Nanmen Street.

Zhu Gaochi looked at his old man carefully.

What he said has made it very clear, that way is the Qinhuai River, which is not a place where people like them can wander around.

Even if nothing is done, it is still unsightly.

What's more, there are still concubines and ladies in the palace here today.

Ren Hengtai and others also silently focused their eyes on the emperor.

There were many women in the emperor's harem, but no one ever thought that the emperor in front of him was a king obsessed with women.

In fact, for the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, womanizing was just a task.

A large clan is a responsibility that any king should have.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly.

These people are good at everything, but they always make all kinds of assumptions about a thing from the worst possible point.

"I saw that the place over there was not as bright as the other side. It was actually quite different, and it attracted people to find out."

In the air, Xie Jin's sword was already soundless, and one after another, it was about to cut Zou Xueyu alive.

Zou Xueyu looked embarrassed.

Today, he was still thinking about entering the palace to meet the saint, but now that the emperor was right in front of him, he had no intention of letting the emperor see his thoughts.

But right now, I have no choice. If my husband doesn't speak up and explain for me, the chief assistant and others probably don't want to speak either.

Zou Xueyu walked silently from the back of the crowd to the front.

He was annoyed that the spies deployed by the government in the city were still a little slow. They should have found out when the emperor had just left the palace, and then he would have immediately informed the cabinet and the central court.

This way, the emperor could be stopped near the imperial city as quickly as possible.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zou Xueyu who came to him, thought for a moment, and then showed a clear look on his face: "Oh, he is our Yingtian Prefect. Speaking of which, you are in charge of both the city and the outside.

You know the situation best over there, right?"

It's really too bright over there.

It was so bright that Zhu Yuanzhang found it strange.

It has never been seen before that there is such a bright place in the city at such a night.

Zou Xueyu suppressed his embarrassment, nodded and said: "Go back... That's the Yingtian City night light project that Yingtian Mansion just worked out with the Ministry of Industry not long ago. I... also made a memorial before and sent it to the cabinet."

He and Ying Tianfu just drafted a plan together with the Ministry of Industry, and it was the cabinet that approved it. In the final analysis, this matter is not just a matter for Ying Tianfu and himself.

Zou Xueyu held the principle that everyone should shoulder difficulties together and spoke out.

Jie Jin, who was standing behind him, immediately rolled his eyes.

This kid didn't realize that he still had the potential to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up: "Yingtian City night light plan?"

Zou Xueyu nodded: "It's a new technology that Zhang Shangshu and the others just developed a few days ago. It uses human and animal... excrement as raw material and ferments it deep underground to produce a gas. As long as it is transported through pipelines and controlled, it can light up the lights.

All around.

Qinhuai River... No! There are usually a lot of people on the Confucius Temple side, and the south bank is even more crowded day and night. Therefore, more raw materials are produced than elsewhere.

Therefore, I thought that if the new technology developed by the imperial court could be used in people's livelihood, it would benefit the people. I wrote a memorial to the Ministry of Industry, and after getting permission, I immediately developed it.

But we all make night lanterns on the north bank of the Qinhuai River, on Gongyuan Street."

Zou Xueyu thought hard and explained a lot before making what he said more comfortable.

He couldn't say it, because there were a bunch of river houses with hooks on both sides of the Qinhuai River, where there were countless prostitutes throughout the day, and countless people stayed there at night.

The people here poop and pee every day, and it can be regarded as the most common place in Yingtian City, so the night light project was decided on the Gongyuan Street line.

Finally, Zou Xueyu did not forget to confess that what he did, in terms of details, was to illuminate the Confucius Temple, Fuxue, and Gongyuan on one side of Gongyuan Street.

"Poop can light up?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was as curious as a baby at this moment.

His eyes searched among the ministers in front of him.

Zhang Ergong bowed and walked out from the corner.

He lowered his head and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the gas produced by the fermentation of feces buried deep under the ground is sent to the place where it is needed through pipelines. Only through control can it be safely ignited and illuminate the streets."

