Chapter 583: Elite troops can secure the country, clever tools can benefit the people

Hydraulic pressure uses a longer stroke to exchange for greater force. Isn't this as simple as the lever principle?

Hydraulic pressure and levers are essentially a kind of basic mechanical principle. Therefore, the impact brought by hydraulic pressure is as great as that of levers. It exists as a basic mechanical principle and is one of the cornerstones of Great Ming engineering.

The Great Ming Wanli tenth-year technological progress award was awarded to Wei Youshan, the manufacturer of water fertilizer at the Xishan Coal Bureau. Water fertilizer indeed still has such and such defects, and even in the matter of increasing production, because the plants are too tall and have weak resistance to lodging, it brought about a reduction in production. But water fertilizer is still a product that benefits all generations.

The Wanli eleventh-year technological progress award was awarded to Huang Zifu, a Five Classics Doctor of the Royal Academy of Things.

The entire discovery and technical realization and application of hydraulic technology were promoted by Huang Zifu. Huang Zifu was recommended by Tan Sima Tan Lun.

The Five Classics Doctors finally breathed a sigh of relief. This year, they bore huge public opinion pressure. In the eyes of the Great Ming base scholars, the Five Classics Doctors, as the Academy of Things staff specially set up by the Emperor, actually lost to a craftsman of the Xishan Coal Bureau in the competition for the technological progress award, which is simply a great shame!

The Five Classics Doctors wanted to explain that in the process of rapid technological development, many mechanical devices and inventions were widely used before people knew them very well, and they were constantly summarizing laws in practice, constantly trying to understand the complex laws behind the phenomena and conducting complete theoretical analysis, in the hope that the results of technological progress could be utilized to the maximum.

This is the mission of the Five Classics Doctors and the Royal Academy of Things.

Such examples are countless. The Great Ming's knowledge of hard sails being able to sail in eight directions is also only half-understood. If the principle of hard sails being able to sail in eight directions can be completely understood, the Great Ming's steam turbines will advance by leaps and bounds.

But the base scholars didn't care about the difference between practice and theoretical research at all, and only felt that the Academy of Things actually lost in the competition for the technological progress award, which was a shame, and they had eaten the imperial grain for so many years in vain!

And this year, the technological progress award finally fell to the Royal Academy of Things, which also finally shut up this kind of questioning.

This Great Ming Emperor, after the New Year, was still very busy. He finally arrived at the main gate of the Royal Academy of Things by carriage. Invited by Minister of Rites Wan Shihe and Shen Li, the Great Ming Emperor stepped down step by step from the Great Imperial Carriage, wearing the twelve-tasseled crown and the twelve-chapter Son of Heaven's robe, and attended this grand ceremony in full dress.

Only on extremely important occasions, such as offering sacrifices to the Taimiao and suburban sacrifices to the Imperial Tombs, would the Emperor take out this set of equipment. This represents respect, respect for the changes brought about by technological progress to the Great Ming.

Banners were fluttering, and the sound of horns and drums was melodious. The musicians of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices beat the chimes, solemn and solemn.

Amidst a chorus of "Long Live," Zhu Yijun stepped into the Royal Academy of Things, walked to the viewing platform set up outside the Sutra Library, and began the second Chonggu Award ceremony.

When this award was called the Chonggu Award by most people, Wang Chonggu, the leader of the industrial party, deserved the name.

Zhu Yijun had no dissatisfaction with the current Wang Chonggu. Wang Chonggu deserved to be the leader of the industrial party.

Wang Chonggu, as the Great Ming Junior Grand Secretary and Minister of Justice, first presented the congratulatory table. After Zhu Yijun reviewed it, he handed it to Feng Bao, who passed it to the Minister of Rites, and the Minister of Rites Shen Li delivered a speech on stage.

"Mozi says: I have the will of heaven, just like a wheel maker has a compass, and a craftsman has a square. The wheel maker and craftsman hold their compass and square to measure the square and circle of the world." When Shen Li said the first sentence, the court officials below immediately felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

The opening remarks of such important occasions are generally based on Confucian classics, but this time, they cited "Mozi," which made the court officials watching the ceremony very dissatisfied. But seeing those correction officials holding embroidered spring knives, plus the Great Ming Emperor sitting on the moon platform watching, naturally represented the Emperor's will.

The base scholars still didn't have the courage to make trouble at the scene.

Is it wrong to be cowardly? If they made trouble at the scene, His Majesty would really kill people.

