Zhu Yunxi likes Jiangnan.

It is the drizzle of Jiangnan, the mud of Jiangnan, the fertile fields of Jiangnan, and the Jiangnan women under the oil-paper umbrella.

But he has complicated feelings for Yingtian, who is in the south of the Yangtze River.

Many years ago, when he first walked into the city with anticipation and reverence as a young man.

He was disgusted by the sweet and greasy plum cabbage button meat outside the Confucius Temple, and he was also swept away by the dry wood and tasteless duck meat.

Turning around, he went to the Qinhuai River.

I don't see Shili as gentle as before, but my money pocket is completely empty, and I bought a beautiful smile.

When I turned around, I was already standing in front of the Hongwu Gate.

Then, he could only buy a ticket home by relying on the beauty who laughed.

And now.

A bowl of pickle rice in front of the Confucius Temple is delicious.

Qinhuai River is also extraordinarily gentle.

As for Hongwumen......

Those murderous forbidden officers and soldiers are probably the places that the young rats in the entire Yingtian City dare not approach the most.

So, he wanted to protect Yingtian City, which now has these.

From the beginning, it was like a carp that jumped out of a tank and into a stream that flowed into a river.

Zhu Yunxi has been waging his tail and fins vigorously since the 24th year of Hongwu, just to make some changes in the upper reaches of this big river.

Filling the stomachs of the people of the Ming Dynasty is the primary task.

It's already being done, and it's going to work.

Next, liberate the productive forces, and use your own hands, behind the giant of Daming, to hold up the huge ass fiercely, so that it can take the last step out.

Zhu Yunxi felt that this would probably need to be completed with the rest of his strength.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty and the Crown Prince are here."

I wanted to become a saint of the heart, but I was unexpectedly happy Xie Jin, riding on horseback, looking at the Zhengyangmen City Gate Cave of the Black Hole with a nervous expression.

Crunch, squeak.

Two horse-drawn carriages carrying miniature versions of steam engines, heavy on the wheels, crushed against the pavement with a screeching sound.

The eight horses opened their mouths wide and stuck their tongues out, and white smoke was steaming from their nostrils.

"There are young people in the country, and they can be expected."

As the Ming Dynasty and even the Central Plains, the first to be given the title arch by holy decree, Ren Hengtai, the current secretary of the Ministry of Rites, stood behind the emperor and the crown prince, in front of the hundred officials, and sighed softly.

Outside the Zhengyang Gate, the oblique yang is just right.

Gently sprinkled on the earth, shining on the young people who are about to return home outside the city, so that the body radiates light all around.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was kind and kind-eyed, stood at the forefront of the back of Zhengyang Gate, clasped his hands together, and looked at his eldest grandson outside the city gate with a kind smile.

Zhu Yunxi carried the horse all the way to the Zhengyang Gate and dismounted.

If Changsheng came back from the end of the Southern Expedition, the imperial court would probably have to go out of the city thirty miles to greet him. The emperor went out of the city gate to welcome the triumphant army.

And this time I just went to the Taiping Mansion, and then I tossed to let the old man and the court come out and open their eyes.

The rules can't be broken.

Waiting behind the Zhengyang Gate is not a broken rule.

Passing through the Zhengyangmen City Gate Cave more than ten meters deep, Zhu Yunxi went all the way to the old man in a down-to-earth manner.

Syllable.

Zhu Yunxi landed on one knee.

"The ministers see Your Majesty, see the Prince. Today, I am tired of asking Your Majesty and the prince to leave the palace, and the ministers are afraid, but in order to offer something unprecedented to my Ming Dynasty and help the Ming Dynasty to build a peaceful foundation for all generations."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and nodded silently: "Get up, the stinky boy is becoming more and more serious."

Zhan Hui, Ru Yu, and Ren Hengtai, who were behind the emperor and the prince, quietly glanced at each other.

The grandson can still be so respectful, probably there won't be too much trouble, and if things don't go well, a few of them can better suppress the noise

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Zhu Yuanzhang looked curiously at the two carriages parked in the city gate hole.

Although I am worried about whether my own bastard boy will be exaggerating, the expectation and curiosity in my eyes cannot be hidden.

After all, although this kid is a little bastard, he has indeed laid a lot of eggs in the past two years.

Zhu Yuanzhang cleared his throat: "I brought something back, if it wasn't something that had never been seen in the past as you said, we would punish you and King Qin to kneel in the Taimiao together!"

Zhu Zhang, the king of Qin, who was kneeling in the temple today, stood aside with a faint gaze, his hands in his sleeves, not too hot, just a resentful look at the big nephew.

