"This Kou Laoxi'er, sooner or later I have to show him some color!" In the imperial study room of the temporary palace, the room was filled with red light. Emperor Zhao Heng of the Song Dynasty was sitting next to the red charcoal basin, gritting his teeth.
The charcoal pot is burned with fine osmanthus charcoal. The heat is very strong, there is basically no smoke, and it also emits a strong floral fragrance.
However, Zhao Heng always felt that there was a damp cold air lingering on his head and back.
That was the moisture blown from the river by the north wind. Although it was invisible to the naked eye, Zhao Heng knew that it definitely existed.
When he was the prince, he was ordered to patrol the Yellow River. He had seen many river workers whose bones were deformed due to being invaded by moisture for a long time, leaving them with lifelong disabilities. But now, he himself was forced to work with these people from morning to night.
How can you be happy if you have moisture as your companion?
"Guan family, would you like some ginger soup? The old slave just ordered someone to cook it according to the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor, and also put some ginseng in it!" Dou Shenbao and several young eunuchs carried a food box and
Several cages quickly walked in and advised in a small voice, "Ginger soup can dispel the cold..."
"Put it down!" Zhao Heng glanced at Dou Shenbao and ordered angrily, "I have been drinking this stuff from morning to night, and now I feel sick when I smell ginger."
"Yes, old slave, I will ask the imperial doctor to change the prescription right now!" Dou Shen's horse farted on the horse's leg, and he quickly bent over to remedy the situation.
"I told you to put it down!" Zhao Heng felt unhappy, turned his head and scolded sternly, "Doctor all day long, doctor, I'm not terminally ill!"
"Yes, yes, I realize my mistake, and the officials will forgive me!" Dou Shenbao was so dizzy after being scolded that he kept bowing to apologize.
"Humph! It's worthless things!" Zhao Heng didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and turned his head to continue warming himself by the fire. However, the more he heated up, the more he felt the coldness around him.
The charcoal in the charcoal basin looks red and bright. However, the range of influence does not extend beyond five steps around, and it mainly affects the side of the person's body facing the charcoal basin.
Without being able to face the back of the charcoal basin, I always feel cold and damp.
However, the temporary palace was renovated by the governor's office in Huazhou. The doors and windows are very old and have huge gaps. Whenever a cold wind blows outside, more moisture squeezes into the imperial study through the gaps. There is also a low sound.
The whining sound sounded like a ghost crying.
This made Zhao Heng no longer want to stay in Huazhou.
If it were in Bianliang Imperial City, he would have moved into the Nuan Pavilion long ago in this kind of weather.
There is a specially designed flue underground in the Nuan Pavilion, which is similar to the fire kang in ordinary people's homes. As long as the eunuchs light firewood in the special stove outside, they can ensure that the Nuan Pavilion is as hot as summer from morning to night, and there will be no moisture.
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And if you go to Jiangnan, you won't even be able to use the Nuan Pavilion.
According to Wang Qinruo, Liu Yun and others, it should still be golden autumn in the south of the Yangtze River. The weeds on the ground are still emerald green, and most of the trees have just begun to lose their leaves...
The problem is, no matter how good Jiangnan is, he still has to go there.
Now Kou Zhun has joined forces with Bi Shi'an to try desperately to prevent him from leaving Huazhou. As long as the two of them don't let go, the "Southern Hunting" proposal will definitely not be passed in the court meeting.
If it cannot be passed at the court meeting, no effective decree can be issued. If Zhao Heng wants to leave, he will not be justified and his words will not be obeyed. He will even be perfunctory and obstructed by officials at all levels in terms of supplies along the way...
Just as he was thinking depressingly, the sound of "shussuosuo" came from behind him. Zhao Heng immediately felt a surge of irritation in his heart. He suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly, "Get out, didn't I just tell you?"
, do you feel sick when you smell ginger? You..."
Halfway through the conversation, I realized that Dou Shenbao was not playing with ginger soup, but working with the little eunuchs to put together several strange-looking silver tubes.
"Forgive me!" Without waiting for Zhao Heng to ask, Dou Shenbao took the initiative to explain, "The old slave is not making ginger soup, but wants to buy a heater for the official. The old slave asked the official for permission before, but he didn't dare to
I asked outside craftsmen to come in and install it, so I went to learn how to install it myself before bringing it back."
"Warmer?" Zhao Heng was stunned, frowning and thinking for a while, before finally remembering that Dou Shenbao had indeed asked him for permission the day before yesterday to install this thing in the royal study. He had also used this thing with charcoal
I made some comparisons.
"Exactly this!" Dou Shenbao did not dare to blame Zhao Heng for forgetfulness, and continued to introduce with a smile on his face, "This is the furnace body, this is the chimney, and this is the furnace lid. Below is the ash storage tank. Smoke can be discharged through the chimney.
When you go outside the house, you no longer have to worry about charcoal poisoning even if you seal up the doors and windows. And this thing is far more useful than a charcoal pot. According to the store that sells heaters, as long as you don't put charcoal in, the house can be so hot that you will sweat.
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"Well, keep pretending." Zhao Heng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he nodded lightly.
"Thank you, official." Dou Shenbao worked very neatly. He saluted Zhao Heng first, and then continued to explain while leading the eunuchs to connect the chimney made of white copper to the wall. "Last night, the old slave sent someone to build a chimney on the wall.
