Chapter 402: What on earth is the King of England doing?
"Go back to Your Majesty." Cheng Jin said with a proud smile on his face: "The arithmetic skills of Your Majesty's students are admired by everyone in our Ministry of Works."
Zhu Han was not in a hurry to express his position, and he gave high hats to his students from the beginning. This guy definitely didn't hold back any good words.
Sure enough, Cheng Jin changed the subject and said, "But when it comes to construction, the most important thing is to seek truth from facts. No matter how accurate the calculation is, it will never work if you cut corners during construction."
Looking at Cheng Jin who was talking eloquently, Zhu Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked curiously: "I don't quite understand what Cheng Shilang said. My students are just calculating and preparing the materials needed for the project.
What’s the deal with cutting corners?”
The craftsmen around him were also confused and didn't understand why Cheng Jin said this.
Only a few officials from the Ministry of Industry laughed triumphantly.
If Zhu Han's students just calculated the cost, they would indeed have to admit defeat now.
But when they calculated the cost, they added some unnecessary content.
There are many articles that can be done here.
Cheng Jin directly took out the answers on the paper that the students of Huangzhuang had used to record the materials for building the bridge.
Just skip the previous paragraph and point to the last part: "Your Majesty, your students said that after using your new materials, it only takes about three months to build a bridge. Is this true?
Is there something inappropriate?"
Killer!
Cheng Jinqiao's back was straight, like a pine tree standing proudly in the world.
Buzz!
The craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry also heard about this and immediately started talking about it.
"Yes, if Master Cheng hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about it."
"Building a bridge in three months is nonsense."
"Haha, I would never dare to walk on this kind of bridge anyway. This is simply making fun of people's lives."
"Fortunately, I just changed my mind about these people. Now it seems that they are just a bunch of guys who only know how to study. We lost unjustly this time."
Listening to these people's discussions, Cheng Jin became more and more proud.
"Your Royal Highness, please help me clarify my doubts."
"If the prince cannot give us a suitable explanation, I think there is no need to continue this competition."
The craftsmen agreed one after another.
"Master Cheng is right. We will not compete with such a person who wastes human life."
"As a craftsman, if you can't guarantee the safety of the things you create, you are not a qualified craftsman at all."
Zhao Helun, the Minister of Industry in Yanjing, quickly stepped forward to serve as the peacemaker.
"What are you doing, do you guys want to rebel? Although the prince's students wrote a bit exaggerated, it's not your turn to question. What? Do you still want the prince to try for himself, whether you can rebel in three months?
Are you coming out of the bridge?"
"What the prince's student just said makes sense to me. If you losers can't do it, don't think that others can't do it either."
Zhu Han felt that Zhao Helun had entered the wrong profession. If he practiced martial arts, he might become a martial arts master like Zhang Sanfeng.
This set of Tai Chi is simply superb.
Zhu Han didn't use his status as a prince to pressure others, he just looked at them with a smile.
At the beginning, the craftsmen were very angry and said anything.
If Zhu Han hadn't been so noble as a prince, I'm afraid someone would have directly greeted his eighteenth generation ancestor.
As time went by, the voices of the craftsmen gradually became smaller and smaller, and soon fell into silence again.
"Have you finished talking?" Zhu Han said with a smile.
The craftsmen looked at each other, and for a moment they were a little confused as to what kind of medicine the King of England was selling in his gourd.
Originally, when the students at Huangzhuang heard Cheng Jin and the craftsmen questioning Zhu Han, they subconsciously wanted to refute their remarks.
Before he could speak, Zhu Han glared back.
Zhu Han stood up from his chair and looked down at Cheng Jin and the craftsmen.
"Do you think my students are exaggerating?"
Many officials and craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhu Han.
There are also a small number of people who are not afraid of Zhu Han's power at all.
For example, Cheng Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry.
He raised his head and met Zhu Han's gaze without hesitation: "I am just seeking truth from facts. I have never heard of it from ancient times to now that a 100-meter bridge can be built in three months."
"If it really exists, I'm afraid only the legendary gods and immortals can do it."
