It’s the drizzle from Jiangnan, the soil from Jiangnan, the fertile fields from Jiangnan, and the women from Jiangnan under the oil-paper umbrella.
But he has complicated feelings for Yingtian who lives in Jiangnan.
Many years ago, when he was still young, he first walked into this city with anticipation and reverence.
He was disgusted by the sweet and stomach-churning pork belly with pickled vegetables outside the Confucius Temple, and he was also disgusted by the dry and tasteless duck meat.
Looking back, he went to the Qinhuai River.
Shili is no longer as gentle as before, but his pocket is completely empty and he bought a beautiful smile.
Looking back again, I am already standing in front of the Hongwu Gate.
Then, he had to rely on the beauty who smiled to buy a ticket home.
And now.
The bowl of pickles and rice in front of Confucius Temple is delicious.
The Qinhuai River is also particularly gentle.
As for Hongwumen...
Those murderous Imperial Guardsmen are probably the place that most young people in Yingtian City dare not approach.
Therefore, he wanted to protect Yingtian City, which now has these, as long as possible.
From the beginning, it was like a carp jumping out of the water tank and entering the stream and the river.
Zhu Yunxi started wagging his tail and fins vigorously in the 24th year of Hongwu, just to make some changes in the upper reaches of this river.
Filling the stomachs of the people of Ming Dynasty is the first priority.
This matter is already being done, and it will definitely be quite effective.
Next, liberate productivity and use your own hands to support the giant butt of Ming Dynasty so that it can take the last step.
Zhu Yunxi felt that he probably needed to use his remaining strength to complete this.
"Your Highness, Your Majesty and the Crown Prince are here."
Xie Jin, who wanted to become a saint of the mind, was unexpectedly happy. He looked nervously at the dark Zhengyangmen gate while riding on horseback.
Creak, creak, creak.
Two carriages carrying scaled-down steam engines pressed heavily on their wheels, making a screeching sound on the road.
The eight draft horses opened their mouths wide and stuck out their tongues, and steaming white smoke came out of their nostrils.
"You can look forward to the state-owned youth."
As the first person in the Ming Dynasty and even in the Central Plains to be granted the imperial edict to build the Zhuangyuan Memorial Arch, the current Minister of Rites, Ren Hengtai, stood behind the emperor and the prince, in front of all the officials, sighing softly.
Outside Zhengyang Gate, the setting sun is just right.
It spreads gently on the earth, shining on the young people who are about to go home outside the city, letting their bodies shine with light all week long.
The kind-hearted Zhu Yuanzhang stood at the front behind Zhengyang Gate, with his hands clasped together, looking at the eldest grandson outside the city gate with a kind look and a smile.
Zhu Yunxi rode the horse all the way to Zhengyang Gate and got off the horse.
If Chang Sheng returns from the Southern Expedition, the imperial court will probably have to go out of the city thirty miles to greet him. The emperor will go out of the city gate to welcome the triumphant army.
But this time I just went to Taiping Mansion, and then I asked the old man and the court to come out and open my eyes.
The rules cannot be broken.
If you wait behind Zhengyang Gate, you are not breaking the rules.
After passing through the Zhengyangmen city gate, which was more than ten meters deep, Zhu Yunxi arrived in front of the old man in a down-to-earth manner.
Snap.
Zhu Yunxi got down on one knee.
"I'm here to see your Majesty, and to see the prince. I have a lot to do today, please ask your majesty. The prince leaves the palace, and I'm scared. However, I want to offer something that has never been seen in ancient times to our Ming Dynasty, and help the Ming Dynasty to establish peace and prosperity for all generations."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and nodded silently: "Get up, the brat is getting more and more serious."
Zhan Hui, Ru Yu, and Ren Hengtai, who were behind the emperor and the prince, looked at each other quietly.
If the grandson can still be so respectful, it probably won't cause too much trouble. If things don't go well, a few of us can suppress the noise better
Zhu Yuanzhang looked curiously at the two carriages parked in the city gate.
Although I was worried that my gangster might be exaggerating, the anticipation and curiosity in his eyes could not be concealed.
After all, although this kid is a little bastard, he has indeed laid a lot of eggs in the past two years.
Zhu Yuanzhang cleared his throat: "What did you bring back? If it is not something that has never been seen in the ages as you said, I will punish you and the King of Qin to kneel in the Ancestral Temple!"
Today, the King of Qin, Zhu Xi, who was kneeling in the Ancestral Temple, stood aside with a faint look in his eyes, his hands in his sleeves. He didn't feel too hot, but he kept looking at his nephew and bodyguard with a look of resentment.
