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"For example, when I was in the palace, I had to spend half an hour in the morning reciting the book, and then I spent half an hour going to the palaces to say hello. If I memorized first, and then went to say hello, it would take a total of one hour; if I was on the way to say hello At the same time, I recited the book, and when I finished greeting me, I had almost finished memorizing the book, and it only took more than half an hour to put it together."

"This is the simplest project coordination." Zhu Cihong explained: "I mentioned the Taiping car and the wheel rail to the front, and at the same time arranged for the trial production of different kinds of Suzhou Steel, and the construction of the gantry crane model. It is precisely because the human resources required by these three are different. Can be rolled out in parallel.

"After solving the problem of the fit between the Taiping car and the wooden rail, the heterogeneous Sugang should also achieve something, just to trial-produce the steel rail. Using the experimental data of the heterogeneous Sugang can also provide material support for the construction of the gantry crane.

"When the trial production of the steel rails is successful, the installation of the gantry crane should also be completed, which just solves the problem of unloading and transporting large quantities of goods. Finally, the goal of improving loading and unloading efficiency and saving manpower is achieved."

Overall planning is an interdisciplinary subject of mathematics and social sciences, which is complex and precise.In Zhu Cihong's previous life, there were professionals in charge of this area, which belonged to a highly professional field.However, once the requirements are lowered, even if there is only a conceptual idea of ​​overall planning, it is much better than grasping the eyebrows and beards.

In the miraculous era of the late Ming Dynasty, Eastern and Western cultures collided and blended like never before, and scholar-bureaucrats were by no means as stubborn and xenophobic as they were written in textbooks.Just because of the different natural and social environments, the focus of the intellectual elites is different. Once someone pierces that layer of paper, the scholars and craftsmen of Ming Dynasty will burst out with amazing creativity.

From the Francophone to the Lumi gun, although they are all foreign objects, Daming can quickly imitate them and improve them to make the performance even better than the original ones.This is solid productivity at work, so Zhu Cihong sometimes feels that.What Daming lacked was not technology, but ideas.

As long as we have the right ideas, we can ignite the accumulation of 3000 years and explode an unprecedented spark of civilization.

"If it is not a project that directly affects our military's combat capability, I hope to use this time-saving overall planning model as much as possible." Zhu Cihong said: "Now we have sufficient money and materials, and the most lacking is time and manpower."

"Your Highness." Wang Zheng recovered from the concept of overall planning, "The theory of overall planning is really unique. It is better to open a new school of overall planning to broaden everyone's horizons."

"I may not be able to start the class recently." Zhu Cihong is really at a loss for resources. After thinking for a while, he said: "Well, I will write a booklet as soon as possible, and I can use it as a catalyst. If I want to study this overall planning, I am afraid it will take several generations. People can't."

Wang Zheng nodded slightly, in his heart he really admired the crown prince who came out of the deep palace, not only he could see what others couldn't.He has the patience to tolerate a hundred years of wasted time, God bless the emperor.How can we not try our best to do something during this occasion?

"Chen Song Yingxing begs to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

There was a sudden pleading sound from outside the house.

Zhu Cihong was surprised and delighted when he heard this, and couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart. He pushed the door out in three steps at a time, and saw a little old man who was nearly sixty years old, with gray hair on his head, and put his hands on the height of the two. Martha's bodyguard shoulder.He jumped up and looked into the house from between the two of them.

If he hadn't been wearing the official uniform of a fifth-rank civil servant, the two guards would have chopped him up with their knives.

"Is it Song Fengxin who wrote "Tiangong Kaiwu"?!" Zhu Cihong shouted loudly.Walked down a set of steps.

"Your Highness!" Song Yingxing shouted, "It's my minister! I'm serving Song Yingxing!"

"I wrote you several letters, but why have you never replied!" Zhu Cihong was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to separate the left and right guards, and supported Song Yingxing's arms.

Song Yingxing looked stunned: "Your Highness only needs a paper order, and my minister will naturally go north to Shenjing to pay homage to His Highness."

How could it be possible for Zhu Cihong to have an affair with a minister at that time, and it was because of such "unique skills and obscenity" learning.If his imperial father, who is obsessed with Confucian classics, knows.I'm afraid I won't even be able to do small physics experiments in the palace in the future.What's more, he, a crown prince who has never been out of the palace, summoned a decree from a certain county in Jiangxi that was not popular. How should he explain it to the officials and the emperor?Could it be that it was a dream?

"After I got the book "Tiangong Kaiwu", I admired my husband very much and wrote to Jiangxi many times. But I have never received a reply." Zhu Cihong did not say that he was anonymous, but Wang Zheng, who followed him, knew the inside story. It is also incomprehensible.

In Wang Zheng's view: as long as he has insights in Gewu, even a commoner with a white body, this Master Song will travel thousands of miles away for a while.

"Uh... When did Your Highness get this book?" Song Yingxing was taken aback.

"In the spring of Chongzhen's 11th year, I just came out of the cabinet and found out that there was a book selling this book on the market, so I bought a set." Zhu Cihong said.

"Oh..." Song Yingxing dragged his voice, feeling a little regretful: "This book was engraved at the beginning of the tenth year of Chongzhen, and His Highness got this book in the spring of the 11th year. ...When Wei Chen was in Chongzhen for 11 years, he made up a promotion official in Tingzhou, Fujian, and he has already left Fenyi."