Zhang Yunjie snorted coldly: "That's because you are ignorant. Since you don't believe it, we are here to prove it to you!"
Cement has always been used in the south. Although officials in the north know something about it, they don't know it in detail.
They don't know how powerful cement is, but Zhu Han's students know it very well, so naturally they won't be afraid to verify it on the spot.
"There is no need." Before Cheng Jin and others agreed to verify, Zhu Han decisively refused.
Liu Shenhong, Zhang Yunjie, and the students at Huangzhuang were all deceived.
What's going on?
Could it be that my prince took the wrong medicine?
It's just to prove the strength of cement, it's not a big deal at all?
Why did my prince refuse?
Zhao Heting, the Minister of Household Affairs in Yanjing, Cheng Jin, the left minister, and others despised him.
Pack!
Just keep pretending.
Something that clearly doesn't exist can still be pretended to be real.
Is this because he was afraid that those students would find it difficult to refuse, so His Royal Highness spoke in person?
For the sake of his students, he even gave up the dignity of the prince. This is really a big deal.
Cheng Jin's proud chin almost lifted to the sky.
Those craftsmen and the like are totally unreliable, they are just a bunch of trash who only know how to work hard.
Those who can really turn the tide are their scholars.
If he, Cheng Jin, hadn't found the flaw in King Ying and his colleagues, the Yanjing Ministry of Industry and their craftsmen would have been disgraced today.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Since it is not convenient for the prince to show it, the official will not force it. The official also understands that a treasure that can build a bridge in three months must be valuable, the prince
It’s normal not to want to show off to others easily.”
"Let's just consider our Yanjing Ministry of Industry as losing in this battle."
pretty!
Cheng Jin gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.
Neither humble nor arrogant, advance and retreat in a measured manner.
Not only did he regain face for the Yanjing Ministry of Industry, but he also left a trace of face for His Royal Highness, without completely offending the prince to death.
A talent like me should go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. It would be too unfair to stay in the Ministry of Work.
Zhao Helun secretly gave him a look of approval: "Well done."
Officials from the Ministry of Industry also felt proud.
"It's such a pity that I can't see the materials that can build a bridge in three months."
"It seems that I am not lucky enough to have this fate."
The reaction of the craftsmen was similar, and they all regretted that they could not see this kind of construction material.
However, their mentality is completely different from that of officials.
The officials didn't believe it because they were mocking the students at Huangzhuang.
It's really a pity that the craftsmen don't believe it. They also hope that this kind of material can exist in the world.
Seeing that Zhu Han's expression seemed to be a little off, Zhao Helun quickly comforted him: "These guys are short-sighted and cannot understand the prince's intentions. You must not be as knowledgeable as them."
Little did he know that Zhu Han was not angry with the officials of the Ministry of Works, but with the craftsmen.
To build Yanjing
The cement has obviously been shipped.
Whenever they use snacks, it is impossible not to know the function of cement.
Among so many people, no one really cares about those projects.
"Forget it." Zhu Han sighed helplessly. He didn't bother to waste words and just slapped them in the face with reality.
"Here comes someone!" Zhu Han gave the order, and twenty royal guards came in neat steps.
These people are physically strong and powerful, and they are all warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. Each of them is carrying a big hammer, and the hammer head of the hammer is the size of a human head.
Coupled with their murderous formation, one can't help but think of what would happen if these hammers hit one's body.
The officials and craftsmen of the Yanjing Ministry of Industry were all shocked. Could it be that His Royal Highness the King of England wanted to kill someone because he couldn't afford to lose?
At this time, some people remembered that His Royal Highness, the King of England, followed the emperor to fight everywhere. There were countless lives on his hands. It was not impossible to go on a killing spree.
Many people began to regret why they couldn't think of enough to mock His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness's students.
Cheng Jin's face turned pale and he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong immediately. But his legs were weak and he couldn't move at all.
And even if he ran, a weak scholar like him would not be able to outrun those soldiers who pretended to be like calves.
"Your Highness the King of England, do you still want to commit murder in broad daylight?"
