In the early winter morning, the water surface of West Lake glows with a faint golden light.

A breeze blows, bringing a burst of coolness, the water of West Lake is not common, and now the cool level adds a bit of ice and jade charm.

On the shores of the lake, the green pines are swaying gently, as if dancing for the upcoming distinguished guests.

Since Emperor Hongzhi was going to visit the West Lake, the officials in Hangzhou had already made all the preparations. Except for the invited Hangzhou squires and respected old men, no other personnel were allowed to enter this area, and Hangzhou Wei also imposed martial law here.

At this time, the West Lake, which is under control, is like an enlarged version of the Taiye Pond.

Zhu Youzhu is like the scene in other places, because he remembers the warning of Dongfang Dao, so he does not dare to act willfully in this southern tour, and every time he puts on a big show.

Although the private interview with Weifu sounds cool, and it is possible to see something that cannot be seen while sitting on the dragon chair, since he chooses to stand on the side of ordinary people, he will naturally not take the initiative to give the official gentry group any chance to assassinate him.

Zhu Youzhu has been yearning for the West Lake for a long time, and the West Lake in this era is naturally closer to nature than in later generations, so he has some expectations for this original ecological lakeside.

Since the evidence of the Jiangnan firm's rebellion has been clarified, after verifying all the people involved in the case, this major Jiangnan firm's rebellion case involving tens of thousands of people has also begun to be bloodbathed.

No matter what their previous status was, whether it was an official or a citizen, or a scholar with meritorious reputation, they would all be put on a makeshift guillotine.

Although the rebellion of King Nanning in Jiangxi was quelled without leaving King Ning's mansion, since this slogan has been shouted, it is natural to punish the nine clans.

Although Zhu Youzhu said that he was on a southern tour, he actually did not deal with a lot of affairs, and this time he was busy and relaxed, and he was also distracted by the recent heavy killings.

On the lake, the painting boats shuttle, the colorful sails are displayed, and the music is melodious.

Zhu Youzhu carried Concubine Jing and others aboard the largest painting boat, and the exquisite dragon flag was hung on the bow of the ship, showing the majesty of the royal family.

At this time, the West Lake is like a sleeping beauty, full of scenery, in which you can not only appreciate the magic of nature, but also see many historical monuments.

Zhu Youzhu was wearing a set of bright yellow dragon robes, his eyebrows still revealed the bearing of the Son of Heaven, standing on the bow of the boat and looking at the lake and mountains, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

Although I know that I will not be able to create the crowded West Lake in later generations, I believe that it will become better and better, and more and more people will be able to enjoy the scenery of West Lake here in the future.

After only driving a section of the lake, the painting boat chose to stop at the shore, and Yin Zhi, a member of the cabinet of the governor of Zhejiang, had already led a group of officials to wait here.

Seeing Emperor Hongzhi talking and laughing, he not only destroyed the White Lotus Sect that had been entrenched in the south of the Yangtze River for hundreds of years, but also made King Ning rebel and couldn't get out of King Ning's mansion, and he also sincerely admired this eloquent emperor.

"Elder Yin Ge, this is the broken bridge, right?" Zhu Youzhi strolled along the bank of the West Lake, walked to a stone bridge, and asked Yin Zhi, who was accompanying him.

Yin Zhi had naturally already done his homework here, so he saluted respectfully: "Back to Your Majesty, this is indeed a broken bridge, but the correct name should be Duan Bridge!" ”

Zhu Youzhu stood at the head of the bridge, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the ancient bridge railing, feeling its texture that has survived the wind and frost but is still strong, and feeling the charm that belongs to history.

The officials and people who were left behind followed, and they could only watch Zhu Youji's back from afar.

There are different versions of the legend about the broken bridge.

It is said that the White Lady and Xu Xian met on this bridge and borrowed an umbrella to make love. Later, the White Lady was pressed under the Leifeng Pagoda by Fahai, and Xu Xian broke the bridge in order to save her, but it did not succeed.

In addition to myths, there is also the fact that when it snows, the bridge deck here is covered by snow, giving people the illusion that the bridge is split in the middle, which is also the origin of the broken bridge and the remnant snow.

Of course, the most reliable thing is that this bridge was built by the Duan family, who lived on the opposite side of the bridge to save the distance between the lake, so it is also called "Duan Bridge".

Due to the homophony, the original "Duan Bridge" has become the "broken bridge" that everyone has passed on by word of mouth.

Zhu Youzhu walked across this broken bridge full of historical traces, and a fishing pavilion has been built at the end of the broken bridge, faintly having the illusion of returning to the West Garden.

"Your Majesty, please!" Liu Jin waited on the edge of the fishing pavilion with a fishing rod, everything seemed so familiar.

