Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"Master!"

Before Zhu Youxiao could answer, he heard a scream coming from the women.

Then, a woman was seen running towards Xu Guangqi.

Following her, another large group of women bypassed Zhu Youxiao and went to greet the craftsmen.

"Husband!"

"The head of the family..."

"devil....."

"......"

Mrs. Du came to Wu Chunfu and rolled her eyes at him.

"Don't you understand yet?"

"His Majesty knows that you guys can't go back to reunite with your families, so he ordered the Royal Guards to bring everyone here from house to house!"

Wu Chunfu was stunned. He looked at Zhu Youxiao and then at those women. He couldn't believe what he saw.

Zhu Youxiao smiled and said, "Okay, don't think I don't know what you have been doing these days."

"You did a good job, but I can't do anything wrong, can I?"

"Someone, bring up the New Year's Eve dinner I prepared!"

"Play the little tune for me too!"

"Old slave obeys!"

Wei Zhongxian's voice echoed in the crowd. It was obvious that this old man had been drowned out by women...

The tune is old, but it is new to people of this era.

Zhu Youxiao hummed it from memory, and then it was composed by Zhang Yan and the concubines in the harem.

Overture to the Spring Festival.

It is the must-have song at the opening of the Spring Festival Gala in later generations.

Thirty-two palace maids played the zither, harp, and flute together, making the entire factory area particularly festive.

Holding Zhang Yan in his arms and looking at the craftsmen hugging their wives, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but smile.

"Your Majesty is right. This piece of music is indeed more appropriate for this occasion."

Zhang Yan looked up at him, her eyes full of admiration.

In the corner, craftsman Li Xin looked at the new cotton-padded coat on his wife Xia and couldn't help frowning.

"Is this dress of yours new?"

Xia seemed to be afraid that he would blame her for spending money, so she hurriedly explained: "Don't blame me, this dress was awarded by the palace."

"Not only clothes, but the palace also sent people to deliver rice, flour, grain and oil."

"Your colleagues also received some, and every family got a share. They started distributing it yesterday, but you didn't go home, so you didn't know about it."

Li Xin was completely stunned and grabbed Xia's arm: "Are you telling the truth?"

Xia replied instantly: "Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?"

"Come on, follow me and kowtow to His Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xin pulled him directly towards Zhu Youxiao.

Zhu Youxiu was staring blankly at the peaceful days ahead, when suddenly he saw a man pulling his wife to kneel in front of him.

"I thank your majesty for his grace. Long live the emperor!"

When the craftsmen nearby heard the sound, they immediately reacted and pulled their wives over to kowtow and pay their respects.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Chapter 596 New Year’s Eve

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce.

Scholars come first and farmers come second.

Craftsmen and merchants are all lowly people!

Being valued so highly by the emperor was a treatment they had never imagined.

During the New Year's Day, the emperor was not in the palace. Not only did he come to visit me, he also brought his family over.

This kind of thing would never have happened in the past!

But now, I happened to encounter it!

The craftsmen knelt on the ground and Zhu Youxiao hurriedly shouted at them to stand up.

At this moment, Wei Zhongxian came into the crowd with a large army of eunuchs.

Each of these eunuchs was carrying a food box. Seeing this, Wu Chunren hurriedly asked people to come forward to help.

After opening it, there were all kinds of things inside.

Dumplings, lamb chops, braised carp...

The food boxes were lined up against the wall of the shed, stretching out for more than two hundred meters!

The Ming Dynasty version of the New Year’s Eve buffet is open!

There were no tables or chairs, but no one cared anymore.

The cold outside was also ignored by the craftsmen.

Even though the food was only slightly warm, they still felt hot in their stomachs.

"What about Your Majesty?"

Suddenly, Wu Chunfu looked around with a plate of dumplings in his hand, only to find that Zhu Youxiao had disappeared without a trace.

Upon hearing this, a Jinyiwei stepped forward and replied, "Your Excellency, His Majesty has returned to the palace!"

