Northern Song Dynasty Revitalization Strategy

Chapter 390
Wang Chongyang's trip back to Beijing was delayed again.

He already had a solution to the rising turbidity. Although it was not very mature, it was enough to solve part of the problem.

The reason he really didn't want to leave was because of how the jars of white crystals came from.

He needs to figure out the production process. He doesn't understand the principle, so he can study it later. He has to figure out how to produce this fetish that can increase grain production on a large scale before returning to Beijing to give an explanation to the officials.

He didn't know how long it would take, or whether it could be resolved, but he wanted to figure out the essence of the facts.

This is seeking the way, but also cultivating the way.

"Yang Jinglue, let's build a wooden track to Fengsheng Prefecture. Here is the blueprint." Wang Chongyang took out a blueprint, which is a replica of Qin Chidao. It is 23 poles wide and more than enough to accommodate [-] cars in parallel.

Yang Xinzhong looked at the blueprint, stared at it for a long time, and then said: "It's a good thing! But it's too expensive, so I still have to ask the officials for instructions. But the Khitan slaves can save a lot of money and grain, so the officials should approve it." This note."

Yang Xinzhong repaired a book and sent it to Bianjing urgently.

Zhao Huan received a figure given to him by Wang Chongyang, a steam pump that can be held with one hand.

Put an iron pipe in the water, light the small stove, and there will be puffing steam coming out.

Zhao Chen, Yue Yun, Yu Wenzhong, and Zhao Chenfu were holding the desk, watching Zhao Huan dig coal with a small shovel.

"Water is coming out!" Zhao Chen pointed to the water pipe and said in surprise.

Zhao Huan looked at the outlet pipe. When the water first came out, the water in this pipe made a chi-chi sound, and the water flow was intermittent, not very loud.

After the steam engine was running stably, the water flowed into the basin like a torrent.

The sound of puffing and puffing sounded in the small school.

Zhao Huan was not in the Wende Hall today, and he was forced to take a three-day vacation by the Dazai, the imperial concubine, and the courtiers.

"Father, what's the use of this? You've been playing with it all day." Zhao Chen pointed to the small model and asked.

Zhao Huan looked at the longing eyes of the three children, and said with a smile, "This is a toy. I will ask them to make some for you after it is dismantled by the Armed Forces Supervision."

"As for what is it useful for?" Zhao Huan looked at the steam engine ecstatically, and said with a smile, "It will lead Song Dynasty to a new glory."

"What glory?" Zhao Chenfu asked timidly.

Zhao Huan looked at the three children, thought for a while and said, "Nine Heavens will open the palace, and all nations will come to court. The [-] miles of the West Pole Road has a huge territory and a strategic depth. There is plenty of food and clothing, and the family is well-off. The people are happy. That is the prosperity of the Song Dynasty that I want."

"Tell you, you can't understand."

Zhao Chenfu tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "Wang Wei's "The Work of He Jia Sheren and the Jia Sheren Early Dynasty in the Daming Palace" describes the grand scene of the coming of all nations."

"I agree with Jia Zhi's "Early Dynasty Daming Palace". The whole poem says: "Silver candles smoke the sky and purple roads grow, and the Forbidden City is full of spring colors. Thousands of weak willows hang down on the green, and hundreds of warblers circle around the building. The sound of swords and jade follows the jade." Stepping down, the clothes and hats provoke the incense burner. We will bathe in Enbo Fengchi together, and serve the king in court."

"I prefer Jia Zhi's Song Chao Daming Palace."

Zhao Huan looked at Zhao Chenfu who was tilting his head and chewing words. This little girl is really smart, but why is her hair so thick?

"But I don't know what the second sentence the officials said, the nine thousand nine hundred miles of the West Pole Road." Zhao Chenfu said with some dissatisfaction.

"You're still young, and you don't have many places to go, so it's normal if you don't know. Does Chen'er know?" Zhao Huan looked at Zhao Chen and asked with a smile.

Zhao Chen frowned and shook his head, and said, "I don't know, please punish me."

"It's not a school test, why should you be punished?" Zhao Huan looked at Zhao Chen's appearance and shook his head helplessly. Zhao Chen was a little nervous.

After all, Zhao Huan, the father, hadn't seen him once in more than ten days, and it was normal for him to be a little afraid when he saw him once.But Zhao Chenfu was much happier.

Yue Yun's eyes lit up and he said, "I once heard my father say this. It's an inscription! It should be Chang'an City."

Zhao Huan nodded and said, "That's right, it's the inscription."

"There is an inscription standing in front of the Kaiyuan Gate in Chang'an, the capital city of the former Tang Dynasty. It was written by Yu Shinan in the former Tang Dynasty. The content of the inscription is only these few words, and the West Pole Road is nine thousand nine hundred miles away."

"Most of the Tang people who passed through the Kaiyuan Gate were soldiers who set out from Guannei Road to the Anxi Dufu Mansion, or merchants on the Silk Road. They were all poor people who left their hometowns."

"These words are telling soldiers and merchants, don't worry, the road ahead is not far, only nine thousand nine hundred miles, not even ten thousand miles."

Yue Yun's eyes gradually became hot, and in the end, they were full of longing. How heroic is that?

Zhao Chenfu nodded, she understood Zhao Huan's ambition, this is an emperor with great ambitions.

