From the Mid-Autumn Festival to the early winter, Xishan has recruited thousands of displaced people, Wang Jinyuan is not in a hurry to mass production, but according to Fang Jifan's instructions, first slowly let a group of scattered displaced people begin to understand the process, of course, a large number of mining tools need to be purchased.

However, most of the pickaxes used in mining were not handy, and in this era, most of the tools manufactured in the bureau were shoddy, and the craftsmen of ordinary blacksmiths were also uneven, and the output was also low, so it could not be supplied on a large scale. Fang Jifan still wants to make a coal stove, it is best to build a pot together, do one thing and make a few shares of money is the right way.

Fang Jifan instigated Zhu Houzhao and went to ask Emperor Hongzhi for his order to allow Xishan Coal Mine to build an iron mill.

Emperor Hongzhi did not immediately agree to this matter, in fact, he wanted large-scale forging of production tools, and the imperial court has always been more cautious about this.

In this era of salt and iron monopoly, iron ore was almost monopolized by local governments, and large-scale private iron smelting was not allowed, after all, this thing could be used to make tools as well as weapons.

Since the attitude in the palace was unclear, Fang Jifan had to wait patiently.

However, after Zhu Houzhao was busy for him, he became complaining, sighing, like an abused little daughter-in-law, getting to the bottom of it, still no money and no motivation.

For this reason, Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan sneaked to Xishan again, in this snowy weather, all the way, there were few pedestrians, but at the foot of Xishan, a simple shed has been built, forming a simple small village, the smoke of cooking in the shed, the women have begun to pick up rice and put it in the pot.

The men had gone to the mines, so there were only a few ragged little kids in the 'village' who were snotting and piling snow.

The scene in front of him disappointed Zhu Houzhao, he thought that what he and Fang Jifan were doing was a big thing, it shouldn't be so dilapidated and dirty, although this place shouldn't be as brilliant as the Forbidden City, it should also be a prosperous scene.

Zhu Houzhao wanted to go to the mine, but Fang Jifan stopped him, so he only wandered at the foot of the mountain.

Before leaving, he met the miners who were carrying pickaxes to work, and the miners were wearing tight clothes one by one, and their bodies were pitch black, but these sturdy men were full of masculinity, and the snow on the top of their heads was melted by hot sweat.

"Engong ......" actually had sharp eyes and saw Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao.

One of them, holding a pickaxe, rushed towards Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao, so frightened that the guards behind Zhu Houzhao hurriedly held down the handle of the knife one by one.

This person bowed down without hesitation, with tears in his eyes, and said to Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan: "The villain has seen two Engong ......."

In fact, Fang Jifan was already taken aback, because this guy actually rushed over with a pickaxe, and according to his rich life experience, the people who rushed towards him were usually here to seek revenge, after all...... Loser, God knows how many enemies Fang Jifan had in the past. Fang Jifan has no doubt that one day, when he walks on the street, he will be knocked with a stick.

So his first instinct was to run.

It wasn't until the other party called Engong and bowed on the snow that he sighed lightly.

The miners were boiling, and they also rushed up, and many people whispered: "It's these two benevolent dukes, the shopkeeper Wang said it himself, our owners are two young men, both of whom have clear eyebrows, and they can't be wrong." Thanks to the grace of the father, we have a job in this mine. ”

After a moment's effort, the snow was already full of kneeling people, which made Fang Jifan begin to doubt his life a little.

Zhu Houzhao was even more dumbfounded, seeing this dark-faced person, but at this moment he looked at himself with tears in his eyes.

Well......

There is a slight sense of accomplishment.

But...... Did you really do something good? No, didn't the old side just let them dig coal? Hey, hey, hey, it's clearly just a coolie, what are you grateful for?

