After a long time, he said: "According to the master, although Ma Zhou is only a small censor, he has the emperor's trust. If he comes forward to impeach Du He, it may not work once or twice, but as time goes by, the emperor He would definitely be suspicious of Du He... But he didn't expect that in just a few days, Ma Zhou would actually help Du He to speak up. This is not good. Most of the other people in the court are those who follow the wind and dare to stand up and impeach Du He. There is only one person in charge, Ma Zhou."
Cui San said regretfully: "Yes, it's a pity. This guy Ma Zhou has Wei Zheng's style and dares to speak out. If he hadn't suddenly sided with Du He, he would have definitely been a big help to us."
The ghost snorted: "In that case, there is no need for us to be polite to him. Ma Zhou has a nephew from his hometown. I heard that he hides in Xinghua Square and plays mahjong all day long. Maybe we can make a fuss about him. .”
Cui San's eyes lit up: "Yes, Master Guishen, you are really clever."
The two secretly calculated together and a vicious plan was formed.
…
Ten days later, the basic layout of the Imperial College was formed.
Du He was finally freed from the construction site.
He originally planned to take over the land at Yonghe Liufang immediately, but he learned that Chang'an County Magistrate Xu Zhiyuan was leading people to clear the land, mainly to move the original residents away. It could not be completed in five or six days, so he also I'm too lazy to intervene, so I'll just go back to Dream Group and rest for a few days.
Returning to the life of eating, sleeping, and teasing the two princesses every day, Du He thought to himself, this is the life of a playboy.
However, before even two days of rest, trouble appeared again.
This afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.
Suddenly news came that two workers in the furniture factory had fainted.
Before Du He could take it to heart, news came again that three workers in Datang Study Hall had fainted.
Yang Hao, Zhang Du and others hurriedly asked Sun Simiao to diagnose.
Not long after, Sun Simiao came over and told Du He: "These people all suffered from heat stroke. The production lines of the furniture factory and Datang Study Studio are in a small and closed space. Today, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. I am afraid that this situation will continue." It happens, strong people only need to rest for a day or two to recover from heat stroke, but some people who are weak may be in danger of their lives. Uncle Yi County, we need to find a solution to this matter as soon as possible."
Du He personally went to see the five workers who had fainted, and saw that each of them was pale and lying weakly on the bed. The situation was very bad.
Du He immediately decided to give the workers of Datang Study and Furniture Factory a half-day holiday.
While everyone was immersed in joy, Du He had already taken Mo Yifei and plunged into the furniture factory, preparing to renovate the furniture factory first.
The two of them had only been in for less than half an hour, but they were already sweating profusely from the heat.
Especially Mo Yifei, who was originally wearing light clothes, but after a short time, the clothes on her body clung tightly to her body, faintly visible, and extremely charming.
Du He couldn't help but take a few more glances.
This guy's little eyes were noticed by Mo Yifei. Instead of being angry, the latter was a little excited.
What made Mo Yifei regretful was that Du He only looked at her a few more times and made no other moves.
Mo Yifei held the drawing in her left hand and a pencil that did not exist in this era in her right hand, and said: "The only solution for now is to open a few more windows in the walls around the furniture factory."
Du He shook his head: "It's useless. There are hundreds of people gathering in this workshop at one time. It's useless just to open the windows. If the air doesn't flow, it won't solve the problem of heat."
Mo Yifei blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings: "Is the air flowing?"
Du He smiled and explained: "Yes, the flow of air will generate wind, which can solve the problem of heat. Since there is no wind, then we will artificially create wind."
Mo Yifei thought for a while and then asked: "Don't you want to hire another group of disaster victims, each with a fan to fan themselves here?"
Du He laughed, turned around, knocked Mo Yifei on the head, and said: "Thankfully you are still a descendant of the Mo family. You are only half right. You can indeed use a fan to fan the wind, but not manually, but with machinery."
With that said, Du He squatted down and started writing and drawing on the paper.
While drawing, Du He said: "Hydraulic power can not only build a semi-automatic production line for us, but also use water power to make a water-powered fan. This is a simple prototype. It only needs a transmission belt to drive, and the fan can rotate day and night.
Maintain the air flow in the production workshop and solve the problem of heatstroke due to sweltering heat.”
In a short time, Du He drew a huge three-blade fan on paper.
Mo Yifei's eyes lit up and she hurriedly picked up the drawing: "Is this... really possible?"
This was a device she had never seen before.
Du He pointed at the drawing and explained it in detail before saying: "Of course, this is just a drawing. To truly realize it, further experiments are needed. This task will be left to you."
"Don't worry, Xiao Caiyi..."
Only halfway through her words, Mo Yifei suddenly held her forehead and fell into Du He's arms.
Du He lowered his head to look and immediately shouted that it was not good.
Du He, a grown man, couldn't stand this extremely hot environment, let alone the little girl Mo Yifei, who actually suffered from heatstroke.
He picked up the other person and hurriedly walked out.
As soon as I walked outside, I saw Zhang Du, Yang Hao, and Lao Fu squatting in the corner.
These people looked up and saw Du He running out with Mo Yifei in his arms all wet. Mo Yifei looked extremely weak and disheveled, and the two of them were sweating profusely.
Yang Hao stood up and said in surprise: "Mother, the young master must have been too fierce. He tortured Miss Mo until she fainted."
Zhang Du showed a lewd smile and nodded: "I heard that the young master took the big tonic pill given by Lao Sun, which is as good as a cow!"
Du He almost wanted to hit someone: "You are so rude, hurry up and call Lao Sun, Miss Mo has a heat stroke."
"oh oh……"
Only then did everyone react and hurriedly called for help.
After sending Mo Yifei back to the room, Du He knew that this matter was not simple, so he announced that everyone in the Dream Group would take half a day off before returning to the room.
"System, I want to draw a lottery!"
Du He looked at the shock value of more than 3,000 and said generously.
A month ago, he began to subconsciously accumulate shock points, intending to upgrade the system after collecting 500,000 shock points.
Who knows, every few days I can't help but want to draw a lottery, and the shock value never gets higher.
System: "Host, do you want to spend 100 shock points to draw a lottery!"
"yes!"
Ding!
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a solar electric fan."
Plop.
A large box, as tall as a person, appeared in front of Du He out of thin air.
Du He took a closer look and laughed wildly: "Solar electric fan? Doesn't it mean that it can be used as long as there is sunlight? Hahaha, Gouri's system is finally willing to choose a decent thing."