Zhang Ergong has been a pure technician from the beginning. These days as an official and the position of imperial minister gave him some different insights.

At this moment, besides retaining the technical aspects, he felt that he had carefully reported the technical matters to the emperor in a more straightforward way.

However, it is destined to be.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not pay attention to the technical aspects. He only paid attention to the answer given to him by his minister of the Ministry of Industry, which was that human feces could pass through a bunch of means that he did not understand, and then illuminate all directions at night.

This is what he cares about most.

So naturally, Zhu Yuanzhang spoke again: "Since this thing can be ignited and illuminated, can it also be used for heating? Or, can it be used by ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty, so as to save the people's troubles in winter?

The suffering of firewood.”

Zhang Ergong nodded honestly and said: "According to the test of ministers and others, it can be done. However, this method is very dangerous. At the beginning of the verification..."

When we first conducted the verification according to the method given by the Emperor Taisun, there was a scene in the process that people never want to recall again.

That sky full of...

Zhang Ergong couldn't help but closed his eyes.

Zhu Yuanzhang was nervous for no reason: "But the casualties are heavy?"

In essence, Zhu Yuanzhang is a kind person.

He can kill corrupt officials, but he is never willing to oppress good officials and people in the slightest.

As soon as he heard what Zhang Ergong said and looked at him at this moment, he thought that in order to get this thing, the people under the Ministry of Works suffered heavy casualties.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Ergong immediately explained: "Back to Your Majesty, there are no casualties. It's just that these raw materials... can easily explode underground, and the scene is very embarrassing..."

After Zhang Ergong explained this, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately reacted.

That sky full of...

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly felt an inexplicable smell coming from his nose, which forced him to breathe heavily.

"It's a good thing that there are no casualties."

But in the end, Zhu Yuanzhang's hanging heart fell steadily.

Zhang Ergong added: "It's just that although it has been applied to people's livelihood in the city, it is still risky. So this is why I chose the site near the Qinhuai River, in order to build the cellar for storing raw materials.

Underground by the river bank. In this way, even if an accident occurs, the river water can flow back immediately, reducing unnecessary casualties and losses."

"Go and have a look."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were shining as he looked at both sides of the Qinhuai River, which was brighter than anywhere else in the city, showing great interest.

Zhang Ergong is naturally indispensable.

On the contrary, Ren Hengtai and others still wanted to persuade him, but knowing that the emperor could sneak out of the palace, they would definitely not listen to their advice.

Everyone silently turned their attention to the crown prince standing next to the emperor.

Zhu Biao also wanted to go to the Qinhuai River for a stroll to see what the new Yingtian City night light project looked like.

He said softly: "Since it's over there on Gongyuan Street, let's go and take a look."

The prince also said that he wanted to go there.

Suddenly everyone present turned pale, but they were helpless.

It's like in a group, the chairman and general manager both agree to do something.

Can the department managers below still have objections?

Unless you don't want to mess around anymore.

Unable to stop the emperor's family from sneaking out for a wander, Ren Hengtai could only fix his murderous eyes on Zou Xueyu, the magistrate of Yingtian who was standing aside.

"Zou Zhifu."

Ren Hengtai just called out in a faint tone.

Zou Xueyu was suddenly shocked, and immediately stood up and raised his chest: "I will ask the Military and Horse Department and the government officials to go to the street to clean the streets and arrange them."

Zhu Yuanzhang was already leading a large family at this time, walking from Nanmen Street to Dongpailou and Gongyuan Street.

Hearing Zou Xueyu's words, he turned around and said calmly: "There is no need to mobilize troops like this and disturb the interest of the people in the city. Just send people to guard the streets. I don't believe that there can still be assassins in Yingtian City of the Ming Dynasty.

Something happened!"

Zou Xueyu silently agreed and arranged for his men to rush to the Qinhuai River quickly.

Few and.
To be continued...