Daming: Start with an Altar of Luck

Chapter 8
Prince's East Palace.

"Wang Yong, prepare food for His Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness will take a bath after eating, hurry up and make arrangements!"

Zhu Biao gave instructions to Wang Yonghou, the personal eunuch who was always by his side, and went directly to his study.

"His Royal Highness, you should go to Dabentang to study now. The other princes have already gone, Master Song is still waiting for you!" Wang Yong said with a bitter face. For some reason, since Lao Zhu ascended the throne, Wang Yong It felt like His Royal Highness had changed into a different person.

His temperament became more and more casual, but there was a little domineering in the casualness, and he was almost like two people with the humble gentleman before. If he hadn't left His Highness the Crown Prince, Wang Yong would have felt that His Highness the Crown Prince had been replaced by someone else.

"Class?" Zhu Biao asked in surprise.

Wang Yong raised his head, his eyes were a little straight, his mind was blank, and he stared at Zhu Biao with two big blank eyes.

Zhu Biao's eyes were also blank, "I have already become a prince through time travel, and I still have to go to class?"

In an instant, the memory of Song Lian teaching himself emerged in his mind. After retiring from the court every day, Zhu Biao really needed to go to the Dabentang to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as the way of being a king.

"Wang Yong, go to the Daben Hall immediately and tell Master Song, just say, just say that His Highness discussed state affairs with the emperor last night. At this time, I feel a little unwell, and I will take a day off today." Zhu Biao covered his forehead with one hand, feeling a little depressed ordered.

"Your Highness, this, these years, you have never asked for leave, how about this slave?" Wang Yong wanted to cry at this time, after all, this reason involved the emperor.

If Mr. Song Lian went to ask the emperor, Zhu Biao would be fine, but he couldn't tell for sure.

"If you are told to go, you can go. My Highness is here, so I won't let anything happen to you. Go, go." Zhu Biao arrived with a wave.

"Your servant obeys." Wang Yong kowtowed to Zhu Biao as if on the guillotine, and then headed towards the main hall.

After Wang Yong quit, Zhu Biao came to the seat and fell into deep thought.

"It's been more than a day since the memory was awakened, and I told Lao Zhu about the most important luck altar, now I should think about how to deal with the current Daming."

Zhu Biao said softly, all the maids and eunuchs in the house had already been driven out by Zhu Biao, so Zhu Biao was not afraid of being heard by others.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Biao felt that he couldn't do it like this, so he quickly got up to find pens, inks and paper, and prepared to write a plan and development book first, listing all the things he can operate now, just like in the previous life.

Afterwards, from a series of choices, select the highly operable ones that appear in the time period to operate. After the selection is completed, you can really start to rectify Daming.

"Indigenous methods for making cement, indigenous methods for penicillin, and indigenous methods for preventing pig diseases."

"Calculus, cross this out. After finally getting rid of mathematics, you actually want me to recall it again?" Zhu Biao put a big cross on calculus.

"The barefoot doctor's manual, this needs to be written out silently, and the simple production method of blasting equipment, this is not bad, it can effectively improve the big firearm, and focus on it."

"Firing glass by local methods, yes, it's a good way to make money. Although the people of Ming Dynasty are poor, the generals and gentry of Ming Dynasty are not poor at all. This is the key point."

In a blink of an eye, Zhu Biao locked himself in the house for nearly a day. The lunch and lunch were delivered outside the door by Wang Yong, and Zhu Biao went out and brought them into the house to eat.

Even if the servants couldn't read, Zhu Biao didn't want to disclose any information he wrote in the house. After all, many of the things he wrote were shocking. Even if some methods of improving gunpowder were obtained by others, it would be difficult for Daming now. That would really make matters worse.

At night in the East Palace, in a brightly lit room, Zhu Biao watched himself finally choose the one thing that is most suitable for Daming now.

"Steelmaking in a blast furnace!" There were four big characters on the top of the white paper, and densely packed small characters on the bottom.

Naturally, the writing format written by Zhu Biao is incompatible with the current writing format of Ming Dynasty, and the writing format of the previous life is still adopted, from top to bottom, from left to right.

Zhu Biao shook his sore arm from writing with a brush all day.

"Although I have lived in this world for 13 years, I really have no love for writing with a brush! I have to get out the blackboard and chalk as soon as possible."

In one day, Zhu Biao wrote a lot, and then selected the ones that he thought were feasible now, and finally screened those that would be feasible again. The indigenous blast furnace steelmaking jumped into Zhu Biao's eyes.

It is also a choice that Zhu Biao thinks is the most suitable for the current Ming Dynasty's national strength. Improving the army's equipment is equivalent to improving the army's combat effectiveness, reducing the death rate of soldiers in the war, and at the same time preparing for the conquest of other worlds.

Before sacrificing luck to open the door to another world, no one knew what world it was facing. If it was a modern world, with Daming's current weapons and equipment, he might be beaten back just after entering.

At the same time, the quality of steel was improved, so that Zhu Biao could carry out the next step in the development of firearms. Looking at the combat effectiveness of the Ming army, the infantry was the most powerful. It was no problem to fight against the cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty, but the casualty rate remained high.

Compared with the current firearms, as long as Ming craftsmen can make the drawings provided by Zhu Biao, the next Northern Expedition will be the time to completely wipe out the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty.

Looking at the method of blast furnace steelmaking written on a sheet of paper in front of him, and the attached blueprint of blast furnace casting in the end, Zhu Biao's thoughts continued to flow, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Habitually, he just wanted to ask Wang Yong to come in and tidy up, but the next second he realized that he started to put away the piles of white paper on the table.

And the top few white papers are written on 'granule black powder', 'mineral salt, sea salt extraction method', 'indigenous cement, glass, mirror manufacturing method'.

"Wang Yong." After cleaning up, Zhu Biao called his personal eunuch outside the hall.

"Your Highness, the servant is here." Wang Yong opened the door and walked in. Zhu Biao locked himself in the room for a day, and Wang Yong stayed outside the hall for a day after returning from the main hall.

"Arrange a bath for His Highness, and then you can go down and rest. You are tired after a day of guarding." Zhu Biao said indifferently.

"Your Highness, the slaves are not tired, thank you for your kindness." Wang Yong was moved when he heard Zhu Biao let him go down to rest.

Because Lao Zhu didn't like eunuchs, although Zhu Biao was gentle with others, it was a matter of personal preference. Although eunuchs were not like Lao Zhu who took their lives at will, they would not say such things on weekdays.

"Okay, okay, don't put on such an appearance, you are tall and big, and you can cry when you say it." Zhu Biao waved his hands in disgust, after all, it is the memory of nearly 30 years that is dominant now .

Everyone is equal is a memory engraved in his bones. Although there are still 13 years of Zhu Biao's memory, he can't despise the eunuch's life as before.

Don't forget that Zhu Di's successful rebellion was partly due to the eunuchs in Yingtian City. Did they send some important information, Zhu Biao didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

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(End of this chapter)