Bai Yuegang of Prince Ning's Mansion

Chapter 230 Plan
Rui Xue couldn't understand the second parchment.

There are no characters on it, only a few simple drawings, large and small.

Up and down, it looks like an oven and a big chimney.

With an inexplicable face, he handed it to the cheater beside him.

"Uncle Qian, do you recognize it, it must be an outdated technology."

Lao Qian held up a crystal magnifying glass and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more excited he became.

The hands holding the parchment trembled.

"This is a kiln, it's a kiln. I said that when I was purifying, I always felt that the temperature in the furnace couldn't go up. It turned out to be a problem with the kiln. Oh, why didn't I think of it earlier."

Hua Luo grabbed Ruixue's arm a little excitedly.

"Miss, with this, when I go to the northern border, I will be able to smelt it on a large scale. I should have opened this box sooner."

Ruixue laughed dryly, Li Ningshuang is really a strange woman, and the collections are all high-tech.

At that time, I was afraid that I really made up my mind to move to Dalan.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be carrying these technologies and hard work of Bishui.

In the context of today's era, salt, iron, and these things should all be closely tied to national interests.

She brought these things out, if people found out, it would be no different from treason.

The method of making salt must have been given to Da Lan, and the secret method of making iron probably didn't want to be given.

Ruixue's heart was pounding, and she looked at the third parchment scroll that hadn't been opened yet.

Maybe Li Ningshuang also brought the formula for the firearm.

Taking the magnifying glass in Laoqian's hand, he hastily unfolded the third parchment and looked at it.

Although it was not a secret recipe for firearms, Ruixue was amazed by the amount of information.

The method of manufacturing a large ship is drawn on it. Although it is simple, a knowledgeable person should be able to understand it.

Ruixue finally knew why the secret method of smelting metal was not given out.

It is impossible to build such a large ship with only wood.

Ordinary metals are not good either, and metals with higher strength must be used to ensure the safety of navigation.

Shibalipu was probably bought by Li Ningshuang to be used as a shipyard.

Adjacent to the canal leading directly to Kyoto, it is an excellent place to open a shipyard and build a wharf.

If the canal can be extended to lead directly to the estuary, and there are large ships to meet it, how prosperous and lively Shibalipu will be.

It turned out that Li Ningshuang's previous business plan was like this.

Probably because he wanted to accomplish this, he came up with the method of making salt and exchanged it with the Holy Majesty.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned.

Ruixue handed over the parchment after reading it to Laoqian.

"Uncle Qian, I understand what Auntie means by leaving these things behind, but I don't have the ability to finish them now, so you put them away first, and when I can do it, take them out and make a good plan."

The old man took it and put it away.

"Let's put it back where it was, and I'll rearrange it so that it will be more convenient when it's time to use it."

Ruixue nodded in response, and pulled Xiaotao out of Laoqian's house.

Back in his yard, he stood at the door for a while, and then went to knock on Zhao Fengnian's door.

The sun is westward, and the house is a little dark.

Zhao Fengnian looked deserted, reclining on the couch flipping through the books.

The new clothes specially worn for Ruixue during the day have already been changed.

He said softly, "Sit."

Ruixue shrank her neck, and neither lit the brazier nor the lamp, is this man really not afraid of the cold?

He lifted his feet to light the lamp in front of the desk, and couldn't help nagging.

"Your eyes are good, don't read in the dark."

I only heard a soft "hmm" from behind.

Ruixue held up the lamp, put it on a small table with low slumped sides, and sat down opposite Zhao Fengnian.

Blinking at him: "I have something to say to the prince."

Zhao Fengnian closed the booklet in his hand and looked at the nervous Ruixue.

"It's not entirely because of your relationship that I protect Qiqilu. You don't have to feel sorry."

"Uh~" Ruixue was at a loss for words for a moment, she really didn't come to see Zhao Fengnian because of this matter.

"I'm causing trouble for the prince."

"It's okay." Zhao Feng said young and flutteringly.

After the silence, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Ruixue said bravely.

"The old Lord Qian of the village knows."

"Ah."

Ruixue glanced at Zhao Fengnian, who was not interested, and pursed her lips.

You can't say a few more words, and you can't cooperate with me. You'll be dying of chatter today.

How can I continue talking.

"He may be able to help the prince solve the problem of iron smelting."

Ruixue looked at Zhao Fengnian expectantly, thinking that he would at least show some happy expression.

Who knows, Zhao Fengnian just smiled politely.

He said calmly, "Understood."

Ruixue stood up in a huff.

"Zhao Fengnian, what's your attitude? Don't think that you can be proud of being favored by you because you have helped me a lot. I'm talking to you. Please have a correct attitude."

The scolding came suddenly, Zhao Fengnian's eyes widened, and he looked at Ruixue with some puzzlement.

He reached out and took out one from the pile of secret letters beside him, and handed it to Ruixue.

"The blacksmith accompanying the army in the northern border wrote a letter a few years ago, asking if I could ask Master Qian to go to the northern border again, and bring some metals smelted according to the method he said. I knew about this a long time ago, so I didn't Not surprised. Not sloppy."

Now it was Ruixue's turn to be embarrassed, the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Oh. Then why didn't you say so earlier."

Zhao Fengnian thought it was a little funny. When he knew about this, the two were rushing to the palace for a banquet.

In a hurry, Ruixue came to Zhuangzi, Laoqian and others were naturally closest to Ruixue, Zhao Fengnian thought Ruixue knew about it long ago.

It's funny to think of Ruixue's phrase "be proud of being favored".

Ruixue suffered from embarrassment, and seeing Zhao Fengnian's raised lips, she felt even more ashamed.

If he stayed any longer, he would have to get angry and hurt internally. This guy knew everything, so he insisted on pretending to be cold in front of her.

Gritting his teeth, he thought to himself, sooner or later, I will tear off your skin.

"I just came to tell you that Laoqian decided to go north to study iron smelting technology. Then you can make it easier for him. I'm always worried about traveling far when I'm old."

Zhao Fengnian nodded: "Naturally, it is beneficial to the northern border, so I naturally fully support it."

"Place it earlier, I'm leaving." Ruixue muttered, turned and left.

"Wait." Zhao Fengnian sat up, his eyes were shining, and there was still a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Rui Xue paused, then turned to look at him: "What else is there?"

Zhao Fengnian pointed to Tianguang behind him: "It's not dark yet, how to arrange it. And when did you spoil me, why do you say that I am proud of being favored?"

With that curious and aggrieved look on his face, Ruixue really wanted to strangle him to death.

"Hey hey" with a half-smile.

"Speaking indiscriminately, using the wrong words, the prince laughed at me. I will cook for you what you want to eat tonight."

The sound of closing the door sounded, and the smile on Zhao Fengnian's face became even wider.

(End of this chapter)