Zhu Su felt quite proud of his success in changing the topic from poetry to investigation of things, and also deceived Fang Xiaoru and Xu Yungong. After taking a hot bath, he left Zhuangzi. On the mountainside behind Zhuangzi, there is a heavily guarded kiln. Zhu Su's top priority right now is to develop fine steel that can be used to make high-quality fire guns, and to bake cement that can quickly build cities.
When it comes to forging steel, Zhu Su has a manual on home-made steelmaking that he read in his previous life. At a certain period in later generations, there was a vigorous steel-making boom in China, and every village set up blast furnaces to engage in large-scale steel-making. Although it is said that the scrap rate is also very high, compared with the early Ming Dynasty, such steel-making furnaces are sufficient for use.
Although some details are still being tested. But Zhu Su believes that given time, these steel furnaces will be able to produce steel of far higher quality than today.
Cement also needs to be explored. Zhu Su only knew the general formula, but the cement produced in the trial is still unusable and breaks into pieces when he holds it. It also takes time.
"Your Highness. There is something I need to discuss with you." Xiang Deng came over. Zhu Su only found out after asking that there was no money in Huangzhuang's books.
"Didn't the palace allocate enough money for half a year? It's not even a month and it's already been spent?" Zhu Su was a little stunned. There are currently few talents in Huangzhuang, so Xiangdeng is temporarily in charge. It's hard not to wonder if the eunuch's eyes were opened when he saw the money.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty! Even if I have 10,000 courages, I would not dare to reach out to your head!" Xiang Deng knelt down directly in front of Zhu Su. "It's really hard to get in and out these days, and the unexpected expenses are too much..."
As he spoke, he began to complain. First, many of Wu Wangwei's family members were settled, which cost a lot of money. Then there are raw materials such as lime, iron ore, coal, etc., all of which are purchased from various places by river transportation, which is very expensive.
Then Zhu Su himself renovated his mansion and spent a lot of money on building fire walls, building water channels, erecting water towers, etc.
"Then Zhuangzi originally had land, but there was no income?" Zhu Su couldn't believe that such a large land would be able to earn a lot of money from whatever he did in future generations.
As a result, he had to make ends meet in just one month?
"The real estate in Zhuangzi has some output. It's just that before, these farmlands were dedicated to Bifeng Temple for real estate."
"The tax grain produced has been delivered to the great monk in the temple in advance before it was classified as an imperial village. It's not yet time to collect taxes for the next season..."
"Why don't you, Your Highness, ask them to pay the tax in advance?" Xiang Deng suggested.
"...You should step back first." Killing the goose to get the egg? He's not stupid enough to do such a thing.
Xiang Deng didn't dare to say anything, so he resigned. Zhu Su sat in the room and thought about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt more and more panicked.
The fields here were temple property in the Yuan Dynasty. After Lao Zhu established the Ming Dynasty, he cut the fields here from the property of Bifeng Temple and distributed them to farmers.
But it was only a few years ago that the Ming Dynasty was established? What tricks did the bald donkeys in these temples use to swallow this land into their mouths?
In the fifth year of Hongwu, there was already such land annexation in the suburbs of Yingtian City. What about Jiangnan? Where else?
"Come on! Prepare the ceremony!" Zhu Su said loudly.
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Are these bald donkeys gathering their wool on my head, Zhu Su? You really dare to bully me for being young and ignorant?
When I came to Bifeng Mountain, I didn’t go to Bifeng Temple to meet my neighbors on the mountain. Now, I just happen to visit with my neighbors!
A parade of ceremonial guards for the feudal lord were quickly prepared. This is the first time Zhu Su has used the ceremonial guard of the vassal king since he became the king. Otherwise, Zhu Suping would put on the royal robe of a feudal lord with his usual carefree appearance, and he immediately became solemn and solemn.
Two platoons of Wu Wangwei, who had been training for half a month, were wearing helmets and armor. Although they were only teenagers, they lined up as neatly as one person. There was a murderous aura in his eyes, and he couldn't tell that these people were just new recruits.
"Fifth Uncle, are you going to destroy Bifeng Temple?" Li Jinglong was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he put on his sexy moon-white gown. It's just that my face has tanned a lot from exercising in the past few days, but I'm no longer so charming. He looks more like a wretched bitch than a young master.
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"What's the point of ruining the place? We've been here for so long and we haven't even visited our neighbors. Today I thought of it and naturally wanted to say hello to my good neighbors. Since I have to say hello, wouldn't it be rude if I didn't show off my guard of honor?" Zhu Su smiled and said, The look in his eyes is full of evil demeanor.
