Quick Wear: After Binding the Boss

Ge Zhengqing's body trembled. As expected, it came. Fortunately, he had checked it a long time ago.

"Uh... it's a calligraphy."

"Hmm? Show it to me."

Emperor Cheng'an thought it was something like a longevity painting.

When the "Fu" character on Xingzhou is unfolded, it is just a huge "Fu" character written on red paper, which can be pasted on the door.

"??? Is this the gift he prepared? Does he have no money? It's so shabby. Did he give this in previous years?"

Fortunately, this was not his birthday, otherwise when it was read out on the spot, Xingzhou would be embarrassed if not him.

"That's not the case. In previous years, His Majesty the Fourth Prince mostly copied prayer scriptures by hand, and sometimes he would draw a picture."

As a popular figure around the emperor, he naturally should know what he needs to understand.

"What? You're too lazy to write scriptures this year?"

Emperor Cheng An glanced at Ge Zhengqing.

Ge Zhengqing was so frightened that he trembled, thinking, who can I blame for this? In the past, even if you got the scriptures copied by the Fourth Prince himself, you didn't care, but now you are angry.

At last, Emperor Cheng An sighed and said, "Forget it. Go to my private storehouse and pick out some good things for him, and make amends to him on my behalf."

"promise."

Ge Zhengqing was surprised that the emperor really liked the Fourth Prince.

You know, the emperor, as the supreme ruler, cannot make mistakes. Even if he makes a mistake, at most he will give some compensation, but I have never heard of him admitting his mistakes, especially to his own son.

It was rare for ordinary people to have it, let alone the emperor who stood at the top of power.

Therefore, the next day, many people came into Xingzhou's courtyard one after another.

Qingying and Xiaolingzi helped to settle down. If they continued like this, they would not be able to accommodate their small courtyard.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the Emperor wants me to apologize to you. In the past, the Emperor did not pay attention to Your Highness's growth..."

Ge Zhengqing was a talkative person and he talked a lot.

Hearing this, Xingzhou began to doze off.

"Father is really willing to lower his face. Xingzhou would like to thank Father for his love."

Xingzhou waved his hand, indicating that he forgave the emperor.

As soon as the New Year was over, Xingzhou felt that he should not waste time any more and it would be better to take the initiative.

So Xingzhou wrote and drew, and went to see Li Boheng in the name of discussion.

"The emperor, the emperor is very happy."

Without waiting for the class to end, Li Boheng asked everyone to review their lessons on their own and went straight to see Emperor Cheng An.

"Teacher, what are you so excited about?"

"This old minister is here to congratulate the emperor."

"Oh? Where does joy come from?"

"Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince is intelligent, not only in studying, but also has a deep understanding of water management."

Li Boheng took out a pack of papers from his sleeve, on which were drawn some strange things horizontally and vertically.

"what?"

Emperor Cheng An was stunned at first, then he flipped through it hurriedly. He saw that the pictures were exquisite and the content was detailed. There were windmills to move water, river diversion, ditch digging and canal opening, and with the help of topographic maps, all the arrangements were displayed in detail.

In addition, Xingzhou wrote on the last page: I have another idea. There is a kind of lime mud. After it dries and hardens, it cannot be broken by a knife. If it is used with fire bricks, the house will be strong and can better withstand the impact of rain. It’s a pity that the paper is too small to write it down.

Finally, I drew a cute smiley face.

Not to mention the emperor, even Li Boheng was confused after seeing it.

"Did he write this too?" Emperor Cheng An looked up at Li Boheng.

"Your Highness did tell me a few things, but..." No one expected that the Fourth Prince would be so outgoing.

"Ge Zhengqing, go find Xiao Si, go quickly."

Ge Zhengqing was waiting outside. When he heard Emperor Cheng An's order, he hurried to find someone.

As for Xingzhou, he naturally didn't go anywhere. He was tending to a weed by the stove in the house.

Xingzhou secretly took out the spiritual spring water, mixed it with ordinary water and poured it on the pot. Otherwise, in such a cold day, he would have frozen to death even by the fire.

This weed was none other than potato, which he bought from the mall. He would plant it first to see if it worked, and if so, he planned to spread it widely in the world.

When the time comes and we combine it with sweet potatoes, we won’t have to worry about the people of Dajing not having enough food to eat.

"Your Highness, the Emperor invites you." Ge Zhengqing came to the East Fifth Office in person.

"Okay, I get it, let's go."

Xingzhou had long guessed that the emperor would summon him and had been waiting for a long time.

"What do you want me to do, old man?" Xingzhou walked into the imperial study with swagger, as if he was walking into his own study.

Mr. Li has left, and Emperor Cheng An is alone.

"Did you come up with all these?" Emperor Cheng An waved the drawings in his hand.

"Yes, in fact, some people have had these ideas in the past, but they either didn't form a system or the officials didn't take it seriously. I just put them together, it doesn't count."

"And this last magical plaster?"

"I do have an idea for this, but I don't have the actual material, so I can't test it out."

Xingzhou pretended to be distressed.

"Whatever you need, I'll have someone get it for you."

"Limestone, coal, iron ore, etc. In addition, I also need a high-strength furnace..." Xingzhou reported a long list of items to Emperor Cheng'an.

Emperor Cheng An got a headache after hearing this. There was no way to deal with such words in the palace.

Emperor Cheng An tapped the table lightly with his fingers. "Well, there is a furnace for burning red bricks in Nanyi Huangzhuang. I will have someone send the things you want there. As long as you can make the lime mud, I can directly make you a king and let you attend the court."

???

I work hard for Dajing, but you want to repay me with evil?

"I can be crowned a king, but forget about attending court. I don't really want to report to work."

Xingzhou's eyes drooped, as if he had lost his soul.

Emperor Cheng An clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and calmed down. He knew he couldn't win.

Oh shit.

"Then I will grant you a favor and you won't have to go to court every day."

"I won't go to the grand court meeting held every ten days either."

I endured it. Emperor Cheng An felt that his threshold for anger was constantly rising.

"Row!"

"If possible, once a year..." Seeing that Emperor Cheng'an's face had turned as black as charcoal, Xing Zhou quickly changed his tone, "Okay, father, don't worry. Give me a month and I will be able to get it done for you. Just be prepared for the decree to confer the title of king."

The next morning, Xingzhou took Qingying and Xiaolingzi and went to Nanyihuangzhuang with light equipment.

Let him give Princess Yan some shock from being a fellow villager.

When you see the birth of cement, you will be scared to death.

Xingzhou first checked the kiln, and found that its strength was barely enough. As long as there was no problem with the kiln, the manufacture of cement was still very simple, but it could not be fully automatic like in later generations.

Whether it is the mining, transportation or crushing of limestone, it all depends on manual labor.

In order to prevent dust from entering the workers' bodies, Xingzhou also developed masks first.

In fact, Dajing now also has a "mask" in a broad sense. It uses a face towel wrapped with herbs to treat diseases and protect oneself when there is an epidemic.

Xingzhou found an embroiderer and made some minor modifications to turn it into a mask in the modern sense, which can prevent most dust from entering the lungs.