Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

However, the Ma Sanbao in front of him was a popular figure around Zhu Yunhuan.

He didn't dare to offend the other party too much. After all, the other party was speaking for His Majesty. Wouldn't offending him be equivalent to offending His Majesty?

Besides... although he and Ma Sanbao were not familiar with each other, they had met several times and knew that Ma Sanbao was by no means a stubborn or stupid person.

Between hesitations.

Ma Sanbao took out a small package from his wide sleeves and wrapped it in a handkerchief. From the appearance, it looked like... a few stones?

Then, Ma Sanbao was seen holding the package, looking left and right, and finally his eyes fell on the burning charcoal brazier. He slowly walked over and opened the package in his hand that looked like a stone.

Inside were several pitch-black "stones".

Zhuo Jing was no stranger to this—wasn’t it just a lump of coal?

And the next moment.

He saw Ma Sanbao throw these black coal lumps directly into the burning charcoal basin.

Zhuo Jing's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly became anxious: "This... Eunuch Sanbao... let's... let's go out first!"

This thing not only produces a lot of smoke, but is also extremely poisonous when burned.

He had been specially appointed by the new emperor as the Director of the Audit Bureau, to audit the accounts, be loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and fight corruption for the Ming Dynasty. His future was bright, and if he did this well, he might even leave his name in the annals of history. If he threw these lumps of coal in there, even if he didn't die from the poison, he would at least lose a few years of his life, right? He didn't want to suffer this hardship.

However, Ma Sanbao just stood quietly beside the charcoal brazier.

There's no intention of leaving at all.

In this situation, Zhuo Jing couldn't run away alone. After a thousand horses galloped through his heart, he covered his mouth and nose and walked forward, trying to pull Ma Sanbao and persuade him, "Eunuch Sanbao..."

But he was interrupted by Ma Sanbao: "Master Zhuo, take a look."

Zhuo Jing subconsciously followed the direction of Ma Sanbao's finger and looked towards the charcoal basin. He suddenly realized that the coal in the basin was indeed burning. The surface had begun to turn red, and the surrounding temperature was much higher than before, but...

There is no smoke! There is basically no unpleasant smell as you might imagine!

The burning effect is actually not much different from that of ordinary charcoal.

Zhuo Jing was slightly stunned.

So... this thing can really be used as a fuel for heating???

"Master Zhuo, we can harm you but not ourselves, right? In fact... those coal blocks transported to the provinces, prefectures, states and counties of the Ming Dynasty have all been processed using a special method. They are smokeless and less toxic." Ma Sanbao did not keep him in suspense and told Zhuo Jing the matter directly.

Look at the red coals burning in the basin.

Feeling the increasing heat and rising temperature in front of me...

Zhuo Jing widened his eyes again, his face full of disbelief!

Broken stones dug out from the mountain...

Things that are completely useless can be processed and turned into winter heating materials. Cheap and plentiful! Although it seems incredible, what I see before my eyes is the truth.

It took a long time for Zhuo Jing to come back to his senses.

He murmured, "It is...it is my humble knowledge and shortsightedness! Your Majesty...Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty is a wise and enlightened ruler throughout the ages!!"

There is such a thing.

Why do the poor people in the world worry about shivering in the winter, or even worry that they might have to write in the wind and snow one day?

The current unrest in Yingtian Prefecture, the resentment of the people...isn't it because this winter warmth was unjustly plundered? If we had this, why would we worry about the difficulties?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jing asked absentmindedly, "Then why doesn't His Majesty..."

However, he stopped asking halfway, obviously he had figured it out.

A look of sudden realization flashed across his face, and he said with emotion, "That's right! His Majesty's refusal to mention this matter is for the same reason he concealed the matter of the cheap fabric. He doesn't want this matter to be obstructed in any way!"

"Whether it's sinister court officials...or ambitious vassal kings...if this matter is announced to the world in advance and known to everyone, many people may become obstacles, and the task will be impossible to accomplish. It's better to be like cheap cloth. When everyone knows about it, that's when the task is accomplished!"

"So Your Majesty would rather bear the infamy than conceal this matter!"

Of course Zhuo Jing understood the reason immediately.

Especially after experiencing the rebellion of Zhu Chong and Zhu Gang, people realized how far-sighted Zhu Yunhuan was in keeping the matter of cheap cloth a secret!

Imagine if this matter was known in advance by such an ambitious person.

How come they won't stop?

"A game within a game! At first, everyone thought His Majesty was absurd, willful, and capricious. Later, they all thought it was just a trick to keep the cheap fabrics hidden from everyone... but it turns out there's another trick! The seemingly useless coal being shipped to various places is actually worth a fortune!"

The more he spoke, the deeper the sigh in Zhuo Jing's eyes became.

One scheme within another... The most valuable and brilliant thing is actually being carried out in front of everyone's eyes!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jing's heart was suddenly filled with turbulent waves, unable to calm down at all. The face of the young emperor who always seemed calm and composed appeared in his mind: "Even if I already know part of it, he is still much more profound than I thought!!"

Lost in thought.

But then he heard Ma Sanbao beside him slowly say: "What Lord Zhuo said is the first point. The second point is... Your Majesty also wants to sell anthracite together with the cheap cloth he received earlier."