In a room filled with cotton fabrics, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of confusion and confusion.
Having owned the entire Central Plains for twenty-five years, he had never laid on such a soft bedding except for silk bedding. What surprised him even more was that although it was already midsummer, he had only put on his cotton-padded clothes for a moment before he already felt hot all over, with sweat dripping from his back and inner thighs.
And this was something he had not experienced anywhere else.
He looked at Zhu Yunxi, who was kneeling beside him, picking up the bedding that he had overturned.
Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand to fan himself and asked: "There are so many Zhejiang...cotton things here. You kid must have asked someone to take care of this matter here."
Zhu Yunxi didn't know where he got a cooling fan, and called Sun Gou'er who came over to go into the house and tidy up the quilt on the floor. He fanned the cooling fan to cool down the old man.
And he also began to explain: "After returning to Beijing a few days ago, my grandson went to Shanglinyuan Prison and saw cotton being planted. He thought that this thing obviously grows very soft, but usually it can only be made into a hard material. The white folded cloth is really not what it should be."
Zhu Yuanzhang's brows twitched and he said: "So, these cotton fabrics that are still as soft as when they grew out were the solution you came up with?"
Zhu Yunxi immediately shook his head: "It can't be said that the grandson came up with it all. After all, the manpower was limited. The grandson put forward several ideas, and then the craftsmen in the palace and the supervisors tried many times, and finally That’s when we finally found a way.”
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, recalling that when he was scolded as an old hooligan by the woman in the room, he went out and saw the white cotton in his eyes, that is, the strong woman carrying a long pole on her back, a long pole like Something like a bowstring.
As the women struck, they made a bang-bang-bang sound, and as the trembling bowstrings played on the cotton, the clumps would be broken into pieces and then entangled together.
Come to think of it, that's the way to make cotton soft.
Zhu Yuanzhang said softly: "Okay, grandpa just put on the cotton coat for a moment, covered himself with the quilt and drank tea, and he was already sweating all over. This is good stuff!"
At this time, Yuan Sutai and others had already rushed over from behind.
Several people entered the house, and when they saw the cotton fabrics all over the room, as well as the clean and processed cotton piled aside, their faces suddenly became happy.
Yuan Sutai raised his hand and said, "My grandson has actually solved the cotton problem."
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "It's just a fluke. In addition, craftsmen worked day and night to solve the problem, so we found a solution."
Yuan Sutai nodded, and immediately turned to Zhu Yuanzhang and bowed: "Your Majesty, can you allow me to try these things?"
Zhu Yuanzhang is now in Shanglinyuan Yamen and is so happy that he can't help it.
After a while, Yuan Sutai, who had persisted longer than the emperor, reluctantly emerged from the quilt despite being sweating profusely, and took off the cotton clothes on his body in even more amazement.
Sun Gou'er, who had already packed his things, couldn't help but glanced at Yuan Sutai with some dissatisfaction. These things were all used by His Majesty just now. According to the rules, he was supposed to take them back to the palace, but they were used by this person.
Not knowing what Sun Gouer was thinking, Yuan Sutai had already turned around and faced the emperor and grandson.
"I congratulate Your Majesty on getting another treasure today!"
Yuan Sutai was indescribably excited at this moment, holding his hands and letting the sweat drip from his face.
Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled, also unable to conceal the joy in his heart.
He pressed his hands and nodded: "We know, we know too. Clothing, food, housing and transportation have always been the top priority of the people. Among them, food, clothing, housing and transportation are the most important. When I went to the palace today, I never thought that we would see two things. A good thing involving people’s livelihood!”
After saying that, the old man couldn't help but look at Zhu Yunxi fondly, who was standing aside with his hands folded.
Yuan Sutai sighed: "With the increase in grain production, we can gradually solve the problem of whether the people can have enough to eat. And now that we have these cotton fabrics, as long as they are used for a few years, there will no longer be cold winters in the Ming Dynasty." People who endure the biting wind and snow in the twelfth lunar month.”
Immediately, Yuan Sutai raised his hand and said: "Your Majesty, Shangliyuan Supervisor has saved a lot of cotton seeds over the years. I would like to ask your Majesty to issue an order to plant cotton in dry lands and mountains in Yingtian Mansion and Zhili. I am willing to use grain seeds." Increasing production and planting cotton is a lifelong endeavor, so we must work hard.”
