Unexpectedly, Ren Hengtai, the Minister of Civil Affairs, also coughed lightly and said: "The sage also said, don't talk nonsense about things you have never seen. Wang Shangshu has written a photo."

Did the saint say this?

Wang Jun frowned and was confused, but now that Zhan Hui and the three of them had stood up, but no one of the officials present came out to speak for him, he had already woken up.

I really thought about it just like Ren Hengtai’s last reminder.

Wang Jun glanced at Ren Hengtai gratefully, and then carefully and quickly scanned the faces of the emperor and the prince.

Fortunately, neither of them showed any displeasure.

Wang Jun immediately turned around and bowed to Zhu Yunxi: "I made a mistake, please forgive me."

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly: "What is wrong with the Ministry of Industry? If the Ministry of Industry does not say a word about these matters in the industry, then there is a problem."

Wang Jun's eyes flickered twice. Today he was too hasty and opened his mouth: "I...I am guilty..."

Ahem.

Zhu Biao finally stood behind and coughed lightly, speaking to ease the atmosphere behind Zhengyang Gate: "Whether the steam...steam engine thing is consistent with what the people at Taiping Mine said, I still need to see it with my own eyes." You know, let’s get moving now.”

After finishing speaking, Zhu Biao glanced at his son intentionally or unintentionally.

In my heart, I was thinking that I would have to teach this bastard a lesson later, not to be too satisfied with what I do and what I say.

Zhu Yunxi nodded and waved to Xie Jin and Zhang Ergong behind him: "Send one to Zhengyang Gate first."

Then, Zhu Yunxi came to the old man with a smile on his face: "Grandpa, please rest for a while. When this steam engine is hoisted on the city wall, my grandson will use this thing to lift thousands of heavy objects without any effort."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at his eldest grandson for several times. He couldn't tell whether today's incident was just a joke, so he waved his hand: "You can go and do some work. We'll just watch here."

Zhu Yunxi nodded in agreement, and took Xie Jin and Zhang Ergong to prepare the installation and move the steam engine to the three-foot-high Zhengyangmen city wall.

At this end, Sun Gou'er, the palace manager, has already diligently brought in two chairs.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince, please rest for a while. I see that Your Highness the Grand Sun will have to prepare for a while."

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed and looked back at his ministers: "You can do what you want."

The officials behind saw the emperor and the prince taking their seats.

Then he looked at Taisun who was still working with people under the city wall. It was obvious that it would take a while to get that steam engine onto the city wall.

Zhan Hui took the lead and turned to look at the officials from his staff department who were following him: "Let someone go to the Ministry of Works to bring stools over. Everyone can't just stand."

Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who was still thinking about his recklessness today, suddenly turned his head and looked at Mr. Zhan with a frown.

Is this guy really retaliating against himself?

Zhan Huize looked over immediately, his old face was no longer red, and he smiled cheerfully: "The Ministry of Industry is close to us."

Wang Jun opened his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "Why don't you go to Taichang Temple to move a stool?"

The Ministry of Industry is on the east side of Hongwu Gate in the East City, and Taichang Temple is on the west side. They are both the government offices closest to Zhengyang Gate.

Just when the two of them dislike each other.

All the officials suddenly burst into an uproar.

Zhan Hui and Wang Jun immediately turned around and looked around.

I saw it under the city wall of Zhengyangmen

Next, the carriage covered with oilcloth has been opened.

A steel component estimated to be four feet high, two and a half feet wide, and five feet long was placed heavily in the carriage.

Under the bright light that passes over the city wall, this steam engine reflects the unique luster of steel metal.

Those structures that seemed extremely complex and dazzling to the Ming Dynasty who entered the capital, even if they were not activated at this moment, gave the monarchs and ministers present a great visual impact.

This thing is no ordinary thing!

Although the steam engine can pull tens of thousands of heavy objects, but just by looking at it, no one thinks that this thing is fake.