The reason why Wang Chonggu cited Mozi was to cooperate with the Emperor's decree to compile "Annotations of the Hundred Schools of Thought."

The theory of the will of heaven of the Mohist school and the unity of heaven and man and the theory of heaven's mandate of the Confucian school are two completely contradictory paths. The will of heaven is not a theory of ghosts and gods. Wan Shihe combined the will of heaven with the Dao of the Daoist school, believing that this sentence is interpreted as: Heaven creates all things, and all things follow certain rules, and this will of heaven is the infinite principle of all things.

The Confucian theory of heaven's mandate links the illusory mandate of heaven with the replacement of the imperial throne, such as the supernova explosion guest star that appeared at the end of the sixth year of Longqing, which was linked to the only remaining connection of Zhang Juzheng becoming a regent; the appearance of the great comet in the fifth year of Wanli was linked to Zhang Juzheng's mourning.

The Mohist theory of the will of heaven attributes the will of heaven to a kind of operating law, which has no deep connection with the rotation of human emperors.

"Since the Senior Grand Secretary wrote the theory of contradictions, the Wanli Great Debate began to discuss the impact of production. His Majesty ordered the construction of the Royal Academy of Things to study the principles of all things by investigating things. Time flies, and today, it has blossomed and borne fruit. The Five Classics Doctors have been working hard for years to repay the Emperor's grace."

"Since the first one-horsepower steam engine was completed in the seventh year of Wanli, continuous improvements have been made. Today, there is a test run of a 32-horsepower steam engine. The iron horses galloping on the Chidao and the steam engines roaring in the official factory are all results, and behind these are the sweat of the Five Classics Doctors."

"The Central Plains have been troubled by silver shortages for a long time. Past dynasties have all implemented the paper money method but could not succeed. Today, they are still implementing the money method, minting silver coins, but the production capacity is insufficient, becoming a stumbling block and a stumbling stone. Since the opening of the sea, silver has flowed in rapidly, but because of the inconvenience of circulation, it has been dammed in the inner treasury of the big city. Today, hydraulic pressure has appeared, and it has finally made the Great Ming's silver coin minting capacity even better."

"Recommended by Prince De, reported to the Ministry of Works, reviewed and evaluated by various Five Classics Doctors, the technological progress award was finally finalized and reported to the Cabinet, discussed by the nine ministers of the court, and approved by His Majesty, awarding Five Classics Doctor Huang Zifu, first-class merit award plaque, miracle merit plaque."

It was indeed approved by Zhu Yijun, because the sixteen-tael pure gold merit award plaque was still in Zhu Yijun's hands. This award was personally granted by Zhu Yijun.

Zhu Yijun stood up, walked to Huang Zifu, and said with a smile, "Doctor Huang has worked hard."

Huang Zifu flicked his sleeves and performed the great ceremony of five kowtows and three kowtows.

Zhu Yijun showed displeasure. Kowtowing was fine, but it was still a great ceremony. How did this Ministry of Rites handle things? Last year there was no great ceremony, nor was there this process of kneeling to receive.

Shen Li of the Ministry of Rites saw His Majesty's displeasure for the first time and almost jumped out of his chair. His Majesty actually didn't like the meritorious officials to perform such great ceremonies. Shen Li knew this habit very well. Last time, Wei Youshan only allowed half a ceremony, which was bowing, which was also a part of His Majesty's respect for the virtuous and corporal, and it was to buy people's hearts.

Making contributions to the country and pleading for the people will gain His Majesty's extra respect and imperial favor.

Zhu Zaiyu's face was even uglier. He knew what Huang Zifu was going to say next, because since the review, Huang Zifu had been unwilling to accept this award.

Huang Zifu bowed his head and shouted loudly, "I dare not claim the merit of heaven, I am terrified."

"I have already eaten the Emperor's salary and have no worries about food and clothing. Since I eat the Emperor's salary, I dare not claim merit and receive rewards. The art of hydraulic pressure was completed by colleagues, peers, and comrades together. I alone claim this merit, fearing that gods and men will abandon it. I beg His Majesty to follow the old example and grant favor, giving it to the Academy of Things, and reward it together."

"Without His Majesty's order to build the Academy of Things, without the Academy of Things, I would just be... just a street performer. Relying on a little strange idea, being able to be looked at by Minister Tan is already a blessing from heaven."

"Ah?" Zhu Yijun was extremely surprised. He finished listening to Huang Zifu's complete statement, was stunned for a moment, and said with great emotion, "Rise, rise, just stand up and talk. If everyone in the Great Ming thought like Huang, I could also be

Zhu Yijun looked at everyone's expressions and also knew what had happened.

