Daming heir

Chapter 186 Under the Snow
"We won't be tired!"

"Which boy in the gentle village dares to speak tiredly?"

Sitting on a soft couch, burning incense charcoal fire, Zhu Xi, with legs crossed, looked at his elder nephew swaying with confidence on his face.

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

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

Zhu Xi snorted twice: "Assuming you know, these officials from Zhejiang Province are really black-hearted, and they are going to bring disaster to our nephew by taking a woman who doesn't know where they came from? Second uncle will take care of it for you. !"

Zhu Yunxi smiled, frowned and said, "Actually, I can't blame them. It was my nephew who hinted repeatedly at the front that they sent people here..."

Zhu Xi was taken aback for a moment, turned sideways and frowned, his expression gradually becoming awkward.

"What evil thoughts are you thinking, boy? Don't say that you feel ashamed that my second uncle accompanied you out in the cold winter months, so I got a woman to warm your second uncle's bed."

"I also have this idea..." Zhu Yunxie said, seeing that the second uncle had already stared, he quickly changed his mouth and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that they can't figure out our thoughts, they don't know what's going to happen next, they He will panic. As long as he panics, there will be chaos, and only when there is trouble, the second uncle can handle things easily."

Zhu Xi hurriedly waved his hands, with a face full of reluctance: "Don't talk about us, what to do and how to do it, you have the final say."

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

Busy talking, he forgot for a moment that he was still warming by the fire.

But before he could suffer the pain, he already frowned and looked at the red brazier in front of him.

In the brazier is incense charcoal that can only be used by officials and dignitaries.

No smoke, burning with fragrance.

Zhu Xi frowned and waved, and the soldiers waiting at the side hurriedly took the ointment and brought it over to apply it on the emperor's grandson.

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and refused.

He looked at the charcoal fire in the brazier, burning on and off under the fluidity of the air.

Turning his head to look at his second uncle Zhu Xi.

"Second Uncle, when you and Third Uncle were in the Qin and Jin Dynasties, were there many nirvana mines in the land under your jurisdiction?"

Zhu Xi was a little puzzled why he brought up this matter at this time, but seeing his eldest nephew reluctantly asked this matter.

He pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "There are quite a lot of Nirvana mines."

Zhu Yunxi nodded affirmatively.

Nirvana is later coal.

As an important energy material, Zhongyuan has used it for a long time.

It is recorded in the Wuzang Mountain Classic in the "Shan Hai Jing" that during the Warring States Period, "there are many beryls on the mountain of Benwen, among which yellow chalk is more than Nieshi".

During the Western Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties, there were coal mines as deep as eight feet, and coal mines that could accommodate more than a hundred people.

Speaking of which, Emperor Wenwen's brother-in-law also dug coal when he was poor.

In the Song Dynasty, there was even a situation of "millions of households in Bianjing, all looking up to coal, and no one burning firewood".

And now, most of the iron ore smelting places in Daming use coal as fuel.

It's just limited by the mining technology, most of them are open-pit mines and coal mines that are not buried deep, and they have not reached the state where the entire Central Plains society is using them as fuel.

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhu Yunxi's eyes slowly became darker.

He thought of the dark clouds covering the sky in the distant Taixi, across the strait, and the constant acid rain in the sky.

He also thought of the steam engine produced by solving the problem of mining efficiency!
The Central Plains may be short of oil, but definitely not short of coal.

And just when Zhu Yunxi was thinking about these things, the cross-legged Zhu Yu looked at the silent eldest nephew, thinking that it was an evil move, and couldn't help shaking his hand in front of Zhu Yunxi's eyes.

"Brother Xi?"

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

"Paper and pen!"

The Qin Fan's soldiers guarding here didn't know what the emperor's grandson was asking for paper and pens at this time, but they took them immediately.

Zhu Xi also got up curiously at this moment, and walked to the desk.

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

"Writing the Japanese army in the Ming Dynasty's various kingdoms."

This is to issue an order to the Japanese army under the command of Li Jinglong in the country of Wo!

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

I saw that Zhu Yunxi kept writing, and his writing was like a dragon and a phoenix.

"The North and the South of the Wa Kingdom are at odds, and there are many wars. The people must be displaced, homeless, with no rice in their stomachs, and no shelter for their bodies. The Ming Dynasty should practice benevolence and righteousness. It can negotiate with the north and south of the Wa Kingdom. It can also set prices on its own and spend money in the Wa Kingdom. Rescue the people caught in the flames of war and send them back to our court."

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

It is very short, and the writing also reflects the benevolence, righteousness and kindness of Daming as a superior country.

Sun Cheng will also take out the seal of the emperor's grandson in his arms.

Stained with ink pad, used in writing.

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

"Send Jin Yiwei and the clippers to the camp of the Zhenwa army. This matter will be supervised by Tie Xuan, who is walking in the Wenhua Palace."

Sun Cheng bowed and clasped his fists, accepted the order awe-inspiringly, turned around and stepped back to make arrangements for the delivery of written orders.

At this moment, Zhu Xi was holding his hands in his arms, looking at his eldest nephew with deep eyes.

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

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, went to the front and personally poured a cup of hot tea for the second uncle, and delivered it to the other uncle himself.

"My nephew thought that the Nirvana stones in Shanxi Road and Shaanxi Road could be used for burning. In the former Song Dynasty, every household in Bianjing City used Nirvana Stones. Now my Ming Dynasty can only use it as a mine under the supervisor and a few local people."

"Thinking of the sudden snowstorm in Zhejiang Province, countless people were displaced and endured hunger and cold in the wild. My nephew couldn't bear it. If my dynasty can mine Nirvana on a large scale, people all over the world will be able to use it in the cold winter." Endless nirvana, what a prosperous age it must be!"

Zhu Xing curled her lips, and drank the hot tea offered by her good nephew in one gulp.

Then he squinted his eyes and said quietly: "You are indeed uncompromisingly benevolent and righteous to the people of Ming Dynasty. But those people from the Wa country... Hey! We also want to see what kind of prosperity my dynasty will be!"

little time.

In the warm room, there was a burst of wanton laughter from the uncle and nephew.

……

Zhejiang Road.

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

The flying snow all over the sky, accumulated on the ground, has reached the point where it can bury no one's waist.

Outside the prefecture and county of Fucheng, the villages were crushed by the heavy snow, and there were ruins everywhere, and few people could be seen.

Even the green pines and emerald bamboos that have been sung for countless years in poems and essays will finally be bent under the heavy snow again.

The sharp fracture is exposed to the wild.

Under the heavy snow all over the sky, it seems to be peaceful, but there is always an undercurrent lurking and surging.

"Bang bang bang."

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

(End of this chapter)