Daming: Lend the system to Emperor Hongwu at the beginning

Chapter 143 Nanjing City Illuminated by Lights
Hongwu 15 years.

Especially since the end of the war in the late Qing Dynasty, the development of Ming Dynasty began to enter the fast lane at the same time.

First, electricity was discovered, and then a series of research and exploration on electricity came into being.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhu Biao threw out the idea of ​​the light bulb, and in an occasional conversation, inspired the bachelors of the Academy of Sciences to try lighting with tungsten wire.

Then, quite logically, the light bulb was invented.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty at this time, it was 20 years before Edison discovered that tungsten filaments could be used for light bulb lighting.

The invention of the light bulb caused countless mathematicians in the Academy of Sciences to revel in it.

Especially those bachelors who haven't opened the sea of ​​​​qi, they discovered for the first time that even if they don't have extraordinary power, they still have the ability to control the extraordinary.

A light bulb is synonymous with transcendence in their eyes.

It cheered them up.

Then good news came one after another. First, the utilization rate of the steam engine has been greatly improved, and then another power source was invented under the inspiration of Zhu Biao.

internal combustion engine.

In fact, as early as more than ten years ago when the steam engine was first unveiled, Zhu Biao had consciously proposed a thermal engine device in which the fuel was burned inside the machine and the heat energy released by it was directly converted into power.

But at that time, Ming Dynasty was still too lacking in basic scientific knowledge, and the bachelors in the Academy of Sciences couldn't understand what Zhu Biao was talking about.

Is there a better power plant in the world than the steam engine?
But now ten years have passed, and by studying various scientific books brought back from the West by Jin Yiwei, and even innovating on these basic knowledge, they are no longer as ignorant as they were ten years ago.

Now there is no need for Zhu Biao to guide them too much. Naturally, they want to develop a power plant that is more advanced than the steam engine.

The development of internal combustion engines has naturally been put on the agenda.

To be honest, Zhu Biao's original idea was to try to use spiritual power instead of fuel as a power source, whether it was electric power or internal combustion engine.

After all, this energy is clean and non-polluting.

But after more than ten years of research, he finally gave up.

Spiritual power is indeed an omnipotent source of mysterious power. Whether it is using spiritual materials to create weapons or machines, it is easy for these researchers who have opened up the sea of ​​​​qi.

For example, the No. [-] gun that sank the flagship of the British army with a bombardment.

Another example is the spiritual car that was developed a few years ago.

But there is always a problem that cannot be solved, and that is the cost problem.

Ordinary materials simply cannot withstand the spiritual pressure of the psionic talisman array.

And if all spiritual materials are used, the price of making spiritual power vehicles or god-killing cannons is too expensive.

Even with the backing of a superpower like Ming Dynasty, a shell as powerful as the Shenshen No. [-] Cannon would not be able to fire a few rounds.

It may be feasible to use psychic materials to make powerful weapons to deter the enemy, but it is extremely difficult to spread psychic technology to the civilian population and improve people's livelihood.

A lighting talisman can easily solve the lighting problem, but a lighting talisman requires a quarter of an hour to be carved by a bachelor of the Academy of Sciences who has opened up a sea of ​​energy.

This is only the labor cost, and there are various spiritual materials used in the talisman. The cost of a lighting talisman is definitely more than the same weight of gold.

I believe that no one in the current Ming Dynasty would be so extravagant that they would use golden talismans just as lighting tools.

At this point, Zhu Biao finally realized that the integration of psionic energy and technology is just a delusion, or that it is only a delusion to want to use aura at low cost in the current stage of technological development.

It is more realistic to develop basic science honestly.

Whether it is Zhu Biao's previous life or the current world in the late Qing Dynasty, it is clear that only the development of basic science can improve the productivity of the entire world, and enable every citizen of the Ming Empire to have enough food and clothing, and use lighting tools such as electric lights .

Perhaps in the farther future, when Daming's technological level surpasses that of the late Qing Dynasty or even surpasses the 21st century he traveled through, psychic powers can be widely used in basic science.

After all, there has been a saying in the previous life.

The end of science is theology.

Theology can also be explained by science.

Zhu Biao is looking forward to the arrival of such an era.

The invention of the internal combustion engine means that in the near future, cars will no longer be driven by spiritual energy, it means that agricultural machinery will be popularized, and it means that road transport vehicles such as trucks will appear in large quantities.