Huang Zifu was recommended by Tan Lun to enter the court as a Doctor of the Five Classics, and he is most skilled in mechanics. He felt that he should not receive this award alone; the credit was established by the Academy of Physical Sciences together, and he felt guilty for taking all the credit for this monumental achievement himself.

Zhu Yijun knew Huang Zifu's own opinion. Yesterday, he mentioned this matter to Zhu Zaiyu. Huang Zifu's idea was that, like the reward after the invention of the steam engine, the honor belongs to the collective of the Academy of Physical Sciences, not to him personally.

"Take it." Zhu Yijun pulled Huang Zifu's arm and stuffed the one-jin-heavy first-class merit medal into his hand, then smiled and said, "You deserve this reward. Take it, Minister, with a clear conscience."

"Minister Huang, if you don't take it, how can others take it? If you don't progress, how can others progress?"

"The credit and honor naturally belong to the Academy of Physical Sciences, and also to you personally. This is not contradictory or conflicting; just rest assured."

"When others see your extra courtesy and your rewards, they will naturally take you as an example and follow in your footsteps."

"I thank Your Majesty for your great kindness..." Huang Zifu hesitated for a moment but still took the first-class merit medal, his expression still somewhat complicated.

He was just a street performer who tinkered with tea-serving dolls, with some research into clever devices. If he hadn't arrived at the Academy of Physical Sciences and systematically learned the way of physical sciences, could he have achieved today's success? Absolutely impossible.

This is a first-class merit medal, a medal for extraordinary achievements; the Academy of Physical Sciences only has one of these.

Advanced individuals and advanced collectives—an advanced collective is composed of individual advanced individuals. Blindly eating from the same big pot is a harm to enthusiasm. This itself is a process of mutual benefit, mutual promotion, and mutual achievement. Huang Zifu simply understood this relationship as a favor.

"Minister, work harder and produce more technology." Zhu Yijun did not explain it more clearly, just encouraged him to continue making more contributions.

"I obey the decree! That my cleverness can benefit the world is truly a fortunate thing." Huang Zifu was invigorated upon hearing His Majesty put forward further requirements.

Elite troops can secure the country, and clever devices can benefit the people; these are roughly the two sentences that have been verified since the Imperial Academy of Physical Sciences was established.

"Sometimes, the less you have of something, the more you emphasize it." Zhu Yijun looked at the Great Ming officials watching the ceremony, waved his sleeves, and returned to the viewing platform.

Confucian scholars emphasize morality; self-cultivation is cultivating moral character. Huang Zifu has virtue and knows how to repay kindness. Even when such a monumental reward fell upon him, he remained calm and unperturbed, constantly running around, hoping to grant the collective of the Imperial Academy of Physical Sciences the title of Doctor of the Five Classics; the Doctors of the Five Classics need more affirmation.

However, when Confucian scholars discuss merit and rewards, they scramble to claim credit, and the Registrar of Daxing County even made a joke out of reporting good news.

How much grain can be harvested from one mu of land? Can Zhu Yijun not know?

Only the extraordinary merit medals are awarded by the Emperor himself. The Technical Progress Award is also divided into five grades: there are two spots for the second grade, four for the third, eight for the fourth, and sixteen for the fifth. For example, the copper-clad wooden shipbuilding technology won a second-class merit medal, and the Baoqi Department's breeding of forage grass also received a second-class award.

It's just that Zhu Yijun accepted the award on behalf of the Baoqi Department. Xu Zhenming, the Director of the Great Ming Baoqi Department, is in the Hetao region, practicing the actual planting of improved forage grass and summarizing experience. For the award ceremony, he could only regretfully be absent and asked His Majesty to accept it on his behalf.

The award ceremony lasted for a full hour before it ended. Zhu Yijun did not return to the palace but sat in the Grand Imperial Carriage and, accompanied by the ministers, went to the Xishan Coal Bureau. It was the day for the annual distribution of bonuses to every craftsman. This itinerary was very simple; Zhu Yijun never gave long speeches, just waved his hand and said: "Distribute the money!"

Real gold and silver are sometimes far more important than drawing big cakes.

The enthusiasm of the Xishan Coal Bureau, the Woolen Official Factory, and the Shipyard was all bought with real gold and silver. Without a downward distribution mechanism, the official factory group construction and the engineer group camp would, as Lin Fucheng said, inevitably fail, and even fail quickly.

