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Coming out of the Wu Mansion, Liu Mingqi thought about what Wu Yeshuang just said.
As the horse moved forward slowly, the young man smiled coldly.
"Don't make me angry, otherwise I will make "Fenian Fire" and let you try what it means to be punished by God.
Having said that, picric acid bombs need to be made in smaller sizes.
It is best to make it in the shape of a grenade.
But this requires a more precise mold, or simply make it into the wooden handle grenade pattern used by our military during World War II, which would be easier.
When the time comes, let Dazhu and Fan Shan carry a little more with them, and throw them out when they encounter fierce enemies. I wonder who can stop them?
I was thinking about the three of them holding a grenade. When the enemy was surrounded by the enemy, when they killed a bloody road, suddenly the horse shook, and he screamed directly, and fell to the side.
Liu Mingqi reacted quickly. He immediately pressed his hand on the saddle, kicked up his legs, and jumped up, just in time to avoid one of his legs being pinned by the horse.
It would be strange if this leg was not broken when a horse weighing several hundred kilograms pressed down on it.
After landing on the ground, Liu Mingqi saw that the horse's left foot was trembling. A closer look revealed that the joint connecting the upper and lower legs was bleeding. This injury was not serious.
Dazhu is a man who knows horses. He stepped forward to take a look and shook his head: "There was a hole in the road. The horse's hoof happened to step into it. It is probably useless now."
This is what the people call "the horse stumbles".
Liu Mingqi looked at the road. It was more than twenty meters wide, but it was made of dirt and looked quite uneven.
Especially in the middle of the road, because of the long-term crushing of wheels, it piles up high.
"Perhaps due to the rain these days, there are some potholes in the middle of the road, which is also the main reason for the horse to stumble.
It¡¯s amazing!
When he first came here, Liu Mingqi was still running all the way, and the result was smooth.
Now walking slowly, the horse got stuck and almost killed Liu Mingqi.
Liu Mingqi squatted down, touched the horse's head, and said by the way: "Dazhu, go call a cart and pull the horse back to Prince Yu's Mansion, and then see if it can recover."
"OK."
Dazhu turned around and soon brought back a large truck and several helpers.
Seeing them struggling to put the horses sideways on the cart and pulling them towards Prince Yu's Mansion in the Imperial City, Liu Mingqi lost interest in continuing to ride.
This horse has been following him for several months, and it is still in its youth. Liu Mingqi rides it every time he goes out of the city. He did not expect that it would be retired so soon.
" Such a leg injury, even if it is healed, is no longer suitable for long-term running. At most, it can be used to pull a carriage in the city and trot slowly.
So, no matter how many animals like horses are used, it¡¯s not enough.
Because you never know when it will stop working.
Including on the grassland, it looks like an endless grassland at first glance, but there are moles everywhere, and they are best at digging holes.
Many horses from the prairie fell on it and were instantly destroyed.
But it is easy for them to replenish them, because the total number of people is large, and wild horses can be caught from time to time.
But in Dakang, every horse is injured and one horse is missing, so we can only keep buying.
The boy simply walked home and walked for more than an hour in one breath.
This was the first time he looked at this city so seriously.
? To be precise, it¡¯s looking at the city¡¯s feet.
The longest and largest street in the Imperial City is called Yu Street.
The Royal Street is five hundred paces wide and more than thirty miles long. It is the central axis of the capital that runs from north to south.
It starts from Xuande Gate in the Imperial City, passes through Zhuque Gate in the inner city, and finally extends to Nanxun Gate in the outer city. There are more than 4,000 shops on both sides of the road alone. On weekdays, there are cars and horses flowing like water, and there are even more pedestrians. .
But the road in the middle of the Royal Street is not a bluestone road, but a proper rammed earth road, which is only a little better than the dirt roads on ordinary streets.
Every time the emperor wanted to travel, the Ministry of Internal Affairs would lay a layer of loess on the road in the middle of the Royal Street in advance, and then sprinkle it with water.
Even the emperor¡¯s carriage and horse roads were like this, let alone the roads used by civilians, carriages, and donkey carts on both sides.
Because the road is bumpy and uneven, the carriages and horses cannot go very fast.
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But Su Zishan¡¯s other words also hit the point.
That is for a court, no amount of money is enough.
This is true at all times and in all countries.
What's more, the Dakang Dynasty has suffered frequent disasters in recent years, and there are victims everywhere who are crying for food.
The emperor and the court could not even distribute food, and were forced to use bran porridge for relief. Where did they get the hundreds of thousands of silver every year to repair the roads in the capital?
If you say anything, you will definitely be impeached by the censor.
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After saying goodbye and going out, another problem in the city appeared in Liu Mingqi's mind.
Roads are a manifestation of urban development, but the city¡¯s drainage and sewage function is the conscience of the entire city.
If there are only good roads built without a good underground drainage and sewage system as a supplement, the city will still be incomplete.
If laying bluestone slabs costs a lot, then building a drainage and sewage system will cost at least ten times or even dozens of times that of bluestone slabs.
Thinking about the sewage system in the palace, you will know that without tens of thousands of people and tens of millions of taels of silver, there is no way you can do it.
Money is only one of the problems.
In fact, as a modern person, it is impossible for Liu Mingqi not to know the benefits of cement floors, but he has never expressed this idea.
Not to mention that the furnace temperature required for the cement process is a big problem. Now that he is already in the limelight, it is hard to say that there will be no negative effects if he brings out such a god-defying god as cement.
Who are you?
Why do you want to build roads and sewage systems in the capital?
What are your intentions?
Aren¡¯t these all still follow-up questions?
The imperial court will never allow a clan member to win people's hearts like this.
well!
The young man looked up to the sky and sighed.
Why is it so difficult to do something?
In ancient times, it was so difficult to change something and do something good?
As I was walking out melancholy, a group of people came out from the gate of another Yamen of Imperial Palace not far away, in addition to the gate of the patrol yamen.
The leader, wearing the official uniform of a third-rank official, was about to get into the sedan chair when he caught sight of Liu Mingqi.
"His Royal Highness?"
Miao Yan squeezed out a smile on his dark face and waved hello to Liu Mingqi.
"hehe!"
Liu Mingqi smiled back, turned around and walked to the other side.
"This Miao Heizi, he wanted to kill me last time, but today he suddenly smiled at me. It's only a good thing!"
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Note: I have watched more than a dozen videos taken by foreigners in the late Qing Dynasty. Our capital city is covered with loess and uneven ground. When the wind blows, the sky becomes filled with yellow sand, and when it rains, it turns into a quagmire.
Therefore, all ancient TV dramas involve shots of city streets. If you lower your head and you can see neat slate bricks, it goes against the historical reality.
Heroes and heroines usually walk in the dust, how can they be so glamorous?
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