When Li Jinglong saw it, he became even more excited and decisively asked to accompany him. He couldn't believe what Zhu Su said about visiting neighbors. These days, he has learned that his fifth uncle is a lawless master who is accustomed to enjoying himself. He is even more victorious than Li Jinglong. Even the toilet bowl used by De Gong must be made of white porcelain. It must be placed in the house and specially made to be flushable. What does the toilet sound like? Li Jinglong has long admired Li Jinglong for his dandy style of enjoying life. Would such a person be polite enough to visit those bald donkeys?
Decisive to keep up! The two evil young men led a large group of King Wu's guards and charged towards the Bifeng Temple on the mountain. The abbot of the temple was so frightened that he heard that soldiers had been sent from the imperial village at the foot of the mountain, that he brought the monks from a distance to greet them. "I didn't know that when His Highness King Wu came, the small temple failed to welcome him, yet he still begged for forgiveness!"
"Small temple? I think your temple is not small at all." Li Jinglong is indeed a troubled person in Yingtian Mansion, and such an ordinary sentence can find fault with him. He looked at the majestic mountain temple with admiration in his mouth and ridicule on his face.
"Great monk, to maintain such a big temple, you need a lot of incense money, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the fat abbot was so frightened that he knelt down on the spot. It was not that he had never seen a noble man before, but this was the first time he had seen a noble man who brought soldiers to the temple and threatened him without caring about his face. Isn’t it a bright future now? Why are the nobles of the Ming Dynasty more barbaric than the nobles of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties?
Zhu Su didn't say anything, and led the guards directly past the abbot and into the temple. A monk who just eats fast and chants Buddha's name can grow so fat, big-headed, fair-haired and fair. He doesn't believe that he is not so rich that he could beat Zhu Su to death. Awesome! Such a Buddhist temple appeared only a few years after the establishment of the Ming Dynasty. It seems that Bifeng Temple is not ranked high in Yingtian?
The primitive accumulation of capital is bloody. Loot these fat monks? Seems like a good idea.
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The monks of Bifeng Temple fought with each other. They discovered that the young and short His Highness King Wu looked at them like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Lord Buddha, is this a disaster from heaven? During the Ming Dynasty revolution, I was lucky enough to survive. Didn't I expect that in today's peaceful and prosperous age, I would die here and my karma will disappear?
Zhu Su looked around the temple and walked to the main hall in the center. When he saw the majestic statue of Sakyamuni Buddha with shining golden light, he felt even more angry. Too lazy to deal with this group of people anymore, he turned his head and looked at the fat abbot, "I will give you three breaths to think clearly."
"How much is the rent paid in advance by you and others in the fields owned by King Yamashita? Do you want to give it to me or keep it?"
"If you want to give it, I will offer a stick of incense to this Buddha. You can keep it if you want. I have warriors under my command, so you can take it yourself."
"You can also deceive me. This is a Buddhist temple, and I am still young. If it were burned by mistake, my father would only blame it a little bit..."
This straightforward threat scared the fat abbot to the point where he could no longer call himself a monk. He immediately took a few steps on his knees, tied his hands to Zhu Su and kowtowed:
"Your Majesty, your grace! Your Majesty's grace! How dare you take the first step and swallow up the prince's rent?"
"There is someone who has deceived this little monk! He is the only one who is wrong among all the mistakes! Your Majesty, have mercy on me! Your Majesty, please have mercy on me!"
In an instant, people knelt in front of the Main Hall. These monks, who were usually solemn and dignified, had no demeanor as monks. At this moment, they were no different from ordinary people who took advantage of the situation.
"Who is it?" Zhu Su asked coldly. From the chattering among the monks, Zhu Su already knew that this plan was devised by a wandering monk who lived here. Since there is such an evil monk, Zhu Su does not recommend using him to kill chickens to scare monkeys and clean up the temple's discipline on behalf of his neighbors.
"Haha, what His Highness King Wu is looking for is a young monk? This plan was devised by the young monk. If His Highness wants to kill or behead him, he can just attack the young monk. Why bother to scare those common people?" A voice came from behind the palace. Different from the panic of the group of monks at this time, this voice was calm and upright.
Quite Zen-like. The magnetic voice seems to have a natural ability to confuse people.
Zhu Su turned his head and saw a monk in black robes coming out from behind the palace as if strolling in a court, and he clasped his hands in front of Zhu Su and performed a Buddhist salute.
Sorry, I have some personal matters today. There are fewer updates. I will update more tomorrow!
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