But Yu Wenzhong stared at the steam pump and said in a daze: "Why does it pump water from here to here? Obviously no one moved it."

Zhao Huan said with a smile: "The chemical energy in the coal is converted into thermal energy. After the water absorbs the thermal energy, it is converted into the internal energy of steam, and the internal energy of steam is converted into reciprocating mechanical energy."

"If we go one step further and further improve this mechanism, the internal energy of the steam can be transformed into a rotating power structure of the mechanical energy of the rotor, which will bring earth-shaking changes to the world."

Yu Wenzhong nodded vigorously and said, "I didn't understand, but can I learn this?"

"When Wang Wupin returns to Beijing, I will ask him to give you lessons, so you can learn how to make this toy." Zhao Huan said with a smile.

"Miraculous doctor Hu's class is also very interesting!" Zhao Chenfu said happily: "He always let us follow him to catch ants, raise together, catch crickets, and occasionally watch micro-worms."

Zhao Huan once gave Hu Yuan a book, "The Mystery of Nature" written by Leeuwenhoek.

Micro-worms are actually micro-organisms, which can be regarded as a Buddhist term.

Hu Yuan doesn't teach medicine. His courses are simply playing with four children.

He didn't quite understand why the emperor arranged for him this position, playing with the children every day, and receiving an extra salary?
If you can, schedule another job like this.

Hu Yuan's The Mysteries of Nature has not been thoroughly researched, and the mycelium of Penicillium is still being cultivated. Zhao Huan really has nothing to do today, so he can only stay in the school and play with his children.

It was entirely because Zhao Huan was ill again two days ago. Although it was not a serious illness, he occasionally felt a cold and his throat was a little sore.

However, the people in the palace were still jumping up and down in fright.

Zhu Lian and Zhang Tanghua knelt in front of the Hall of Wende, crying like weeping people. The last few days when Zhao Huan was seriously ill and comatose, to Zhu Lian, it was like the sky had fallen.

This time the official's throat became inflamed, and he didn't even have a fever, so Zhu Lian persuaded him to come out of Wende Palace.

The courtiers' greetings flew to the imperial court like snow flakes. Li Gang took people into the palace overnight, and he was relieved when he saw that the official family was fine.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, Zhao Huan reluctantly gave himself three days off.

I have nothing to do, so I have to go to the school to find children to play.

There is no way, he is an emperor, except for these children in the academy, anyone who sees him will be humble.That's boring.

There is really nothing interesting in the palace.

"Last time, Li Dazai sent you to the big prison and spent two days in prison. I have wronged you. Afterwards, I rewarded you with a hundred Song silver dollars. I have treated you well." Zhao Huan looked at Hu Yuan, who was hiding in the corner, said loudly.

"Not thin, official." Hu Yuan replied honestly.

Zhao Huan asked: "Then why is your penicillium mycelium? What is the thing I want?"

"I don't even know what the officials want! How can I give it!" Hu Yuan said helplessly.

He really doesn't know what the official wants, this is the third time the official has asked him for something!
"This is a matter of life and death. I don't dare to fool the officials with anything. The officials have sharp eyes, and they must be able to tell it's fake at a glance." Hu Yuan replied with a smile.

"But the official family, I probably figured out what the official family wants." Hu Yuan took out the cage from behind, and said with a smile: "This little mandrill's foot injury, I cured, what the official family wants , the old minister probably knows what it is."

The mandrill has a human face and long arms, a black body with hair, turned back on its heels, it smiles when it sees people, and its colorful face looks like a ghost.

In fact, it is a giant monkey with a strange appearance. Even if it is placed in the world, it is the largest monkey in the world, except of course humans.

Zhao Huan had inquired about this thing in the system, and it was distributed near the equator, and he didn't know how it got to Song Dynasty.

The cage that Hu Yuan held in his hand was an injured juvenile colorful mandrill, only half the size of an arm, and still very small.

"I can remind you that mandrills grow to be more than three feet tall and have infinite strength. If you raise mandrills, don't be eaten by mandrills." Zhao Huan joked, examining the mandrill's wound.

Indeed, as Hu Yuan said, he has recovered.

"I know."

"At that time, this mandrill had four or five scratches all over its body, which were more serious than that of General Wang."

"Many of the wounds are full of poisonous pus. It is estimated that the owner of the mandrill abandoned it seeing that it could not survive."

"Without this fungus, I can't do anything. I'm afraid this little mandrill won't be able to survive. However, I'm still trying to figure out this fungus, and it will take some time for the results to come."

Hu Yuan took out a porcelain bottle and said, "Further exploration is needed."

What Zhao Huan wanted was penicillin, but what Hu Yuan held in his hand was just a suspension of penicillium spores.

Zhao Huan teased the little mandrill. The monkey's face was colorful and very interesting. The little monkey had a bad temper and kept scratching the cage wall, trying to escape.

"The road is long and difficult, keep working hard." Zhao Huan patted Hu Yuan.

He knew that this road had no end at all, and it was a blessing for Hu Yuan to see a fork in the road in his life.

"Zhao Ying, accompany me on a private visit with Weifu!" Zhao Huan concurred, and was about to leave the palace.I live in the palace every day, and I just take advantage of my vacation to go out for a stroll.

(End of this chapter)