I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 10 Travelers Who Can't Burn Glass
"If you want to practice magic, bring a knife from the palace!"

This cheat book is "Sunflower Treasure".

I don't quite understand how to practice Jiajing, he is just a plagiarized fake martial artist.

After carefully copying it down, Jiajing pointed to the half-finished secret book and said, "Lu Fang, I got this from the old god. It is suitable for you to practice. Take it and have a look!"

With trembling hands, Lu Fang carefully picked up the imperial pen and manuscript paper, tears welling up in her eyes: "Long live, slaves are not worth it..."

Jiajing held his hands behind his back and held his head high, full of compulsion: "The king of Huainan achieved the Tao alone, and the chickens and dogs in his family ascended to heaven. Since I have obtained the fate of immortality, how could I miss you. When I arrive in the immortal world, I will have you, Lu Fang, to serve me."

"Long live lord..."

Lu Fang prostrated herself on the ground holding the "Sunflower Treasure".

"Okay, the transparent glaze made by Liulichang a few days ago, is there any clue?" Jiajing asked.

Make money!Make money!Still making money!

Jiajing's mind is full of money now, and Wang Chongyang's side is almost reaching the level of devout believers.

The mouth escape also depends on the timing, and should not be used lightly.

Now they are short of food, if a large amount of material is thrown over, wouldn't this belief value be easily obtained.

"Back to Lord Long Live, I've been looking at Liuli's matter every day, and I already have a clue, but it's not perfect yet."

Liulichang, located in Xuannan, was a product of Ming Chengzu Zhu Di's reign.After the capital was moved to Beijing, houses had to be built, and a lot of them had to be built. Liulichang was built to produce glazed tiles and glazed glazes for the imperial palace.

Liuli is also colored glass, and China has a history of more than [-] years of firing.

As long as the craftsmanship is improved, it can become a treasure.

The world's first glass mirror was born in Venice, the "Kingdom of Glass".

Its method is to coat a layer of mercury on the glass.

Venetian mirrors were a sensation in Europe and became a very fashionable thing.

European princes, nobles, and wealthy dignitaries all rushed to buy mirrors. When the French Queen Marie de Medicis got married, the King of Venice gave a small glass mirror as a gift.

This was considered a very precious gift at the time, and its value was as high as 15 francs.

The method of making mirrors was kept secret in Venice.

They also enacted such a law that whoever revealed to foreigners the secret of making glass mirrors was immediately punished with death.

Later, the French ambassador in Venice suddenly received a secret letter from Paris, telling him to do everything possible to quickly buy some Venetian mirror technicians and smuggle them to France.

The French ambassador worked hard and finally completed his mission. In 1666, the first mirror factory in France appeared in Normandy, France.

And now, it's 1561.

Isn't this mercury mirror more profitable than silk?
Glass craft!Simple, colored glass can be refined into transparent glass by adding manganese dioxide.

As for what manganese dioxide was called in ancient times, it was called soil, and it was used in the production of paint and lacquerware.

After refining the transparent glass, stick a piece of tin foil tightly on the flat glass, and then pour mercury.Because mercury can dissolve tin and turn it into a viscous silver-white liquid, which is attached to glass to become a mercury mirror.

Although a bit poisonous, it makes money!

Make money, don't be shabby!

It's simple to say, but it's as difficult as heaven to do it.

After more than half a month of tinkering, the master craftsman of Liulichang finally sent a small piece of mirror the size of a palm to the palace.

At the same time, Yang Jinshui, the eunuch of the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau and the chief eunuch of the Zhejiang Shipping Department, hurried back to the capital.

Sitting on the horse, Yang Jinshui was still panting. Beijing in early spring was still chilly, but beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead.

The two attendants took a lot of effort to help him down, but they still couldn't move their legs.

Riding a horse is a physical activity.

With the support of his followers, he limped towards Yuxi Palace.

Suddenly, Yang Jinshui stared straight ahead, his limp feet froze.