Zhu Yunxi felt something, turned his head slightly, and met the complaining eyes of the second uncle.

When he went out of Beijing to Taiping Mansion, the old man ordered him to be punished for kneeling in the Taimiao because of the second uncle's unfavorable affairs.

But after thinking about it, Zhu Yunxi realized that the old man had given the second uncle a vacation to rest and rest.

In the past two years, the second uncle has gone to Taimiao to punish him for kneeling a lot.

I have to kneel twice a year.

Zhu Yunxi even listened to Caidie and Cailian often talk about it, as long as you enter the Taimiao, you can smell the fragrance of chicken, and the corners of the Taimiao can be cleaned up by the palace people who are responsible for sprinkling and cleaning a bunch of chicken bones from time to time.

squeezed his eyes at the second uncle, revealing a pure smile.

Zhu Yunxi clenched his fist at the old man and turned sideways: "This thing is called a steam engine, it only needs to be filled with coal, and it can be operated by one person.

Behind the Zhengyang Gate, although Zhu Yunxi's tone was calm, he was loud, as if the Zhengyang Gate City Gate had become a loudspeaker room, transmitting every word he said into the ears of the officials present.

Silent.

"Impossible!"

A shout rang out.

The crowd looked sideways, looking for the source of the sound.

Even Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, father and son, who were standing at the forefront, couldn't help but look back and want to find the person who had the courage to say the impossible in public.

In full view.

I saw that Wang Jun, who had just been promoted to the post of secretary of the Ministry of Industry this year, had dark cheeks and frowns above his eyes.

suddenly became the attention of the audience, but Wang Jun did not have the slightest timidity.

But he raised his hands, saluted Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao, and then slowly stepped forward to Zhu Yunxi: "The minister is the Ministry of Industry, and I have read countless ancient and modern work classics, and I have never seen a strange news that can shake thousands of heavy objects without the strength of one person."

Zhu Yunxi bowed silently, this new Ministry of Industry is questioning himself with professional knowledge.

However, the steam engine was something that had never existed before, and he naturally couldn't find it.

Wang Jun also said: "The inherent winning, Xiang Yu carrying the tripod, has been praised through the ages, and it is a strong man. Those who have not been overshadowed can be seen when manpower is poor."

This is borrowed from human beings.

Zhu Yunxi was still smiling, waiting for the words of the Ministry of Works.

Wang Jun frowned slightly, and looked at the emperor grandson who was speechless strangely, only thinking that he had been told by himself, and the emperor grandson suddenly woke up?

Is it a bit heavy to say that you don't give face to the emperor's grandson?

Wang Jun hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "Your Highness must have been deceived by those flattering and flattering craftsmen and craftsmen in Taiping Mine, so they used this to coax Your Highness and want to be promoted. The minister thought that the court would condemn such a thief at the moment."

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly.

I am still wondering if this new Ministry of Engineering is a science rotten Confucian.

But I didn't expect that this product turned out to be because of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Probably what this Wang Gongbu thinks in his heart is that a group of craftsmen are born, and how can they make anything good, but under the leadership of the Ministry of Industry and the officials who will be the supervisors, they will do a good job of the things explained by the court honestly.

To put it nicely, it is to sit in a well and watch the sky.

If you don't hear it, it's overkill

Love, a leaf blind can not see Mount Tai.

However, without waiting for Zhu Yunxi to speak.

Zhan Hui snorted, and said in a somewhat yin and yang tone: "When did the Ministry of Industry develop the habit of making conclusions without seeking verification?"

Wang Jun just turned around and opened his mouth, but his voice had not yet been released.

Ru Yu, the secretary of the military department who fought side by side with Zhan Hui, also spoke softly: "Whether what His Highness said is true or not, I will wait to see it. Wan Jun is there, and he will know when he weighs it."

Wang Jun opened his mouth, and wanted to quote the scriptures a few times, and use his professional status as a ministry of industry to refute these two people.

But he didn't want to, Ren Hengtai, the secretary of the ministry, also coughed lightly at this time and said, "The sage also said, don't talk nonsense if you haven't seen it, Wang Shangshu is in good shape."

Did the saint say this?

Wang Jun frowned, and he was puzzled, but now that Zhan Hui and the three of them had stood up, none of the officials present had come out to speak for him, and he had already woken up in his heart.

I really thought about it like Ren Hengtai's last reminder.

Wang Jun glanced at Ren Hengtai gratefully, and then carefully and quickly swept over the faces of the emperor and the crown prince.

Fortunately, neither of them showed a displeased expression.