"good!"
Following the request from Yuan Sutai, the right eunuch of Shanglinyuan Prison, Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly on the spot.
Then, he waved his hand behind his back and said solemnly: "With the order, the supervisors on the left and right of Shanglinyuan will supervise the three ranks, supplement the vacancies, take charge of the agriculture and mulberry affairs, and improve the affairs. All departments in the court should try their best to coordinate and serve My Ming Dynasty will be prosperous."
Zhu Yuanzhang, who originally planned to wait until he returned to the palace before making a decision, went to the court to announce that the Shanglinyuan Supervisor Yamen would be raised to a higher standard. After hearing Yuan Sutai's request, he made a decision immediately.
From the third grade!
In Beijing, you can directly take charge of Guanglu Temple and Taichang Temple, and even further, you can become the Minister of the Sixth Division.
When he is released to the outside world, he can participate in politics for various Taoists and be the chief official of Fanma Temple, Transfer Department and other yamen.
Even though he knew that Shanglinyuan Prison had passed today, it was considered that Jian was in the emperor's heart, and there would be a reward afterwards.
But what Yuan Sutai and his colleagues in the yamen did not expect was that Shanglinyuan Supervisor would directly become a large yamen comparable to the five temples.
The official rank of the left and right supervisors has been promoted to the third rank, so naturally everyone below them will also be promoted!
Although they still do the same thing, their status and power are completely different.
Yuan Sutai and others couldn't help but think too much.
Everyone knelt down and worshiped on the ground, shouting long live thanksgiving.
It seemed that he had seen the people of the Ming Dynasty, living a worry-free life and having enough food and clothing. Zhu Yuanzhang had the same imaginative smile on his face.
Zhu Yunxi silently walked to the old man's side and whispered: "Grandpa, in fact, the most important role of cotton now is to provide enough cotton armor to keep out the cold for the soldiers in northern Xinjiang."
Northern Xinjiang.
army.
Keep out the cold.
Battle armor.
The combination of several phrases immediately made Zhu Yuanzhang, who was still immersed in his imagination, twitch his brows.
He immediately came back to his senses, looked at Yuan Sutai and others who were standing aside with extremely respectful postures, and said softly: "We want to talk to the grandson about something."
There was no need for the emperor to say any more, Yuan Sutai and others immediately bowed and retreated.
Sun Gou'er looked around, looking at the quilts and other cotton fabrics all over the room, and finally gave up the idea of bringing some back to the palace today. Winter was still very early.
After Sun Gou'er left the house and closed the door from the outside.
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately looked at Zhu Yunxi with twinkling eyes, his expression far more excited than before.
Zhu Yunxi nodded silently: "My grandson has sent people to Zhili, Zhejiang, Huguang and others to purchase cotton. Although there is not much planting in various places due to the manufacturing method, if we purchase it carefully and return to Beijing, I think we can make it before this winter. A lot of cotton armor was shipped to Peiping."
While he was talking, he had already found a piece of cotton armor from the house.
It is made to be very compliant and not as soft or bulging as cotton-padded clothes. This is also to allow the officers and soldiers to perform their movements more flexibly.
In addition, in key parts of the body, the cotton armor is also covered with a layer of soft leather and then a layer of iron.
Zhu Yuanzhang had just experienced the effect of cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold and warm. At this moment, he was holding the cotton armor, weighing it, and hitting it several times with his fists.
Then he looked at Zhu Yunxi with a deep look: "Tell Grandpa how many pieces of cotton armor can be produced and sent to Peking this winter?"
Zhu Yunxi frowned, and after careful calculation, he said a very conservative figure: "Three to five thousand pieces of cotton armor can probably be made quickly."
"No more than one guard and horse..." Zhu Yuanzhang's expression immediately became tangled.
In the military system of the Ming Dynasty, one guard and horse numbered more than 5,000 people.
Even if a person wears a piece of cotton armor, he can only equip one guard of soldiers and horses. More than five thousand people would really be nothing if placed on the grassland outside the Great Wall.
Zhu Yunxi whispered: "Knife sharpening can still be done. The right thing is to familiarize the soldiers in advance with how to fight in the cold winter."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "Let's do it first. When the things are delivered to Peking, the rest depends on what your fourth uncle wants to do."
