zhang Ergong clasped his hands together, followed behind Zhu Yunxi, bent down and nodded: "I accept your order."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Ergong raised his head, glanced at the Japanese miners in the mine, and then carefully looked at Zhu Yunxi's back. After thinking about it again and again, he whispered: "Your Highness, the losses of the Japanese miners are too great.
People will die every day. I think, since we already have steam engines, can I build a few more and use them in Taiping Mine now?"
Jie Jin on the side frowned and turned around, looking at Zhang Ergong who said such advice.
Zhu Yunxi stopped, turned around and looked at the Japanese miners in the mine, and glanced slightly sideways at Zhang Ergong, who was bending over with great piety and respect.
Then, Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly: "Zhang Ergong, Taiping Mine wants to produce more, Guhui approved the note, and ordered the Japanese suppression army to send more Japanese miners this year. As for the steam engine..."
What is the way to be an official?
Zhang Ergong's whole body was tense at this moment, and he subconsciously felt that he had said the wrong thing.
His mind quickly thought about the things about the Three Kingdoms in the storybook.
Then I got a response format that seemed to be what the storyteller called omnipotent.
Zhang Ergong slammed his hands and knelt on the ground again, with his butt raised high.
This kind of kneeling posture was also mentioned by the storyteller.
Then, Zhang Ergong said in a loud voice: "Your Highness is wise, and I obey your orders."
Jie Jin's eyes popped up at the side, his face full of surprise.
Zhu Yunxi was also surprised and couldn't laugh or cry.
Finally, he smiled helplessly and said: "Who taught you these messy things?"
Zhang Ergong didn't know what he was thinking, so he directly replied: "The storyteller who talked about the Three Kingdoms said so."
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other with Xie Jin, both of them full of surprise.
Then, loud laughter erupted from the high hill.
After a burst of laughter, Zhu Yunxi raised his hand: "Okay, get up."
Zhang Ergong lay on the ground, tilted his head and looked at Zhu Yunxi with some difficulty. After confirming that his grandson had not told lies, he thanked him and stood up.
However, he still clasped his hands together, bent over and lowered his head.
Zhu Yunxi calmed his expression and said softly: "Going forward, don't think about whether these things exist or not. The officialdom is not suitable for you. Do things casually and no one can touch you."
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"Yes, yes, my grandson said it, I have all written it down."
Zhu Yunxi frowned, shook his head and put the matter behind him, and then said: "Although the steam engine has been built, it must be continuously improved in the future. The air tightness must be improved, the quality of the steel must be improved, how to make the steam engine more powerful
Big power also needs to be explored."
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"I accept my order."
"There is also the size of the steam engine. After thinking about it, there are still two ways to go in the future. One is to make it bigger. This thing must be bigger and more powerful. There is no doubt about it. But the other way is
Keep it small, otherwise it will be too troublesome to send it to other places, weighing several thousand to ten thousand kilograms."
These are all professional matters.
Zhang Ergong frowned and thought deeply, then hesitantly said: "Like two human legs?"
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "Yes. I wonder if a big steam engine can be used on a treasure ship, so that Ming warships can sail freely on the sea without sails? What about small ones?"
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"Carriage!" Zhang Ergong's eyes lit up, and then he said to himself: "You can make the carriage move by itself, just like a stone mill. If the Ming Dynasty wanted to build a city, it could also be sent directly to the city wall to lift the bricks and stones.
There are also water trucks. If there is a drought somewhere in the future, just send a small steam engine there and you can pump water twelve hours a day."
Zhu Yunxi nodded with satisfaction. This was the Ming Dynasty he wanted to see, and this was also the look of the craftsmen and officials he wanted to see.
It is not enough to be given the drawings and create something. These people who are giving birth to new things must also understand and explore more ways to apply the things they create.
On the other hand, Xie Jin on the side felt his heart pounding, and the corners of his brows and eyes trembled.
He knew the importance of the steam engine, having seen it in the Taiping Mine, but a small steam engine could have so many applications, which he had never imagined.
A warship without sails?
The carriage moves by itself?
No more labor-intensive drought relief?
This is something that has never been imagined by anyone, ancient or modern, for thousands of years!
Xie Jin was filled with emotion.
Zhu Yunxi continued to speak: "Guhui will stay at the Taiping Mine for a few days. You must rush to make a reduced steam engine first, which can lift two or three thousand kilograms of heavy objects. Guhui will take it back to Tiancheng.
Let Ying Tiancheng have a good eye opening."
Zhang Ergong slapped his hands again and was about to kneel down again, but he immediately woke up, blushed and whispered: "I accept your order."