A miner choked up and said, "Thank you to Engong for taking us in and giving us a chance to sell our strength in this mine, otherwise...... This cold winter wax moon, I'm afraid I can't get through, the villain has a son, if he doesn't come to the mine, he will starve to death, the villain has been teaching him, teaching him to grow up, we must remember the kindness of the two ben dukes, now the villains are in this mine, there is a bite to eat, not only that, there are some salaries every month, this is all thanks to the two benevolent dukes, ben gong, please accept the villain's worship. ”

The words of "......" were enough to drop a shock bomb in Zhu Houzhao's heart.

Don't...... Is it enough to reap their gratitude?

And what a humble thought they ask for is just a mouthful of food, but even this humble thought seems to them to be hard-won.

Zhu Houzhao has never experienced human suffering, but when he saw these miners today, he was a little overwhelmed, he couldn't understand that there was such a group of people in this world who would gain such gratitude because of these things.

Zhu Houzhao blushed and was at a loss.

Fang Jifan had already said: "Okay, don't be polite, work hard." ”

The miners just had red eyes, some were choking back tears, some put down their pickaxes, and just blindly kowtowed to Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan.

And Zhu Houzhao was still stunned there, he had too many things to digest, until Fang Jifan pulled him out of the crowd, Zhu Houzhao's eyes suddenly turned red: "Are they lying to us?" ”

"What?" Fang Jifan was stunned.

Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath: "Bengong means, do they want to tie up Bengong, so ......"

It is easy to understand that Zhu Houzhao has this thought, after all, he is always surrounded by a group of people who please him, so in his heart, presumably these people also want to take the opportunity to stammer.

Fang Jifan was silent for a moment: "They don't know the identity of His Highness, so I think they may be really grateful to His Highness, of course, mainly to thank Weichen, after all, for many people, as long as they can eat a full meal, it is a gift from God." ”

Zhu Houzhao suddenly thought thoughtfully.

In the wind and snow, the young crown prince had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Fang Jifan despised Zhu Houzhao in his heart, this guy, why don't you eat minced meat.

When he returned to Zhan Shifu, Zhu Houzhao seemed to have something on his mind, holding his cheeks, looking at the snow from afar, and there was less cunning in his eyes, but more melancholy.

"Sometimes, this palace is thinking......" Zhu Houzhao said: "It would be nice if the snow stopped." ”

"......" Fang Jifan glared at him angrily, Prince, you can't get a red, you will smash the pot of my coal mine? Are you still human?

Zhu Houzhao sighed again: "Think about it, many people are unclothed, and their faces are cracked by the cold, they are really pitiful." ”

These words suddenly hit a weak place in Fang Jifan's heart, he glanced at Zhu Houzhao strangely, looked up at the sky, on the sky, the snow was still flying, so he let out a breath of white air in his mouth: "For many people, it is not just a snow that makes them freeze, many people, what they lack is not just cold clothes, it is very difficult for people to live......" Tilting his head, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, perhaps it was rare for a long-lost emotion to hit his lungs, Fang Jifan took a breath and sighed.

In the distance, Liu Jin beckoned to this side: "Your Highness, Your Highness, come on, the Zhenla Kingdom has paid tribute to three monkeys without tails, oops, it's rare." ”

When Zhu Houzhao heard this, he rushed in the direction of Liu Jin with a swish: "Where, where, take a look at the palace......"

"Your uncle!" Fang Jifan glared at Liu Jin in the distance viciously.

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Originally, the character of the Zhang brothers, some people said that it was too stupid to write, but in history, this pair of brothers was really stupid, otherwise they would not have even seen the direction of the wind after Jiajing ascended the throne, and finally fell into a miserable end.

Some people say that the two are stingy and unreasonable, hey, I really don't know what to say, Balzac's Grandet is also so stingy, as a result, this great French writer has won countless praises for his stingy image, and no one said that the characters he wrote are obviously so rich, and they would rather abuse themselves for a few copper plates, but this character is popular and has become one of the most classic images in French literature. How did you get to the tiger, the same role, it became unreasonable.

After all, the tiger is not a writer, writing books is just a mess of food, forget it, laugh and scold people, get used to it.