"What about people?" Zhu Youzhen asked eagerly. "Ahem, I mean, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhang Yan pursed her lips and smiled.

"If she is free these days, the palace will arrange for her to sleep at night."

"There's a sister-in-law of the Emperor. Wang Banban, what else do I have for today? ”

Is there or isn't?

"Long live Hui, today's political affairs have been dealt with!" Wang Chengen thought about it for a while, and said with a positive color.

"Since Long Live is free, this palace will arrange it."

"Hey~ Imperial sister-in-law, look at it, what's the hurry."

Zhang Yan handed over the child to Zhou Yufeng, and walked out of the palace gate with a salute. Naturally, the matter of choosing a concubine could not be hidden from his ears and eyes, but he was a little embarrassed to ask about it. can only wait for them to speak, and now that Zhang Yan is going to lead people, he really feels that he has a feeling of being and standing.

After dinner, Zhu Youzhen rubbed for a while.

Seeing this, Wang Chengen said softly to Zhu Youzhen.

"Hooray, arrangement?"

Boy! Go on the road!

"Arrangement!"

A quarter of an hour later.

"What's your name? Where are the people? "Zhu Youzhen has never been familiar with this process in his life, so he thinks it's better to chat first.

"Folk girl Tian Xiuying. Yangzhou people. ”

Yes? Zhu Youzhen was stunned. Messing around, Tian Guifei is still here?

Zhu Youzhen looked at the woman in front of him who was nervously clutching the corners of her clothes. The whole person looks graceful, under the reflection of the light, a pair of slender and white hands, perhaps too nervous, and you can vaguely see the cyan blood vessels under the white skin.

This hand...... Boy.

"Look up."

As Tian Xiuying's face slowly raised, Zhu Youzhen was shocked again. No wonder she can become Chongzhen's favorite concubine.

The lips reflect the sun, and the lips are plain and vermilion. A pair of eyes were shy and timid, and the eye waves seemed to be about to arouse the tiger in Zhu Youzhen's heart.

It can be described as:

Dan lip row plain teeth, emerald hair moth eyebrows.

This, do you still need to talk?

This is followed by the exchange of exclamation points and parentheses.

But under the author's arrangement, two thousand words were omitted.

Early the next morning, Zhu Youzhen got up early in the morning.

A teenager who has been suppressed for more than a year has been released. It's so refreshing!

After breakfast, Zhu Youzhen ordered Wang Chengen to issue an order, Feng Tian Xiuying as a concubine, and renamed Yongning Palace as Chengqian Palace to live for her.

It is said that people are in good spirits when they are happy, but Zhu Youzhen thinks that he is in good spirits and happy events.

Wang Zheng is here.

"Your Majesty, after days and nights of research and attempts, the train you said has been built." After the salute, Wang Zheng told Zhu Youzhen.

"Really?" Zhu Youzhen looked at Wang Zheng with a look of surprise. Why does this little old man look so much older? Can't you drink more of the Red Afternoon functional drink?

"Don't dare to deceive Your Majesty."

"Let's go! Check it out! ”

Zhu Youzhen took a big step and took the lead in walking out.

The new location of the machine factory was outside the city, and Wang Zheng applied to him for a larger piece of land on the grounds that he wanted to build a steam engine. The location is not far from West Mountain.

Zhu Youzhen and his entourage left the palace and came to the new machinery factory.

Before I could get closer, I saw a train placed outside the machine shop. There is also a railway about a mile in front of the train. Slightly different from what he imagined, the train built by Wang Zheng looked rather rudimentary.

Zhu Youzhen looked at this big guy suspiciously, turned his head and asked Wang Zheng.

"The rolling mill is made?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Use the drawings you gave. ”

"Can this train run?"

"Yes!" He's tried it several times.

"Let me see."

"Yes!"

