Apparently, the emperor saw the great use of cement in construction.
The prince patted the non-existent dust on his hands, curled his lips and smiled, and officially pushed Zhen Qingyin out in front of the emperor for the first time.
"I know that my father has a good eye and is the best at recognizing goods. When I first saw the method and use of cement, I was as happy as my father. About a month ago, I met the niece of Minister Zhen by chance, and because of the same They were relatives of Duke Chao's family, and they could call each other cousins even when turning around the corner, so he chatted with her and asked her what books she had read recently.
She said that she saw a very interesting thing called cement in an ancient book. After hearing that cement was so miraculous, the son asked her to borrow the ancient book and try to develop it. After more than a month of continuous testing, it was finally completed. It happened to be in time for spring hunting, so he built the high platform for his father and the ministers to have a look. "
The emperor paused in his thinking for a moment before realizing who "Shilang Zhen's niece" was.
This young lady is extremely low-key. He had never known that Minister Zhen had a niece before. He only learned about such a person at the Prince's birthday party last year.
Seeing the rare tenderness in the prince's eyes when he talked about her, the emperor smiled and didn't take it seriously. He grasped the key point and asked excitedly: "You said cement can be made and is unlimited? Its raw materials are What?"
Infinite ambition rose in the prince's eyes, and his ambition burned: "Exactly! The raw materials of cement are mainly limestone, clay and iron ore powder. It can not only be used to build houses, but also to build roads!
There are three roads to be built in the spring of this year. Plans have just been drawn up, but construction has not yet started. Erchen suggested delaying and trying to build a road with cement first. If it was feasible, Erchen suggested that all future roads should be paved with cement. A sharpened knife will never stop chopping firewood, and Erchen is very confident in the cement road. "
The emperor stepped on his feet and laughed: "Everyone in the court knows that the prince loves building roads the most. I'm sure! Ministers, I will help you block it. This cement must be used well, but it will be a merit for generations to come! "
"Thank you very much for your consideration, Father!" The prince gratefully handed over his hands, "Father, you can visit the high platform later. My mother is waiting for my father to come back and have breakfast together."
The emperor couldn't bear to let go of the concrete floor under his feet. When he stepped down the steps, he said, "Is that ancient book still there? Bring it to me and see if there are any useful items."
The prince had already prepared: "Yes, I have brought it here. After breakfast, I will present it to my father."
The Emperor Zhenglong was overjoyed and boasted: "Miss Zhen has a sharp eye and has done a good deed that benefits the country and the people. She deserves a reward! Ask her later what reward she wants, and I will give it to you!"
The prince was asked to ask first because he was afraid that if she asked for an inappropriate reward, if she asked for too much, the emperor, whose private treasury was so poor that only rats would visit her, would be reluctant to part with it, or if she asked for less, she would lose the face of the royal family and the court.
The prince smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Isn't this an honest reason to summon her?
During breakfast, the emperor couldn't help but be happy. He gnawed on steamed buns and drank porridge. He enthusiastically told the queen about the magic of cement platforms and the use of cement in building roads and houses. He felt that his mouth was not enough.
The queen became interested and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Prince, I have never heard of cement before, where does this thing come from?"
Without waiting for the prince to answer, the emperor rushed to answer: "It was Master Zhen's niece who read it from an ancient book..."
Retell the prince's original words exactly as they were, as if he was present at the time.
After saying that, he looked at the prince with the eyes of a gratified old father.
Zhen Qingyin has a sharp eye, and his son is not bad either. Without the prince's discerning eye, this cement cannot be made.
The niece of Minister Zhen... The queen sounded familiar and turned her head several times before facing Zhen Qingyin's face.
It’s Zhen Qingyin again!
Last time during the Lantern Festival, she looked around among the young ladies all night long. Her eyes were dazzled and she didn't see Zhen Qingyin. Later, she didn't hear that they had any intersection, so she took a rest and took her to the prince. thoughts.
Little did he know that they had a private relationship.
The Queen's cold heart became hot again.
The prince is nineteen, and it's time for him to have someone by his side.
In the past, she was not in a hurry, thinking that the imperial concubine would worry about it, but she didn't know that the imperial concubine was just a Buddhist in the palace, and she was also a Buddhist in her son's marriage, and didn't care about anything.
She could only help the prince control his eyes.
The prince saw the expressions of his father, the emperor, and his mother, and felt relieved. There was no problem on the mother's side. If Cement pleased his father, there would be no problem on his father's side.
"Feng Youxi."
Feng Youxi hurriedly stepped forward and presented a yellowed and old "ancient book".
The prince said: "Father, this is the book. It is the travel notes of a former dynasty who failed to pass the examination. He was nearly fifty years old, with half a head of white hair, but he was not admitted as a Jinshi. He lamented that time flies by, and he could not live in this world in vain, so he traveled everywhere. , wrote this travelogue. There are biographies of landscapes and what he saw and heard, and cement is one of them."
Tan Yun, who was beside the queen, stared at the book with wide eyes, and asked the prince in a crisp voice: "Prince's cousin, can Yun'er take a look at this ancient book?"
The Queen hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please be careful. The ancient book from many years ago is still an original copy. Be careful not to damage it. Yun'er is good, I will ask the young lady of the Zhen family if she can make a copy. If so, , copy it out when the time comes, and show it to you first.”
The prince lowered his eyes and smiled.
The queen mother had an excuse to summon Zhen Qingyin.
Tan Yun is ten years old, and her appearance is similar to that of the queen. She is the second great-granddaughter of Marquis Chengen and the queen's grandniece. She was the queen's child who was chosen from her mother's family to accompany her children in the palace after listening to the emperor's words.
Tan Yun didn't show any disappointment after being rejected, and said smartly and honestly: "Okay, the little lady of the Zhen family likes to read this kind of ancient books. I think she is an interesting person, and I also want to make friends with her."
The emperor stopped eating half of his breakfast. He carefully took the ancient book and opened it carefully, fearing that his rough hands would accidentally break the yellowed and brittle paper.
As a habit developed over many years of reviewing memorials, the emperor glanced at ten lines and quickly filtered out unimportant information. One page indeed recorded cement, but he was a little disappointed after reading the entire book.
In addition to landscape travel notes, the author did record many interesting things, but most of them were tricks used by charlatans to deceive people, and the truth behind the scenes was written in them.
The emperor told one or two "magic tricks", and Tan Yun found it even more interesting and urged the queen: "Auntie, when will you summon Miss Zhen?"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, there is always a chance."
The four people at the breakfast table were chatting lively, but no one saw them. Feng Youxi's legs were trembling, and in the spring morning when the breeze blew, he was sweating profusely.
What kind of ancient book is that? It was clearly compiled by His Highness the Prince, five staff members from Zhan Shifu, who spent a month.
At that time, Miss Zhen casually mentioned the "unique ancient book", but what she gave to the prince was only a thin booklet.
The crime of deceiving the emperor!
Is it worth it for a little lady?
If the emperor knew the truth, the first person to be killed would be Feng Youxi.