The scene was orderly, with distribution carried out by each workshop unit. The Embroidered Uniform Guards, Eastern Depot agents, and Ministry of Revenue ambassadors watched personally. In addition, after the fact, the Embroidered Uniform Guards would visit the official factories, which basically guaranteed that the distribution reached everyone.

"I'll eat at the official factory today. Zhang Daban, just go to the cafeteria and get some food." Zhu Yijun sat on the big chair that Wang Chonggu usually sat in and flipped through the accounts on the table; this was this year's production plan.

According to Wang Chonggu's plan, if the wool material can grow at the same rate as last year, increasing from 120,000 bags to 140,000 bags, then 1.2 million bolts of woolen cloth can be produced this year.

This will greatly facilitate the Great Ming's expansion in Liaodong. Woolen cloaks are the flagship product of the Great Ming's woolen factory, and most of them are sent to Liaodong, mainly for expansion.

Hypothermia is a very dangerous thing. For example, in weather with huge temperature differences like early summer or late summer, a heavy rain in the mountains can cause the temperature to plummet, and people wearing thin clothes might die directly from hypothermia, which can be roughly understood as freezing to death.

And woolen cloaks are the sharp weapon to ensure that one does not suffer from hypothermia. A single cloak weighs six or seven jin and is warmer than a cotton quilt.

"Your Majesty, no." Zhang Hong rejected His Majesty's request. He bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I have brought a cook; I will cook the meal myself."

"Really..." Zhu Yijun waved his hand impatiently and said, "Cook it yourself, cook it yourself, I'll listen to you."

Zhang Hong had made big bowls of herbal tea and light cakes for the Emperor. When the capital camp went on an expedition, His Majesty would eat a light cake of the same type as the soldiers every day. It wasn't that Zhang Hong didn't want His Majesty to eat the same as the craftsmen, but this was Wang Chonggu's territory, and he needed to be careful.

"Why is there a commotion outside the door?" Zhu Yijun frowned and looked at Feng Bao and asked.

Feng Bao hurriedly let a young eunuch go out to check. The young eunuch hurried away and hurried back, bowing his head and saying, "Your Majesty, there are kiln workers who want to file an imperial complaint!"

"Who? Complaining against whom! Open the court, open the court!" Zhu Yijun finished flipping through the accounts and didn't even have time to eat; he immediately opened the court.

For a heaven-shattering matter like killing an official of the imperial court, let alone Wang Qian, even Wang Chonggu could not cover it.

Since the outbreak of the Great Wall construction case, the imperial court had appointed Li Le to investigate. Wang Chonggu's reaction was to bribe, not to kill.

Killing is intensifying the conflict; it is a lose-lose situation. There would not even be a chance to atone for one's crimes. Wang Chonggu knew very well the terrible impact of killing an imperial official.

One can kill, as long as one can withstand the accountability. Cao Cao killed Empress Fu of Emperor Xian of Han, and nothing happened, right?

Li Ducai clearly could not withstand the imperial court's accountability. Let alone the imperial court, even Ling Yunyi's accountability was something Li Ducai could not withstand.

"Li Ducai must be taken back to the capital because a new situation has arisen. Although he was deceived nine times out of ten, we still need to conduct an investigation." Li Yougong looked at Ling Yunyi with some difficulty, asking for Ling Yunyi's opinion.

Ling Yunyi frowned and asked, "If it is not Wang Qian, how will Li Ducai be dealt with?"

"He will live for a long time. After all, the specimens in the Dissection Institute are not abundant, so we have to use them sparingly." Li Yougong said with some uncertainty, "These are extremely precious consumables. The Dissection Institute doesn't receive many specimens a year. Whenever there is any achievement, they are pointed at and scolded by the court officials for being inhumane."

The grand physicians of the Dissection Institute moved forward under heavy resistance. The resistance during the process of medical progress was all borne by His Majesty.

Everyone felt that the burden placed on Shen Shixing was heavy, but who had thought that the burden on His Majesty was not light? The heavy burden of making the Great Ming great again was borne by His Majesty alone.

On the first day of the first lunar month, Zhu Yijun offered sacrifices to his ancestors at the Taimiao and gave a work report, once a year, without fail.

"This year, silver was wasted to repair the Bell and Drum Tower of the main yamen. Everyone says it is a wonder, but actually, it is for the convenience of the people in the capital. At least one can tell the time from afar. For the two million people in the capital of the Great Ming, it is not expensive. I think it is worth it." Zhu Yijun spoke of the Bell and Drum Tower completed in the twelfth lunar month.

