Of course, Governor Yang would not know that less than two hundred meters away from his straight line, a group of people were repeating Ye Guangfu's unfinished career.

But it's no big deal.

"Feng Sanyuan?"

Yang Xin repeated this strange name in confusion.

"When I go back to the governor, this person is from Yiwu and came to Beijing with Xu Du. He lives in a house in Anfufang with a group of Yiwu accents, and lied that he was a vendor who came to Beijing and was waiting to open the river and return."

Sun Yunhe said.

Of course, Yang Xin would not even check it.

The next day, he asked Xu Xianchun to arrange someone to stare at Anfufang, and also drew a sketched portrait of the figure for them. In fact, this portrait was enough. The Jinyiwei had already set his sights on Xu Du and his group, but he had to confirm it. The Jinyiwei, who was in charge of stalking, immediately confirmed it after seeing Feng Sanyuan, and the rest was a more detailed investigation.

"but……"

Sun Yunhe wanted to speak but stopped.

"explain!"

Yang Xin said.

"When the governor, the house they lived in was from Ke Guangxian's house."

Sun Yunhe gritted his teeth and said.

"Ke Guangxian?"

Yang Xin smiled immediately.

"Governor, should you go in and search?"

Sun Yunhe said carefully.

Of course, he understood that this had risen to a fight between gods, but the Jinyiwei Beiya was originally the subordinate of Governor Yang. Since Xu Xianchun took over the North Yai, this institution was respected by Governor Yang. In this case, there was no other choice and he had to show his loyalty to the boss. Feng Sanyuan's group must have problems, and it would be even more problematic to get involved with Ke Guang first, but searching means going to war with Hakka again. Of course, it is best to find something. If you can't find it, you have to face the anger of the Madam Fengsheng.

Although the latter has been a little cold recently, his status in the palace has not been shaken.

The emperor still cannot live without her service.

"Search? No, what else can they do? At that time, Madam Fengsheng will have to cry again. There is no need to make trouble for the Lord Long Live. By the way, you will bring me something with me to the palace."

Yang Xin said.

After saying that, he walked straight outside.

At this time, he was at home. Sun Yunhe quickly followed behind and followed Yang Xin to the front of the gate with the four Jinyiwei who were accompanying him. Two four-wheeled carriages were already waiting here. Then they went out together. Yang Xin was in front, and Sun Yunhe and several others guarded the carriage and quickly turned to Xi'an Gate.

When I arrived in front of Xi'an Gate, I saw a few people waiting outside the reception station. These were coming to offer treasures or science-related books, machinery, technology, and even new crop seeds, including new prescriptions and medicinal materials. Because there were more and more, the Tianqi could not have met them in person. They had been changed to a screening system. They came here to submit and undergo inspection, and then reviewed in advance by several heads of the Academy of Sciences according to the classification of the donations. If they were somewhat valuable but not high, they would give the patent if they needed to be granted. If they did not need to be granted, they would be given ten taels of silver for travel.

A truly valuable recommendation to Apocalypse.

Generally, people like Song Yingxing, Mao Yuanyi, and Wu Zhiwang are responsible for the review.

Just kick it out if you are a fraud.

This is also essential. In fact, the proportion of money fraud is very high. To date, people still use those messy and miscellaneous firearms to offer treasures, such as deformed magic guns. Get out of here. However, because Apocalypse is making steam engines, those craftsmen who truly understand technology are highly valued.

After all, those parts have to be transformed from drawings to real objects, and this must be achieved by a real skilled craftsman.

Yang Xin took a carriage and went straight to Xi'an Gate as the guards' salute, then turned to the Academy of Sciences. He saw Wu Zhiwang coming towards him. It was obvious that what he was waiting outside was medical. He has now completely become the head of the medical department of the Academy of Sciences, and his official title is still the Minister of Taichang Temple, but in fact, the affairs were completely handed over to Shaoqing. Before his son Wu Xianzhe's term of office was completed, he was directly appointed as the prefect of Chengdu by Tianqi, as a compensation for Wu Zhiwang's inability to continue to be a magistrate of the border.

Old Man Wu is actually very willing to be an official.

He had always been the governor of the three sides, and then committed suicide because of his ineffective suppression of bandits and his subordinates.

Yang Xin greeted him, then went straight to the Academy of Sciences, and Sun Yunhe and others continued to follow.

This Academy of Sciences is already very large.

Starting from a dedicated corridor between Xixinsi and Daguangming Hall, it is divided into multiple areas to the south with Tu'er Mountain as the center. The top of Tu'er Mountain is an observatory with various astronomical instruments, a giant astronomical telescope that looks like a cannon facing the sky, and a huge four-sided clock tower provides time for the entire area. The core of the entire Academy of Sciences is the special working place of Apocalypse, which is actually the original rotary grinding platform, surrounded by a circle of newly built high walls, and there is a circle of walls outside, which is actually two walls, with a guard regiment patrolling the corridor in the middle.

There is also a circle of water outside.

There are two gates in the north and east.

Outside the east gate is a dedicated imperial road, which is also a closed corridor, leading to the Xuanwu Gate of the palace.