The hole was dug and covered with wood. Now the chimney is put up and stretched out from the hole, and then the charcoal can be put into the stove..."
Since Zhao Heng became emperor, he has been busy with government affairs and various battles every day, and has little energy to pay attention to the fireworks of the world.
At this moment, when I saw Dou Shenbao leading the eunuchs to take out various components made of white copper from the cage and assemble them into a strange-looking thing, I suddenly felt so fresh. The cold and damp air that was lingering around me was followed by something like
It is also dissipating little by little.
Not long after, the heater was installed. Dou Shenbao shook it a few times with his own hands to test its firmness. Then he bent down, took some red charcoal from the charcoal basin, put it into the furnace, and then put a dozen more charcoal into the furnace.
A piece of cinnamon charcoal, as thick as a child's arm and three inches long, was placed on the red charcoal fire in the furnace.
A few dark blue flames quickly appeared on the new carbon, and soon after, the flames turned into bright yellow.
Dou Shenbao quickly closed the stove lid, and the flames entered the chimney. As the chimney drew air outward, the flames became brighter and longer, and a pleasant roar erupted inside the chimney.
On the surface of the chimney made of white copper, the water vapor was quickly burned out, and a faint white mist appeared. Immediately afterwards, the heat wave quickly spread around Zhao Heng. In the blink of an eye, it spread all over the room again.
Compared with the charcoal basin, the heater is indeed much easier to use. Soon, the cold and damp air in the room was swept away. It was replaced by a warm warmth that made people feel every joint in the body.
It seems to have become much more relaxed.
Because he was too close to the stove, Zhao Heng's face turned red and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Good stuff!" He looked back at the charcoal basin that had a layer of white ash on the surface, and then looked at the clean heater. He smiled and praised, "If I had known that there was such a magical thing among the people, why would I have to stand next to the charcoal basin every day?
Smokey?”
"To report to the officials, this thing was just spread from Qingzhou this winter. It is not common among the people. The old slave has repeatedly verified its effect before he dared to offer it to the officials." Dou Shenbao heard.
Listen, quickly explain with a smile.
"Oh, then I got a taste of something new!" Knowing that he was one of the earliest users, Zhao Heng felt even more comfortable. He smiled and nodded gently. "You are a careful person. You are full of civil and military officials, and no one can do it for me.
So thoughtful."
"I ordered twenty sets to be made in total. If the officials think this thing is useful, can I also install two sets in the bedroom and the main hall?" Dou Shenbao did not dare to take credit, and stretched his neck forward.
Ask in a low voice.
"Go, go as soon as possible. When I slept last night, I felt that the quilt was damp." Zhao Heng smiled and waved without thinking.
"Old slave, I obey!" Dou Shenbao was relieved and agreed, turning around and leaving.
Before he could reach the door of the house, Zhao Heng's voice suddenly came from behind him, "Hold on. Dou Dou knows, you said this heater came from Qingzhou? Could it have been there for a long time?"
Has anyone used it?"
"This, this, I don't know very well." Dou Shenbao trembled in his heart, and quickly bowed back to Zhao Heng, explaining in a low voice, "I only know that it is useful, and I didn't bother to ask Qingzhou.
When did this thing begin to be used? If the government needs it, I can send someone to find out immediately."
"Forget it!" Zhao Heng smiled and waved his hand half-heartedly.
The heater was passed over from Qingzhou, and that person was in Qingzhou last winter. Based on that person's habits, there is a high probability that the heater was originally made by him.
However, Dou Shenbao is right, as long as it is easy to use, why bother asking so carefully?
Anyway, that person is considered smart. He has already resigned from his official position and will not appear in front of him again easily.
Although the reason was clear, there was a very uncomfortable feeling stuck in Zhao Heng's chest that would not go away for a long time.
It wasn't until Dou Shenbao said goodbye to him again and was about to install the heater in the palace. He suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his chest and waved his hand gently, "Go ahead and get the ginger soup for me to heat up."
"I obey the order." Dou Shenbao had served three emperors. Based on his experience, he had already judged that Zhao Heng was very unhappy at the moment, so he quickly agreed in a low voice and took a step forward.
However, this time he was called back faster than last time.
After walking only three or five steps, Zhao Heng's words came from behind again, "Wait a minute, Dou Dou knows, you have followed my father on the battlefield before, so you should know how to fight. Do you think I should cross the river?"
Going to Chanzhou?"
"This..." Unexpectedly, after escaping Han Qing's pit, there was an even bigger pit waiting for him in front of him. Thin beads of sweat immediately appeared on Dou Shenbao's forehead.
He originally wanted to pretend that it was inconvenient for ministers to participate in state affairs. However, when he saw Zhao Heng's gloomy face and knife-like eyes, he quickly changed his mind, changed his mind, and whispered: "Meng Guan's family asked
, the old slave became bolder today. The old slave has no experience in military affairs, but when the old slave fought with people in the countryside when he was a child, if he knew that he could not beat others, he would never bravely charge forward. "
As if he was worried that this answer still did not suit Zhao Heng's liking. After secretly glancing at the other party's face, he continued to add, "If you can't beat him, you can't beat him. It doesn't change the result just because you are brave or passionate. If you are beaten, you can't beat him."
After a few words of encouragement, people rush forward regardless, and in the end, they will only suffer more losses! But those guys who encouraged me will not take the beating for me, they will only continue to point fingers from the side."
