Before the end of the year, Zhu Yunwen, who stayed in the palace and endured the cold, received good news.

A craftsman in Jiangxi Province has developed a soil that hardens quickly, mainly from limestone, clay, slag, sand and other things mixed with water.

When Zhu Yunwen saw this recital, the first thought that popped into his mind was.

"Can the natives make cement?"

When the embankment in Jiangxi collapsed, Zhu Yunwen didn't think about making cement to repair the embankment for flood control, the key is that he didn't have this knowledge reserve.

Unexpectedly, he, a traverser, had not yet participated in the guidance, but the natives of this time and space had figured it out on their own.

Sure enough, the wisdom of the masses of the people is endless.

As long as the imperial court is willing to give them the opportunity to get ahead, and give them a hope that they can get ahead by engaging in scientific research and being craftsmen, they themselves can burst out with unlimited motivation.

And after the excitement was ecstasy, Zhu Yunwen had already jumped up in the Qianqing Palace.

"Get someone back for me!"

What is a national treasure, this kind of talent is the national treasure of the Ming Dynasty.

Although the soil cement researched in this year may not be as strong as the grade cement with chemical materials added in later generations, it will definitely surpass all the infrastructure measures at the beginning of this year!

"River embankments, city building, road building."

Zhu Yunwen muttered excitedly, once this Jiangxi craftsman really develops cement, then the title of infrastructure madness is expected to be worn on Daming's head six hundred years in advance.

With cement, Daming's road repair and embankment construction projects will reach a new level, which is not a simple matter of how much money to save, and how many lives are involved in this infrastructure project!

Just when Zhu Yunwen was in ecstasy, Ma Enhui, who rushed over, happened to see it and chuckled: "But I haven't seen Your Majesty so happy for a long time." ”

"Why is the queen here?"

Zhu Yunwen hurriedly walked over, waved away the palace maid beside Ma Enhui, carefully supported the latter, and said reproachfully: "You are pregnant now, but be careful." ”

As he spoke, he looked down at the latter's bulging lower abdomen, and couldn't stop silly music.

Lantian planted jade, there is nothing happier and more rewarding than being a father these years.

"If the concubine doesn't come, Your Majesty doesn't know when you will be able to remember to go back to the harem."

With a grunt, Ma Enhui was helped onto the golden chair by Zhu Yunwen.

The dragon chair was very wide, and there was no pressure at all for the two of them to sit down.

"In a few days, it will be the end of the year, and this year His Majesty has sent a holy edict to be held in a big way, and the concubine will ask here, what is the scale of this banquet?"

The Ming Dynasty has to hold two state banquets every year during the New Year, one is for the emperor and Wuxun, and the other is for the queen to lead the reward for women who have a fate, which is called the women's banquet. This is the original version of Madame Diplomacy.

"It's up to you to get the idea."

How can Zhu Yunwen have the time to worry about a group of girls, his eyes are now full of Ma Enhui's daughter-in-law.

"I have only one request, I am not afraid to spend money, I want to be generous, this year I am three happy people."

Three joys?

Ma Enhui was stunned for a moment, and asked with a smile: "Except for the concubine and Qianmei who are pregnant and happy, where do those two joys come from?" ”

"A craftsman in Jiangxi has developed cement, which is a joy, and next year is the fifth year of Jianwen, which is another joy. Isn't this just a three-happiness coming? ”

"Cement, Jianwen for five years."

Ma Enhui muttered a few words in her mouth, and she felt even more confused.

At first glance, neither of these two things has anything to do with happy events.

"Then I'll have to sell a pie with you."

Between the two of them, Zhu Yunwen still likes to show off his knowledge, which is probably a common problem of men.

Then, Zhu Yunwen began to talk endlessly, talking about the efficacy and role of this cement, and Ma Enhui, who listened to it, was also happy.

"After listening to Your Majesty's meaning, doesn't that mean that the harm of floods will be greatly reduced in the future."

"As long as what is said in this transcript is true, it is true."

Zhu Yunwen danced with his hands and gestured: "As long as the local government does not carry out the tofu slag project, the local flood prevention capacity will be greatly improved in the future." ”

"Tofu dregs."

Ma Enhui covered her mouth and chuckled: "This word is very tight. ”

As a traveler from later generations, Zhu Yunwen knows the harmfulness of the tofu slag project, so he hates it.

Once cement is born, it will inevitably involve a lot of interests in the future, and once interests are involved, that person's greed will be exposed, and they will make a lot of money, and they don't care how many corpses and blood are behind this wealth.

"Then how can Jianwen be a joy in five years?"

Ma Enhui asked like a curious baby.

These two joys have a beginning and an end, and the reason is indeed worth being happy, but the normal time transition to the end of the year, where is it worth being happy.

Of course, except for Zhu Yunwen himself, no one in the world may know what this five years of Jianwen means to Zhu Yunwen.

Therefore, this year, Zhu Yunwen specially instructed the cabinet and the imperial front secretary to operate it in a big way.

However, seeing that Ma Enhui had a posture of breaking the casserole and asking to the end, Zhu Yunwen had to think about it in his head, and then made up an excuse to prevaricate.

"Because I have completely canceled the tax-free fields and clan annual salaries, coupled with the inventory of local fields, the annual income of our imperial court will definitely be much higher next year, and the imperial court has money, isn't it happy that I, the emperor, will be happy."

This excuse is quite reluctant, Ma Enhui is a hundred don't believe it, because there are many happy events in the Pingsuri court, including last year's Guan Grassland pilgrimage to surrender to the table, and Zhu Yunwen has never said that he wants to do a big special event in front of the big happy event.

For the sake of a piece of annual tax income that has not yet been touched, he has to have a big feast, which is not in line with Zhu Yunwen's consistent character design.

The two of them were tired and crooked for a while, and the food was served left and right, and dozens of dishes were put on the dazzling side, and the people who watched it had a great appetite.

"These are the dishes that are planned to be served the day after tomorrow on Chinese New Year's Eve."

Double happiness is the introduction of one dish after another, and Zhu Yunwen will naturally not be so extravagant, just in time for this New Year's banquet, Zhu Yunwen will simply be generous once, and after playing the New Year, he began to let the Shangshan Bureau arrange meals for many days in a row.

"Alright, I don't need your service."

Zhu Yunwen didn't have time to deal with them, and began to serve Ma Enhui attentively.

"Let's drink more fish soup, this fish soup is a good thing, as the old saying goes, drink fish soup healthily."

Seeing Zhu Yunwen's busy work, although Ma Enhui shirked repeatedly, the sweet love in her eyes couldn't be stopped.

Mother is precious by virtue of her son, and being pregnant with a child not only makes her position as stable as Mount Tai, but also feels that Zhu Yunwen cares about her.