Hard to be a good wife

In the stable, the steed that Wang Zizhao had selected in advance was shaking its hooves uneasily, probably because there were too many people around it, making it unable to calm down.

"Let's do it." Wang Zizhao nodded to the craftsman, signaling him to start.

It was not the first time the craftsman had done this, so he acted calmly.

It is impossible for Wang Zizhao to bring something that has not been successfully tested to the court and say that seeing is believing. He just wants the King of Southern Jin and the ministers to witness this miracle with their own eyes.

Since Tang Yue appeared in his life, he has encountered more and more miracles, which is why he can't wait to tie people by his side.

Everyone saw that the craftsman nailed the iron into the horse's shoe, and the horse stood obediently and ate grass without showing any pain. After the sound of "ding ding dong dong" ended, everyone was still a little unconscious.

"Is it over like this?" King Nanjin asked Wang Zizhao unrealistically.

"Yes, as long as the horseshoe is nailed into the horse's shoe, it is best to ask a veterinarian to take a closer look at the horse's shoe. If there is any damage, it should be treated in time to avoid tetanus."

"Let the horse take a few steps to see." If the King of Nanjin hadn't been worried about safety, he would have even wanted to jump on the horse and verify it for himself.

As soon as Wang Zizhao waved his hand, Hu Jinpeng strode over, jumped on the horse's back neatly, grabbed the reins, put his legs between the horse's belly, and shouted: "Drive..."

The horses started to gallop in the square. The grass around the stables was too soft to hear the sound of the horseshoes colliding with the ground, but everyone saw that the horses were running happily, so they had no doubts.

Wang Zixian, who came over after hearing the news, stood aside, staring at the scene with a gloomy expression, "As long as this thing is nailed into the horse's hoof, the loss of the horse can be reduced? It sounds a bit exaggerated."

Wang Zizhao didn't even look him in the eye, and replied, "You can ask the horseman to check whether the exaggeration is true."

"Quickly, pull the horse back and take a closer look." The King of Nanjin was very happy and decided to get on the horse and try it himself.

Hu Jinpeng rode the horse back, patted him on the neck with admiration, jumped off the back of the horse and said, "Your Majesty, after getting on the horse's hoof, I was a little uncomfortable at first, and my steps were a little messy, but after a few more steps, I ran more and more. The more stable you are, the faster and more stable you feel than running without horseshoes.”

"Is that so?" The King of Southern Jin couldn't wait to take off his large brocade robe, got on his horse, whipped his whip, and ran out like lightning.

The King of the Southern Jin Dynasty was also a man who went to the battlefield on horseback. Although his riding skills were not as superb as before, he was better than ordinary young people.

He turned around and came back, full of vigor, and laughed loudly: "Haha... Shan! Great Shan! The widow seems to have regained the feeling of galloping on the battlefield when he was young."

He jumped off the horse, knelt down and raised the horse's hoof to watch.

Everyone hurriedly obstructed: "Your Majesty, no!"

The horse kicked its hind hooves and almost kicked the king of Southern Jin into the air. Fortunately, the emperor was in a good mood, and instead of being angry, he praised: "It's so strong! It's worthy of being a good horse and BMW!"

Wang Zizhao took the opportunity to propose the introduction of high-quality and rare war horses from North Vietnam. The King of Southern Jin hesitated and asked, "How can it be possible to sell North Vietnam after buying it?"

"My son has learned that merchants transport horses privately. There is no need for many stallions, a hundred are enough."

"Then the cost... the national treasury is tight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to buy so many good horses."

"My son is going to build a caravan, specializing in north-south trading. We can try to bring back medicinal materials, furs, livestock, and grains in the north."

This is the result of discussions between Wang Zizhao and Tang Yue. Tang Yue needs some medicinal materials that only grow in the north, and he wants to try to cultivate and plant the food in the north in the south. Together, the two decided to build a business together. Team.

And Tang Yue was still thinking, when Zhang Chun's verdict comes down, let him go to the caravan to practice for a few years first. The cognition of this era is just a character of fortitude and hardship.

"Caravan? There are private merchants who can be requisitioned. Why do you have to work hard?"

"This caravan is not for profit, it is just to transport the North Vietnamese things back, and I want some loyal slaves to do it."

"Also." The King of Southern Jin nodded, "If necessary, we can ask the subordinate province to assist and exempt the caravan from taxes. The road guide can be unimpeded in the Southern Jin Dynasty. As for money..."

"My son will find a way." Wang Zizhao took the initiative to solve this problem that caused everyone a headache.