Wang Jun immediately turned around and bowed to Zhu Yunxi: "The minister lost his words, please surrender to His Royal Highness."

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly: "What's wrong with the Ministry of Industry, if the Ministry of Industry doesn't say anything about these things in the industry, then it's a problem."

Wang Jun's eyes flickered twice, he was in a hurry today, and opened his mouth: "Minister...... The Ministers Are Guilty......"

Ahem.

Zhu Biao finally stood behind and coughed lightly, and said to ease the atmosphere behind Zhengyangmen: "This steaming ...... Whether the matter of the steam engine is consistent with what the people over there in the Taiping Mine said will need to be seen by the court to know, so let's move now."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Biao glanced at his son intentionally or unintentionally.

In my heart, I thought that I had to teach this bastard boy to be a good student, and I couldn't be too full of words when I was a person.

Zhu Yunxi nodded, and beckoned to Xie Jin and Zhang Ergong behind him: "Send one to Zhengyangmen first."

Then, Zhu Yunxi came to the old man with a smile on his face: "Grandpa, you can rest for a while, and when this steam engine is hoisted on the city wall, the grandson will use this thing to lift thousands of heavy objects without manpower."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at his eldest grandson several times, and couldn't tell if this was a mess today, so he waved his hand: "You go and do something, let's just watch here."

Zhu Yunxi nodded in response, and then took Xie Jin and Zhang Ergong to prepare the installation to get the steam engine to the three-zhang high Zhengyangmen city wall.

At this end, Sun Gou'er, the head of the inner palace, had already diligently brought two chairs with someone.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, rest for a while, the old slave will see that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be ready for a while."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and looked back at the courtiers: "You can do your own thing."

The hundred officials in the back saw that the emperor and the crown prince were seated.

Looking at the grandson who was still busy with people under the city wall, it was obvious that it would take a while to get that steam engine on the city wall.

Zhan Hui took the lead in turning his head to look at the officials from his own ministry and coming over: "Let people go to the Ministry of Industry to move stools over, everyone can't all stand."

Wang Jun, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, who was still reckless for himself today, suddenly turned his head and frowned to look at Zhan Lao'er.

Is this guy really retaliating against himself?

Zhan Hui immediately looked over, his old face was not red, and he smiled happily: "The Ministry of Industry is close to us."

Wang Jun opened his mouth and scolded in a low voice, "Why don't you go to Taichang Temple to move the stool."

The Ministry of Industry is on the east side of Hongwu Gate in Dongcheng, and Taichang Temple is on the west side, which are the closest yamen to Zhengyang Gate.

When the two of them don't like each other.

There was a sudden uproar.

Zhan Hui and Wang Jun immediately turned their heads to look around.

I saw it under the city wall of Zhengyangmen

The carriage, covered with tarpaulin, had been lifted.

A steel member, estimated to be four feet high, two and a half feet wide, and five feet long, was placed heavily in the carriage.

In the bright light that passed over the city walls, the steam engine reflected the luster of steel metal.

Those extremely complex and dazzling structures that seemed to the Ming Dynasty in Beijing, even if they were not launched at the moment, also gave the monarchs and ministers present a great sense of visual impact.

This thing is not mortal!

Although the steam engine can pull thousands of heavy objects, but just looking at it, no one thinks this thing is a fake thing.

"It's all made of fine iron and 100 steels?" Zhan Hui also subconsciously muttered.

Wang Jun, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, who originally looked at him unpleasantly, also nodded blankly: "It weighs no less than three thousand catties."

"How much should it cost?"

This was asked by Ren Hengtai.

Yu Xin, the little transparent in the court, said in a low voice: "In addition, the cost of man-hours and craftsmanship is not less than a thousand taels."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Hui and Ren Hengtai frowned at the same time: "Huh?"

Yu Xin was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "This is probably the cost of making the steam engine now, if it is spread out in the future, and the craftsmen are skilled, a few thousand catties of copper and iron are not worth much silver taels."

Ru Yu, who had been staring at the city wall and was busy trying to get it to the city wall, said, "It weighs three thousand pounds, and it's not easy to get on the city wall."

"It's a pulley!"

An official from the Ministry of Works had already stretched out his hand to the set of pulleys that had been added up on the city wall.

Then, the officials who raised their heads couldn't help but sigh softly.

The pulley has been around since ancient times.

It's not a rare thing, it's just that the sled that is mounted on the city wall at the moment is different from the past.

I saw several craftsmen leading the officers and soldiers, and erected a large steel frame on the edge of the city wall, and the top of the frame was higher than the city wall.

At the top of the shelf is a rectangle, which is divided into two groups, and a dozen pulleys are fixed in different positions.