This is what Apocalypse goes on everyday.

The north gate was passed by someone else.

"What good things are you bringing?"

Tianqi looked at the carriage behind Yang Xin with great anticipation.

"Princess Le'an!"

Yang Xin saluted to the girl beside him and said.

The latter quickly returned the gift.

This is the daughter of Xi Li, the little sister of Tianqi. She was already fourteen years old at this time and looked quite mother-like. Of course, she is still just a big luoli and has a good relationship with Xiaocao.

"Your Majesty, your hot air balloon is ready."

Yang Xin then said to Tianqi.

"Quick, take it out and give it a try!"

Apocalypse immediately said excitedly.

Behind Yang Xin, Sun Yunhe and others quickly carried out something from the carriage, and under Yang Xin's guidance, the ball of the hot air balloon was quickly spread out. This was huge. On the other carriage was a hanging basket, woven with bamboo, and an iron skeleton was used. The stove above was also separate, and the three parts were assembled by Yang Xin and them. Soon a huge hot air balloon was completed. Then Yang Xin lit the stove, and as the flames of whale oil burned, the huge hot air balloon gradually bulged.

Apocalypse can't wait to get in.

"Your Majesty, you have to give it a try first."

Yang Xin quickly stopped him.

Then he winked at Sun Yunhe, who went in without hesitation, and Yang Xin immediately entered the basket.

The hot air balloon is rising slowly.

But this is still a balloon tied.

There is a rope under the hot air balloon, tied to the stone railing of the rotary grinding platform, otherwise it would be too troublesome to get it back.

In the gaze below, the hanging basket Yang Xin and Sun Yunhe was riding was getting higher and higher, and soon it had risen to more than ten feet. Then it was pulled by the rope below and drifted towards the city wall in the air with the wind. However, because of the small wind, it quickly stabilized in the air.

"Pull it down!"

Yang Xin shouted on it.

At the same time he turned off the stove.

The Jinyiwei and the guards below pulled the rope and quickly pulled them back to the ground.

"Your Majesty, there is no problem, you can take it."

Yang Xin said.

The Apocalypse entered the hanging basket without hesitation.

"You guys, follow with the guards."

Yang Xin said to Sun Yunhe.

The latter is still trembling.

His Majesty the Emperor was obviously stronger than his. As Yang Xin reignited the stove and cut the ropes below, the hot air balloon was left again. The excited roar of His Majesty the Emperor immediately sounded in the sky. Sun Yunhe, who had recovered from below, quickly went out with the Jinyiwei and the guards, along with the special carriage of the Apocalypse, and at this time the hot air balloon had begun to float out of the city wall with the wind.

"Your Majesty, use this!"

Yang Xin in the hanging basket said.

Only then did the Apocalypse realize that there was a telescope on the side of the hanging basket, and it was a double tube.

He immediately lay on the telescope and then adjusted his vision downwards. At this time, they had risen to more than two hundred meters high, which had already exceeded the commanding height of the entire capital, which is the height of Tu'er Mountain. The latter was said to be fifty feet high, but in fact it was only about a hundred meters. There was no technology to measure such a vertical height of the mountain in ancient times. It can be said that the first time Agent appreciated his capital at such a height, because the wind was very small and the hot air balloon was floating slowly. The location had just crossed the city wall, and the entire capital was spreading in front of him, and it was completely visible from east to west.

It seemed as if the whole world was at his feet.

Even the wilderness outside the city wall was clearly visible through a telescope.

"This is my paintings!"

He said with emotion.

But in fact, there is nothing good to look at. It was the first month of the year, and the whole capital was gray. Even the wilderness outside was gray. Especially the Xicheng District opposite the telescope, most of which were civilians. The wealthy families in the capital were concentrated in the North City and Dongcheng District, especially the several yards next to the palace. The Xicheng District, especially the southwest part of Yang Xin's Xianyifang, belonged to the low-end residential area.

Otherwise, how could the gunpowder depot be placed in this area?

"The people's lives are not good!"

Apocalypse said.

His telescope was facing the street, and the people could see clearly the clothes.

It must be understood that the north of the Ming Dynasty has always been poor, with essential differences between the north and the south. The northern grain yield per stone is considered high-quality land, which is generally six or seven dou. It is almost impossible to rely on sufficient food and clothing for such a yield per mu. The capital city relies on the canal transportation to support it, and it is impossible to survive without the canal transportation. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the city starved to death by hundreds of thousands of times. It was because Zhang Shicheng sent a batch of grain to survive. Without Zhang Shicheng's food, Emperor Shun of Yuan had long abandoned the city and ran away.

Such a city cannot be rich, it just barely maintains it.

Especially in the city, most of them are military households, and their lives are even worse. It can be said that what is presented to Apocalypse is definitely not the Qingming River Map. He cannot see his picturesque country, and it is just slightly stronger than the old photos in the late Qing Dynasty.

He could not see bright and bright colors before his eyes.

His vision is only gray.

The dying gray.

"Your Majesty, why don't you find a family and see how their daily lives are in?"
Chapter completed!