It’s a bit difficult to expect this guy to change his ways. He is not one of those scholars who started learning how to be an official as soon as he could read and read. He spent all his time studying what an official is before he even got the honors.
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "Brother Gentleman, how far has the development of cement reached?"
Jie Jin's brows sank slightly, and he was about to speak, but his eyes glanced at Zhang Ergong, and then he smiled slightly: "I think it's better to let Zhang Ergong speak."
The sedan chair was carried by everyone.
Now Taisun obviously attaches great importance to the craftsmen who will serve as supervisors and has high hopes. Xie Jin doesn't mind that he will be less prominent at this time and let Zhang Ergong appear more.
The crane and the red robe are also different.
Zhu Yunxi glanced at Xie Jin with a dull look, stretched out his hand to make two dots, and then looked at Zhang Ergong: "Since Bachelor Jie thinks your opinion is better, then you can say it."
Zhang Ergong nodded nervously and glanced at Xie Jin with a frown.
This Bachelor of Science is really putting myself in a difficult position.
"Going back to Taisun, now the five-inch-thick wall made of cement and filled with stones can withstand the bombardment of artillery. It will take dozens of cannons to destroy it. If the wall is built according to Taisun's wishes, a steel cage is built first and then filled with stones.
and cement, which can withstand thirty artillery bombardments."
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At this time, Xie Jin echoed with a smile: "Your Highness, I didn't know what cement was when I first saw it, but every time I learned more about it, I was shocked. I have never seen such a fast way to build a city, and I have never seen such a fast way to build a city.
There are such hard walls."
How were the walls of Yingtian City built?
What is the current method of building cities in the Ming Dynasty?
Just thinking about it for a moment makes Xie Jin's scalp numb.
But cement is different. You only need to add stones and mix it to become what Taisun calls concrete. You can pour it in a wooden mold and wait for it to solidify. When the weather is hot, it can solidify overnight, even if it is a little warmer.
When it gets colder, it only lasts for two or three days.
If it is inside concrete, add a steel cage.
Make this wall like Yingtian City.
Xie Jin shook his head silently.
I don’t dare to think about it.
And if the entire nine sides from east to west are blocked with this concrete wall.
Where is the trouble of being harassed every year by the remnants of the former Yuan Dynasty?
Zhu Yunxi glanced at Xie Jin and could already tell what he was thinking.
With a slight cough, Zhu Yunxi spoke: "The Ming Dynasty is not afraid of the grassland, and it is never better to attack than to stand firm. The use of cement should be combined with steam engines."
Turning the Ming Dynasty into a whole and allowing all output to circulate is what Zhu Yunxi hopes to do most now.
There are concrete roads all over the Ming Dynasty and the roaring carriages.
Only by rolling iron and cutting down trees to build roads can we have a future.
Xie Jin was a little puzzled as to how cement could be used together with a steam engine.
Zhang Ergong raised his eyebrows with some emotion.
In the following ten days, the grandson of the emperor who was the supervisor of the Ming Dynasty really lived in Taiping Mine.
Throughout the day, everyone saw that the emperor's grandson was as disgraced as the gang of workers and supervisors in the institute.
In the middle, a forging house was blown down.
After everyone rescued the emperor's grandson from the rubbish dump in fear, no one dared to let the grandson personally take risks, and never let the grandson get close to the forging houses of those research institutes.
Until ten days later.
The emperor's grandson, Xie Xueshi, and Zhang Jiangguan, who was smoking from the ancestral grave, and two carriages covered with oilcloth, each requiring four batches of tall horses to pull, and a group of imperial officers and soldiers were sent up from Taiping Mansion.
After heading to the official road of Yingtian City.
All the officials in the Taiping Mine let out a long sigh of relief.
The memorials from the Taiping Mansion were also sent to Yingtian City on fast horses, where they were informed of the various ministries and offices of the court and the palace.
Outside the Huagai Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang blew his beard and glared, looking particularly irritable. He drove away Sun Gouer who was following him to tidy up his clothes, and started to take action himself.
But he was swearing.
"Shuzi!"
"Bastard!"
"I went to Taiping Mansion for more than ten days without any news. I sent a memorial as soon as I came back. If we don't see anything good today, let him go to the Ancestral Temple to accompany the second child!"
The prince Zhu Biao who was following him twitched his lips and whispered: "The second son has been punished to kneel in the Taimiao for more than ten days. Isn't it time to let him out? After all, your purpose this time is to reprimand him for being unfavorable in the six-way land reform.
Who is going to do things if you don’t come out all the time..."
