The most important thing is that if this experiment has great value and can get huge returns, then Han Du can still grit his teeth and come up with ten thousand mirrors.
But Han Du has long known that even if this experiment is successful and reaches the point where iron melts and gold shines, it will not be of much use. Are you just using this thing to make iron? Why use these mirrors when you can do it with a blast furnace? What's more, this thing relies heavily on sunlight. For example, in the current winter, the temperature of the light is almost low. Let alone 10,000 mirrors. Even if Zhang Bei prepares 100,000 mirrors, it is impossible to melt iron and make gold shine.
However, it was not easy for Han Du to directly reject the students' ideas, as that would severely dampen their unbridled creativity. So, I wrote a paragraph on the application: There are so many mirrors, where do you put them?
"Really? Where should I put the mirror?" Zhang Bei immediately fell into deep thought after receiving Han Du's reply.
As New Year's Eve approaches, Han Du walks on the street and looks at the falling snowflakes from the sky. He stretched out his hand to catch a piece. It was not big, only the size of a fingernail. It fell into the palm of Han Du's hand. It was washed away by his body temperature and quickly melted into a little water stain.
Such a little water stain was inconspicuous, but it made Han Du sigh: "This winter is colder than last year!"
Han Du deeply knows why this is, the Little Ice Age. Han Du has changed a lot since he came to the Ming Dynasty. Queen Ma, who was supposed to die of illness in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, lived until the thirtieth year of Hongwu. Zhu Biao, who originally died young, may be doing well now. The original maritime ban that "no one was allowed to enter the sea" due to the intrusion of Japanese pirates has now disappeared. Even the ships of the Ming Dynasty have spread all over the South China Sea, and a few have even gone as far as the Western Ocean.
But in the face of this natural climate change, Han Du is still very powerless.
Fortunately, Han Du was quite pleased that every household on both sides of the street was using coal stoves and had kang beds burning in their rooms. Coupled with enough food and sufficient clothing, at least they could survive in such weather. , and no one will freeze to death.
At least, that's the case in the capital.
On New Year's Eve last year, Han Du was still climbing on the ice and snow on the grassland. Therefore, this year's New Year's Eve is extremely precious to the Han family. After Han Du had a banquet in the palace, he hurried back home to celebrate New Year's Eve with his family.
It’s the beginning of the new year, when everything is getting better.
A eunuch rushed over and summoned Han Du into the palace.
Following the eunuch to Qianqing Palace, the eunuch stopped outside the palace and shouted in a sharp voice: "The Duke of Zhenguo has arrived~"
"Quick pass!"
When Han Du heard that it was a girl's voice, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and walked into the hall.
The next moment, he almost bumped into a girl who was rushing out.
"What happened?" Han Du didn't have time to salute and asked in a deep voice.
Han Du noticed that today's summons was weird from beginning to end. Zhu Biao was supposed to give the order to summon him, but it was his sister who took the order.
"Brother, the emperor is sick!" Han Jingyun looked a little scared.
Han Du's expression suddenly changed. What could make the girl so frightened must not be a minor illness.
"The Emperor is inside?"
The girl nodded quickly.
"Take me in quickly."
"Brother, come quickly."
With that said, Han Jingyun brought Han Du inside.
As soon as he entered, Han Du saw Zhu Biao lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face turned pale. Zhu Rui was sitting on Jindun and put his hand on Zhu Biao's wrist.
Han Du quickly stood still and made no sound so as not to disturb the court judgement.
After waiting for a moment, Zhu Xi retracted his fingers and put Zhu Biao's hand into the bed. After discussing with several other imperial doctors, he said to Han Jingyun: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is overworked and has poisoned his heart. I will boil the medicine first and give it to the Emperor. It will not take long for him to get better. But your Majesty, please remember that in the future, Your Majesty, please stop working too hard. Otherwise, if the disease continues to recur, I will be helpless."
"Thank you, King Zhou." Han Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Zhu Xi gratefully.
As long as the emperor is okay, the emperor's appearance before really made her
I was shocked.
Han Du looked at the girl strangely. She was just overworked. Although Zhu Zhu said it was serious, she was not so eager to summon him into the palace~
Han Jingyun seemed to notice Han Du's gaze, subconsciously turned around, and then whispered: "Just now, the emperor coughed up blood."
Coughing up blood...that's scary.
Han Du's eyes widened. No matter what time it was, coughing up blood was a sign of serious illness.
Seeing that Zhu Rui had finished writing the prescription, Han Du took the opportunity to come forward and pay homage: "Your Majesty, Han Du, pays homage to the King of Zhou."
Zhu Ru seemed to be quite tired, he just sighed and nodded to Han Du, and then left with a group of imperial doctors.
Symptoms like overexertion go away as quickly as they come on. Within two or three days, Zhu Biao was already feeling much better, as if he had completely recovered.
