After coming out of the Wu Mansion, Liu Mingqi thought about Wu Yeshuang's words just now.

As the horse slowly moved forward, the boy smiled coldly.

Don't mess with me, otherwise I will make the "Fire of Finnia" and let you try what God's punishment is.

Having said that, the picy bomb needs to be made more small.

It is best to make it into the shape of a grenade.

However, this requires more precise molds, or simply make them into the wooden handle grenade mode used by our army during World War II, which is easier.

At that time, let Dazhu and Fan Shan put more on their bodies and throw them out when they encounter fierce enemies. I think anyone can stop them?

While he was imagining that the three of them were holding grenades and fighting out a bloody path surrounded by enemies, suddenly the horse shook, and then neighed and fell to the side.

Liu Mingqi was quite quick to react. She immediately pressed her hand on the saddle, kicked her legs, and jumped up, just avoiding one of her legs being pressed by the horse.

It would be strange if the horse weighed down by hundreds of pounds. This leg would not be broken.

When he landed on the ground, Liu Mingqi saw the left foot trembling in front of the horse. After a closer look, the joints connected to the legs were bleeding, and the injury was quite serious.

Dazhu was a man who knew the horse. He went up to look at it and shook his head: "There is a pit on the road, and the horse's hooves just happened to step in. Now it's probably ruined."

This is what the people call "the horse's trampling".

Liu Mingqi looked at the road. It was more than 20 meters wide, but it was made of soil, which seemed quite uneven.

Especially in the middle of the road, due to the long-term crushing of the wheels, it piled up high.

And these days, perhaps because it has rained, there are some bumps in the middle of the road, which is also the main reason for the horse's loss.

It's really amazing!

When he first came here, Liu Mingqi still ran all the way, but it was smooth.

Now walking slowly, the horse has fallen into it, almost making Liu Mingqi cheat.

Liu Mingqi squatted down, touched the horse's head, and ordered: "Dazhu, go and call a cart, pull the horse back to Prince Yu's mansion, and then see if it can recover."

"OK."

Dazhu turned around and took back a big truck and a few helpers soon.

Seeing them struggling to put the horses horizontally on the cart and pull them towards the Royal Palace in the Imperial City, Liu Mingqi no longer had the interest in continuing to ride a horse.

This horse has been following him for several months and is in his youth. Liu Mingqi rides it every time he goes out of the city. He didn't expect that he might retire so soon.

Even if such leg injuries are healed, they are no longer suitable for long-term running. At most, they can be used to pull carriages in the city and trot slowly.

Therefore, no matter how many livestock such as horses are, there is no enough.

Because you don't know when it won't work.

It is also true on the grassland. At first glance, it looks like an endless grassland, but there are moles everywhere, and what you are best at is digging pits.

Many horses from the grassland were planted on it and were destroyed in an instant.

But it is easy for them to add, because the total number of ethnic groups is large and they can catch wild horses from time to time.

But in Dakang, if one horse is injured, one less horse will be injured, so you can only buy it continuously.

The boy who simply walked home walked for more than an hour in one go.

This was the first time he looked at the city so seriously.

"Don't you want better roads to walk?" Liu Mingqi became even more strange. "Don't you work hard if you don't ride horses on weekdays?"

"Of course, everyone is working hard and hopes to have a good road, but there are too many problems involved." Su Zishan understood what Liu Mingqi meant, and he slowly said: "First, the entire imperial capital is so big that millions of people live here, how many bluestone slabs are needed to be enough? These stones are not produced near the capital, so they are transported from a distance, which is too much burden.

Second, it is not permanent to pave the road with bluestone slabs. There are so many people walking around every day, especially heavy objects on the carriages and horses, which will not take long to repair them. How should the repair materials and labor costs be calculated? I am afraid that it will not be able to fight hundreds of thousands of taels a year."

Liu Mingqi didn't believe it: "It's so expensive?"

