Be a group pet in the Qing Palace where the prince and the fourth master have been reborn

Emperor Luanjia arrived in the capital yesterday, and returned to the imperial city full of energy after a day of recuperation in the South Garden of the capital. Kangxi asked Prince Yu how he was doing these days with a smile on his face after not seeing Prince Yu for two months.

Fuquan glanced at him indescribably, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, have you read the letter that I sent over quickly?"

The capital has always been in touch with the southern tour team. He sent the private letter and the memorial together. It stands to reason that you can see it on the day you send it. But judging by the emperor's expression, why does he look like a normal person?

Chang Ning took Yinti to the Luanjia, squeezed away and sat next to the coachman, Liang Jiugong winked and wanted to join in the fun. When Kangxi read the letter, the two of them were waiting beside him. They both wanted to know what the prince did to scare the second brother/uncle overnight. Send a letter to Shengjia.

Kangxi glanced at the two living treasures, one big and one small, and allowed them to "eavesdrop" on the sidelines. He changed his posture and said to Fuquan, "Send it to me for a letter. The crown prince asked the official kiln to burn colored glaze, and the money is still the money. Come out, let him reflect at home, but in the end, reflect and indulge the prince's mischief, I don't think he is free enough."

Fuquan nodded, knowing that he didn't read the last letter he sent, so he sighed and said, "Your Majesty, the official kiln craftsmen really made colored glaze, which is even smoother than Western colored glaze. The craftsman has been living in the official kiln for half a month."

"It's really burnt?" Kangxi sat up straight in shock, and asked again half-believingly, "Second brother, don't lie to me, those missionaries brought colored glaze to me, and I have seen it. When the late emperor was there, there were craftsmen who studied it for so many years. I haven't seen them burned before, so why did the prince burn it as soon as he said it?"

"The prince read the book for several days, and went to the official kiln to tell the craftsmen what to pay attention to. Maybe it was God's gratitude to the prince for his hard work, and it was done all at once." Fuquan also couldn't figure it out. Didn't get anything out, why did the prince burn it as soon as he said it?

Before he came, he had planned to tell the emperor about this, so he went to the prince's place to bring his writing. Kangxi looked at the small black handprint bound on the first page, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is this?"

Fuquan's expression was even weirder than before, "This is the palm print of Brother Jiu. The prince said to keep it as a souvenir, so he put it together and didn't take it down."

"Yinqi is only a little older, are they playing or are they doing business?" Kangxi couldn't laugh or cry as he turned the page and looked at the writing inside thoughtfully, "This is really written by the prince. I look like I have rich experience. The old craftsman wrote it?"

Prince Yu's eyes gradually became resentful, and he hesitated to speak, frightened Kangxi's hand trembling and almost threw the things in his hand.

Just because this thing was written so similarly, the official kiln succeeded in firing colored glaze in one fell swoop, so he was afraid that the prince would never love government affairs and other things. The Qing Dynasty couldn't really produce a colored glaze prince.

Chang Ning was curious about what was written on the paper, and he stretched his head to see it, but he couldn't see anything clearly from too far away, Yinti tugged at his sleeve, wanting to tell him that the two of them weren't peeping if they kept moving.

Kangxi read two pages, and finally understood why Fuquan sent him private messages one after another. Seeing that the prince wrote these things, it was obviously not like he had just flipped through the book for a few days, but he didn't usually see the prince read this kind of book, could it be true? Gifted?

"I was worried that the crown prince would become a doctor before, but now I am worried that the crown prince will become a craftsman. Why does that kid have so many strange ideas?" Kangxi pinched his brows, and began to worry before returning to the palace, but it was too early for him to worry.

Fuquan still felt that the stimulation was not enough, so he continued to say, "Your Majesty, the crown prince thinks that the roads in the capital are not easy to walk, and the glass is easy to break when bumped in the carriage, so he wants to replace all the sandy roads in the capital."

Kangxi:? ? ?

Chang Ning:? ? ?

Yinti:? ? ?

So can you toss?

The two secretly hid outside and finally couldn't lie down anymore. Seeing that the threshold had passed the bright side, Liu Kangxi doubted life by himself, and dragged Prince Yu to start asking questions.

Chang Ning pulled Yinti up, changed his posture and sat on the threshold, and asked enthusiastically, "Second brother, what kind of colored glaze is fired from the official kiln?"

There are glazed vases sold in Western shops in the inner city, and the price has been set at a high price. He wanted to buy them a long time ago, but he was afraid that he would be scolded for wasting money after buying them. How much money?

Yinti rubbed his hands a little excitedly, "Second uncle, the crown prince really proposed to change all the roads in the capital?"

He likes to run horses. It was enough for him when he first learned to ride and shoot in Gongli Changjie. The way out of the palace is not easy. If the entire capital road is the same as the avenue outside Zhengyang Gate, it will be much more convenient for him to go out to the palace for a horse race.