Zhu Yunxi felt something in his heart. He turned his head slightly and met the complaining eyes of his second uncle.
When he left the capital to go to Taiping Mansion, the old man punished his second uncle to kneel in the Ancestral Temple because he was not doing well.
But when he thought about it, Zhu Yunxi realized that the old man was giving his second uncle a break to rest.
In the past two years, my second uncle has gone to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to kneel down a lot.
I always kneel twice a year.
Zhu Yunxi even heard the two girls Cai Die and Cailian often talk about it. Nowadays, as long as you enter the Ancestral Temple, you can smell the aroma of chicken.
Pile of chicken bones.
He winked at the second uncle and showed an innocent smile.
Zhu Yunxi clasped his hands in front of the old man and turned sideways: "This thing is called a steam engine. It only needs to be filled with coal and operated by one person. Once it is started, it can drive, transport, and turn a huge load without any effort."
Behind Zhengyang Gate, although Zhu Yunxi spoke calmly, he spoke loudly, as if the Zhengyang Gate gate had become a loudspeaker room, transmitting every word he said to the ears of the officials present.
Silence.
"Impossible!"
A loud shout rang out.
The crowd looked sideways, looking for the source of the sound.
Even the father and son Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, who were standing at the front, couldn't help but look back to find the person who had the courage to say the impossible in public.
In full view.
I saw that Wang Jun, who had just been promoted to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Industry this year, had dark cheeks and a frown on his eyes.
Suddenly everyone was paying attention, but Wang Jun didn't show any timidity.
But he raised his hands, bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao, and then slowly walked forward to Zhu Yunxi: "I am appointed as the Ministry of Works. I have read countless ancient and modern work classics. I have never seen anything that can shake thousands of people without the effort of one person." The strange story of the heavy object."
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Zhu Yunxi nodded silently. This new member of the Ministry of Industry was using his professional knowledge to question himself.
However, the steam engine was something that had never existed before, so naturally he couldn't find it.
Wang Jun added: "Innately capable of winning, Xiang Yu carried the cauldron and was praised throughout the ages as a strong man. There is no one who can surpass him, which shows that the manpower is still low."
This is a human analogy.
Zhu Yunxi was still smiling, waiting for the words from the Ministry of Industry.
Wang Jun frowned slightly and looked at the silent emperor's grandson strangely. He just thought that he had said everything correctly, and the emperor's grandson suddenly came to his senses?
Then did you speak too harshly, and did you not give face to the emperor's grandson?
Wang Jun hesitated for a moment, then pondered and then said slowly: "Your Highness must have been deceived by those flattering craftsmen in Taiping Mine who wanted to take credit. They used this to deceive Your Highness and wanted to be promoted. I thought that the imperial court issued a decree Reprimand such thieves."
Zhu Yunxi suddenly smiled.
The co-author is still thinking about whether this new member of the Ministry of Industry is a corrupt scholar in Neo-Confucianism.
But I didn't expect that this guy was actually jealous and hateful.
Probably what the king of the Ministry of Industry was thinking about was how a group of craftsmen could come up with something good. They just had to follow the drawings and do it honestly under the leadership of the Ministry of Works and the general supervisors. Just do what the court told you.
To put it mildly, it’s like sitting in a well and looking at the sky.
If you say it doesn’t sound good, it’s just false
Love, a leaf obscures the view of Mount Tai.
However, without waiting for Zhu Yunxi to speak.
Zhan Hui snorted and said in a strange tone: "When did the Ministry of Industry develop the habit of making conclusions without seeking proof?"
Wang Jun just turned around and opened his mouth, but the words had not yet come out.
Rujun, the Minister of War who was fighting alongside Zhan Hui, also spoke softly: "Whether what His Highness said is true or not, I have to wait until I see it to find out. Everything is there, and I will know it after weighing it."
Wang Jun opened his mouth, wanting to quote scriptures several times and use his professional status as the Ministry of Works to refute these two people.
Unexpectedly, Ren Hengtai, the Minister of Civil Affairs, also coughed lightly and said: "The sage also said, don't talk nonsense about things you have never seen. Wang Shangshu has written a photo."
Did the saint say this?
Wang Jun frowned and was confused, but now that Zhan Hui and the three of them had stood up, but no one of the officials present came out to speak for him, he had already woken up.
I really thought about it just like Ren Hengtai’s last reminder.
Wang Jun glanced at Ren Hengtai gratefully, and then carefully and quickly scanned the faces of the emperor and the prince.
Fortunately, neither of them showed any displeasure.
Wang Jun immediately turned around and bowed to Zhu Yunxi: "I made a mistake, please forgive me."