Zhu Youzhu sat on the soft couch, and Han Youying, who accompanied him on the southern tour this time, had already made tea and was respectfully waiting for Zhu Youzhu to enjoy the fragrant tea while fishing.

At this moment, West Lake is so similar to Taiye Pond.

Zhu Youzhu held a fishing rod, and the bait that had been caught on it seemed very skillful, and the fish with the fishing line fell into the clear water of the West Lake.

It's just that the fishing line thrown out is no longer natural fibers such as horsehair or silk, but an epoch-making artificial fiber, that is, the famous artificial fiber - nylon.

After such a long period of repeated research, coupled with the financial support of the Ming Dynasty, the team led by Shao Yuanjie of the Academy of Fiction finally developed nylon.

This synthetic fiber nylon breaks the limitations of natural fibers, not only has greater flexibility, but is also fully capable of mass production.

Zhu Youzhu was lying on the soft couch, and when he saw the long-lost fishing line sinking into the lake with the bait, he was also holding a fishing rod, staring at the movement of the lake with a focused expression.

Since you have come to such a beautiful place in the world, you will not catch a fish here, and you will really live up to this southern tour, and you will also live up to the rich fish resources here.

"Your Majesty has started fishing!"

"I heard that the Son of Heaven can catch a hundred fish a day!"

"Today, the old man can see the Son of Heaven fishing, it is really a blessing for three lives!"

……

The officials and squires who accompanied them this time were all blocked at the end of the broken bridge, but they could see the Son of Heaven fishing the West Lake on the shore, and they couldn't help but start talking.

In order to entertain the emperor, Xu Hong, the prefect of Hangzhou, has been busy with the front and back, and now he has arranged in advance for several of the most famous painters in Jiangnan to sit on the shore and paint.

Under their pen, a grand scene is slowly leaping onto the page.

There are not only the scenery of the lake and mountains of the West Lake, but also the fishing that the Son of Heaven is engrossed in, as well as the scene of officials and people watching the ceremony here, and strive to present this scene to the world.

"It's moving!"

"Look, the buoy is really moving!"

"Quiet, don't be noisy, you don't know how to fish!"

……

After the discerning official noticed that the buoy moved, he could not hide the excitement in his heart, and he was even more nervous than his own fish pulling the line.

But those who knew how to fish immediately stopped drinking, although it was actually far away, but they were still worried that these daredevils would scare the fish in the lake.

Shout!

said that it was too late, it was too late, and Zhu Youzhu did it.

When he saw the buoy sinking to the bottom, he lifted the rod hard, and when the fishing line was straightened, he immediately clearly felt the pull transmitted from the bottom of the water, and some heavy objects were lifted up by himself.

At this moment, his heart seemed very nervous.

Nylon has indeed been born, but whether it can meet the standards of actual use still needs to be tested. After all, practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and no matter whether a black cat or a white cat catches a mouse, it is a good cat.

In full view of the public, an extremely beautiful carp jumped out of the water following the fishing line, causing a big smile on the faces of the onlookers.

Zhu Youji's wrist had just exerted force, and when he saw the carp that was pulled out of the water by himself flying towards him, his heart was pounding, and he felt this long-lost fishing feeling.

Liu Jin reacted faster than the others, picked up the carp that was caught ashore very quickly, and smiled like a treasure: "Your Majesty, this carp is really beautiful, and the meat must be delicious!" ”

Zhu Youzhi was also in a good mood when he saw the first fish he caught, but this good mood did not last long. After all, coming here with great fanfare today naturally has other plans.

Hey?

Han Youying saw that Zhu Youzhu did not touch the Longjing tea handed over, and immediately noticed Zhu Youji's abnormality, so she silently took the teacup back.

Time passed little by little, and the sun came high in the sky.

The officials and squires on the other side of the river had been brought into the joy of fishing by Emperor Hongzhi, and at the moment they were nervously holding their breath and watching, for fear of missing a moment.

Here it comes!

When Zhu Youzhu saw the fishing rod sink to the bottom this time, his eyes flashed with determination, and he grasped the fleeting only opportunity in nervousness, and then suddenly lifted the fishing rod.

This time, he mobilized everyone to come to West Lake, and what he asked for was definitely not small fish and shrimp.

Zhu Youzhu felt the pull of the wild force at the bottom of the water, his heart was pounding, the critical moment finally came as scheduled, and the fishing line instantly tightened out of the lake.

In the past, he took the initiative to straighten the fishing line, but this time it was like he suddenly caught a piglet that went on a rampage.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Look, the rods are bent!"

