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

There are two means of transportation: well-connected roads and convenient and fast railways.

Railways need to be built, and naturally roads must also be built. As the saying goes: If you want to get rich, build roads first - this is a hard truth everywhere.

This winter can be almost endured. By the beginning of next spring, there will be much more manpower than usual, so we can use it, right?

Now let the Alchemy Department prepare a large amount of sodium lignosulfonate.

It's just the right time.

"Yes! Your Majesty, I will arrange it right away." Ma Sanbao still couldn't understand what his master was mumbling as usual, but he could understand his master's expression and gaze.

He responded with a smile, but his heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, "Your Majesty, what good thing is he going to come up with?"

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Zhu Yunhuan beside him slowly ask, "Sanbao, I saw you seemed to want to say something just now?"

Ma Sanbao's brows jumped.

His gaze grew more serious, his face showing some hesitation and hesitation, but he nodded and said, "Indeed, there is something. His Majesty was busy wanting to see the sweet potato vines I was tending to. After returning to the front hall, His Majesty asked about the high-alumina clay. He seemed to be pondering something, so I didn't have a chance to speak."

Zhu Yunhuan also noticed this.

This is when I asked.

But looking at Ma Sanbao's expression, it was obviously not a good thing. He chuckled and said, "Why? Not a good thing?"

Since he was sitting in this position, he had already prepared himself to face and deal with everything, good, bad, troublesome, headache... At this moment, he would naturally not be affected at all by Ma Sanbao's eyes and expression.

Ma Sanbao first walked to the door and greeted the young eunuch outside.

Then he returned to Zhu Yunhuan again.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be some issues with the anthracite sales," Ma Sanbao said, a look of embarrassment on his face. He and Zhu Yunhuan had always been on the same page, so he naturally hoped that everything Zhu Yunhuan arranged would go smoothly. If there were any problems, he might be even more worried than Zhu Yunhuan himself.

"Just say it." Zhu Yunhuan raised his eyebrows.

Ma Sanbao also knew his master's temperament, he was decisive and never liked to procrastinate, so he pursed his lips and said directly:

"Anthracite is a good thing. Everyone knows it's a good thing. It's only one-tenth the price of charcoal, and you can get almost the same burning effect as charcoal... Naturally, everyone wants it."

"So now...some people have spotted the benefits of anthracite and are looking to profit from it. According to reports from below, some are buying cheap cloth from poor people at relatively high prices, then using the cheap cloth as voucher to buy anthracite, either hoarding it or selling it at a high price."

"Some people also bought cheap cloth directly from the people who bought anthracite and engaged in profiteering activities."

"This matter... seems to have violated the original intention of Your Majesty in creating anthracite. However, if we were to address it, it seems a bit difficult to know where to begin."

After Ma Sanbao finished speaking, he couldn't help but frown and look worried.

He knew best how long and how far his master had been planning for this matter. He also witnessed with his own eyes how his master endured humiliation and bore numerous insults and grievances before he was finally able to make the matter public.

At this moment, things took a turn that was beyond our imagination.

Of course Ma Sanbao felt bad.

however.

As he finished speaking, feeling somewhat depressed and lonely, he heard his master's usual gentle voice, asking, "Did this go against my original intention of creating anthracite? Did it?"

This made Ma Sanbao confused: "Huh?"

"Isn't there any violation?"

"Your Majesty has witnessed the unrest and unrest among the people of Yingtian Prefecture, bearing the stigma and blame, all for the sake of ensuring that this anthracite coal could fall into the hands of the poor. But now, that is not the case..."