Some people impeached this as a wonder of grand construction and a waste, but now, whether it is pendulum clocks, pocket watches, or egg-shaped watches, the prices are very expensive and belong to items that only a few people can afford. Building such a Bell and Drum Tower, one can see it from afar and hear the bell ringing, knowing it is the hour. It can barely be considered an investment in public facilities.

Zhu Yijun felt it was not a loss.

"The one thing that gives me the biggest headache is the silver damming. Now, 6.5 million taels of silver are imported from overseas every year, plus the global trade of ocean-going sailing ships, another 3 million taels or more flow in. In the twelfth and thirteenth years of Wanli, the capacity for minting silver coins can only reach 6.5 million taels. By then, there will still be damming."

"Sigh, having too much money is sometimes a trouble." Zhu Yijun burned another engineering book on the difficulties of minting silver coins and the application of hydraulic technology, clapped his hands, and said with great pride.

Even if one counted all the portraits in this Taimiao, except for Zhu Di who was not short of money, for every other one, Zhu Yijun could stand on a mountain of silver and say to them, "Poor ghosts!"

Including Zhu Yuanzhang!

After Zhu Yuanzhang ended the chaotic times, he restored production and life and continued to use force until the twenty-first year of Hongwu, which was considered a phased end. Therefore, during the Hongwu period, it was really not rich. If he did not strike down the title of the Emperor of Northern Yuan, Zhu Yuanzhang would not be able to sit securely on this throne. Since he promised to destroy Northern Yuan, no matter how difficult, he had to destroy it.

Zhu Yuanzhang fulfilled his promise, which is why he could completely take whatever he wanted from below.

Actually, Zhu Di was not very rich either. Fighting a war is a very, very expensive thing. The little profit Zhu Di obtained from official ships and official trade was all used in the Northern Expedition, which could be considered as completely beating the Northern Yuan Khanate into Northern Barbarians.

Zhu Yijun was different. His silver was piled up like a mountain, and because of the damming problem, for the next two or three years, it had to be piled up in the inner treasury, and it was piling up more and more.

"These ministers, especially the Minister of Revenue Wang Guoguang and the Vice Minister Zhang Xueyan, treat my inner treasury as a tool to regulate silver circulation. It is truly heaven-defying, but I have no choice but to do so." Zhu Yijun looked at so much silver that could not be used for investment. It was indeed urgent, but there was no collective in the private sector that could bear the pressure of such a scale of silver accumulation without being put back into reproduction.

Because with the inflow, silver was also quietly becoming less precious.

Zhu Yijun rambled for a long time, reported the events of the eleventh year of Wanli, and then smiled and threw the last volume of books into the fire. This was "A Collection of Romantic Anecdotes."

"There is a piece of gossip, burn it for the ancestors to have some fun. During the New Year, everyone can have fun together. I have exposed the dirty deeds done by those fifty base scholars. These dog things really don't know shame; they don't take shame as shame but take it as glory. Although it looks like nothing happened, it is just stubbornness. Even the vegetable farmers in Caihu Camp are ashamed to deliver vegetables to them."

"I had my soldiers give them twenty strokes; they will live in shame for the rest of their lives and will never be able to turn over!"

The impact caused by the romantic anecdotes was even more terrifying than Zhu Yijun imagined. After all, they were all well-founded, and the content was very detailed. Moreover, these base scholars bit the hand that fed them, yet no one went to the yamen to file a complaint, which shows that it was indeed true.

These people were pointed at and scolded wherever they went.

Did the demon book stir up public opinion and affect the court's decrees? Zhu Yijun was truly very skilled at this set.

After Zhu Yijun finished the work report, he finally started his official vacation. Zhu Yiliu had grown into an adult, as strong as a calf, wrestling with Xiong Tingbi. Zhu Yiliu was only one year older than Xiong Tingbi. This one year could not form an overwhelming advantage, but Zhu Yiliu could win every time. After all, this was the Prince of Lu, and Xiong Tingbi was now a commoner.

There was only one such stubborn person as Luo Sigong who did not think of compliance.

"Call Wang Chonggu and his son here. I want to ask them, if it is really as Li Ducai said, that most of the silver he embezzled fell into Wang Qian's pocket, then this Li Ducai cannot be allowed to enter the capital alive." Zhu Yijun looked at the secret report sent by Li Yougong, his face solemn.

