For several days, the weather became colder and colder, with hoarfrost covering the ground and the pond freezing ice.

The sky was cloudy, and the cold wind was cold, blowing through the palace, leaving a whirring sound.

In the dormitory, charcoal basins have begun to be lit to dispel the cold in the room.

Ye Qiange put on thick clothes, and when he heard the screaming wind outside, he didn't want to go out.

He looked at the charcoal basin, although the dormitory was very large, if the charcoal burned for a long time, it would inevitably be poisoned.

When he woke up this morning, he was dizzy and weak, and in addition to his body, he must have been troubled by the harmful gases released by the incomplete combustion of charcoal.

"No, it's too dangerous." He shook his head and muttered.

Before winter is yet complete, you can renovate your house.

He raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Lu Zhi, go and summon twenty craftsmen." ”

"Twenty craftsmen, what is the prince going to do?" Lu Zhi tilted her head and asked in surprise.

"Demolish the house!"

"Huh?"

"Let's go."

Ye Qiange smiled, waved his hand to send Lu Zhi away, picked up the pen and paper and began to draw.

I don't know how long I waited, and Lu Zhi came to the Flying Frost Hall with a large group of people.

"Lord Wang, everyone has brought it."

"Meet the prince."

Ye Qiange nodded, then shook his wheelchair and said, "Which of you can read and read pictures?" ”

"Villains can." A young man in his twenties walked out.

Ye Qiange glanced at the man, and a look of surprise crossed his eyes.

It is really rare to be assigned to the head of the Ministry of Industry at such a young age.

"The villain Wei Guang, when he was young, he studied in a private school for two years, and then his family fell into the middle of the road, so he entered the public loss door, and it has been ten years now."

Ye Qiange nodded, originally asked casually, but unexpectedly someone was literate.

The public loss in Wei Guang's mouth is undoubtedly the public loss of Lu Ban.

Luban is not only the originator of carpenters, but also the originator of civil engineering.

All craftsmen claim to be subordinates.

Ye Qiange handed the drawings to Wei Guang and said, "You take a look first, if you don't understand, you can ask this king." ”

Wei Guang took it and looked at it, his expression couldn't help but be a little solemn, his eyes were shining, but he couldn't leave it anymore.

"Little courage, dare to ask the prince what is this?" For a long time, Wei Guang's face was excited, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Kang." Ye Qiange smiled and said disapprerovitically.

Wei Guang smelled it, and muttered in his mouth, "This picture is wonderful, but-"

Ye Qiange frowned, "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Whoa." Wei Guang bowed his hand again and said, "If you follow the drawings, I'm afraid you need to re-measure the side hall and dismantle and rebuild it." ”

"Not only the side hall, but also the main hall." Ye Qiange said, and the green angelica on the side couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The prince not only wanted to demolish the side hall, but even the main hall of the Son of Heaven, she flashed her big eyes, thinking about whether to slip away and make a small report.

"Can it be completed in three days?"

How could Ye Qiange not know that part of the wall had to be demolished for reconstruction, although the amount of work was large, as long as there were enough manpower, the construction period could be greatly shortened.

Wei Guang shook his head hesitantly and said, "If you only talk about the side hall, it can indeed be completed within three days, but when it comes to the main hall, it is impossible. ”

"Why?" Ye Qiange couldn't help asking.

Lu Zhi on the side whispered: "Lord Wang, the main hall is several times larger than the side hall. ”

Ye Qiange was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but be speechless.

"This king will allocate another thirty craftsmen, and you will arrange for it to start construction together with the main hall and the side halls, I don't know how long it will take to complete?"

"Ten days."

"Twenty more."

"Seven days!"

"Twenty more."

“......”

Wei Guang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Lord Wang, not the more people, the faster it can be, many things must only be completed by one person, and it can be completed in seven days, and it can't be faster." ”

Ye Qiange was slightly stunned, this is indeed the truth, he couldn't help crying and laughing, it seemed that he was in a hurry.

"Seven days will be seven days."

"Little one, may I ask the prince, when will the construction start?"

"Immediately."

"Whoa!"

Lu Zhi pushed Ye Qiange out of the door, and there was a sound of beating behind her, and there were constantly palace maids moving out of the palace, and the scene was immediately very lively.

"Lord Wang, do you want to report this matter to Your Majesty?" Lu Zhi looked at the Flying Frost Hall uneasily, and asked very worriedly.

"No, you don't." Ye Qiange waved his hand and said, "Go to the Imperial Medical Department." ”

His leg injury has healed a lot, eight or nine days have passed since the stitches were closed, and the wound has healed rapidly, the pain has lessened, but it is itchy and uncomfortable.

Ye Qiange knew that this was a sign of wound healing.

Compared with the cold silence outside, the Tai Yi Department is in full swing.

"Ahh

"Come on, knock it out, otherwise it's hard to move the needle."

"I feel like I'm dying, please spare me!"

"Don't worry, it's just a few cuts on you, and then I sew it up for you and bleed a little, you can't die."

"Then it's better to die, how many openings you made in me, you kill me!"

"Come on, knock this out too."

......

Ye Qiange heard a scream outside the door, his scalp couldn't help tingling, and he didn't dare to go in.

You don't need to look much to know that the imperial doctors are practicing the art of suturing inside.

And the object of the practice must be the death row prisoner in the prison.

"Meet the prince!" Without waiting for Ye Qiange to enter, a imperial doctor who came back from outside shouted loudly.

As soon as Ye Qiange's complexion changed, he saw all the imperial doctors pouring out of it, and they all bowed their hands, staring at Ye Qiange with blazing eyes.

Ye Qiange was a little creepy, and forced himself to calm down: "This king heard that Imperial Doctor Xiao is going to leave for Northern Xinjiang today, so he is here to say goodbye." ”

Imperial Physician Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

"The Tai Doctor is kind-hearted and cares about the border army, and the journey is far away, and it turns cold in winter, so you need to be more careful."

For Imperial Physician Xiao's personality, Ye Qiange sincerely admires it.

Imperial Physician Xiao nodded, a touch flashed in his eyes, and he knelt down and bowed: "This time to go to the northern frontier, the old minister will live up to the trust of His Majesty and the prince, spread the art of suturing in the army, and carry it forward." ”

Ye Qiange hurriedly helped up Imperial Physician Xiao and said sincerely: "Imperial Physician is old, you still need to pay more attention to your body, there are many successors of your children and grandchildren, don't bow down to everything." ”

Imperial Physician Xiao laughed, quite hearty, "Your Highness, don't underestimate the old minister, the old minister used to be the Great Xu Border Army!" ”

Ye Qiange was stunned, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but bow deeply.

"Lord, how does this make the old minister afford the prince's gift." When Imperial Physician Xiao saw it, he was immediately startled and hurriedly stopped it.

Ye Qiange said loudly: "For the people, for the border army, this king's worship, the imperial doctor deserves it!" ”

Imperial Physician Xiao froze, tears seemed to be glistening in his eyes, and he pursed his lips excitedly, but he didn't know what to say.

Ye Qiange smiled, "When the imperial doctor returns to Beijing next year, this king will set up a banquet for the imperial doctor to catch the wind and wash the dust." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Imperial Physician Xiao has been incoherent, such a glory, in the past hundred years of Daxu, he is the only one in the Imperial Doctor's Department.