"I won't tell you the price of repairing bluestone slabs in the palace, that's not comparable." Su Zishan pointed and said, "We are responsible for the repair of the imperial city, which is the responsibility of our Imperial Palace. Last year, it seemed to be 30,000 taels of silver, and the previous year was 40,000 taels of silver.

There are no cars and horses in the imperial city that are often overwhelmed, and the outer city and inner city are dozens of times larger than the imperial city, and the number of people is a hundred times larger. The number of vehicles and cargoes is probably more than a thousand times higher. Do you think you can do it well without 300,000 taels of silver as a foundation?”

Liu Mingqi thought to himself: "To sum up two reasons, raw materials and transportation costs are expensive, and the cost of repair and maintenance is expensive."

"right!"

Su Zishan nodded in agreement, "This is a long-term burden, and it must be done every year, otherwise if you don't repair it for one year or two years, the previous investment will be completely useless. The imperial court has to use it on the blade even if it has money. Where can it be used on irrelevant trivial matters like the road?"

Liu Mingqi shook her head and smiled.

The road is not a trivial matter.

If you want to be rich, build roads diligently.

One of the most important reasons for the rapid development of modern China is that it falls on this road and transportation.

If the roads were not connected to the north and south and ran through the mountains and rivers, where would the personnel flow, and where would the various resources come from to integrate to form a powerful force?

But Su Zishan's other sentence also came to the point.

That is, for a court, no amount of money is enough.

This is true in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

What's more, the Dakang Dynasty has suffered frequent disasters over the years, and there are hungry victims everywhere.

The emperor and the court could not even give out food, so they were forced to use bran porridge to provide relief. Where did hundreds of thousands of silver come from to repair the roads in the capital every year?

If you say something, you will definitely be impeached by the censor.

...

After saying goodbye and leaving, another problem of the city emerged in Liu Mingqi's mind.

Roads are a reflection of urban development, but the city's drainage and sewage discharge function is the conscience of the entire city.

If it is just a built road without a good underground drainage and sewage system as an auxiliary, the city is still incomplete.

If laying bluestone slabs requires huge expenses, then building a drainage and sewage system will cost at least ten times or even dozens of times that of bluestone slabs.

If you think about the sewage discharge system in the palace, you will know that there are no tens of thousands of people and tens of millions of taels of silver to make the foundation, you will never be able to do it.

Money is just one of the problems.

In fact, as a modern person, Liu Mingqi cannot not know the benefits of cement floor, but he has never expressed this idea.

The fire furnace temperature required for the cement process is a big problem, but now he is already showing off. It is hard to say that it has no negative effect when he takes out a magical object such as cement.

Who are you?

Why do you need to build roads and sewage discharge systems for the capital?

What are your intentions?

Aren't these still follow-up questions?

The court will never allow a clan's family to win people's hearts like this.

well!

The boy sighed to the sky.

Why is it so difficult to do something?

In ancient times, it was so difficult to change something and do something good?

I was walking out with a sad look here. A group of people came out from the gate of the police yamen, not far away from the gate of another Imperial Government Office.

The leader was wearing the official uniform of a third-rank official and was about to get into the sedan chair, but he saw Liu Mingqi at a glance.

"Your Highness, Prince?"

Miao Yan's black face squeezed out a smile and waved to Liu Mingqi to say hello.

"hehe!"

Liu Mingqi smiled back, turned around and walked to the other side.

This Miao Heizi only wanted to kill me last time, but suddenly laughed at me today. It would be strange if there is a good thing!

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Note: I watched more than a dozen videos taken by foreigners in the late Qing Dynasty. Our capital was covered with loess and unevenness. When the wind blew, the sky was covered with yellow sand, and when the rain was raining, it became a mud.

Therefore, all ancient TV dramas, involving shots of city streets, are too contrary to historical reality if you can see neat stone bricks with your head down.

The heroes and girls usually walk in the dust, so how can they be so glamorous?

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Chapter completed!