I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 34 I am the person who served the emperor
"Thank you seniors for your guidance."

Ye Wen has a gentle appearance and an elegant demeanor, and he bows his hands and respects all directions.

"I wish you a successful battle!"

A group of southern boxers bowed their hands in return: "Please!"

There is no need to say much about Ye Wen's family background.

Wing Chun has been carried forward from his hands, passed on countless lamps, and eventually became a generation of masters.

But the current Wing Chun is actually just a small style of boxing. According to Ip Man’s own words, “What qualifications do I have to represent Guangdong Wulinna? Speaking of schools, there are Hong, Liu, Cai, Li, and Mo in Southern Boxing. In terms of seniority, All of you here are elders, either the head of the sect or the owner of the pavilion. It’s never my turn.”

But it was his turn.

Among the high-ranking and famous boxers, who doesn't care about fame and who doesn't care about life.

But dare to stand out, have power, good character, and sharp hands, Ye Wen was naturally singled out.

How lively it is outside!

want to go……

Gong Er was holding a thick stack of documents, with a bitter face, in front of her, a shoehorn face was looking at her without blinking.

"Uncle, dad is retiring today, I have to go and fight for him."

Ding Lianshan shook his head: "Girl, your father doesn't need you to hold the line, you should study hard! Don't let the gods down, you are a person who serves the emperor, don't be like a little girl... Hurry up! Pick up the book."

"..."

Gong Er reluctantly raised the Textile Science in his hand, and read it word by word.

Jiajing didn't continue to watch the excitement, after all, he had already seen it in his previous life.

The industrialization of Daming has a long way to go. Heavy industry cannot be accomplished in a year or two, but light industry can be accomplished overnight.

The jacquard machine of the Ming Dynasty, that is, the "flower machine" in the Ming Dynasty classics, is the peak stage of the ancient jacquard machine technology.With such an artifact, the silks and satins of the Ming Dynasty are not only more beautifully woven, but also easier to mix and match.

Under the operation of the "flower machine", different materials can be woven together, and all kinds of cotton, silk and linen interwoven products have become famous at home and abroad.

The production speed is also faster. Before the Ming Dynasty, the jacquard machine could weave at most two weft threads at a time. Since the early Ming Dynasty, the productivity of "flower machines" has been soaring. By the Jiajing period, it was common to weave seven weft threads at a time.

The efficiency has increased several times in one breath.

And the textile technology of the Republic of China reached a peak again, not to mention the cross-age dip-dyeing technology.

Hu Zongxian is about to pacify the southeast Japanese pirates, and the sea is about to open. After all, mirrors are only luxury goods, and Venice is vying for the market. Although silk is good, its output is limited.

Cotton, gauze, and linen are the bulk goods!
There is also porcelain, and export porcelain must be developed.

Therefore, Gong Er really needs to learn a lot.

Bitter believers have benefited Daming, worth it! ! !
"All right!"

Ding Lianshan sighed slightly: "After studying for three hours, let's take a break! Come with me to see your father and see how your father retired."

Gong Er curled his lips: I think you can't help but want to watch it.

The two walked out of the secret room next door, looked up through the carved window, and saw all the southern martial arts with serious expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The north and the south are light, and it has existed since ancient times.

Since Ye Wen wants to carry the southern flag, this matter concerns the face of the entire southern martial arts world. Although separated by seniority, regardless of whether he wins or loses, Ye Wen's reputation can be regarded as loud.

But if you can win, it is good to win after all.

Through the glass, the voice came clearly.

"There are talented people from generation to generation. I am lucky to meet Mr. Ye. Today is my last battle. Let's not compete in martial arts, but in thinking, how about it?"

Gong Baosen was full of spirit, and his words were loud and clear.

Ye Wen said with a smile: "Everyone comes to the door as a guest, the host can do whatever he wants!"

Gong Baosen's eyes moved slightly, he took a piece of cake from the table, looked back at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "That year when the Chinese Warrior Association was established, a man came from the south and took a piece of cake in his hand. , Let my senior brother Li Cunyi break it apart, my senior brother didn't say anything, and let him be the first president of the Samurai Association!"

After a pause, his sharp gaze swept across the crowd, his eyes narrowed, and fell on Ye Wen. When his eyes met, he said again: "He is not relying on martial arts, but a sentence, fists have north and south, and the state has north and south?" ?”

"This gentleman is also from Foshan. His name is Ye Yunbiao. He is an outstanding person!"

At this point, everyone understood.

This is mainly about tolerance and mind.

"Unexpectedly, more than [-] years later, I will meet another Mr. Ye. I would like to ask the old man, Mr. Ye, can you break this piece of cake in my hand?"

Gong Baosen was talking, his eyes were heavy on Ye Wen, and he raised the piece of cake in his hand.

Still have to talk about the kung fu at hand!

Gong Er sighed in her heart, she actually didn't want to have this competition, so Ye Wen, He De and He Neng, could use the Gong family to make a difference.

But what Gong Baosen said was very reasonable: your temper!It was when Dad was young.There is only victory and defeat in the eyes, and there is no worldly sophistication.People have to look far away, and after passing the mountains, their horizons will be broadened.Whenever a person can't see that others are good, he can't see that others are brilliant.It is intolerant.The threshold of our palace family is high, but there are no villains.

'I am a person who serves the emperor, and I need a heart as broad as the sea. '

The battle between warriors is only an inch below the feet, and the sky is round and the earth is above the siblings.

Most of the martial arts in the south are slightly changed. Ip Man has never met a high mountain, and now he can't talk about a master. A master doesn't just refer to martial arts. A person's thoughts, virtues, and even his mind are all indispensable.

Not far away, Lao Jiang looked at Ye Wen nervously with murderous eyes, as if he had regarded Ye Wen as an enemy, and the monkey on his shoulder bared his teeth and screamed strangely as if sensed.

He used to be an executioner in the Qing Dynasty, and after he was taken in by the palace family, he kept his knife hidden in its sheath. Unfortunately, the knife could be hidden, but the murderous intent could not be hidden.

Suddenly, Hou'er shuddered and turned to look at Gong Er.

Ye Wen couldn't break the cake in Gong Baosen's hand.

Inseparable means that the northern and southern martial arts are inseparable.

This contest, according to Gong Baosen's plan, won Ye Wen from the Southern faction.

Daming, Zhejiang.

At a glance, there are six looms one foot wide arranged horizontally, and there is an aisle in the middle that can allow two people to pass side by side.

Walking along the passage to the end, there are twenty rows of looms in the past.

Each loom is weaving silk of different colors, and the sound of weaving is one after another.

The two brothers-in-law, Yang Jinshui and Shen Yishi, were obviously in a good mood, with smiles on their faces.

"Old Shen."

Yang Jinshui asked: "If we weave like this, how many horses can we produce every day?"

His raised voice was sharpened by the loudness of the loom.

Hearing Yang Jinshui's question, Shen Yishi also raised his voice, and replied: "Now we have two shifts at twelve o'clock, and one machine can weave six feet a day."

"If we weave like this every day, a workshop like this will die with only [-] horses a year?" Yang Jinshui asked sharply again.

"Yes. I have 25 workshops, and if we weave like this, I can't produce 20 horses per year."

"Old Shen, I won't play charades with you anymore. I got a secret report from the palace that Lord Long Live has created a new method of loom and printing and dyeing. You can find some old masters and go to the capital with me!"

(End of this chapter)