Fuquan was stared at by two pairs of eyes who feared that the world would not be chaotic. He wished that one of them would reward them with their brains.

Yinti is young and likes to play, which makes sense. Changning, when you are old enough, you can return vases and vases. You can be a fucking vase yourself.

Prince Yu has lost a lot of hair these days, he must be patient and speak well in front of the prince, it is not easy to vent his anger in the yamen, and he must not get angry at home for no reason when he returns to the palace. Scolding, with full firepower, directly scolded Chang Ning and dared not raise his head.

Prince Gong was scolded all over his head and face, scared the elder brother to run away quickly, and tiptoed to their family Khan Ama, patted his chest with a look of fear, "I didn't expect the second uncle to be so fierce, so I had better dodge quickly."

"I scold you more fiercely, do you want to try?" Kangxi smiled and looked at the older son, who was more serious when he went out, rolled the paper into a paper tube and tapped his palm, looking up and down the elder brother, as if he was thinking about where to go Start scolding.

Yinti was keenly aware of the danger, and immediately changed his tone, "Khan Ama calm down, the prince should be interested in Liuli on a whim, and when his son returns to the palace, he must urge him to calm down and study hard, and try to relieve Khan Ama's worries as soon as possible. "

"Stinky boy, it's all about the same thing, and it was brought by that unreliable Chang Ning." Kangxi laughed angrily at his reaction, knocked him on the forehead with a paper tube, and drove him off to ride a horse .

Yinti went out happily, leaving Chang Ning scolded by the second brother and taught by the third brother, dejected and wronged.

He only asked one sentence, as for whether this lesson has been taught or not, and he is not a three-year-old child, does he want to lose face?

Fuquan ignored and sighed Chang Ning. After scolding someone, he was in a good mood. When he mentioned the colored glaze of the official kiln, he was not depressed but only excited. Leaving aside the terrible guess that the prince might become a craftsman in the future, it would be beneficial for the official kiln to produce colored glaze. It's a big deal.

It is not useless for Suo'etu to stay in the official kiln. There must be brave men under heavy rewards. The third master of Suo is not afraid of spending money. A large batch of shaped glazes, with those glazes, it is very likely that the official kiln will not continue to lose money, but will become the most profitable place for the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

At that time, the Guangchu Department will not need to allocate money, and the official kilns can also feed back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

After talking about the benefits, it was the turn of the difficulties. Fuquan was so shocked that Kangxi could not speak, and said, "The official kiln craftsmen have a fixed number, and they can't all burn glass, and they must continue to burn porcelain tiles. If the emperor wants to use colored glaze To make money, it is best to change the place and build a kiln to recruit craftsmen again."

"Second brother, wait a minute, let me slow down for a while." Kangxi raised his hand to make Fuquan stop, holding the small table next to him, feeling his mind is full of mud. He has only been away for two months, how could such a thing happen in the capital? many things?

Official kilns not only produce glazed glass, but also glass bottles and glass bowls that are worth thousands of gold. According to the second brother, the blowing method is not difficult, and new craftsmen can learn it quickly without consuming raw materials. Many, the cost is even lower than that of ceramics used by ordinary people.

Those Western missionaries brought colored glaze from the West at extremely high prices. If official kilns can easily produce low-cost colored glaze, even if the price is only one-tenth of the price of Western colored glaze, the court can still make a lot of money.

The water control in the Henan area is in need of money, and Yakesa also needs money for the war. This is because God sees that they are short of money, so they smashed a golden mountain for them?

God bless the Qing Dynasty, it turns out that pies will fall from the sky.

Kangxi gasped, his excited voice trembling, and ordered Liang Jiugong to speed up and return to the palace, and then complained and looked at Fuquan, "Second brother is also, why don't you let Baocheng come out to pick him up?"

Prince Yu resisted the impulse to roll his eyes, and replied with a normal expression, "Your Majesty forgot, you sent someone to send a letter to tell you yesterday, saying that you are afraid that the prince will make troubles, so you can just let the prince pick you up outside the palace gate."

Kangxi pinched his chin in doubt, touched the stubble and asked, "Is there any?"

With a smile on his face, Fuquan turned around and looked at Prince Gong cheering up to watch the excitement, "Chang Ning, do you think there is?"

The corners of Chang Ning's mouth twitched slightly, and he said bravely, "Yes... yes..."

"That's it, then it's okay. Anyway, I'll be in the palace later, so I don't need to make another trip." Kangxi nodded, spread out the paper tube and looked at the small handprint on the title page. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, "Xiao Jiu When I was only a little older, I knew that I was going to study with my brother, and I am worthy of being my son, and I will definitely be promising when I grow up."

Fuquan: ...

Chang Ning: ...

Fine.

The emperor praised his son, what else could they say?

Just listen and you're done.

At the gate of the palace, the prince was in a good mood waiting for Kangxi to come back. The second uncle had a too good temper and couldn't be bullied by an honest person. He didn't have such worries when his relative Ama came back. The second uncle didn't dare to take care of things, so it was absolutely no problem to find his relative Ama.