There was also a thin figure with a big hip injury, wearing a blue coarse cloth gown and flat black cloth shoes, like a Taoist priest at home.

It's him!

Yang Jinshui was shocked.

At this time, the fourth-rank eunuch who was waiting for him also personally helped Yang Jinshui to the blue woolen sedan chair, and opened the sedan chair curtain for him.

But Yang Jinshui didn't get on the sedan chair, held his wrist and approached him, and asked in a low voice: "Why did the emperor ask me to come back? What did the old ancestor say?"

The fourth-rank eunuch shook his head: "The old ancestor is a Bodhisattva, and you know that, even if it's us, those heads in charge of rituals don't hear a single bit of holy meaning from him."

Yang Jinshui was at a loss, and stood there in a daze, unable to get into the sedan chair.

The fourth-rank eunuch: "Eunuch Yang, the ancestor is waiting for you at the Rites Supervisor!"

Only then did Yang Jinshui suddenly save himself, and strenuously climbed into the sedan chair against the arm of the fourth-rank eunuch.

In a quarter of an hour, Yang Jinshui's sedan chair was carried to the courtyard of the supervisor's office.

"Godfather!" He was still at the door, Yang Jinshui gave a heartfelt cry, stepped into the door of the duty room, went straight to Lu Fang who was sitting there, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

"Get up." Lu Fang's voice was still very peaceful.

Yang Jinshui got up, picked up the tea bowl from the coffee table beside him and sent it over, the inquiry in his eyes seemed to be waiting for a trial.

Lu Fang sat quietly, but it wasn't long after that, but Yang Jinshui's hand holding the tea bowl began to tremble slightly.

"Drink it." Lu Fang finally said this sentence.

These words fell into Yang Jinshui's ears like Lun's voice!
When foreign eunuchs come to Beijing to see Lu Fang, they usually know their favor when they present this bowl of tea: if Lu Fang does not pick up the tea after passing it over, he is waiting to be punished, be demoted, shut down or killed , all in Lu Fang's next words.

Pass the tea to Lu Fang. If Lu Fang takes it and drinks it, it will be safe and sound, and then he will go back to work.

If the person who Lu Fang rewarded tea drank his remaining bowl of tea, this would be treated like his own son!

Therefore, when Yang Jinshui heard Lu Fang tell him to drink the half bowl of tea, his eyes immediately lit up, and when he lifted the lid, his hands trembled uncontrollably, his expression was very excited, and he drank the tea in one gulp.

After drinking the tea, Yang Jinshui slowly squatted down next to Lu Fang's legs, and began to beat lightly and heavily. His face looked up at Lu Fang with infinite attachment: "Godfather...it's been four years...you see the old man again... It's..."

Speaking of which, I really started to cry.

Lu Fang reached out and touched Yang Jinshui's head, opened her mouth, and laughed: "Don't be nervous, go wash your face and change your clothes, I will take you to see the emperor right now."

Yang Jinshui trembled in fright: "Now... see the emperor now... I... I see Shen Yishi... Will it..."

After standing up, Lu Fang seemed to straighten her spine a little, and her eyes showed a slight light: "You didn't hide anything from me, so naturally I won't hide anything from the emperor. Let's go, the emperor can't wait too long."

It's called seeing the emperor, but seeing is actually invisible.

According to the rules, Yang Jinshui could only kneel outside the veil between the main hall and the monastery, perhaps because he had washed his face and changed his clothes, but also because he had confidence in his heart, he looked upright and solemn when he knelt there.

But three feet away from him, Shen Yishi knelt tremblingly.

"Show them." Jiajing's voice came from inside.

"Yes, Long Live!"

Lu Fang sent a mirror wrapped in exquisite patterns to the two of them.

"How much is this mirror worth?" Jiajing's questioning voice came from inside again.

Yang Jinshui and Shen Yishi raised their heads slightly, paused on the mirror for a while, and then looked at each other tacitly, each shocked...

(End of this chapter)