Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 330 Predicting Next Year
"During the Han Dynasty, those coal slimes were used to make briquettes. Naturally, we can follow suit, and we can also leave holes in the middle." Zhu Biao raised a brush and drew the shape of honeycomb coal on paper to tell everyone.

Lao Zhu fixed his eyes on the briquettes and scratched his chin with his fingers: "Let's see this looks like a biscuit with holes."

Zhu Biao: "..."

Let’s just use sesame seed cakes, and Zhu Biao doesn’t try to make any excuses, he just hopes that the company can use the coal powder according to this.

Li Shanchang looked at this porous pancake chart, and his heart was pounding. People in his house had thrown away a lot of coal powder. If His Majesty knew that he was wasting it, he would have to teach himself a little lesson.

Zhu Biao asked Yu to take the honeycomb coal he repainted to Xixin Division, and advocated that everyone use coal powder to make briquettes.It only needs to use a mixture of coal powder, carbonized sawdust, lime, red (yellow) mud, charcoal powder and other base materials, and the craftsman will make a mold for production.

"Biao'er, who told you this?" Old Zhu knew his son best. The Han Dynasty did have briquettes, but he had forgotten about them. He had a good memory.

"Father, my son reads a lot, and there are everything in the history books." Zhu Biao replied.

The Minister of the Ministry of War disdains in his heart, the prince is not doing his job properly, it would be great to study what coal briquettes do, and directly pay charcoal and silver.

Now, the pulverized coal has to be picked up and used, and the idea of ​​counting on the imperial court to subsidize the firewood and silver is about to fail.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside, Zhu Biao took advantage of Li Shanchang and other officials, pointing to the weather and said: "This winter is a bit weirdly cold. It has been dry for half a winter, and it is getting colder as the new year approaches. It’s better to prepare something in advance.”

"Your Highness, why do you need to prepare in advance? It's just a winter drought, so what does it have to do with next year." The Minister of the Household Department was surprised.

At this moment, rolling thunder rumbled outside, and several bolts of lightning seemed to tear open the sky.

Old Zhu listened to the thunder in a daze for a while, then stared at the crowd with tiger eyes: "This thunder, thunder in winter? Go ask Si Tianjian what's going on."

The censor Zhou Guanzheng, who was always invisible, said indifferently: "Your Majesty, I think it's just thunder in winter. There is no need to make such a fuss. Besides, it is common to be cold and dry in winter." The major issue now is still the relationship between neighboring countries.General Xu is still fighting the Japanese. "

"Thunder in winter is not a good thing." Old Zhu became worried: "Could it be that we did something wrong?"

Li Shanchang shook his head, and did not agree with Lao Zhu's statement: "In the past few years, Your Majesty has worked hard to govern, and people's livelihood has been stable. With the assistance of His Royal Highness, all parts of Ming Dynasty are slowly recovering. People all over the country, the past two years There is enough surplus food, Your Majesty is doing very well."

Listening to everyone talking, Zhu Biao didn't say anything. This winter has been dry and cold for a long time. Next year, there will be either floods or droughts. Floods in the south and droughts in the north, droughts in the south and north floods are all possible.

Zhu Biao felt that it was necessary to go to the Sitianjian to check the records on the climate and the thickness of the ice over the years.

Drought or cold weather will also have a great impact on agriculture in the north and south, and there may be problems of crop failure or failure.

For his own judgment, Zhu Biao has always felt that he is not wrong. Fortunately, there are disaster relief reserves for drought and flood prevention in various places, and there is enough food and firewood. In some places, the food stored has worms.

Zhu Biao said: "I think that this is a normal phenomenon of thunder and rain, but it is still necessary to let Si Tianjian see how the next year will be when there is thunder in winter. It is best to be prepared."

"His Royal Highness, what do you mean, there may be floods or droughts next year?" asked the Minister of the Household Department next to him, he was most troubled by this.

Emperor Zhu remained silent all this time, frowning in thought. After a while, he glanced at Zhu Biao and said, "You mean, next year won't be a good year?"

"My son can be sure that next year will not be a good year. I also ask the emperor to order food to be prepared in various places early, so that the crops will not be harvested and the people will be in famine." At that time, there will be corpses everywhere. "

Censor Zhou Guanzheng was very dissatisfied with Zhu Biao's statement. Zhou Qing usually made those officials respond to the prince's request, obedient like a dog.

But he won't, Zhou Guanzheng said bluntly: "His Royal Highness, I have the courage to ask His Royal Highness why he thinks that next year must not be a good year."

"Depending on the abnormality of this winter, we can conclude." Zhu Biao turned his head to look at Zhou Guanzheng: "Don't be with Gu Qiang, we should make food preparations by the end of this year.

Father, son-in-law thought that we should send people to the disaster relief storage warehouses in various places to check the grain reserves. If there is any shortage, we should immediately adjust the grain to make up for it. "

Old Zhu said after a long time: "No matter what the situation next year will be, the storage warehouses that are short of grain should replenish enough grain.

The food and grass for the frontier troops in the northwest, southwest, northeast, and other places will be immediately sent to supply, to ensure that nothing will go wrong. It is better to believe that there is something than nothing. "

Zhou Guanzheng and Zhou Qing were not easy to deal with on weekdays. Zhou Qing led a group of officials to support His Highness the Crown Prince, but he was able to speak out to warn His Majesty.

Back then, His Majesty wanted to invite people into the palace to sing and listen to operas. After being impeached by himself, he obediently obediently and stopped listening to operas.

Lao Zhu glanced at Zhou Guanzheng, and then at Zhu Biao. Thunder in winter is really not a good thing.Don't be afraid of [-], just in case, it is also good to reserve food early.

This Zhou Guanzheng always suppresses himself on weekdays, so he has to do what he wants to do today, let him know that he is the one who holds the power: "Thunderstorm is a strange thing, we think it is good to prepare more next year. "

"Your Majesty..." Zhou Guanzheng wanted to speak.

"Okay, stop talking about this, we still have a lot of things to deal with, Li Xiang and the Minister of the Household Department stay here, and the rest go back."

Lao Zhu sent other people back to discuss with Li Shanchang and others about the end of the year.

"We heard that there are still people who freeze to death, Mr. Li, you know about it." Old Zhu handed him a memorial: "It's really cold this year, and there are people who freeze to death everywhere."

"Your Majesty, there are only a few here and there. I have known about this matter for a long time. I just thought it was a trivial matter, so I didn't tell Your Majesty. Who would have thought that their memorials would come to Your Majesty." Li Shanchang replied truthfully.

"We just hope that the emperor will not freeze to death or starve to death alone, and live a good life, so that the world will be stable." Lao Zhu circled the memorandum with a Chinese ink pen: "How much is the number of postmen for the private sector? Those who have retired from the army can be distributed to the Huangming Guards in various places, and the posts of postmen will be reserved for the common people, and the imperial court will support them."

The Minister of the Household Department persuaded: "The salary of the postman is managed by the imperial court. If the folks recruit the postman, they are half of the official family. The folks are uneven. I think it is better to be strict and guarantee the postman..."

Zhu Biao said: "Shangshu Hubu is right to be worried, but Gu has asked the officials of the Ming Dynasty Commercial Bureau and Post Office to review their experience when recruiting private postmen. They are all ordinary people, and there is no problem."

"Isn't the Maritime Bureau recruiting sailors? Biaoer, see if you can recruit some civilians. Let the innocent people have a livelihood. The court can solve it, yes." Old Zhu said.

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