Of course, it also means that the era of armored tanks is coming.

The invention of the light bulb represented the official widespread use of electric energy in daily life.

The invention of these two things can be regarded as a historic moment for Daming.

Naturally, the people in Nanjing were the first to enjoy the convenience brought by this advanced technology.

The Lantern Festival in the 16th year of Hongwu, such a day of joy with the people, Zhu Yuanzhang rarely returned from the heavy daily work in the late Qing Dynasty to the world in the early Ming Dynasty.

Together with Empress Ma and Zhu Biao's family, they took to the streets of Nanjing.

dusk.

There are people coming and going on the noisy but harmonious street, everyone has a smile on their face, enjoying the joyful atmosphere brought by the Lantern Festival.

Various activities of guessing lantern riddles have been put up by the shops facing the street. Although it is only dusk at this moment, all kinds of lanterns have already been lit up, dotted on the street, making the festive atmosphere even more intense.

"We're hungry, let's find a place to eat!" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile on his face while hugging Zhu Xiongying.

This is his Daming, and this is the life he dreamed of most when he was a cowherd boy.

Eat three meals a day and clothe yourself warmly, there will be no natural disasters, let alone military disasters.

The Yuan Dynasty could not give him such a life, so he was forced to raise the sword.

But now he not only realized his dream, but also led hundreds of millions of people in Daming to realize their dreams together.

For this, he is very satisfied.

"I know there is a delicious noodle restaurant in front of it, called Youpo Spicy Noodles!" Zhu Biao suggested with a smile.

"Go, go and taste it!" Zhu Yuanzhang's throat rolled unconsciously when he heard the oily pepper, and he couldn't help but quicken his steps while holding Zhu Xiongying.

Soon the family was seated, and Zhu Biao went to the side to buy some biscuits, and each shared one.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a bite without even looking at it.

Then he realized something was wrong, and when he opened the biscuits, he found that there was meat inside.

"Spicy fat meat!"

"This boss is so smart, he can come up with such a way to sell biscuits!"

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head to look at the sesame seed stall, and he found that people who bought sesame seed cakes with meat had already lined up, which made him smile.

He still remembered that when he led troops into Nanjing for the first time, he also came here to buy biscuits. At that time, not to mention the biscuits with meat, there were only a few people who came to buy an ordinary biscuit.

Now, obviously, it's really different.

"During this time, you have done a good job!" Zhu Yuanzhang praised Zhu Biao.

"There are even better ones!"

Zhu Biao didn't mean to be modest at all. He looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma and Chang Tongyu with a smile: "You will find out later, this year's Lantern Festival has a surprise for you!"

"Stinky boy, you dare to cheat in front of your father!" Zhu Yuanzhang scolded with a smile, but he also had some expectations.

Seeing Zhu Biao's seriousness, it is obvious that the matter is not small.

After dinner, everyone continued to wander the streets.

At this moment, the sky was completely dark. Although some lanterns were lit, those lights were completely useless in the face of the night.

"Chongba, it's getting dark, why don't we go back first!"

"Maybe let those guards rest for a night and spend time with their families!" Empress Ma said softly.

"It's almost time!"

"Father and mother, look over there!" Before Zhu Yuanzhang could speak, Zhu Biao pointed to the end of the road and motioned for everyone to look.

In fact, without Zhu Biao's reminder, the eyes of Zhu Yuanzhang and others have already been attracted.

At the end of the street, two dazzling lights were silently lit in the dark night.

Someone on the street uttered an exclamation.

They had never seen such bright lights.

And this was just the beginning, and soon one after another light bulbs lit up one after another.

The covers of these street lamps are made of glass of different colors, so the colors presented are also colorful.

For a time, the whole street, and even the whole of Nanjing, were shrouded in such brilliant lights.

"Grandpa, it's so beautiful!"

In a tea shop not far away, a seven or eight-year-old boy exclaimed in a childlike voice.

In his eyes there were lights twinkling like bright stars.

"right!"

"I think so too!" Xu Yuan put his arms around his little grandson, and also looked at the lights with a smile on his face.

Although he belongs to the Institute of Psionic Energy and is not in the same department as the Institute of Electrical Energy, he knows that these lights were researched by colleagues from the Academy of Sciences after days and nights of hard work.