Song Yingxing in Fenyi was just an instructor with no rank, and Zhu Cihong delivered the private letter by the foot of Beijing. Naturally, the letter would not go to Fujian, and it was impossible to go all the way to Jiangxi to curry favor with a small official.As a result, Zhu Cihong's letters fell into the sea, and he even doubted whether the naturalist was still alive.

I really didn't expect to meet him in Laizhou!

"The old minister also watched "Heavenly Creation" and was amazed. Later, when he learned that Brother Song had arrived in Laizhou, he specially invited him here and hired him as a professor." Wang Zheng also walked down the steps and smiled at Zhu Cilang.

Zhu Cihong really smiled: "It's God's will! In today's world, no one can compare with Mr. Wang in terms of learning from east to west; Worry about not having the sharp weapon to restore the world!"

"Your Highness." Song Yingxing also recovered from the pleasantries, and pulled out a roll of paper from his sleeve: "Your Highness! This minister is going to present a sharp weapon to restore Shenjing!"

"Oh!" Zhu Cihong took the scroll, unfolded it against the light, and found that it turned out to be a long scroll, on which was impressively depicted an "artifact" beyond Zhu Cihong's imagination.

"This is the flying weapon that Wei Chen was inspired by His Highness!" Song Yingxing made a move to the guard who stopped him before: "Why are you so blind? Do you want His Highness to hold it?"

The two guards didn't know whether they should obey the crazy old man's orders, but Lu Suyao and Min Ziruo, who were closely behind Zhu Cihong, had already stepped forward, divided left and right to make decisions for Zhu Cihong.

"Please look, Your Highness!" Song Yingxing took out another exquisitely crafted magnifying glass with a silver handle and a gilt frame from his sleeve, and pointed to the picture: "This is an air bag, wrapped in silk on the outside and lined with cotton cloth on the inside, and the fire will rise below it , hold up the hanging basket and vacate. Everything is the same as a Kongming lantern."

"This...is still a bit different..." Zhu Cihong stared at the schematic diagram, feeling his tongue dry.

The development of the hot air balloon was his special attention to Wang Zheng to advance alone and as soon as possible. The purpose was to enhance the viewing distance on the plain and detect the advance of large enemy troops early.

What Song Yingxing said is indeed the basic principle of the hot air balloon.

However, what is drawn on this drawing is not just an airbag with a basket.

Literally a pod!

"This hanging basket should be able to carry five people," Song Yingxing said, "If you want to move forward after flying into the sky, you must be able to resist the wind, so I added sails around this hanging basket."

Zhu Cilang saw that the mast of the sail protruded obliquely from above, no matter which direction the wind came from, it could be pushed by force.

If it was just like this, Zhu Cihong wouldn't be so shocked that his tongue would dry out.

"What if I want to go against the wind? Or turn in the air, what should I do?" Zhu Cihong asked.

"Then rely on these small cannons." Song Yingxing pointed to the black protrusions outside the hanging basket.

Zhu Cihong's heart trembled: It really is a cannon!

"His Royal Highness also said in the book that there are positive and negative forces, and their potentials are born with each other. Looking at the cannon performance in the army, it is true that the cannon is pushed backwards when it is fired. OK." Song Yingxing said with a smile: "I think wind and water are similar, and the hanging basket is also shaped like a boat, just like dividing water, which may have a miraculous effect."

"Ahem," Zhu Cihong cleared his throat again, "Your idea is very good. But this airship... ahem, the airship is the same. When flying in the sky, the wind is continuous, and the gunpowder is just an impact. , can not last long, how to solve this problem?"

Song Yingxing had obviously thought about it a long time ago, and said bluntly: "What I think of right now is to use anchoring wind, and then use gunpowder to drive the steering after the wind stops."

"Why not use a bellows?" Wang Zheng suddenly said while watching.

"I have thought about it too." Song Yingxing replied, "It's just that the hanging basket is small and the load is limited, so we can only use human power to blow the wind. I'm afraid the wind is not strong enough for this spaceship to travel against the wind."

"Hmm..." Wang Zheng pondered and said, "I thought, but I can borrow the power of the wind."

"Wind power?" Song Yingxing thought about it for a while: "A set of windmills are added at the front and rear respectively, the front car is driven by the wind, and the rear car is driven by the wind?"

"Of course!" Wang Zheng said.

"The old man is so clever...hahaha!" Song Yingxing laughed suddenly and said, "If you add a turntable under the gondola, and place the wind bellows on the turntable to deal with the wind, wouldn't it be better?"

"Not bad." Wang Zheng nodded again and again: "I'm afraid this thing is too heavy to fly."

"It doesn't matter, you can increase the air chamber and the stove to create hot air with fierce fire." Song Yingxing gestured on the blueprint: "If one air bag is not enough, you can make five and arrange them in a plum blossom pattern... Well, the hot air duct of the stove should also be divided into two parts. Five shares, put them in..."

Unknowingly, Zhu Cihong had already been excluded, and thought to himself: I just want a hot air balloon, you can get me a hot air airship, and now I want to build a sky fortress?Even if I'm really Taiwei Xingjun, the grandson of Emperor Tian, ​​God won't give me face and let this thing fly! (To be continued..)

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