The rise of the prince

Chapter 123 Trouble is coming
"Why did you get such a big wheel?" He Qian asked.

In the past two days, with the efforts of Zhao Si and many servants, the hydraulic forging system has begun to be gradually assembled.

What he is most worried about is lubrication and wear. After all, he has to lift a forging hammer weighing several hundred kilograms, and there will be energy loss in the middle, which is enough to imagine the force the entire structure has to bear.

He paid a high price to buy a piece of iron birch as the bearing material. This straight piece of wood with a diameter of more than one foot cost him more than 200 taels of silver, which was a real pain.

This kind of wood is only available in a few places in the whole country, and there are even fewer straight and thick ones like this. The price can double after being transported to the capital. This kind of wood is as hard as iron and can be used to make shields. It is used as accessories for automobiles and cruise ships, and it can replace steel in some places, which shows its hardness.

In addition to Zhao Si's point, Li Ye wrapped the main stress-bearing parts of the bearing with dry sheepskin with subcutaneous fat, so that lubrication is not a problem.

Li Ye pulled down He Qian who was jumping up and down on the water wheel and was out of shape. Although she was light and light, what if she broke down.

"Are you all right all day long? Why don't you go to the palace when you are at home?" Li Ye asked incomprehensibly. Since she came to the palace a few times, this little girl is used to running to the palace when she has nothing to do.

He Qian was wearing a suit of armor today, and she had a little mandarin jacket to keep warm, and when she saw him asking this question, she snorted dissatisfiedly: "Miss Ben comes here whenever she wants, the house is too boring, and you haven't told me what you are using the things for. ’ She pointed to the huge water wheel on the ground.

"I'm going to use this wheel to build a car." Li Ye said nonsense seriously.

"Really! It must be as tall and as big as it is." The little girl believed it, and immediately became interested: "If it is made, I must let me sit on it!"

"Okay, okay, I'll let you sit on it when the time comes." Li Ye said with a smirk, he picked up the base that fixed the bearing, and was going to try it out by the river outside the door to find a place.

After all, the power needs to be transmitted to the shore. He asked Qiu'er to calculate that a water wheel of this size should be raised about four inches above the normal draft. This height cannot be accurately achieved with stones and soil, and wooden boards are best.

He Qian followed out curiously, and Li Yecai was suddenly surrounded by a group of people when he went out carrying the plank.

"Come out, come out, finally see you!"

"I've been waiting for so many days to finally see you."

"I thought I didn't dare to meet people."

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Li Ye was a little confused at the beginning, why there were so many people, and then he suddenly realized that they were literati.

Since the Plum Garden Poetry Club, people have come to him almost every day to ask for advice. In fact, he knows in his heart that people with good poems cannot be ruled out, but most of them do not believe that he can write "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden", so they come to find out the truth.

In the past, there was Yan Yan who was safe and sound for him, and it was Yan Yan who helped stop him. These two days, Yan Yan was busy buying new year's goods and preparing New Year's gifts, so he was too busy to deal with these people, and he went out as usual and was arrested all at once. .

After a commotion, a handsome scribe in his 30s came out, holding a white paper fan in his hand, and stopped everyone: "Everyone, although we finally met the prince, we must not lose our manners in a hurry."

Only then did the chaotic scene stabilize, and then the scribe arched his hands and said: "Lu Ming, a student of the Imperial College, often hears about the son's name. A few days ago, I heard that the son was shocked by his song "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" at the Plum Garden Poetry Conference. Four, I really admire it in my heart, so today I came here with all my classmates to ask for advice."

He speaks beautifully, but it has a sarcastic meaning, and it is often heard that his reputation is said to be before "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden", which means that what he heard is not a good reputation.

Li Ye sighed, it's really troublesome, if he knew about him, he would recite eight or ten poems so that no one would dare to doubt him.

Before he could speak, Lu Ming was stunned when he saw He Qian who was following Li Ye, and asked anxiously, "I wonder who this little lady is."

He Qian is usually careless, but she is really smart and beautiful. She is one of the best little beauties Li Ye has ever seen. Seeing his drool-like dazed appearance, he probably fell under the pomegranate skirt, although He Qian seldom wears skirts.

He Qian whispered in his ear: "You are not allowed to tell him!"

Li Ye understood that although he didn't care, and He Qian didn't care, this was not a later life. It was not a matter of etiquette for a woman who had not left the cabinet to sneak into a man's house casually, so he said: "This is my concubine."

Then he was pinched hard on the waist.

When Na Lu Ming heard this, his face turned ashen, he lost his earnest look, and his tone was not as polite as before: "Today, I want to ask the prince for advice, and I came across a word recently, the prince is a great talent, please do it for me. How is the product?"

Li Ye asked Mr. De for his advice. What literati call for comments is to ask you to comment. It is better to write a better one. It is a kind of challenge, but to put it mildly.

Li Ye put down the wooden board on his shoulders, and said: "Okay, then you read it." But he made up his mind that it would be better to recite a few poems after he said it, so that no one would doubt it. No trouble.

"It's exactly what I want, my son, please listen carefully!" He arched his hands in an air and began to read in rhythm, He Qian took the opportunity to pinch him and whispered: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Ye was helpless: "Then what else can I say?" If she can't be exposed, she has to explain why she is in the palace. If she is a maid, no one will believe her clothes. After thinking about it, only the concubine can make sense. Anyway, Li Xingzhou A sensual dog and a horse, it makes sense to have such a beautiful concubine.

He Qian snorted angrily, her face flushed slightly, but she didn't say anything more.

"Hungry, thirsty, hardworking, with two wings hanging down, standing alone in the cold. Gulls and herons are hard to be close to each other, and they are forced by sorrow. The sea of ​​clouds is vast and has nowhere to return. Who is anxious to hear the wailing!" The words on the side of Huishen have been read to the end.

Na Lu Ming has a good expression, reads fluently, enunciates words clearly, is full of emotions, and has rhythms. In short, as long as the junior high school Chinese teacher praises the students, it is reasonable.

So when he arched his hands and looked at Li Ye with a smile, Li Ye praised: "It's not bad, the expression is in place, the reading is smooth, the words are clear, the emotions are rich, and the cadences are set."

Everyone was stunned on the spot, but Lu Ming's expression was not good: "Could it be that the son is teasing me to wait?"

Li Ye wasn't teasing, but he didn't understand at all. These scholars, especially young ones, always like to use uncommon words to show their knowledge when writing poems, but most of their real poems are better than the artistic conception. It is catchy, who would choose to write with rare words.

This is because your artistic conception is not enough, no wonder I didn't understand!Li Ye really wanted to tell him that, but considering that he was only 16 years old, he decided to forget it.

Li Ye didn't understand the meaning of his poem at all, what was the center of it, he couldn't do it even if he wanted to recite two similar ones, he didn't know what type to recite, and it would be shameful if he recited it wrong.

"Aren't you satisfied with my praise?" Li Ye said helplessly: "No, young people must be content, or let me put it another way. After listening to your words, my admiration is like the water of the Yangtze River. Absolutely, it’s like the Yellow River flooding out of control.”

(End of this chapter)