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly: "What is wrong with the Ministry of Industry? If the Ministry of Industry does not say a word about these matters in the industry, then there is a problem."
Wang Jun's eyes flickered twice. Today he was too hasty and opened his mouth: "I...I am guilty..."
Ahem.
Zhu Biao finally stood behind and coughed lightly, speaking to ease the atmosphere behind Zhengyang Gate: "Whether the steam...steam engine thing is consistent with what the people at Taiping Mine said, I still need to see it with my own eyes." You know, let’s get moving now.”
After finishing speaking, Zhu Biao glanced at his son intentionally or unintentionally.
In my heart, I was thinking that I would have to teach this bastard a lesson later, not to be too satisfied with what I do and what I say.
Zhu Yunxi nodded and waved to Xie Jin and Zhang Ergong behind him: "Send one to Zhengyang Gate first."
Then, Zhu Yunxi came to the old man with a smile on his face: "Grandpa, please rest for a while. When this steam engine is hoisted on the city wall, my grandson will use this thing to lift thousands of heavy objects without any effort."
Zhu Yuanzhang stared at his eldest grandson for several times. He couldn't tell whether today's incident was just a joke, so he waved his hand: "You can go and do some work. We'll just watch here."
Zhu Yunxi nodded in agreement, and took Xie Jin and Zhang Ergong to prepare the installation and move the steam engine to the three-foot-high Zhengyangmen city wall.
At this end, Sun Gou'er, the palace manager, has already diligently brought in two chairs.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince, please rest for a while. I see that Your Highness the Grand Sun will have to prepare for a while."
Zhu Yuanzhang hummed and looked back at his ministers: "You can do what you want."
The officials behind saw the emperor and the prince taking their seats.
Then he looked at Taisun who was still working with people under the city wall. It was obvious that it would take a while to get that steam engine onto the city wall.
Zhan Hui took the lead and turned to look at the officials from his staff department who were following him: "Let someone go to the Ministry of Works to bring stools over. Everyone can't just stand."
Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who was still thinking about his recklessness today, suddenly turned his head and looked at Mr. Zhan with a frown.
Is this guy really retaliating against himself?
Zhan Huize looked over immediately, his old face was no longer red, and he smiled cheerfully: "The Ministry of Industry is close to us."
Wang Jun opened his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "Why don't you go to Taichang Temple to move a stool?"
The Ministry of Industry is on the east side of Hongwu Gate in the East City, and Taichang Temple is on the west side. They are both the government offices closest to Zhengyang Gate.
Just when the two of them dislike each other.
All the officials suddenly burst into an uproar.
Zhan Hui and Wang Jun immediately turned around and looked around.
I saw it under the city wall of Zhengyangmen
Next, the carriage covered with oilcloth has been opened.
A steel component estimated to be four feet high, two and a half feet wide, and five feet long was placed heavily in the carriage.
Under the bright light that passes over the city wall, this steam engine reflects the unique luster of steel metal.
Those structures that seemed extremely complex and dazzling to the Ming Dynasty who entered the capital, even if they were not activated at this moment, gave the monarchs and ministers present a great visual impact.
This thing is no ordinary thing!
Although the steam engine can pull tens of thousands of heavy objects, but just by looking at it, no one thinks that this thing is fake.
"Is it all made of refined iron and steel?" Zhan Hui also muttered subconsciously.
Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who originally disliked him, nodded blankly: "It weighs no less than three thousand kilograms."
"How much will it cost?"
This question was asked by Ren Hengtai.
Yu Xin, the little transparent person in the court, said in a low voice: "In addition, the labor cost is no less than a thousand taels."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Hui and Ren Hengtai frowned at the same time: "Huh?"
Yu Xin was stunned, and then immediately added: "This is probably the cost of making the steam engine now. If we spread it out and make more in the future, and the craftsmen become more skilled, several thousand kilograms of copper and iron will not be worth a lot of silver.
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He kept staring at Ru Yu who was busy working under the city wall to get it on the city wall, and said: "It weighs three thousand kilograms, and it is not easy to get it on the city wall."
"It's a pulley (the ancient name for a pulley)!"
An official from the Ministry of Industry has already pointed at a set of pulleys added to the city wall.
Then, the officials who raised their heads couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Pulleys have been around since ancient times.
It’s not a rare thing, it’s just that the pulley mounted on the city wall at the moment is different from the ones in the past.
I saw a few craftsmen leading the officers and soldiers to build a large steel frame on the edge of the city wall. The top of the frame was higher than the city wall.