There was no such thing as tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of troops wearing cotton armor, heading north from the Great Wall to plow the Tingting grassland in the cold winter. This made Zhu Yuanzhang a little uninterested, and he waved his hand and opened the door.
Zhu Yunxi followed behind and looked at the sky.
It's time to rush back to the palace now, just in time for dinner.
Seeing that the affairs at Laoshan Palace were finished today, Zhu Yunxi was about to ask the old man if he wanted to return to the palace.
However, he saw Tian Mai hurried in from outside Zhuangzi, his face flushed because of the hot weather, and he came to Zhu Yunxi with the smell of sweat.
Tian Mai first stopped and bowed, then saluted Zhu Yuanzhang: "I'll see you, Your Majesty."
After finishing, Tian Mai came close to Zhu Yunxi's ear and reported in a low voice.
After he finished speaking, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but frown, and immediately attracted Zhu Yuanzhang who was outside the courtyard and looked at the house with the sound of cotton playing.
After Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and signaled Tian Mai to get down, his brows wrinkled and relaxed several times.
When the old man finally looked over, Zhu Yunxi immediately smiled and said: "Grandpa, my father is only a quarter of an hour away from the Imperial Manor. How about we finish our meal at the Manor today and then return to the palace?"
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his brows and snorted coldly: "Even your father ran out, is it because the chaos in Yingtian City has been eliminated?"
Zhu Yunxi could only nod, this matter could not be hidden no matter what.
He could only smile bitterly and said: "Recently, I have moved my son to the capital. In addition, the Lion Rock has been closed to the public. The bookstore publishes papers and newspapers. All these things combined have made the Shilin students more and more lively. Today seems to be There was an argument and some commotion, and people were walking along Chongli Street to the east wall."
Chongli Street is the east-west street in front of Hongwu Gate. On the south side of the entire street are the guards of the Imperial Guard, and on the north side are the yamen of various ministries and departments of the court.
Under the east city wall, in addition to Hanlin Academy, Zhanshifu, and Taiyuan Hospital, there is now a book and newspaper bureau that serves as a base for the dissemination of psychological science.
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard the sound, he looked in the direction of Yingtian City, and then smiled: "Since we have arrived at the meal, we will stay here and wait for the prince to come. We will eat together and then return to the palace."
The emperor wanted to stay in Huangzhuang for dinner, which immediately attracted the old village chief who was still watching people working in the fields.
Several women who were praised as the best cooks in Zhuangzi were pulled out of the fields by the old village chief and thrown into his kitchen.
In a short while, the prince's carriage also entered the Laoshan Palace.
Zhu Yunxi had asked Tian Mai to return to the city first and keep an eye on what was going on in the city.
And after looking at the kitchen where there were constant sounds of broken bowls and smashed pots, he went in and stayed there for half an hour.
Finally, there was a table of food presented to the emperor, the prince, and the emperor's grandson by the women of the Laoshan Palace.
After Zhu Yunxi used soap locust and plant ash to wash away the oil on his hands, he sat down where the old man and the old man were with the smell of oil smoke that could not be concealed.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at it silently, then happily picked up the vegetables with his rice bowl and ate it.
Zhu Biao looked at his son faintly, stretched out his hand, and before Zhu Yunxi could react, he scattered all the dust on his clothes.
Then, I heard Zhu Biao say softly: "Over there at Jie Jin, can you feel relieved?"
Zhu Yunxi added a piece of fried fish to his father's rice bowl and said silently: "Only when things change can you succeed. If you want to do something well, everyone must face it personally."
Zhu Biao smiled, nodded, picked up the rice bowl, lowered his head, and started to pull.
In the blink of an eye, the only sound left on the dinner table was the sound of three generations of the old Zhu family enjoying their meals.
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And in Yingtian City, especially in the direction of Dongcheng.
At this moment, the noise was so loud that officials from various departments and yamen rushed out to check the situation.
After several inquiries, most of the officials hid back in the yamen for fear of running away. They also asked the yamen officers to guard the door and not to let in an idler today.
Some officials who were doing good things were following the crowd that had crowded Chongli Street from a distance, standing on tiptoes and watching the noise in front of them.
