Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 282: Entering the Second Industrial Reform Ahead of Time

"Grandpa, please go back first. I'll take Qi Rui out for a while."

Zhu Zhanjun took the little kid from the wet nurse's arms, said something to the old man, and walked towards his carriage.

The old man just nodded and didn't ask where to go.

He knew that at this time, there was only one place Zhu Zhanjun was going to, Fengjiazhuang in the south of the city.

That is Liangzi's home, and today is the day Liangzi is buried.

Liangzi is the oldest of the thirteen who survived, and he is calm and takes care of others. In the minds of the thirteen, Liangzi is their big brother.

If any of the brothers went on a business trip, Liangzi would help look after the house, and the thirteen brothers trusted and respected him very much.

Liangzi's father was a military household and died in the Jingnan Campaign. He inherited his father's position and merits and served as a guard in the palace.

Before going to the north, the man had married and had a son. After he came back, his wife gave birth to a daughter. The year before last, he took a concubine, who gave birth to a son for him.

As an earl, his funeral was naturally extraordinary. In addition, Liangzi had a good reputation in the village and had very good relations with his neighbors, so many people came to see him off.

Several old brothers who received the news rushed over and sat quietly beside the coffin, looking at Liangzi who seemed to be sleeping in the coffin.

"Brother Liangzi died for us."

Listening to Liangzi's wives and concubines crying, Ergou picked up the jar of wine next to him and took a few gulps.

"That bastard Xiao Wa, when he comes back, I will skin him alive."

The little tiger's teeth made a clattering sound when he bit them, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

The others were silent, but their silence spoke volumes.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Just when the atmosphere was becoming increasingly depressing, a soldier from the Ming Dynasty's guard battalion quickly ran over and whispered something in Xiaohu's ear.

Xiaohu's body trembled, and he quickly stood up and said to the others, "Your Highness is here."

As soon as these words were spoken, several people hurriedly stood up, took Liangzi's eldest son, who was in mourning and guarding beside the coffin, and walked out quickly to the carriage protected by the guards.

"Zeyuan, kowtow to His Highness."

Xiaohu pulled Liangzi's eldest son and urged him to kowtow to Zhu Zhanjun.

The little guy is not yet 10 years old this year, but the ancients were always precocious. He already understands some things. He is also studying at the Royal Military Academy and is an outstanding student in the Intelligence Department. Naturally, he knows more.

He immediately knelt on his knees and bowed deeply to Zhu Zhanjun, who was sitting in the carriage and lifting the curtain.

"Student Jie Zeyuan pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded, glanced at the mourning hall in the courtyard, and said slowly: "Study hard, take good care of your grandmother and mother, and don't let your father down."

Jie Zeyuan nodded in agreement.

Zhu Zhanjun handed the little guy in his arms, who was looking around curiously, to Xiaohu.

Xiaohu, who was notified yesterday, took the little guy and a few old brothers and led the guards to the yard. He held the little guy in his arms and went to the mourning hall to pay his respects.

Although the identity of the child was not disclosed, everyone present saw the royal guards who were staring at the surroundings and protecting the child. Even the dumbest people knew the identity of the child.

Moreover, there was a team parked outside, and the large carriage had the royal emblem hung on it. Who else could have come at this time except His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

As for why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not come to pay homage in person?
No one knew the reason, but when the young prince came, he actually wanted to do the same thing.

After the family members returned the greetings, Xiaohu carried the little guy and returned to the carriage.

Zhu Zhanjun asked the maid to hold the little one in his arms. He looked through the curtain of the carriage at the mourning hall in the courtyard, and scenes of memories emerged in his mind.

After a long time, he sighed and lowered the carriage curtain.

The team turned around and walked slowly towards the imperial city with Xiaohu and others seeing them off.

A new round of cleaning cannot be completed in a short period of time.

Some of the other imprisoned officials have not been brought back yet, while others are still on the way to be arrested.

It will take at least two months to get a result.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't plan to wait here, as there were still many things waiting for him in the second world.

After handing the child to his overjoyed mother, Zhu Zhanjun chatted with her for a few words and then returned to a specially reserved area of ​​the palace.

As soon as he entered the space, a blue lightning suddenly rushed over, scaring Zhu Zhanjun so much that he became illusory and avoided the crisis.

After stabilizing, Zhu Zhanjun saw the blue lightning clearly.

This is a car with a very streamlined appearance. The car is driving very fast and it will go a long way in a flash.

If the space hadn't had a protection mechanism, he would have been hit directly by the car.

"Who's driving the car?"

Zhu Zhanjun was already in a bad mood, and he roared towards the distance.

Half an hour later, the blue lightning stopped in front of Lao Zhu's yard.

"Haha, it feels so good, it's like lightning."

As soon as the car stopped, Zhu Houzhao, with a flushed face, and Zhu Qizhen, who was staggering and retching from time to time, got out of the car.

Zhu Houzhao, with an excited look on his face, was just about to find someone to share his exhilarating feeling with, when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

Turning their heads, they saw Zhu Zhanjun standing at the gate of the house, with his hands behind his back, looking at them coldly.

"Second uncle!"