After all, Zhao Helun was the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, so he could barely maintain his stability. However, his voice was also trembling: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
In fact, not only them, but also Liu Shenhong, Zhang Yunjie, and the students at Huangzhuang were also shocked.
They were also very angry about what happened just now. But no matter what, it wouldn't lead to a sword fight, right?
"Your Majesty..." Liu Shenhong opened his mouth to persuade, but Zhu Han said coldly: "Shut up!"
Liu Shenhong immediately shut up and didn't dare to say another word.
After scolding Liu Shenhong, Zhu Han explained to Zhao Helun with a smile: "Zhao Shangshu, don't panic, don't you guys not believe in the power of cement?"
"Now, I will let you see with your own eyes the power of cement."
I believe you as a ghost!
Zhao Helun and others felt filial piety in their hearts.
Just look at the evidence, what are you doing with so many hammers?
Is it possible?
Does His Royal Highness want to send them to the Palace of Hell to see clearly what is called cement?
Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Helun's face almost turned green.
We can't blame them for their wild imagination. It was Zhu Han who caused this scene, which was really scary.
Just when everyone is worried.
Zhu Han suddenly pointed at the courtyard wall on the left and spat out one word: "Smash!"
Those fierce soldiers were in the dumbfounded eyes of Zhao Helun, Cheng Jin and other officials from the Ministry of Works, as well as the craftsmen.
Like wolves and tigers, they rushed to the courtyard wall pointed by Zhu Han. They all picked up sledgehammers and smashed against the wall with all their strength.
Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng!
A series of heavy hammer sounds continued one after another like drum beats.
Everyone felt baffled.
They really can't figure it out, and they can't understand it! He smashed the wall inexplicably. What on earth did His Royal Highness want to do?
Is it possible that they want to demolish the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry?
If they only demolish the yamen and don't hurt anyone, they really don't care. After all, the whole world belongs to the Ming Dynasty, and it was Lao Zhu's family who paid for it to be rebuilt if it was demolished.
It's just a pity that this wall was just repaired yesterday.
boom!
The wall collapsed, sending up a cloud of dust.
Even the walls built by the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry with Sanhe soil and blue bricks are
I can't stand such a tossing method.
In their doubtful glances, the dust they had just stirred up gradually began to fall.
Immediately, the craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry suddenly opened their eyes in disbelief.
"What it is?"
"Who built this wall and why is it so strong?"
"Look carefully, the color of the wall doesn't seem right."
The craftsmen in the Ministry of Engineering are so experienced that they immediately discovered the problem.
The appearance of the wall seems to be exactly the same as the original wall. But in fact, the lines on it are simply pasted on.
After being blasted by Zhu Han's guards, the patches on it fell off one after another, revealing the blue-gray walls inside.
Zhu Wu's guards were still smashing the wall hard, but it was as if a giant hammer weighing a thousand pounds hit the wall, leaving only a white spot.
"Wait a minute!"
Wei Chi and Lao Wei shouted at the same time to stop, and rushed towards the collapsed wall together.
Zhu Han's guards would not listen to these people's orders and continued to hammer the wall.
"Stop." Zhu Han saw that Wei Chi and Lao Wei, two guys who were not afraid of death, would rush to block the sledgehammer if he didn't stop, so he hurriedly shouted stop.
Good guy, this is really life-threatening. Many of his guards are veterans who have experienced battles.
If Zhu Han hadn't called to stop, let alone two unfamiliar people in front of them, even if there were thousands of troops, they would never show mercy.
This is a military order.
The guards took the order and stopped attacking one after another.
Wei Chi, Lao Wei, and several older craftsmen rushed forward impatiently and surrounded the remaining wall, which was about two meters long and made of reinforced concrete materials.
Judging from the way their eyes were shining, it was as if this was not an ordinary wall, but an oiran woman in a brothel.
"Oh my God, there are no gaps at all. How on earth did you do this?"
"It feels much rougher than stone. Why does it feel like it was made artificially?"
"Nonsense, can something made artificially be so strong?"
The more they looked at it, the more amazed the craftsmen were.
As for the officials of the Yanjing Ministry of Industry, their faces were all as black as the bottom of a pot.