The top of the shelf is another rectangle, which is divided into two groups, with more than a dozen pulleys fixed in different positions.
The wrist-thick hemp rope passed back and forth between these pulleys, and then hung down to the bottom of the city wall.
Then the craftsmen led the officers and soldiers to carry sandbags and bricks to the city wall.
Although it was blocked by the city wall, most of the officials under the city wall knew that these things must be used to press their feet.
"Haha! It's moving! It's really moving!"
On the city wall, two teams of officers and soldiers, under the command of Zhang Ergong, began to shout slogans in unison and straightened the two ropes. The officials under the city wall gasped in unison and were amazed.
Then I saw the steam engine, which was estimated to weigh three thousand kilograms, being lifted up by two ropes, separated from the carriage, and began to rise in the air.
"Wang Shangshu, this thing is not owned by the predecessors."
Zhan Hui looked at the new pulley on the city wall with a smile, turned his head and asked Wang Jun quietly beside him.
Wang Jun's face was tense and ugly.
"It still depends on whether the steam engine can lift a heavy weight... No! If it can lift a weight of three to five thousand kilograms without any effort, I will ask myself to resign!"
Yu Xin, the left servant of the Ministry of Finance, who was only half a step away from the six ministers, suddenly heard a faint voice from behind.
"I would like to go to the Ministry of Works to work for His Majesty."
Wang Jun's brows suddenly condensed, and he turned back to stare at Yu Xin with a murderous look.
A few moments.
About the time of one stick of incense.
The officials under the city wall saw two bamboo poles extending to both sides of the pulley's steel frame, which seemed to be opening some buttons.
Then I saw the entire pulley frame driving the steam engine and began to move toward the city wall.
A loud bang came from the city wall.
Then everyone saw Zhang Ergong, the pioneer eighth-grade craftsman in the Ming Dynasty, directing people to thread two more ropes on the pulley.
A total of four ropes were lowered to the city again
Under the wall.
At this time, people began to carry bags of coal from under the city wall to the city wall.
At the same time, someone was connecting a huge steel plate and four hemp ropes together under the city wall.
"Come here, move the rocks, weigh them, and put them on the lifting platform."
Jie Jin stuck out his head from the city wall and shouted boldly down below.
So someone else brought in huge stones from outside the city, and someone else moved a scale and placed it in front of Zhengyang Gate.
Wang Jun raised his eyebrows, jumped up from his stool and walked to the weighing platform.
"Three hundred and twenty pounds."
"Get on the lifting platform."
"Three hundred and seventeen pounds."
"Three hundred and six pounds."
"Three hundred and thirty pounds..."
"..."
Every stone was weighed and Wang Jun checked it with his own eyes. There were no errors or fraud.
And the weight of each stone was also quickly calculated in his mind.
Three thousand catties.
Thirty-five hundred pounds.
It’s over four thousand pounds!
Five thousand pounds!
Finally, those people stopped carrying stones.
The hoisting platform, which is entirely made of steel plates, is already covered with layers of huge stones.
Weighing more than 5,000 kilograms!
It won't take anyone's effort to get it to the city wall!
The much-anticipated moment has finally arrived.
Behind the Zhengyang Gate, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao, who were sitting on chairs, looked at each other silently, then stretched their necks and looked at the lifting platform that was still attached to the ground.
Behind the two of them, everyone stretched out their necks like giraffes and looked forward to it.
A bang.
A cloud of black smoke came out of the city wall.
Then, there was the roaring sound of burning flames.
Then the black smoke slowly turned into white smoke.
Cluck...
Zhizhizhi...
The four wrist-thick hemp ropes were suddenly tightened, and because of their flexibility, they made a buzzing sound in mid-air.
Then, the rumbling on the city wall became louder and louder, and the hemp rope became tighter and tighter.
Winter.
A soft sound.
It spread to the ears of everyone present.
"It's off the ground!"
Someone shouted.
Then, there was a sound of falling to the ground.
Then there was the sound of palms hitting the ground.
Once upon a time.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up holding the chair with trembling hands, opened his mouth slightly, looked up at the city wall, his lips trembled uncontrollably, as if he was witnessing a miracle.
"It's really hanging!"
"Really wake up!"
"It takes no effort to lift a five thousand kilogram weight!"
There was already a chaos in front of Zhengyang Gate, as if everyone was hysterical.
"Go!"
"Up to the city wall!"
As soon as the emperor's voice sounded, all the officials saw Zhu Yuanzhang running towards the city wall stairs with swift steps.
No time to think too much.
Everyone began to rush out, following the emperor, intending to be the first to go up to the city wall so that they could see the miracle with their own eyes.