Wrist-thick hemp rope passed back and forth between the pulleys and then fell all the way to the bottom of the city walls.

Then the craftsmen and the officers and soldiers carried the sandbags and bricks to the city wall.

Although it was blocked by the city wall, most of the officials under the city wall knew that these things must be used to press the feet.

"Huh! It's moving! It's really moving!"

When the two teams of officers and soldiers on the city wall, under the command of Zhang Ergong, began to shout slogans neatly, straightening and tightening the two ropes, and the officials under the city wall gasped in unison and marveled.

Then I saw that the steam engine, which weighed an estimated 3,000 pounds, was lifted by two ropes, broke away from the carriage, and began to rise in the air.

"Wang Shangshu, this thing is not owned by the predecessors."

Zhan Hui looked at the new-style pulley on the city wall with a smile, turned his head and asked Wang Jun beside him.

Wang Jun's face was tense and very ugly.

"It depends on whether the steam engine can lift Wanjun...... No! If he can lift three to five thousand pounds of heavy objects without manpower, the old man will ask himself to go to work!"

Lang Yuxin, the left attendant of the household department, who was only half a step away from the six books, suddenly heard a faint voice behind him.

"I want to go to the Ministry of Works to do something for Your Majesty."

Wang Jun's brows suddenly froze, and he turned his head and stared at Yu Xin with murderous intent.

Less.

About the time of a stick of incense.

The officials under the city wall saw two bamboo poles sticking out on both sides of the steel frame of the pulley, as if some button had been opened.

Then I saw the entire block frame driving the steam engine and began to move towards the city wall.

A loud bang rang from the city walls.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Zhang Ergong, the first eight-grade craftsman official in the Ming Dynasty, commanding people to wear two ropes on the pulley.

A total of four ropes descended down again to the city together

Under the wall.

At this time, people began to carry bags of coal from under the city wall to the city wall.

At the same time, someone was under the city wall, connecting a huge steel plate and four hemp ropes together.

"Someone, move the rocks, weigh them, and put them on the hoisting platform."

Xie Jin stretched out a head from the city wall and shouted very heroically.

So someone came in from outside the city with huge stones, and someone else moved the weighing platform and put it in front of Zhengyang Gate.

Wang Jun raised his eyebrows, and immediately jumped up from the stool and passed to the front of the weighing platform.

"Three hundred and twenty pounds."

"On the hoisting table."

"Three hundred and seventeen pounds."

"Three hundred and six pounds."

"Three hundred and thirty pounds ......"

「……」

Every stone was weighed, and Wang Jun checked it with his own eyes, and there was no mistake or fraud at all.

And the weight of each stone is also quickly calculated in his heart.

Three thousand pounds.

Three thousand five hundred pounds.

It's over 4,000 pounds!

5,000 pounds!

Eventually, the men stopped carrying the stones.

The hoisting platform, which is made entirely of steel plates, is already stacked with layers of huge stones.

More than 5,000 pounds!

It doesn't take a single person to get it to the city wall!

The moment of anticipation has finally arrived.

Behind the Zhengyang Gate, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao, who were sitting on the chairs, looked at each other silently, and then stretched their necks and looked at the hoisting platform that was still attached to the ground at the moment.

Behind the two of them, everyone craned their necks in anticipation like giraffes.

Bang.

A cloud of black smoke rose from the city walls.

Then there was the rumbling sound of the flames burning.

Then the black smoke slowly turned into white smoke.

Giggle......

Squeak squeak......

The four wrist-thick hemp ropes were suddenly taut, and because of their toughness, they made a buzzing sound in mid-air.

Then, the rumbling on the walls grew louder and louder, and the hemp rope became tighter and tighter.

Winter.

There was a soft thud.

And it spread to the ears of everyone present.

"Off the ground!"

Someone shouted.

Then, a sound was heard from the ground.

Then came the sound of palms slapping on the ground.

Once.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with a chair with trembling hands, opened his mouth slightly, looked up at the city wall, and his lips trembled uncontrollably, as if he had seen a miracle.

"It's really hanging!"

"It's really up!"

"Five thousand pounds of weight, it doesn't take one person to lift it!"

There was already a mess in front of Zhengyang Gate, as if everyone had hysteria.

"Go!"

"Go up to the wall!"

As soon as the emperor's voice sounded, the hundred officials saw that Zhu Yuanzhang was already running towards the stairs of the city wall.

Too late to think about it.

Everyone began to rush out and follow the emperor, intending to be the first to go up to the city wall so that they could see the miracle with their own eyes.