He went to the official kiln again two days ago, and Suo'etu was quite reliable when he was running an errand. Looking at the shaped glass products, he even thought for a moment that he was in the glass processing factory of later generations.

They are craftsmen of the Great Celestial Dynasty, they are just batches!

The crown prince was carrying the newly released "Capital Reconstruction Plan" on his body, and the title page had already been stamped with Yin Qi's small handprint, which he had discussed with the fourth child for a long time, which was the most suitable for the current productivity reform plan.

There is no need for a big split to leap directly into a modern metropolis. We only want the capital to be livable. Don’t walk on the road like a medieval western city. As long as Khan Ama nods, he will immediately let the craftsmen start to study cement.

The planning book has been written, and the only thing that needs to be done is Khan Ama nodded.

Emperor Luanjia was getting closer and closer, and soon arrived at the gate of the palace. The father and son were so excited that they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Kangxi asked the prince to come to him. You let it burn, is that right?"

"Han Ama told me that my son and my uncle went outside to look at the shops of Westerners. I really couldn't understand how they looted money in the Qing Dynasty, so I went back and looked for related books. It is the official kiln craftsmen who made the colored glaze. My son doesn't dare to take the credit." The prince said modestly, setting his attitude right now, and Khan Ama would be embarrassed to reprimand him later.

The emperor returned to the palace, and the accompanying officials had already returned to their homes. Apart from Kangxi, there were only two princes and an elder brother on the chariot, and they were all going to the Palace of Compassion and Peace to report safety. It feels like a lifetime away.

God knows what he's living these days.

The prince had a plan prepared in his sleeve, and he was very gentle and courteous in front of his family Khan Ama. He only mentioned a few words that the newly burnt large-faced colored glaze could be made into windows, and then he presented the plan for transforming the capital.

He doesn't want to go out to be a garbage dump, and the people in the capital don't want to live in a garbage dump every day.

In order to prevent those southern scholars from being shocked by the filth and chaos of the capital when they came to the capital, to make the people all over the world think that the capital is a good place, and to make the capital a representative city of the Qing Dynasty, the transformation of the capital must be put on the agenda.

Kangxi looked at the familiar small handprint on the title page, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this also Yin Qi'an?"

"Khan Ama is wise." The crown prince nodded, and began to talk nonsense with his eyes open, "This is done by my son and the fourth and ninth brothers together, Khan Ama, the ninth brother has already wanted to share your worries at a young age, you Be sure to read it carefully, otherwise the ninth brother will cry."

Khan Ama often goes out of the palace, so he must know the conditions in the inner city and outer city. There are strong winds in spring and autumn, and rain and snow in summer and winter.

——The muddy road is full of ridges, cars and horses are impassable, and the mess is diffuse, soaking through the rivers and lakes.

He didn't believe that Khan Amma didn't feel uncomfortable seeing that scene.

It is not enough to just build roads, the sewers have to be reused. During the previous dynasty, the drainage ditches inside and outside the capital were blocked, and one block has been blocked for so many years. The old Zhu family is gone. The more difficult it is to unblock after dragging, and we can't wait until the capital is flooded to pay attention.

Do you know why there are so many dirty and messy materials in the capital left by later generations?It is those scholars who came from a clean place and left their works after being shocked!

Although these problems are inevitable in crowded and prosperous places, they cannot be left unresolved. It is true that the people of the capital are used to living in this environment, but it does not mean that they do not want to change to a cleaner place to live.

Listening to his son's words, Kangxi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and turned over the one with the small handprint on it, and asked while reading the contents, "Why did Baocheng think of building roads?"

The crown prince sat upright, and began to answer according to the thoughts that teenagers should have, "The glass is fragile, and the road in the capital is not easy to walk. Only one piece of glass was delivered to the palace a few days ago intact. My son thinks so. Once the road is leveled, transporting colored glaze will not be so difficult."

Kangxi clicked his tongue and continued to ask, "Why do you need so much colored glaze?"

"Large glazed glass can be used as a window." The crown prince blinked and replied innocently, "The candlelight hurts the eyes. My son wants Han Ama to handle official business in the study with glass windows."

Kangxi was moved, put the two simple bound booklets together, patted the prince on the shoulder and said warmly, "Tell the truth."

The prince hesitated for a moment, shrank his neck and said honestly, "My son wants to live in a bright and big house with big windows, not afraid of the wind and rain, and a big house where he can directly bask in the sun when the weather is good."

Kangxi couldn't put it into words, seeing how hard he had raised his son, he didn't know whether to praise him for doing what he wanted, or scold him for being easy-going.

After listening to the crown prince's description, Yinti's eyes were full of envy, "Khan Ama, my son also wants to live in that kind of house."

Not to be outdone, Prince Gong looked at his elder brother eagerly, "Brother Emperor, I want it too."

Kangxi: ...

Look at your worthless looks!Don't be ashamed!