"Huh? Why didn't the line break? ”

……

The officials and squires who were watching from the other side couldn't help but worry when they saw that the fishing rod in Zhu Youji's hand was bent and the hooked fish was fleeing towards the middle of the lake.

Those who don't know how to fish are worried that the rod will burst, or that the emperor will be dragged into the lake by a big fish, but the fisherman who knows how to do it knows that the fishing line can't withstand the pull of the big fish at all.

Countless experiences have clearly told them that fishing can only catch some small fish and shrimp for their own amusement, and they can only fish in a dream.

Experienced anglers are trying to figure out how to escape the big fish, rather than catching the big fish whimsically regardless of the actual situation, thinking about how to eat the toad and eating swan meat.

However, a bizarre thing appeared in front of their eyes, the emperor caught a big fish, but the fishing line was not broken instantly.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Yang Jun, the political envoy of Zhejiang Zuobu, was affected by the emperor's fondness for fishing, and he had already turned into a fisherman, but at this moment he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

I saw that the strange fishing line was straightened, but it was not broken in an instant as imagined, but it formed a wrestling situation with the emperor holding the fishing rod.

In particular, the big fish in the lake had turned to the shore after rushing to the lake to no avail, which was a strange phenomenon that they had not seen in decades of fishing.

Zhu Youzhu saw that the big fish he had caught had come back, and his hanging heart was also secretly relaxed, so he began to fish according to the methods of later generations.

Not to mention whether the process of nylon thread can be mature, and the bearing capacity of nylon thread is limited, so the normal practice is to slip fish to consume the physical strength of big fish.

"There must be big fish in this water!"

"Why didn't the line break?"

"I don't know, but that line isn't our usual fishing line!"

……

Not only were the officials very surprised, but the fishermen who were invited this time were also shocked, but some people have slowly seen the clues.

It's just that no matter how close they are to the truth, they still can't believe that there is such a magical fishing line in the world, a kind of fishing line that can wrestle with big fish.

Could it be that the golden thread is not successful? No, the gold thread shouldn't have this kind of miracle effect.

The head of Yang Jun, the political envoy of Zhejiang Zuobu, had already begun to think crankily, but he quickly vetoed it for himself.

Zhu Youzhu knows that the emergence of nylon fishing line is impactful, and unlike those amazing poems, nylon fishing line is breaking the fixed cognition of people in this era.

This is the case in real life, it is not terrible how powerful others are, and it is not terrible how talented others are, and the real horror is when people solemnly tell that the earth is round.

The emergence of nylon fishing line is subverting people's fixed cognition.

Zhu Youzhi saw that the fish were almost slipping, and originally wanted to use the net, but when he saw that the grass next to him was connected to the lake, he skillfully pulled the big fish directly to the shore.

How so?

Some of the officials' eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief, as if they had seen some miracle. Their mouths opened slightly, as if they wanted to say something, but they were too shocked by the sight before them to speak.

When some squires saw the big fish that had been caught, their faces were full of admiration and adoration, and they were staring intently at Emperor Hongzhi, as if they saw some divine light in him.

"Huh? This...... This is the king of carp! Your Majesty, you have caught the King Carp, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live! Liu Jin knelt down incoherently after seeing that it was the huge carp queen who pulled out of the water.

"This is a sign of great prosperity, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Everyone present was led by Liu Jin and knelt down one after another.

When the king carp was caught in the West Lake today, what is this not Ruizhao?

Zhu Youzhi saw the carp king caught by himself, and he couldn't be happy, but he didn't expect to catch a big guy in West Lake this time.

It's just that luck is also part of the strength, when even the good tea sent by Han Youying was tasted beautifully, and promised in a good mood: "Come to your tea garden tomorrow, I have to taste your tea!" ”

"This is the blessing of the concubine!" Han Youying saw Zhu Youji, who had caught a huge thing, so happily promised, and those beautiful eyes looked brilliant and authentic.

When the big carp is caught here, the nets over there are also harvested.

Nylon nets are a big step forward from traditional fishing nets, especially those that can catch big fish in the water, which once again shows the economic value of nylon.

However, at this stage, everyone's attention is focused on the nylon line, and they all know that His Majesty used the nylon fishing line to catch the king carp.

Due to the painter depicting today's grand scene, the streets and alleys of Hangzhou soon appeared in the streets and alleys of Hangzhou where the official and private people watched the Son of Heaven sitting and fishing for the carp king, which naturally caused a burst of amazement.

After the end of the West Lake fishing, the next trip is to visit Longjing Village, as well as the surrounding places of interest, and then return to the Hangzhou Palace.

Although there have been a lot of turmoil in this southern tour, the itinerary of the southern tour has actually come to an end, and the prophecy of Dongfang Road seems to be about to come to naught. (End of chapter)