Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

"It's only five hundred thousand taels."

"There will be many places where money will be used in the future."

Zhu Yunhuan picked up a thick stack of banknotes from Long Shu's shore without caring, shook his head and complained.

We have just conducted a preliminary analysis, and a few of the preliminary ideas will cost a lot of money.

Not to mention future plans.

It means breaking down some of the things that can be done at the moment into smaller parts, and the money spent will certainly be much more than estimated. After all, when a thing is implemented, there will always be some links that are beyond the original expectations.

"what?"

Ma Sanbao immediately scratched his head with a puzzled expression. This was almost one-tenth of the tax silver in the Ming Dynasty’s treasury, and you call this “just”?

But then I thought about the situation in the backyard.

Suddenly I felt it again.

For this master who spends money without blinking an eye, it seems to be true...

"Send someone to call the Minister of Works."

"As for Song Zhong, after I finish talking to the Minister of Works, let him come to see me."

"Also, ask Zhuo Jing, the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, to wait in the side hall."

Zhu Yunhuan casually placed a stack of banknotes on the table and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, this stuff will be spent soon."

Ma Sanbao looked at the banknote with heartache - his master didn't treat the money seriously at all.

But he knew it was not his place to interfere.

I could only answer yes.

Backed out.

Soon, Ma Sanbao came in leading a tall and thin old man with gray hair and a vigorous spirit.

"Your humble servant, Qin Kui, the Minister of Works, pays his respects to Your Majesty." The Minister of Works bowed with his hands clasped, a hint of uneasiness on his face.

Among the six ministries, the Ministry of Works has always been responsible for doing work, mostly dealing with civilians and craftsmen below.

Therefore, Qin Kui generally would not take an active part in important state affairs at court unless they were related to the Ministry of Works.

Even during this major event of the transition between the old and new emperors, he did not speak out, but just followed the crowd and persuaded Zhu Yunhuan to ascend the throne.

Generally speaking.

Shouldn't the new emperor, in order to fully take over state affairs, have frequent contact with the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Revenue...? What does the Ministry of Works have to do with it? And this time, he actually summoned him alone, which is outrageous.

Could it be that he is tired of planting flowers and plants, or firing ceramics?

The new official took office three fires.

Why not ask me to build a new palace to demonstrate the new emperor's authority?

Qin Kui was secretly guessing in his heart.

After all, Zhu Yunhuan had always had a bad reputation for him, and this time he just happened to have seized the opportunity. The previous emperor passed away without leaving a will, and he happened to have a kinship with that group of powerful Huaixi warriors.

The late emperor's true nature has already been revealed before his funeral.

He didn't dare say anything.

But to be fair, he was not a good emperor.

"I wonder what instructions Your Majesty has for summoning me here alone?" Even though he had many guesses and speculations in his mind, the situation was stronger than the person, so Qin Kui still asked respectfully on the surface.

"You have many talented people in the Ministry of Works. I want you to tinker with a little gadget for me." Zhu Yunhuan didn't keep the question in suspense and said directly: "Install a small wheel on the shuttle and place it in a slide. Then install springs at both ends of the slide so that the shuttle can move back and forth in the slide."

Qin Kui frowned in confusion. He only understood half of what the new emperor was saying. "May I ask, Your Majesty, what is a spring?"

Zhu Yunhuan raised his eyebrows.

I forgot for a moment that the word "spring" was unheard of by people of this era.

He thought about it.

He first drew a rough outline of a spring on a piece of paper, then spoke, "A thing like this must be retractable and elastic, and can be made of copper or iron. It must be able to move the wheeled shuttle I mentioned earlier back and forth within the chute."