Zhu Qizhen shuddered and the white hairs on his back stood up.

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do in reality, so I'm leaving now!"

Zhu Houzhao realized that something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to slip away.

“I think you’re fine.”

Zhu Zhanjun looked at him coldly and slowly took out his hands from behind his back.

"Hiss!" When Zhu Qizhen and Zhu Houzhao saw what Zhu Zhanjun was holding in his hand, they took a deep breath.

It turned out to be a prickly ash tree covered with sharp thorns.

"Second Uncle, spare my life!"

Zhu Qizhen, who was used to being beaten, grabbed his ears and knelt on the ground.

Zhu Houzhao was not a good boy. When he saw that he was going to be beaten, he turned around and ran away.

"Hey, you're trying to run away from my territory."

Zhu Zhanjun snorted coldly and whistled into the distance.

Kangxi, who was leisurely eating grass, suddenly stood up his ears, shouted excitedly, and rushed over with all four hooves.

Zhu Zhanjun jumped onto Kangxi's back and swung the prickly ash wood at Zhu Houzhao.

They screamed and begged for mercy until everyone came back from work to eat.

Looking at the two people whose clothes were torn and there was no good flesh left on their bodies, Queen Ma felt a little worried.

My great-grandson has an extremely good personality, so why did he hit the child today?

Others were also a little confused.

However, after hearing Zhu Zhanjun's explanation, Zhu Zhanji, who came here for a free meal today, immediately turned cold in expression. He picked up the prickly ash wood that no longer had thorns, rushed forward and beat up the two guys again.

Ignoring the two bastards, Zhu Zhanjun walked to the car.

The overall appearance of the car in front of you is very beautiful, and the sapphire blue color is very eye-catching.

The exterior of the car also has a 21st century feel, and looks very much like some sports cars.

Zhu Zhanjun was not surprised at the appearance of this kind of car.

He was bored during this period, so he drew some shapes of future cars and gave them to Nikola Tesla for him to study.

Lao Zhu always complained that the space was too big. Every time he went to farm, it took a lot of time just to ride a horse over there.

Zhu Zhanjun asked Nikola Tesla to research a batch of vehicles for transportation, so that Zhu and others could use them to work and travel.

I didn’t expect Nikola Tesla to be so fast. He produced a prototype car in just a few days.

The interior of the car, except for the lack of high-tech buttons and display screens, is basically the same as in later generations.

There are only three gears in total, forward, reverse and neutral.

After not touching a car for a long time, Zhu Zhanjun sat in the driving seat.

"Zhanjun, this thing is not easy to make. I have been studying it for an entire afternoon and still can't get it right. You better take it easy."

"If all else fails, let that brat Houzhao teach you. This little monkey is very clever and will learn it in a short time."

Seeing Zhu Zhanjun get into the car, and remembering the time when he drove the car into a field, Old Zhu hurriedly reminded him.

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away in an instant.

Following the flat road, Zhu Zhanjun stepped on the accelerator and the speedometer quickly increased, reaching more than 140 mph in just a moment.

There are no twists and turns in the space, all roads go straight forward, and with the protection mechanism of the space, the roads are very flat, without any ditches or bumps.

There was no obstruction and the vehicles were moving as fast as lightning.

Half an hour later, Zhu Zhanjun returned to the yard with some regret.

"How about it?"

Nikola Tesla, who rarely returned to the laboratory without eating, stepped forward to ask Zhu Zhanjun how he felt.

Feedback from researchers, customers, and experimenters is essential for their improvement.

"very perfect."

Zhu Zhanjun praised it, talked about the advantages he had experienced, and finally sighed.

"It's a pity that something is missing."

Nikola Tesla frowned and glanced at the car charging nearby: "What's missing?"

"sound."

"sound?"

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said, "The sound of the engine, that kind of violent engine sound can make people's blood boil."

Nikola Tesla frowned tightly, and after a long while he spoke: "This is a tram, there is no sound."

Zhu Zhanjun smiled and said to the other party: "So I still need to trouble you to help Xu Shou improve the flame-resistant engine."

Although electric vehicles have very strong kinetic energy and speed, pure electric equipment is sometimes really unreliable in some military equipment.

And once a war breaks out in the wilderness, where can you recharge your batteries?

For a long time in the future, internal combustion engines burning gasoline and diesel will be the equipment the military needs.

Nikola Tesla nodded and said casually, "That's not necessary. I already conquered the internal combustion engine yesterday. Xu and the others are assembling it. I believe there will be results tomorrow."

Zhu Zhanjun's body froze instantly, and he turned around and looked at Nikola Tesla excitedly.

"The internal combustion engine is ready?"

Nikola Tesla shrugged casually and pointed to his head.

"Please do not doubt the wisdom here, and your rough instructions, which are completely copied from the graphics."

"With the help of the virtual lab bench, if you can't make it with so much help, you're a stupid fool."

Nikola Tesla's casual look fully illustrates one sentence.

It’s not difficult for those who know how to do it, but it’s difficult for those who don’t know how to do it.

For a top scientific researcher like him, who possesses absolute knowledge and hands-on ability, he can easily master any technology by just pointing out the key points.

(End of this chapter)