Chongzhen didn't know what the later generations would say about his coffin, but he did have a heart to rule the world, and he thought that the coals related to whether the people could survive this winter were solved.

Chongzhen's heart was like a charcoal fire baking, and he asked eagerly: "Aiqing, how many weirs are there for coal washing, how many coal washing workshops are built, and how many coals can be washed out every day." ”

Hearing Chongzhen's three consecutive questions, just like when he pushed out the eldest disciple Song Shihui, Zhu Shun still didn't answer by himself, but asked his disciple Xu Jixin to answer, so that he could show his face in front of the emperor.

Fight for Jane in the Emperor's Heart.

Xu Jixin was pushed by his mentor, took a few steps forward, and was very grateful to his mentor in his heart, thinking that when the mentor encountered an accident one day, he would definitely give his mentor three years of filial piety.

Xu Jixin sensed the emperor's sight, without the slightest stage fright, showing his sharpness as the first genius in the capital: "Your Majesty, this kind of waterway built of cement is called flotation coal washing pond. ”

"There are a total of ten flotation coal washing ponds built by flotation coal washing ponds equipped with Daming steam engines."

"A total of 40 coal washing plants have been built on the banks of the Yongding River, of which 20 coal washing ponds have washed out the coal used to supply the entire Shuntian Mansion, so that the people can enjoy the dividends of industrialization."

"Of the 200 coal washing ponds of the remaining 20 coal washing plants, 10 belong to the Shanhaiguan General Soldier Mangui, and all the washed coal was sent to Liaodong through the Pingsha ship."

"There are also 100 coal washing ponds in ten coal washing plants that belong to the Marquis of Zhenyuan, which were originally used to supply the people, and then the governor of the three sides, Sun Chuanting, sent news that the soldiers in the northwest were short of coal, and the Marquis of Zhenyuan sent all the refined coal to the three sides of the northwest without a penny of silver."

The Donglin Party officials looked at Xu Jixin, who was talking loudly, and couldn't help but be a little envious, not because they were envious of Xu Jixin's talent, but because they were envious that Xu Jixin had a good teacher.

The credit of washing out refined coal in large quantities is greater than that of high-yield hybrid rice with a yield of more than 1,000 catties per mu for today's Daming.

The Ming Dynasty did not lack food, but only land.

The common people can't eat because eighty percent of the land in the territory of the Ming Dynasty is in the hands of the bureaucrats and gentry, and if these lands are evenly distributed to the common people, they dare not say that they are all full, at least they can ensure that most of the people will not starve to death.

No matter how high-yielding hybrid rice is, it is only a symptom but not a cure, and the biggest role of high-yield hybrid rice is in the military.

The more grain is produced, the fewer strong men need to grow it, and the more sergeants can be drawn.

If all the land of the Ming Dynasty is planted with more than 1,000 catties of high-yield hybrid rice, it can also be collected and taxed on time, and the national strength is enough to support five or six million soldiers.

Or at least.

But for the Ming Dynasty, where the gentry did not pay grain and did not have much land, high-yield hybrid rice was just a chicken rib after all.

Refined coal is different, with refined coal is enough for the people to survive in the colder and colder winter, which is a great achievement of countless living people.

With these coal washing plants, countless people can be saved every winter, you must know that today's ghost weather, both and Guangzhou have begun to snow, or heavy snow.

As long as they can survive, which common people are willing to leave their hometowns, stay away from their ancestral graves, run around, and live a life of fear that they may be cut off by officers and soldiers tomorrow if they live today.

Chongzhen will not fail to see the role of refined coal in governing the country, and see the continuation of the first wave of industrialization dividends for the country.

Continuing the great merit of Guozuo, just give it to the disciples, who doesn't envy such a teacher.

Zhu Shun's ideological realm is far from being understood by the Donglin Party, and deep down in his heart, these disciples are actually more important than his son.

The son is the continuation of the bloodline, but the disciple is the continuation of his thoughts.

Xu Jixin is also continuing the idea of the industrial revolution, not hesitating to leave a big unfilial infamy, but also to speed up the industrialization process, in order to study the flotation coal washing method and make a great contribution that should belong to him.

This credit is indeed big enough, so big that the more Chongzhen looks at it, the more he likes it, and when he looks back at his unsuccessful son, he thinks depressedly about how Xu Jixin is not his son.

The crown prince Zhu Cihong saw that his father glanced at him, and gritted his teeth.

Chongzhen saw his son's stupid smile, and he was even more depressed, and his eyes fell on Zhu Shun, who was discussing wine with Wang Chengen, and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

It's not a son, it's an apprentice.

There are three situations in the Ming Dynasty that it is not illegal to kill people, one is to catch a traitor, the second is to lynch the patriarch of the ancestral hall, and the third is that the father and the teacher beat his son to death.

The son may not be filial to his father, and the disciple will definitely be filial to his teacher.

The more Chongzhen looked at it, the more he liked it, and in the stunned eyes of the Donglin Party officials, he actually walked over and patted Xu Jixin on the shoulder.

The expressionless face also turned into a gentle smile, and the majestic voice also became a cordiality that the Donglin Party officials had never heard before: "Accumulated salary, can you teach me how to open the gate and wash coal." ”

Xu Jixin was a little dazed, and he didn't understand why the emperor could be so kind to him, was it because of his grandfather.

Thinking of his grandfather, Xu Jixin felt even more guilty in his heart, but fortunately, he fulfilled his grandfather's last wish and made him feel better.

Zhu Shun, who was standing not far away, saw Lao Qi in a daze there, and hurriedly stepped forward and kicked his ass: "Don't hurry up and thank you." ”

Xu Jixin was kicked by his mentor without pain, and he felt embarrassed by his mentor, so he hurriedly said thank the emperor.

Xu Jixin is nothing, but Chongzhen, who was standing next to him, jumped his eyelids, and almost scolded a foul word, don't kick my baby badly.

Fortunately, Chongzhen took into account the majesty of the emperor and took back this sentence that the Donglin Party often scolded each other in time.

Chongzhen's eyelids trembled, and the corners of the Donglin Party couldn't help twitching at the corners of their mouths, such a talent who can continue the national honor of the Ming Dynasty, which one is not offered as an ancestor.

Zhu Shun is good, he scolds if he wants, kicks when he wants to kick, and doesn't take it seriously at all.

Xu Jixin is not an ordinary scholar, he is also recognized as the first talent in the capital by the scholars of the capital, such a disciple who is full of wealth can be used as a talisman for a lifetime.

Even if Zhu Shun leaves the officialdom one day, as long as the disciple Xu Jixin is in the court for a day, the county, the state, and even the governor of the feudal territory, Zhu Shun, who is respectful, will give a dry gift every New Year's holiday.

Walking back to Zhu Shun next to the Hou of Zhenyuan and the Hou of Huaiyuan, he didn't know what Chongzhen and the Donglin Party thought in their hearts, if they knew their thoughts.

will definitely make up for it again, pointing at Xu Jixin, who only dares to smirk, and said nonchalantly, kick it badly.

There are seven of them.