Everyone didn't show it on the surface, but they were more and more sure of Wang Zizhao in their hearts. With such a responsible and capable successor, why would the Southern Jin Dynasty not be prosperous?

After watching the horses, everyone returned to the main hall, and the King of Nanjin immediately ordered that all the horses that passed by be nailed with horseshoes.

"Your Majesty, if this is the case, I'm afraid the reserves of iron are not enough. These irons were originally used to make farm tools and prepare for next year's spring plowing."

"Can you speed up mining?"

"In terms of manpower... can the corvee be increased?"

"No." Wang Zizhao was the first to object, and suggested: "Many prisoners have been imprisoned in cities in the Southern Jin Dynasty. It is better to send these prisoners to the mining area and let them replace their crimes with work."

"The Ninth Prince's proposal is not approved." Lu Guogong stood up and said: "These criminals are all treacherous and evil people. If they take the opportunity to escape, they will cause endless disasters!"

They were a bunch of desperate people, if they escaped, where would they be arrested?

Wang Zizhao glanced at him, and said calmly: "Winter is coming soon, and there are few battles in winter. You can send troops to guard the mining area. If you don't even look down on a few prisoners, can you still count on them to defend your home and country?"

Many ministers echoed: "The prince made a point. Replacing migrant workers with prisoners will not only allow the people to recuperate, but also allow the prisoners to do more for the Southern Jin Dynasty."

So as not to waste food in prison all day long!

The King of Nanjin thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "However, you must keep an eye on this group of people. If anyone dares to escape, they will be killed on the spot!"

"Here."

After several important matters were resolved, King Nanjin heaved a sigh of relief, regardless of whether it was too late, "Zhaoer, can you tell me, where did you get these things, and which strange person did they come from?"

Wang Zizhao had already thought about the answers, so he came up with them one by one, "My son was going to Qinyang City on this trip. On the way, he saw an old man bundle up a wolf's tail hair and use it as a brush to smear the walls with paint, so he had an idea. , I want to make a pen for writing with hair.

Erchen asked people to experiment several times, and finally made a brush. As for the ink, it was developed by Tang Xiaolang from Liyang Houfu. You should know that he is the doctor who cured Erchen's legs.

Horseshoes were used on cow hooves by an old man on the way to Qinyang City. The old man felt sorry for the livestock, so he wrapped the cow's hooves with leather. My son thought, if cow hooves can be used, horseshoes can also be used. , So people designed the horseshoe. "

Although these people were created out of nothing, it is believed that the King of Southern Jin would not be able to investigate. Even if he wanted to, Wang Zizhao was already prepared.

Although everyone felt that Wang Zizhao's observation skills were comparable to others, and he could always draw inferences from the subtleties, but no one suspected that he was fraudulent.

Moreover, these reasons are reasonable and can withstand scrutiny. Although there is a little bit of luck, who is to say that people are favored by heaven?

And if they had seen this scene, they might not have thought of changing these things into these two pioneering works.

Wang Zizhao has undoubtedly made a great contribution this time. The crown prince has been firmly established before, and the King of Southern Jin has no reason to delay it any longer.

"Zhao'er is young, I wanted you to practice for a few more years, but you were seriously injured, I dare not let you go to the battlefield again, why don't you start handling government affairs with me."

"This is the duty of the son-in-law. If the war breaks out again, the son-in-law can go to the border again. Even if he can't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy himself, he can still sit in the back and make a small contribution!"

Everyone praised: "Ninth Prince Gao Yi..."

"Your Highness is kind, but you must not take any more risks."

An Guogong winked at an official of his own faction, and the other party immediately stood up and shouted: "My lord, please make the ninth prince the crown prince!"

This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone. Even the individual ministers who supported other princes could not say that Wang Zizhao was not good enough to take on this important task.

Wang Zixian was so angry that he gave Duke Lu a wink, but the other party squinted his eyes as if he was asleep, pretending he didn't see it at all.

The King of Nanjin hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement.

"Let's draw up the decree... Zhao'er is not too young, so let's choose the princess and concubine together."

"Your Majesty, according to my opinion, Princess Tangxi is the most suitable candidate. He is not as talented as a man and a woman with good looks, so it is better to be happy than to be married by His Majesty!"

"Hey..." An Guogong sneered, "Yi'an Hou is really good at joking, how can you bring up the divorced marriage again? Who do you think Wang Zizhao is? Where is the face of the royal family? Marry if you want. If you don't want to marry, don't marry!"

Wang Zizhao only replied with four words: "A broken mirror is hard to reconcile!"