Even if there was a one-in-ten-thousand chance, as long as there was such a possibility, one had to be careful.

Li Yougong's secret report was sent back to the capital by carrier pigeon, which was much faster than the post. Using carrier pigeons to transmit information was a method of transmitting information found during exploration after opening the sea.

"Your Majesty, heaven and earth are my witness! Let him enter the capital, and I will confront him. If I have received even a single copper coin, I, Wang Qian, will be his son! I will take his surname! What kind of thing is he? Is he worthy?" After Wang Qian saw the secret report, he was stunned. Could he be stupid enough to give someone a receipt?

Wang Chonggu's face turned black. Wang Qian was really talking nonsense. His own father was right in front of him!

"Your Majesty, after the New Year, we must rectify these brokers. There are simply too many such troubles. Back then, when Hu Zongxian pacified the Japanese pirates, Hu Zongxian's son Hu Baiqi passed through Chunan County. Hai Rui didn't care at all that he was the Viceroy's son and directly hung him up and beat him. Hu Zongxian couldn't do anything about it." There were two key points in Wang Chonggu's words: the first was to launch the Spring Thunder Action to rectify brokers, and the second was Hai Rui's integrity.

He was indeed a treacherous official, but that was in the past. This identity of a treacherous official could have anything pinned on him. Even broker swindlers specifically used his name to swindle. He was the Minister of Justice; he had to crack down strictly!

The imperial court indeed needed someone like Hai Rui as an example.

When Hai Rui was the Magistrate of Chunan, Hu Zongxian's third son Hu Baiqi passed through Chunan and hung the post-rider upside down. Hai Rui hung Hu Baiqi upside down and beat him. Hu Zongxian did not make things difficult for Hai Rui because this matter itself was Hu Baiqi's fault. Let him learn a lesson so he wouldn't be lawless and cause greater trouble.

This was the most typical example of not fearing the powerful and noble, and Hu Zongxian was not a petty person. At that time, Japanese pirates were frequent. If Hu Zongxian really wanted to do something to Hai Rui, he probably would have done it long ago, but Hu Zongxian did not.

"Rectifying the chaos of brokers is indeed something that must be done. Now that we are talking behind closed doors, whether to let this Li Ducai enter the capital alive is the key issue." Zhu Yijun did not cover it up and was straightforward.

Even if there was real corruption and real money was taken, it was not a problem. 34,000 taels, even if Wang Chonggu really took it, in the eyes of the upright Hai Rui, it would only be dismissal.

Therefore, one can use some means to prevent the dynasty from being in turmoil.

"Let him enter the capital alive. If we calculate the accounts before the second year of Wanli, I am indeed not clean. But after the second year of Wanli, I have a clear conscience, I am worthy of the imperial court, worthy of the people of the world, and even more worthy of His Majesty's trust." Wang Chonggu did not cover it up either. If he didn't take it, he didn't take it.

"Junior Grand Secretary Wang also has a younger brother, Wang Chongyi. Did he do things outside behind Junior Grand Secretary Wang's back?" Zhu Yijun reminded Wang Chonggu. It might not be the two of them, father and son; it might be someone impersonating them.

Wang Chonggu shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, Zhang Siwei was exterminated by the clan. I was lucky enough to survive by relying on minor merits."

Only those who have been hit by an iron fist know the pain. After the fist wind brushed past the lives of Wang Chonggu's whole family, the biggest consensus of the Wang family was to listen to His Majesty.

The silver given by His Majesty can be taken; the silver not given cannot be touched. ===== CHAPTER 580 =====

Scholars have rotten hearts.

Zhu Yijun had Feng Bao do two things: one was to let Song Rendong accidentally find a sum of silver, and the second was to have a craftsman who liked to visit brothels take Song Rendong to visit brothels, to see what the fickleness of the world is like—when you have silver, you are greeted with smiles; when you have no silver, you are treated with cold faces.

After experiencing it once, Song Rendong naturally knew that the Li Niang in his heart only lived in his heart.

The next morning, Feng Bao, who had been waiting for a long time, reported the progress of the matter.

"That Song Rendong handed the 100 taels of silver he found to the legal department of the official factory. The first thing didn't succeed, but the second thing did. Yesterday, he was taken to a brothel by the old hands of the official factory to seek pleasure." Feng Bao said with some surprise.

"Handed it to the legal department? Not keeping what he found?" Zhu Yijun didn't expect at all that the first thing didn't succeed.

That was a full 100 taels of silver!