"Before leaving, His Majesty instructed the craftsmen to return home after eating."

"Before the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, you are not allowed to work, otherwise you will never be hired again!"

"The Holy Lord... The Holy Lord is alive!"

Wu Chunfu stared at the factory gate and muttered to himself.

Then he knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

"My lord, I would like to send you off to your majesty!"

.........

Outside the factory, Zhu Youxiao took Zhang Yan and walked under the moonlight.

The concubines chirped like birds, their mouths never stopping.

"Your Majesty, I only heard that the factory here is very large before, but when I saw it today, I was really shocked."

Zhang Yan turned around and took another look at the factory area under the night sky, and couldn't help but feel a myriad of emotions.

"This is just the beginning. After the new year, this factory will be split up."

"In the future, factories this big will be built everywhere. No, maybe even bigger than this!"

Zhu Youxiao said this with a solemn vow.

Although he never took the initiative to do anything, the industrial revolution of the Ming Dynasty still came!

The minds of these craftsmen have been liberated, and after throwing off their previous constraints, they will show the world what a great craftsman is!

Then he turned and looked at Wei Zhongxian.

"Old Wei, where are my little gadgets?"

"Here he is!"

Wei Zhongxian came over with a flattering smile and untied a package from behind, which contained several wooden boxes of different sizes.

Zhu Youxiao took one out and opened it, revealing a bunch of gray objects inside.

He took out a tinder, blew it up, and put one of them close to it. In an instant, a bright spark ignited.

It was he who ordered people to make these small fireworks.

In later generations, this thing seemed to be called a fairy wand?

"Come on, come on, who wants to play?"

Zhu Youxiao drew a circle in the air with his fairy wand, causing the concubines to scream.

"Your Majesty, I want..."

"Give it to me, I want it too..."

“Give it to me, give it to me…”

"Hey, don't poke my clothes......"

"........"

After the fairy wands, there were also various small fireworks, and the concubines loved these things.

Only Zhang Yan watched from the side with a beautiful smile, but did not come forward.

Liu Yue was accompanying her beside her, watching the lively scene and smiling from ear to ear.

While playing, they had unknowingly walked the entire distance from the factory to the city gate.

There were six carriages parked outside the city gate. Zhu Youxiao reached out and carried Yan onto one of them.

"You are pregnant and must be tired after walking so far. Take them back to the palace to rest first."

"I'm going to walk around the streets and come back later."

"Ah."

Zhang Yan nodded slightly.

Rong Fei and others also got on the carriages and followed behind, heading back to the palace.

Zhu Youxiao took Wei Zhongxian and a group of followers and strolled on the street.

During the New Year, the curfew will naturally no longer be enforced.

The streets were decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, firecrackers were set off one after another, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Walking to the gate of Zhihua Temple, it used to be crowded with people on New Year's Eve, but tonight, it was empty.

Even passers-by couldn't help but spit at the temple gate.

Further south is the Imperial Examination Hall.

It is very lively here. Under the statue of Confucius, there is a lot of incense burning, but there is no sign of the Kong family.

The armor factory has moved to Zhengcunba outside the city, and this place has become empty. A group of rats are looming under the light of the fireworks in the night sky.

Suddenly, a yellow figure shot out from the corner like a sharp arrow.

Then there was a loud bang and a mouse was thrown down from the top of the wall.

“Meow…”

When I looked up, it was Wang Shiqi, whom I had met in Hong'en Academy a few days ago.

After just a few days of not seeing him, this guy has gained weight, and his shiny fur sparkles in the firelight, looking as if it were oiled.

“Meow…”

Wang Shiqi shouted at Zhu Youxiao again, his eyes still looking at the mouse on the ground.

"Hahahaha, I don't want to eat this, you can keep it for yourself."

As Zhu Youxiao spoke, he asked Wei Zhongxian for a piece of dried meat and handed it to Wang Shiqi.

As a result, Wang Shiqi didn't even look at him, turned around and disappeared into the night.