"We won't get tired!"

"Which boy in the gentle township dares to say that he is tired?"

Sitting on the soft couch, roasting the charcoal fire, Zhu Rong, who was cross-legged, was full of confidence, swaying and looking at his eldest nephew.

Zhu Yunxi dropped his buttocks, leaned aside, stretched out his hands closer to the charcoal basin, and slowly rubbed the palms and backs of his hands as the fire roasted.

"You feel sorry for your nephew, why didn't you suffer it?"

Zhu Fan snorted twice: "Even if you know, these officials of Zhejiang Province are black-hearted, and if they take a girl who comes from nowhere, they will bring disaster to our nephew?" The second uncle will bear it for you! ”

Zhu Yunxi smiled, squeezed his eyebrows and said: "Actually, I can't blame them, it's the nephew who frequently hinted in front of them, so they sent people over......"

Zhu Fan was stunned for a moment, leaned sideways and frowned, and his face gradually became awkward.

"What are you thinking about badly? Don't say that you kid thinks that my second uncle will accompany you out in the cold winter, and I feel ashamed, so I get a woman to warm your second uncle's bed. ”

"I have this idea...... Zhu Yunxi said, and seeing that the second uncle had already glared, he hurriedly changed his words and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that they can't guess our thoughts, they don't know what will happen next, they will panic." As long as there is a panic, there will be chaos, except for the second uncle. ”

Zhu Fan hurriedly waved his hand, his face full of reluctance: "Don't talk about us, what to do, how to do it, you have the final say." ”

Zhu Yunxi suddenly bared his teeth and retracted his hands and clamped them in his arms.

As he was busy talking, he forgot for a moment that he was still burning the fire.

It's just that before he could feel the pain, he was already frowning and looking at the red brazier burning in front of him.

In the brazier is the charcoal that only the government and the powerful can afford.

Smokeless, burning has aroma wafting.

Zhu Fan frowned and beckoned, and the soldiers waiting on the side hurriedly took the ointment and sent it over, wanting to apply it to the emperor's grandson.

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and refused.

He looked at the coals in the brazier, burning in a flicker and flickering under the fluidity of the air.

Turned his head to look at the second uncle, Zhu Zhang.

"Second uncle, when you and your third uncle were in the Qin Domain and the Jin Domain, were there many Nirvana mines in the jurisdiction?"

Zhu Fan was a little puzzled why he brought up this matter at this time, but he just watched his eldest nephew endure the pain and asked about it.

He pondered for a moment before nodding and saying, "There are quite a few Nirvana mines. ”

Zhu Yunxi nodded affirmatively.

Nirvana was later coal.

As an important energy material, the Central Plains has been using it for a long time.

It is recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in the Wuzang Mountain Classic that during the Warring States Period, "there are many jades on the mountains of Benwen, among which chalk is Donene".

During the Wei and Jin dynasties of the Western Han Dynasty, there were coal mines as deep as eight zhang, and there were coal mines that could accommodate more than 100 people.

Speaking of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, when he was poor, he also dug coal.

In the Song Dynasty, there was a situation of 'millions of families in Bianjing City, all of them rely on coal, and there is no one who burns wages'.

Nowadays, most of the iron ore smelting places in Daming are also fueled by coal.

However, due to the constraints of mining technology, most of them are open-pit mines and coal mines that are not deeply buried, and they have not reached the state where the entire Central Plains society is using them as fuel.

Sorting out his thoughts, Zhu Yunxi's eyes slowly deepened.

He thought of the dark clouds that covered the sky and the constant acid rain in the distant Tessie, across the strait.

He also thought of the steam engine that would arise from it because of the solution to the problem of extraction efficiency!

The Central Plains may be short of oil, but there is absolutely no shortage of coal.

And just when Zhu Yunxi was thinking about these things, Zhu Rong, who was cross-legged, looked at his eldest nephew who didn't say a word, and thought that this was an evil spirit, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and dangle it in front of Zhu Yunxi's eyes.

"Brother Xi?"

Zhu Yunxi responded, and immediately got up from the soft couch.

"Pen and paper!"

The Qin soldiers guarding here didn't know what the emperor was doing at this time, but they immediately took the pen and paper.

Zhu Fan also got up curiously at this time and walked to the desk.

I saw that Zhu Yunxi had already picked up the pen and carried the ink.

"The text of the Ming Dynasty is the army of the Japanese and the country."

This is to issue an order to the army of Zhenwei commanded by Li Jinglong in the Wa Kingdom!

Zhu Fan's eyes flashed suddenly, and before he knew it, he had moved behind Zhu Yunxi, tiptoeing to see what he was going to write next.

I saw Zhu Yunxi's pen non-stop, and his writing was like a dragon and a phoenix.

"At present, the north and the south are not in harmony, and there are many wars, and the people will be displaced, homeless, without rice in their stomachs, and without shelter in their bodies. The Ming Dynasty should be benevolent and righteous, and can negotiate with the north and south of the Japanese Kingdom, or they can make their own offers, spend money in the Japanese Kingdom, rescue the people who are in trouble in the war, and send them back to our court. ”

"Zhu Yunxi, the grandson of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

It is very short, and the text also reflects the benevolence and kindness of the Ming Dynasty as a kingdom.

Sun Cheng will also take out the imperial grandson seal in his arms.

It was stained with ink and used on the text.

Zhu Yunxi dried his pen and ink, put the text in an envelope, and handed it to Sun Cheng.

"Send the Jinyi Guard, and the clipper ship will be sent to the camp of the Zhenwei army, and this matter will be personally supervised by Tie Xuan, the walking man of the Wenhua Palace."

Sun Cheng bowed and clenched his fists, awe-inspiring to receive the order, turned around and retreated to arrange the delivery of the order.

At this time, Zhu Fan held his hands in his arms and looked at his eldest nephew with deep eyebrows.

"You kid, you don't know what to pretend. Right now, we're in Zhejiang, and you're still worried about things over there. ”

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, and when he arrived at the front, he personally poured a cup of hot tea for the second uncle, and personally delivered it to the other party.

"My nephew thought that the Nirvana stone in Shanxi Province and Shaanxi Province could be used for burning, and the former Song Dynasty Bianjing City used Nirvana stone for every household. I am now only used as a supervisor in the subordinate mines and a few local people. ”

"Thinking of the sudden snowstorm that the people of Zhejiang Province have suffered, hundreds of people have been displaced, and they have endured hunger and cold in the wilderness. My nephew can't bear it, if my dynasty can mine Nirvana on a large scale, so that the people of the world can use inexhaustible Nirvana in the cold winter, what a prosperous era it should be! ”

Zhu Fan pursed his lips, but drank the hot tea offered by his good nephew.

Then he squinted his eyes and said quietly: "You are indeed uncompromised benevolence to our Ming people." But those people in the Wa Kingdom...... Hey! We also want to see what a prosperous era our dynasty should be! ”

Young.

In the warm room, there was a burst of unbridled laughter between the uncle and nephew.

……

Zhejiang Road.

The heavy snow for more than a month has not stopped for a moment.

The sky was full of snow, accumulating on the ground, to the point where it could bury no one's waist.

Outside Fuchengzhou County, the villages were crushed by heavy snowfall, and there were few people to see.

It is the green pine and green bamboo that has been sung for countless years in the poem, and under the heavy snow again, it was finally bent over.

Sharp fractures, hideously exposed in the wild.

Under this heavy snowfall, it seems to be calm, but there is always an undercurrent that is gathering and surging.

"Bang Bang."

In Pujiang County, Jinhua Prefecture, in front of the four city gates, there was a sound of gongs.