Yang Shiqi was a little confused. Couldn't it be that just a small piece of pine oil could form the cornerstone of the Ming Dynasty?
But even so, he quickly took Zhu Gaoyan to the military machine room.
In the military machine room, a large pile of yellow and orange things took up most of the space.
Zhu Gaoyan chuckled, picked up a small piece and pinched it.
After a while, both hands were covered with resin, sticky and disgusting.
Zhu Gaoying looked at the disgusted looks in their eyes and did not explain. There is often a thin line between genius and madman.
You have to slap them in the face with actual actions!
Zhu Gaoying found a large pot in the military machine room and threw a large amount of pine oil into the pot.
Immediately, he asked people to carry the big pot into the yard, lit a fire, and just wanted to boil it!
When Su Wu saw this, he thought Zhu Gaoying was going to follow the old path of Qin Shihuang again.
He said worriedly: "Your Majesty, refining alchemy is a trivial path. We'd better not do these unfounded things."
Zhu Gaoying rolled his eyes at Su Wu and said, "You two keep your hearts in your stomach first, you will know later."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Gaotian took out a big stick from there and kept stirring it in the big pot.
From time to time, some black and white things were thrown in, like children playing house.
After a while, the originally yellow-orange pine oil looked more like something indescribable.
Zhu Gaoying did not stop, but was even more happy. Black smoke billowed up, making several people cough.
But even though Zhu Gaotian was coughing, his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Sure enough, the ancients never deceived me!
This stuff really works!
Two or three hours later, Zhu Gaoying's originally bright yellow dragon robe was also in tatters, and Su Wu and Yang Shiqi's faces were as black as charcoal.
Zhu Gaoying couldn't help feeling proud as he looked at the big black bubbles of rosin in the pot.
Su Wu and Yang Shiqi looked at each other, neither understanding what Zhu Gaoyan meant.
Could it be that the emperor was so idle that his brain got sick?
Seeing that both of them were puzzled, Zhu Gaoying didn't say much.
I just picked up a big spoonful with a spoon and poured it on the ground.
The three of them just stared at each other, watching the asphalt on the ground gradually lose its temperature and cool down.
Su Wu and Yang Shiqi had more doubts in their hearts.
Yang Shiqi still couldn't hold it back and asked first:
"Your Majesty, please stop playing riddles. What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, we really can't guess what your plan is."
Zhu Gaojing couldn't help laughing when he saw the two people's expressions of having never seen the world. He just pointed at the rosin and said
"Feel it, is this thing hard?"
The two of them tentatively stepped on the unsolidified rosin with their feet, and shook their heads in unison.
Zhu Gaoying didn't say anything, but asked the two of them to step on it every half an hour.
As time went by, in the second and a half hours, the small lump of rosin completely hardened!
At this time, the rosin was smelted and purified at high temperature by Zhu Gaotian, and it was no longer ordinary rosin.
He should be called asphalt! Asphalt as hard as stone!
Seeing that the two of them were still doubtful, Zhu Gaoyang stopped trying to pass up the trouble.
"You think if all these things were used on the official roads of our country, how much could our country's transportation efficiency be improved?"
The two looked at each other again, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes!
The official path seems inconspicuous, but it is like the smallest blood vessel in the Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Gaoyan's layer of asphalt is to add a crawler track to this blood vessel!
If this matter comes to pass, the transportation efficiency within the Ming Dynasty will be improved by at least 50%!
With this kind of road, the supplies of the Ming army can reach the front line as quickly as possible.
Transportation between the north and the south no longer relies on a simple Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.
More importantly, this asphalt can lead directly to Mobei!
Truly bring the entire Mobei into the territory of the Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Gaoyan added:
"It's not over yet. This asphalt is made from pine oil and is cheap to build. The roads paved with it will not rot in ten years! They will not rot in a hundred years! It can save the Ming Dynasty countless silver taels!"
When the two heard Zhu Gaoyan's words, their hearts were even more disturbed.
It seems that this emperor is not only leading troops to fight, but also has the people's livelihood at heart.
Looking at each other, they suddenly knelt in front of Zhu Gaoyan and said loudly:
"My Emperor is Holy Ming! With my Emperor in the Ming Dynasty, the world's return to Ming Dynasty will be just around the corner!"
Zhu Gaoying felt indescribably proud as he listened to the two men's compliments.
Who said that we, as warriors, would not be able to govern the country?
As long as we think about it, there is nothing we can't do!
He quickly lifted the two of them up and told them his plan, from point to point, how to bring the whole country together step by step.
The two just nodded, listened carefully to Zhu Gaoyan's thoughts, and made some additions to him from time to time.
After another round of verbal battles, the three of them had begun to look forward to the bright future of the Ming Dynasty.
Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the three of them ignored a crucial issue.
That means corrupt officials have become a disease in the Ming Dynasty!
It is eating away at the entire Ming Dynasty bit by bit!
Early the next day, Zhu Gaoyan announced his entire plan in the court hall.
Unsurprisingly, countless people sang his praises, and many even burst into tears, boasting that Zhu Gaoyuan's meritorious deeds would last through the ages.
Who doesn't like to hear good things?
Zhu Gaoying had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time and finally relaxed his tense nerves. This was the time when he liked to listen to these things the most.
I saw everyone enjoying themselves and a scene of virtuous kings and filial ministers.
As expected, the accident happened.
After forty years, the grievance drum at the gate of Yingtian Mansion once again resounded throughout Yingtian!
Forty years ago, Zhu Yuanzhang set up a drum to cry out grievances. No matter who had an grievance, anyone could beat the drum to cry out grievances!
The Ming Dynasty will immediately send out the highest-ranking patrol censor to deal with it!
If the situation is true, those who offend nature and harm justice will die!
If it is concealed or deceived, the drummer will die!
In short, as soon as this drum of injustice is sounded, someone's head will fall to the ground!
Therefore, the drum of grievance has only been sounded a few registered times in the forty years since it was established!
Every time it was bleeding and drifting!
The sound of drums instantly brought Zhu Gaoyan back from his wandering state.
He couldn't believe that under his own governance, someone would suffer such a bloody injustice?
Zhu Gaoyang immediately ordered the guards to bring the drummer to the front of the hall.
In just half a cup of tea, the guards brought the drummer to the left and right in front of Zhu Gaoyan.
The man was dressed simply and had an ordinary face, except for a pair of bright eyes that were startling.
Zhu Gaoying felt uneasy when he saw the person's expression was so bland and said:
"Who is here? What do you ask for, and how unjustly do you suffer?"
The man's face was still calm, but what he said caused the entire court to explode!
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the common people are just commoners in Huaiyou, and the injustice suffered by Lin Tianran is just duckweed."
"I am willing to use the lives of ordinary people to sue the current minister for corruption and perversion of the law! Favoritism and malpractice!"