Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei

late at night.

In the Qianqing Palace, the lights are still bright.

On the table of Tianzi, the account books are still piled up like a mountain.

By the flickering candlelight, the emperor was still attentively flipping through and instructing these account books.

Wang Wu stood aside, hesitated for a while, but stepped forward and whispered:

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest."

"understood."

The emperor nodded, and then, as if thinking of something, he looked at Wang Wu standing beside him: "Don't stop here, let them all retreat."

"Old slave obeys the order."

Seeing this, Wang Wu didn't dare to say more, bowed to the Son of Heaven, and then retreated.

With the departure of the eunuchs, the emperor also buried his head in this mountain of memorial books.

Time passed little by little, and the figure flickered with candles, still reading and giving instructions on state affairs with concentration.

The book of accounts on the table is also slowly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I don't know when, when the last volume was read, the emperor came back to his senses from this state affairs, glanced at the bright sky outside the temple, the emperor let out a long breath, but his expression was a little unspeakable. emotion.

He finally knew why Zhu Yuanzhang, the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, abolished the prime minister and took all the power on himself.

Perhaps it is to avoid the threat of imperial power, and to centralize power for the emperor.

But more, it should be his mentality after he ascended the throne.

The bureaucracy is extremely rotten, and the officials protect each other. It is simply embarrassing to use them. Even if he kills more and more harshly, maybe those officials already think that they have done a good job, but in his eyes, it is not enough.

The bureaucracy is unusable and has no trust in the bureaucracy. No matter what, unless he understands the instructions, he is not at ease.

There are nearly 1,000 counties in Daheng, and hundreds of guards, with an average of five or six hundred copies per day.

A lot of things seem to be trivial things, but how can they be small things that can be handed to the court!

For example, in today’s localities, if the population of fields and acres is checked, if it follows the practice of the previous Ming Dynasty, at most the level of the Ministry of Households, it has already been compiled into a book, and the cabinet may only give instructions.

But he has spent so much effort, how can he rest assured that these things are not really handled by him.

An acre of land is insignificant, but it may be related to the fate of a family.

In a county, even if only one mu of land is underreported, nearly a thousand counties have nearly a thousand mu of land, and there are several thousand stone grains a year!

A few thousand stone grains, how many people can be fed!

He has done everything he can, and the rest, he can only rely on himself, staring as much as possible.

Perhaps Zhu Yuanzhang, the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, had the same mentality as he is now...

Starting a business is difficult, maintaining a business is even more difficult, and continuing a foundation is even more difficult!

I don't feel bad for the cubs who sell Ye Tian. One day, Daheng will inevitably have a faint king, wantonly squandering the foundation he has carefully planned...

With all kinds of thoughts flowing, the emperor let out a long sigh, and it was hard to hide his sigh in his heart.

"Your Majesty, you haven't slept all night yet?"

Li Yue'er walked to the side of the Emperor's table with a bowl of porridge, and then walked to the Emperor's head with her green fingers.

"Why did you come here, Concubine Ai?"

The emperor leaned back in the chair, squinting and speaking.

"My concubine heard that Your Majesty, you haven't slept all night. Thinking that Your Majesty has worked too hard, I cooked a little porridge and brought it to Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, although state affairs are important, you must also take care of your body. I heard from the prince that during this time, you only sleep for one or two hours a day, which is too exhausting for your body..."

"This period of time is too important. It is related to Daheng's national fortune. If I relax a little, that is the hidden danger of heaven..."

Li Yue'er pursed her lips, and didn't say more, and continued to gently squeeze for the emperor.

"What are the little guys doing recently?"

"It's still the same as before. A few brothers are wild, scurrying around, and there is no formality."

The corner of Tianzi's mouth raised slightly: "It's like this for children, let them play. In a year or two, I will find some people to teach them to read and write."

"My prince, you will always be the leader in the future..."

Hearing this, Li Yueeryu's hand trembled and hesitated for a while, but in the end she didn't dare to ask more.

The emperor didn't seem to notice, and still enjoyed it like this.

Outside the hall, Wang Wu hurried over, but when he saw the scene in the hall, he immediately retreated cautiously outside the hall.

The emperor opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Wang Wu standing outside the hall, and said slowly, "What's the matter, come in and tell me."

Hearing this, Wang Wu walked in quickly, bowed to the emperor, and then bowed to Li Yue'er before stepping forward and handing a copy to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this is urgently sent from the martial arts institute. Fold."

The emperor sat up, and his expression became solemn. He took the notebook and looked at it, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Son of Heaven said goodbye three times, stood up abruptly, and made no secret of his joy.

"Place the car, go to the Martial Arts Academy!"

"This old slave is going."

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At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in the Engineering Department of the Military Academy, all the students were surrounded by a gray-white ground, discussing one by one and expressing their opinions.

"I think the grinding texture of the raw meal is not fine enough. If the raw meal can be finer, the strength of this cement should be improved."

"If you grind it, it's hard to improve in a short time, unless you can change the grinding method, but the existing conditions, the grinding method can't be changed..."

"The texture of cement cannot be improved for the time being, so maybe the proportion of sand and gravel cement can be adjusted."

"Isn't it an experiment before? Different proportions of sand and gravel cement also require the proportion of water. The texture of this concrete is also different..."

"I think maybe you can try replacing the bamboo pieces with iron. If the iron frame is used, the texture is stronger than the bamboo frame..."

"No, concrete is currently mainly used for large-scale road construction. If iron is used, the cost is too high."

"If it is used in city defense, it should be good to use iron as a skeleton on a small scale."

All the students, you are arguing with each other. Only the priests and wine chiefs of the Wuyuan are completely ignored by all the students. They are standing beside the concrete, looking left and right, and they follow a Outsiders in general.

Although they were in charge of the martial arts institute, they never dared to take care of this engineering department.

This group of engineering students, one by one, are all famous in the emperor, and they are all like treasures.

They never care what officials they are, and if they don't give them face, they can only suffer.

However, they don't care about this now, and several people are pondering excitedly about this piece of concrete.

All of them came out of the military, so I naturally understand the huge effect of this concrete!

Roads, fortifications, dykes, houses…

The effect is simply not too much!