Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 917 Forge ahead

  Emperor Hongzhi was raised by Xiao Jing.

  That's why Ren Xiaojing thought about it, and I'm afraid he can't imagine that His Majesty, who has followed the rules all his life, would do such a thing.

   But Xiao Jing was a little confused at this time.

   His Majesty asked himself calmly if he would share his worries.

  According to Xiao Jing's many years of experience, he suddenly realized...things may not be as he imagined.

  He deliberated over and over again, wondering what he wanted to say: "Your Majesty..."

   "Your Majesty..."

   Outside, an **** came: "Fang Duwei entered the palace to ask for an audience."

  Fang Jifan...

  Xiao Jing was taken aback for a moment, he looked at Emperor Hongzhi cautiously.

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "Call in."

  Fang Jifan came here in a hurry, and he couldn't live his life. Many people gathered around the "Ball Classic" journal. In Xishan, many people wanted Zhu Dashou's ball commentary.

  As long as someone stirs up the flames, even Fang Jifan can't do anything about these things.

  He entered the palace in a hurry, the one who had to tie the bell after untying it.

   Arriving at Fengtian Hall, Fang Jifan bowed down: "My son has seen Your Majesty."

  Emperor Hongzhi saw Fang Jifan, smiled and nodded: "Fang Qing's family, why are you here at this time?"

  Fang Jifan smiled wryly and said: "Your Majesty, my son is here... I implore Zhu Dashou to write a ball review to solve the urgent need."

   Zhu Dashou...

   Xiao Jing's jaw almost dropped.

  Fang Jifan looked for Zhu Dashou, did he find His Majesty here?

  He glanced at Emperor Hongzhi.

   But he was disappointed.

  His Majesty did not show any superfluous expression on his face, but he said with a smile: "Oh, this... is there any payment for the manuscript?"

   "..." Although Fang Jifan was mentally prepared for this, but...he still underestimated His Majesty's lower limit.

   face?

  Having a son-in-law like Fang Jifan, doesn’t it improve His Majesty’s moral level a little bit?

  Your Majesty, you are lowering the moral standards of the relatives and friends of the old Fang family.

  Fang Jifan's face twitched, and he tried hard to smile: "Yes."

  Emperor Hongzhi tapped the imperial case with his finger: "How much?"

  Fang Jifan said: "Three hundred and twenty thousand words."

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "How about this, I ordered Zhu Dashou to also open a ball classic, and specially invited Mr. Zhu Dashou to write articles and commentaries on the ball. Fang Qing's family, tell me, which of the two ball classics will be better?"

  Fang Jifan's heart sank to the bottom: "Eight hundred taels of silver and one thousand words!"

  Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "Less is less, if that's the case, then I will give you a ball review."

  He didn't hesitate, he was the base of the case, and pulled out a thick stack of paper.

  Xiao Jing's pupils kept shrinking.

  He's...shocked.

   Even a fool.

  Xiao Jing can probably understand what's going on.

  He slapped his head: "Your Majesty, this servant understands, Zhu Dashou is His Majesty, Your Majesty is Zhu Dashou, Your Majesty..."

  The smile on Xiao Jing's face was uglier than crying, he wished he could die here in the palace.

  Days are gone.

   It's no wonder that recently, I feel more and more wrong. Now that I explain it like this, the truth becomes clear.

  Pa-ta... Xiao Jing prostrated himself on the ground without saying a word, and he was completely shocked.

Emperor Hongzhi ignored him, but took out a few sheets from his stack of papers: "Here, there are 1,300 characters, let's distribute them first. I have 17,000 characters left here, of course, There is no need to rush, just a few, player analysis, and discussion on tactics, your 'ball experience' is not in a hurry to send it out at once anyway, we have a long flow."

   "..." Fang Jifan was stunned.

  He stepped forward obediently, took a few pages of paper, and opened it. The densely packed words made my head hurt from counting. Every one of them was silver. Your uncle, is it easy for Fang Jifan to earn some money? Gosh, it's all brick by brick, hard-earned money from house sales and ball games.

  Fang Jifan endured the speechlessness in his heart, and obediently accepted the ball: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, my son is a loyal and honest person, and the money will be presented tomorrow."

"It's not money, it's manuscript remuneration. I don't like you talking about money all the time. If you spread the word, if you don't know, you'll think you're really rich. Besides, the money is not for me, it's for Zhu Dashou. Remember that .”

  This matter should naturally be kept secret.

  How can it be known.

Fang Jifan smiled wryly: "Your Majesty is so noble. My son listens to His Majesty's teachings like a spring breeze blowing on his face. What His Majesty said is that what you hate the most is the person who stinks of copper. In this world, the most important thing for me is Loyalty, followed by loyalty, and finally loyalty. My son..."

  Emperor Hongzhi pulled his face down: "Go, print it quickly, don't delay."

Fang Jifan held those few pages, and his mind was very complicated. He wanted to say something, and finally heaved a sigh in his heart. Forget it, let’s not talk about it. I can’t say it. , "The Classic of Balls" is just a small head after all, but once "Zhu Dashou" brings out huge popularity, the business that can be derived in the future is infinite, eight hundred taels of silver and one thousand words, hehe...