Behind these beautiful lights, there are all hard-working bachelors of the Academy of Sciences standing.

For this, he is honored.

"Grandpa, is this what your Academy of Sciences researched?" The little boy looked at Xu Yuan with admiration.

"Yes!"

"It's called an electric light, and it borrows the power of lightning!" Xu Yuan tried his best to explain to his little grandson what electricity is.

"Grandpa, I want to enter the Academy of Sciences when I grow up." The little boy said with hope in his eyes.

"Okay!"

"Then you have to study hard and strive to be admitted to the Academy of Sciences in the future!" Xu Yuan said with a smile.

"En!" The little boy nodded solemnly.

At this moment, Xu Yuan saw Zhu Biao's family who were also standing on the street in the distance.

Naturally, he had seen Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang before, and when he saw that His Majesty and the Crown Prince were also on the street, he couldn't help shaking and wanted to get up and salute.

"Old Xu, keep playing!"

"Today is the Lantern Festival, don't worry about those red tapes!" Zhu Biao waved his hand at him.

Seeing Xu Yuan, Zhu Yuanzhang finally recovered from the shock of the sky full of lights.

To be honest, there are very few things that can shock him, but today he did feel the shock.

Once again he felt the power of science.

"Biao'er is right!"

"Academician Xu, please accompany your grandson to enjoy the Lantern Festival!"

"It's all thanks to you that Daming is here today!"

"You are the heroes of our Daming!"

"There is no reason in this world for a hero to salute us!"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved to Xu Yuan with a smile, and the group gradually drifted away.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang and others blending into the crowd, Xu Yuan felt inexplicably touched deep in his heart.

"Grandpa, who is that?" the little grandson next to him asked curiously.

"That's the founder of our Ming Empire, Emperor Hongwu!"

"It's all thanks to him that we can sit here leisurely watching the lanterns and drinking tea like today!"

"We should all thank him!"

Xu Yuan's tone was full of reverence.

He is not from Nanjing, he fled from Shanyang to Nanjing 18 years ago.

He still remembers the scenes he saw along the way. There were refugees dying of cold and starvation everywhere on both sides of the road, and every refugee was yellow and emaciated.

Those people looked at his son as if they were looking at a plate of meat.

On the way, his wife died of illness, and his father and mother also died. He desperately protected his son and fled all the way to Nanjing, which was still called Jinling at that time.

He thought he and his son could finally live, but he was wrong.

Crows are generally black in the world, and so is Nanjing.

Gangsters, bullies, robbers, thieves, he can't afford to mess with each of them.

The money earned from hard work is not enough to send these people away.

And he has a son to support.

Just when he felt that he was going to be unable to hold on, Emperor Hongwu broke into Nanjing City.

At first he didn't feel anything, but gradually he didn't know when it started, he found that his life really started to get better, those bandits and bullies who oppressed him on the street disappeared, and became a group of well-disciplined Ming army .

He had a chance to live again.

He finally had a full stomach.

He thought this was the best life in the world.

But in the seventh year of Hongwu, life began to change drastically again.

He opened up Qihai, and Jin Yiwei approached him and asked him to join the Academy of Sciences.

Up to now, nine years have passed without knowing it.

Time flies really fast.

He now has his own house in Nanjing City, his son was selected into the navy, and was promoted to a hundred households a year ago due to his meritorious service, and he himself was selected as a third-ranker in the last Academy of Sciences rating academician.

The most important thing is that he has a grandson.

With grandchildren, there is inheritance and roots.

Living in the visible gets better every day.

He is content with his life now.

And he knew that there were many, many people like him in Nanjing, too many to count.

Not only in Nanjing, but in the whole of Ming Dynasty.

He has gone deep into the folks for some missions. As far as he knows, there are many places in the folks where there are ancestral halls of Emperor Hongwu.

Obviously, everyone knew that this kind of life did not appear out of thin air, everything was brought to them by the emperor.

But now, His Majesty the emperor not only ate the meat with sesame seed cakes, but also ate the oily and spicy noodles, sweating profusely.

To be honest, such a majesty is very different from the majestic Hongwu Emperor sitting on the dragon chair in his impression.

But I don't know why, but I feel kind inexplicably.

It also made Xu Yuan admire him even more.

(End of this chapter)