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Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly: "Tell him to get out of the Ancestral Temple and go to Zhengyangmen together. If that bastard asked the entire court to go to Zhengyangmen today just for fun, let the second brother take him to the Ancestral Temple!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhu Biao nodded repeatedly: "Calm down, since Yunxi can say something that has never happened before, he must be confident, otherwise he wouldn't be so reckless."
"It's something he can say that has never happened before?" Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes and shouted coldly: "Is he a saint? If he can't show it, does he want to embarrass himself in front of the officials?"
"Yes, yes, that's what you said." Zhu Biao straightened his back and pointed to the ground: "When my son turned around, he brought that little bastard back, beat him severely, and told him to talk nonsense.
!"
Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly: "Let's go, let the little bastard get out of the Ancestral Temple for me first."
Zhu Biao smiled apologetically: "Yes, yes, yes."
……
At the same time.
The sound of footsteps coming from all the imperial offices and offices in Dongcheng was dense.
Some change their robes, and some wear boots and buckles.
Everyone is rushing to Zhengyangmen.
The emperor's grandson set out from Taiping Mansion to return to Beijing today. He passed memorials and edicts to various ministries and offices, saying that something unprecedented in the ages would be transported from the Taiping Mine in Taiping Mansion to Zhengyangmen and be made public today to promote the prestige of the Ming Dynasty.
.
Something that has never happened before.
Who dares to say such a thing?
Eternal.
Until now, only the First Emperor has been recognized as the one emperor through the ages.
Zhan Hui was originally drinking tea in the yamen. When he heard the news about his grandson, the tea cup was broken, the tea table was overturned, and his boot covers were overturned.
I hurried slowly and hurriedly, and then I got together with other officials from the Sixth Department.
"Does anyone know what Taisun did at the Taiping Mine?"
When Zhan Hui met with a group of officials, he immediately showed his majesty as an elder of the Ming Dynasty as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and the Censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
An official from the General Administration Department cautiously stepped forward and bowed: "Reporting to Shangshu Zhan, there has been no news from Taiping Mansion since Taisun went to Taiping Mansion. Last time, the Taiping Mine asked for the transfer of a general as supervisor.
Send a memorial to the court."
Zhan Hui snorted coldly and waved his palm slightly, and the official from the General Affairs Department lowered his head and retreated to the back.
Ren Hengtai has been having a headache recently. God knows who leaked the news that he will be enrolled as a member of the Jinke Academy. Recently, he has been besieged by a group of scholarly elders all day long, almost scolding him for being a person who messed with the foundation of Confucianism.
People.
I obviously want you to get more tribute scholars, so that each of your families can have more Jinshi. Have I become a sinner?
At this moment, I saw that Zhan Hui was quite surprised by what happened today.
Ren Hengtai's eyes changed: "Perhaps, it is really what the grandson said, and it has never happened before... Zhan Shangshu still waited until he got to Zhengyangmen, and he will know it when he sees it with his own eyes."
This guy is quite attentive today.
Zhan Hui glanced sideways at Mr. Ren, and then said in a low voice: "The Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Metropolitan Procuratorate will jointly issue a document prohibiting court officials from discussing the trial."
Ren Hengtai immediately turned his head and gave Zhan Hui a steady look.
Then he silently handed over his hand.
Officials and gentry are one.
Forbidding the officials to discuss is equivalent to prohibiting the gentry from discussing. Which of those scholarly scholars is not a gentry, and whose children and disciples do not serve as officials in the court.
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This can be regarded as solving Ren Hengtai’s urgent need.
Later, Rujun, Minister of the Ministry of War, also participated in the topic.
"The palace will also go to Zhengyangmen today. Since His Highness has said something unprecedented, no matter what the outcome is, everyone should know what to do by then."
Zhan Hui frowned: "My great-sun is wise and kind, but he only went to the Taiping Mine once. If you are guilty, you will be punished."
Ren Hengtai and Ru Yu nodded silently.
"Coming!"
"Coming!"
"The grandson is back!"
Just as the officials arrived in front of Zhengyang Gate, the officials watching behind them suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked up and saw a group of people outside Zhengyang Gate. They were the emperor's grandson who had gone to the Taiping Mine.
At this time, there was another commotion from behind the crowd.
"Your Majesty and the Crown Prince are here, please give way."
"Give it all."
Outside Zhengyangmen.
Zhu Yunxi took the lead and was high-spirited.
Looking behind the crowded Zhengyangmen.
Zhu Yunxi smiled and looked back at the two carriages in the team behind him.
"Yingtian."
"You guys."
"I will open my eyes to you today."
"It would be better if a few Neo-Confucian scholars could emerge."