However, when Han Jingyun saw that he had just recovered from his illness, he started reviewing the memorials again, and he reviewed one batch until late at night. Still couldn't help but remind me: "Your Majesty, His Highness King Zhou has told me not to work too hard anymore and to pay more attention to rest."
Zhu Biao sighed helplessly, turned to look at Han Jingyun who was holding the ginseng tea in his hand, and said, "I also want to rest, but there is no other way."
Shaking his head, he continued: "The Ming Dynasty is too big. After the grasslands are cleared, the territory from the Far North to the north, Hami to the west, Annan to the south, as well as the Nanyang and the West, are all the territory of the Ming Dynasty. These tens of thousands of miles of land, How many things happen to countless people every day? Which one of these does not require me to deal with one by one?"
Putting down the ginseng tea in his hand, Han Jingyun hugged Zhu Biao's arm tightly. He said with a hint of tears: "Your Majesty, do you know? This time you scared me, scared me. When I saw you coughing up blood, I didn't know what to do? You said that if you had What...what do you want me to do with my two children?"
"I know." Zhu Biao reached out and patted the back of Han Jingyun's hand to comfort him.
Then he sighed and said: "But what can I do? My father also worked hard at night to review the memorials. Although I am not as good as my father, I can't even do this poorly, right?"
Han Jingyun also fell silent. The Ming Dynasty is now much bigger than when it was in the hands of his father. Naturally, there are many more matters that need to be handled by Zhu Biao.
Although she couldn't imagine how to face such a situation, she suddenly thought of Han Du.
So, he tentatively said, "How about we let my brother think of a solution?"
Zhu Biao had already prepared the idea of biting the bullet and continuing to hold on. Now when he suddenly heard Han Jingyun's proposal, his heart was not only moved.
"Perhaps Han Du really has a way..."
Then he nodded to Han Jingyun and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will call him here tomorrow to ask."
"Hmm~"
...
The next day, Han Du was summoned to Qianqing Palace.
After the ceremony, Han Du smiled and said, "Looking at the emperor's glowing face and full of vitality, he must be in good health."
Zhu Biao smiled and nodded: "I'm fine, but I've been sick for the past few days, and more and more memorials have piled up."
Hearing this, Han Du quickly reminded: "Your Majesty, King Zhou wants your Majesty to rest more."
"I know." Zhu Biao nodded, and pointed helplessly at the pile of memorials on the imperial case, "But I know better that if these memorials are not reviewed as soon as possible, I am afraid that major events in the world will be missed."
On the one hand, it is necessary to rest, but on the other hand, the memorial must be reviewed as soon as possible. It is indeed a dilemma.
If it were Han Du himself, he would definitely choose to rest. But obviously, Zhu Biao would choose to finish reviewing the memorial, even if it was harmful to his health.
"Your Majesty, can I take a look at these memorials?" Han Du's heart moved and he bowed down.
Zhu Biao leaned back in his chair and pointed at the memorial casually: "Of course, you can read it as you like."
Han Du was not polite, stepped forward, reached out and picked up a memorial.
"...There will be little rain for plowing this spring, and the plowing has been postponed, fearing that there will be less food in autumn...
...."
This is a report on spring plowing in a certain county. It says that during the plowing this spring, there was not much rain, so the plowing was delayed a bit, which may result in a reduction in the autumn harvest. I want to remind the court to prepare early... .
Is this memorial important? On the surface it seems very important. When it comes to spring plowing and grain production reduction, everything has a huge impact.
But upon closer inspection, this memorial is not mentioned at all. This is only the situation in one county. Handu quickly searched other counties around it, but did not find the same situation. In other words, the lack of rain during spring plowing only happened in this county. It may not even be the case in the whole county, but only in some places.
Even if the lack of rain affects grain production, given the current size of the Ming Dynasty, as long as other counties do not have this situation, the grain loss can be easily wiped out by other counties, and it does not matter at all.
In other words, the county magistrate used a very heavy tone and said a trivial matter.
Han Du quickly found dozens of memorials and took them all talking about such insignificant things. Among them, there is only one important thing that really affects the world, and that is the fact that some tribes on the grassland, after demarcating guard posts, crossed the border for grazing and had conflicts, directly destroying a guard post.
"Your Majesty, these civil servants want to tire you to death on purpose!"
Zhu Biao was stunned and asked in surprise: "How do you say that?"
Han Du's thoughts wandered to Lao Zhu and said: "Because of Hu Weiyong's rebellion, the Imperial Examination abolished the Zhongshu Province, abolished the prime ministership that had lasted for more than a thousand years, and caused dissatisfaction among all officials. The emperor still remembers Bar?"
"Remember." Zhu Biao was also on the side of the civil servants at first. He also believed that the prime minister should be reinstated, but he did not dare to bring it up due to the majesty of his father.
Han Du nodded and continued: "I won't go into what Huang Kao thinks. I will only say that after Huang Kao abolished the prime minister, all the officials were very dissatisfied with it and even hated Huang Kao."