"Is it all made of refined iron and steel?" Zhan Hui also muttered subconsciously.

Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who originally disliked him, nodded blankly: "It weighs no less than three thousand kilograms."

"How much will it cost?"

This question was asked by Ren Hengtai.

Yu Xin, the little transparent person in the court, said in a low voice: "In addition, the labor cost is no less than a thousand taels."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Hui and Ren Hengtai frowned at the same time: "Huh?"

Yu Xin was stunned, and then immediately added: "This is probably the cost of making the steam engine now. If we spread it out and make more in the future, and the craftsmen become more skilled, several thousand kilograms of copper and iron will not be worth a lot of silver.

”

He kept staring at Ru Yu who was busy working under the city wall to get it on the city wall, and said: "It weighs three thousand kilograms, and it is not easy to get it on the city wall."

"It's a pulley (the ancient name for a pulley)!"

An official from the Ministry of Industry has already pointed at a set of pulleys added to the city wall.

Then, the officials who raised their heads couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Pulleys have been around since ancient times.

It’s not a rare thing, it’s just that the pulley mounted on the city wall at the moment is different from the ones in the past.

I saw a few craftsmen leading the officers and soldiers to build a large steel frame on the edge of the city wall. The top of the frame was higher than the city wall.

The top of the shelf is another rectangle, which is divided into two groups, with more than a dozen pulleys fixed in different positions.

The wrist-thick hemp rope passed back and forth between these pulleys, and then hung down to the bottom of the city wall.

Then the craftsmen led the officers and soldiers to carry sandbags and bricks to the city wall.

Although it was blocked by the city wall, most of the officials under the city wall knew that these things must be used to press their feet.

"Haha! It's moving! It's really moving!"

On the city wall, two teams of officers and soldiers, under the command of Zhang Ergong, began to shout slogans in unison and straightened the two ropes. The officials under the city wall gasped in unison and were amazed.

Then I saw the steam engine, which was estimated to weigh three thousand kilograms, being lifted up by two ropes, separated from the carriage, and began to rise in the air.

"Wang Shangshu, this thing is not owned by the predecessors."

Zhan Hui looked at the new pulley on the city wall with a smile, turned his head and asked Wang Jun quietly beside him.

Wang Jun's face was tense and ugly.

"It still depends on whether the steam engine can lift a heavy weight... No! If it can lift a weight of three to five thousand kilograms without any effort, I will ask myself to resign!"

Yu Xin, the left servant of the Ministry of Finance, who was only half a step away from the six ministers, suddenly heard a faint voice from behind.

"I would like to go to the Ministry of Works to work for His Majesty."

Wang Jun's brows suddenly condensed, and he turned back to stare at Yu Xin with a murderous look.

A few moments.

About the time of one stick of incense.

The officials under the city wall saw two bamboo poles extending to both sides of the pulley's steel frame, which seemed to be opening some buttons.

Then I saw the entire pulley frame driving the steam engine and began to move toward the city wall.

A loud bang came from the city wall.

Then everyone saw Zhang Ergong, the pioneer eighth-grade craftsman in the Ming Dynasty, directing people to thread two more ropes on the pulley.

A total of four ropes were lowered to the city again

Under the wall.

At this time, people began to carry bags of coal from under the city wall to the city wall.

At the same time, someone was connecting a huge steel plate and four hemp ropes together under the city wall.

"Come here, move the rocks, weigh them, and put them on the lifting platform."

Jie Jin stuck out his head from the city wall and shouted boldly down below.

So someone else brought in huge stones from outside the city, and someone else moved a scale and placed it in front of Zhengyang Gate.

Wang Jun raised his eyebrows, jumped up from his stool and walked to the weighing platform.

"Three hundred and twenty pounds."

"Get on the lifting platform."

"Three hundred and seventeen pounds."

"Three hundred and six pounds."

"Three hundred and thirty pounds..."

"..."

Every stone was weighed and Wang Jun checked it with his own eyes. There were no errors or fraud.
To be continued...