  …

  As soon as Fang Jifan left, Xiao Jing kowtowed like garlic.

  Suddenly, his head was bleeding.

   But Xiao Jing didn't care at all, and kept kowtowing.

   "The slaves are not human, the slaves don't know..."

  Emperor Hongzhi heaved a sigh of relief: "Enough is enough, I am really more and more disappointed with the factory guard."

  It was hard to hide the loneliness on his face.

   This is not Xiao Jing's problem.

  The problem lies with the factory guard.

  The dignified governor of the East Factory, his eyes are smeared. You Xiao Jing is not ashamed, but I am not.

   "This..." Xiao Jing looked at Emperor Hongzhi cautiously: "Your Majesty, this...this..."

  Emperor Hongzhi said indifferently: "I have been thinking that over the years, the factory guards have suffered from many problems, and they need to be rectified, but I don't know how to do it."

   "..."

  Xiao Jing cried: "Slaves and servants, there is no merit but hard work."

   "The country's most important weapon is credit. Is it true that the factory guards who are investigating the Quartet only rely on hard work?" Emperor Hongzhi was thoughtful.

  Xiao Jing didn't dare to take the fight anymore, he just shivered.

  Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "This is your good fortune. If Fang Jifan was an eunuch, how could it be your turn to supervise the factory guard here?"

   "..." Xiao Jing didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

  Emperor Hongzhi seemed to be worried.

  The factory guards are the minions and eagle dogs of the emperor. This is the power directly under it, which completely represents the will of the emperor. If there is a problem in this link, it will be... a big trouble in the future.

  It's just...Emperor Hongzhi couldn't let go of Xiao Jing, after all, he was a loyal servant for so many years.

   Besides, if Xiao Jing is not allowed to control the factory guard, then who is suitable?

   Except for Fang Jifan, there are almost no candidates.

  Emperor Hongzhi sighed, feeling a little pity. If Fang Jifan could be divided into several, and one of them entered the palace, it would be a fun thing.

  But then I thought, how can I think of my son-in-law like this, I am so sorry for Xiurong.

   Immediately, after getting rid of distracting thoughts, he thought of the exciting scene where countless people wanted to ask for his own ball commentary. Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help raising his eyebrows, secretly pleased, and felt an indescribable sense of joy.

  …

   Tens of thousands of laborers continued to build the road despite the wind and snow, and the roadbed was finally closed.

One of the students published a civil engineering survey method during the "search". The survey of the road is extremely important. This student is naturally talented, otherwise it would be impossible to be a scholar After that, he entered the engineering college to study, and after the start of the new city, he practiced on the construction site all year round.

Coupled with the appearance of the "Quest" journal, more people like him began to think hard about the thesis. According to the usual theory and practice, he proposed the concept of the triangular point of the guide point and the benchmark point, which is the terrain. The survey provides a theoretical basis.

This paper quickly aroused huge repercussions. On this basis, the theory of surveying began to slowly take shape. Although many theories are still very rough, even... naive, more is the theoretical summary of previous practice. .

   But in this way, the improvement of surveying and mapping level also provides the possibility of segmented construction.

   Tens of thousands of people, more than a dozen engineering teams, after repeated experiments, began to try to construct at the same time.

  In the heavy snow, Chang Wei walked the entire road with a simple leveling instrument on his back.

  Next, make a mark, and repeatedly modify the plan on the drawing.

  Even if there is only one problem in these engineering teams, there may be deviations, and some deviations may put the project in an embarrassing situation.

The students of these engineering colleges are like a group of children. Fang Jifan gave them countless silver and let them write ink on a piece of white paper. Although their predecessors provided them with a lot of civil engineering experience, these bits and pieces Scattered, disorganized experience, never summed up.

   Now, with the start of many huge projects, they start to summarize again and again, and on this basis, they renovate.

  Finally, the roadbed is basically completed.

  With the efforts of tens of thousands of people, they braved the wind and snow, braved the cold winter, and stepped in the mud. A wide road stretched from that new city to Dingxing County.

  The next step is to quickly lay cement, level the ground, and lay asphalt.

   This process is cumbersome, but it is well organized.

   It’s Chinese New Year.

But staying in the shed, Chang Wei looked at the heavy snow outside and shrunk his neck. This kind of temporary shed can't prevent the wind and snow, so that he has to wrap himself in a thick coat, even if he is sleeping. I dare not take it off.

  The hot water will cool down after a while, so many people on the construction site have to drink. The drink is cold in the mouth, but it gets hot when it enters the stomach, and it can bring warmth to the whole body.

An oil lamp was lit, five or six students stared at the blueprints on the table with their bloodshot eyes, some asked questions, some tried to answer them, but the whistling north wind outside was blowing Howling, creepy.

  ...

  I'm sleepy, go to bed, everyone should go to bed early, the water will flow, tomorrow, continue.

  (end of this chapter)