Only a small number of people, after hearing the commotion outside the yamen, found reasons to leave the yamen. In the chaotic situation in Dongcheng, most people never paid attention to the whereabouts of these people.
Located at the base of the east city wall, in front of a newly built building that is at the forefront of the limelight.
A group of government officers and soldiers had already heard the sound and moved, blocking the entire front of the building behind them.
At this moment, there was silence in the newspaper office behind these officers and soldiers.
However, after a while, there was a noise coming from inside.
"Maester!"
"Executioner!"
"Something is going wrong! Those bastards are really coming to our door!"
A small official in a green shirt, who was captured by Xie Jin from the Hanlin Academy to work, rushed in from the small door opened on the side of the newspaper office with an anxious face and a hurried look.
The clerk was as light as a swallow at this moment, and he got into the newspaper office before anyone could see his face clearly.
In the room, there was a shout.
Finally, Jie Jin was buried in piles of books and the second issue of newspapers that had just been printed. His face was still stained with some ink, and he held a newspaper in his black hands. He straightened his back. came out.
The clerk finally found Xie Jin's figure, and immediately rushed over in a few bounds. He breathed heavily and said: "Bachelor Xie, something big happened! All those scholars came towards the book and newspaper office, and now they are already in It’s on the street outside.”
While he was talking, the clerk had already begun to count the number of people in the bookstore and newspaper bureau, thinking about how many people he could take out if something happened.
However, Xie Jin's expression did not change and he said calmly: "There are people from the army guarding the outside. Could it be that those people have already rushed in?"
The young official was stunned for a moment, then stamped his feet anxiously and begged: "Xie Xie, please leave here with me as soon as possible. You go to the palace and hide, otherwise if you really wait for those people to surround you, you I can’t leave even if I want to.”
At this time, everyone else in the bookstore also looked over.
Xie Jin looked around, with a smile on his face, and asked softly: "Everyone, we have inherited the ambition of Xinxue, and we are here day and night, just to promote Xinxue, promote the unity of knowledge and action, and teach me that scholars in the Ming Dynasty can understand the truth of the world. If you can understand that the words in the book are not holy words, you should have true knowledge everywhere in the world, unite knowledge and action, and seek the true truth!
Today, there are those who are incomprehensible, those who are angry, and those who are dissatisfied. They have all arrived today and want to denounce our lifelong career. Do you think that if there is life or death, how should we deal with it? "
Here, in the book and newspaper bureau, there are people who devoted themselves to the study of the mind that he found in Yingtian Imperial Academy, in the school, and among the scholars after Xie Jin proposed the unity of knowledge and action from Zhu Yunxi and hinted at the implementation of the study of the mind.
Everyone was listening to Xie Jin's inquiry.
There was never any discussion or concern.
These people, young and old, all started shouting.
"Unity of knowledge and action, seeking the true nature!"
"Unity of knowledge and action!"
"Seeking authenticity!"
Xie Jin smiled, and gradually laughed loudly, and then waved his robe: "In that case, today is when Mount Tai collapses in front of us, and I will go too!"
"We will follow suit!"
The little official who came to report the news saw Xie Xueshi and this group of scholars, ignoring the dissuasion, walked straight to the outside of the newspaper office.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
Anxious, my heart was burning, and I gritted my teeth, thinking that my grandson had been here countless times in the past few days. His eyes widened, he searched the house for a while, and finally found a handy stick. He stamped his feet, cursed secretly, and followed it straight away.
Outside the book and newspaper office.
By the time Xie Jin and others came out, the entire street in front of the newspaper office was completely surrounded by crowds.
When they arrived at the book and newspaper office, the officers and soldiers of the imperial army guarding the street were already lined up, and they blocked the young scholars in front of the book and newspaper office.
Seeing through the bodies of the officers and soldiers, witnessing the roars of these young scholars in front of him, Xie Jin's face finally became serious.
The entire crowd in front of the newspaper office was like a raging fire, roaring endlessly, almost drowning the office.
"Stop the book and newspaper bureau!"
"Walking in the Wenhua Palace, Hanlin scholar Jie Jin came out to apologize to everyone!"
"Crooked rumors should be burned!"
"Stop the book and newspaper bureau!"
"Jie Jin apologizes!"
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