Wang Zheng called two workers from the factory and ran to the train for a while, and after nearly half an hour, the train slowly moved. Wang Zheng beckoned more than a dozen workers to come out, all holding thick hemp ropes in their hands and a big iron hook at one end. Without saying a word, the workers hooked onto the railing behind the train. Slowly follow the train.

Zhu Youzhen was stunned.

"What is this?"

"Back to Your Majesty, these people stopped the train!"

"Stop?"

"Yes."

"No brakes?"

"What are brakes?"

......

"Wang Qing?"

"The minister is here."

"Do you think that if one or two trains pulling hundreds of thousands of deniers of grain run, how many people will be needed to pull them?"

"This—" Wang Zheng silently counted the number of people.

"Don't forget it, you can't have a train to pull the goods, and you have to have hundreds or thousands of people to run with you, right?"

"That..."

"Don't do that, the train needs to be braked. I'll have someone send you the drawings. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

At this time, there was a shout of yú~ in the distance, and Zhu Youzhen looked back to see that more than a dozen people were desperately pulling the train, shouting yú~yú~ in their mouths.

My mother, why does such an awesome thing look so funny now?

"Wang Qing has made a great contribution this time, and I feel that the first train of the Ming Dynasty will be named "Liangfu"! Zhu Youzhen felt that he still couldn't look at this great invention with his advanced vision, let alone hit this old man who was fighting all night with red lunch, so he felt that it should be named after Wang Zheng's character. Let the world remember him!

Wang Zheng was stunned.

In the middle of the night, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank him.

When I raised my head again, I was already in tears!

He knew what it meant.

He will leave a name in history, more famous than the emperor. A hundred years or a thousand years later, he will be remembered for the chapter he opened.

Zhu Youzhen didn't stay long, and after he went back, he found a book with the schematic diagram of the air brake brake and sent it to Wang Zheng.

By the way, there are also a few boxes of youthful and health products:

Brain Day Gold.

and asked him to take care of his health.

Wang Zheng is a treasure old man, but he has a few more decades to live.

The following days became calm again, and he was still used to having dinner with Zhou Yufeng, which made the big stone in Zhou Yufeng's heart fall. She expected Tian Xiuying to be very good, but she didn't expect to be so beautiful, that is, she could recite poems and write against each other, and she could play the piano and paint. For a while, she had always been generous, and she had a sense of crisis. Fortunately, Banzai did not indulge in this, and still finished eating with himself every day.

Moved, she consulted the masters in the palace. When playing cards with Zhu Youzhen, various ways of playing are endless. Fight the landlord, the zakin, the tractor, run fast. Zhu Youzhen likes to play cards with her more and more.

As soon as the Dragon Boat Festival passes, it is the season of wheat harvest.

In the military academy, Xu Yanqi was taking other teachers to send things to the students.

Sickle.

Most of the students were sad because they were going to Huangzhuang to harvest wheat.

One person over ten years old, one acre a day.

One person under the age of ten a day and a half acres.

Lasts for three days.

This is a labor class in a military school, and this move is naturally to let them experience the hard-won food. As for the effect, it will definitely vary from person to person, but even if you can only make a change in one person, it is worth it.

After handing out the tools, a group of children left the school in a neat line.

Eight-year-old Li Dingguo is in the team of the small class.

He is no stranger to farm work. As long as he can remember, he was often carried by his mother to the field waiting for his father to work. Occasionally, his mother would go to help, so she would put him on the ground and tell him and his sister not to run away. He played games with his sister, who sometimes used a wreath to put on his head or scratch his squeaky nest with a dog's tail. Every time he would giggle and dodge, and when he was tired of playing, he would sleep in his sister's arms for a while. Sometimes when I wake up, it is dark, and I will appear on the back of my father or mother, gently jolting back to the two thatched huts of my house. When eating, he lit an oil lamp the size of a bean, and it was his happiest time.

After my father's death, my mother and sister were also separated. He was adopted by his father-in-law and was able to continue to enjoy his father's love, but no one took him to play in the field anymore.

I miss them.

Father, mother, sister, stepfather.