Do you know how the school affairs office started?

It would be too naive to think that since there has been no movement in the school affairs office in the past few years, it will not supervise all officials.

Who will your Majesty trust more when it comes to money and food?

"Then there's Lao Lu Zhongshu."

Mi Langjun doesn't care who will be unlucky in the next few days. Anyway, he only wants to guarantee one thing: pay taxes in full!

What kind of unprecedented harsh government?

What does it have to do with me, a big man?

Aren't the people who went to collect the money from your country of Wu?

What I want is for you right-wingers to develop a good habit of paying taxes.

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The fire flows in the seventh month, the eighth month is still young, and the clothes are given in the ninth month.

At the end of August, the summer heat has completely subsided, and the autumn air is crisp. This is the time when the climate in Chang'an City is most pleasant.

Feng Da Sima held the letter sent from Wu State with a strange smile on his face:

"Sun Shiwan sent people to sea again? This time it's such a big deal, there are actually 30,000 people."

Remember when we sent people to find Yizhou, there were only 10,000 people, right?

"It seems that the ambition is not small..."

As soon as he thought of this, the smile on Feng Dasima's face grew wider, and coupled with that weird expression, it looked like the smile of a maniac in the later tram series.

The light dimmed, and someone seemed to pass by the door and poked his head. He seemed to be frightened by Feng's smile, and quickly wanted to leave quietly.

"Come back! Why are you running?"

Feng Da Sima reacted quickly and shouted immediately.

A head appeared at the door again. Hua Xiaowu's eyes rolled wildly, and he pointed at himself, "Alang is calling me?"

I don’t know whether he accepted his fate after giving birth to the child, or whether he fell in love over time and was convinced by sleep.

In the backyard of Da Sima Mansion, with no outsiders around, Hua Xiaowu finally followed the trend and called Feng a Lang.

Feng Da Sima said angrily:

"Who did I tell you to call? Come in quickly, I have something to tell you."

Hua Xiaowu turned her head and looked around, finding no one else. She reluctantly stepped over the threshold and said slowly:

"I was just passing by and wanted to find Amei..."

If you let me in, maybe there's nothing good going on. Otherwise, why is there no one else in the room?

Feng Da Sima made a sound, very dissatisfied with this mistress who dared to lie to him:

"Amei has been busy working on steam engines on the Weishui River these days. I have to send someone to urge her back after dark. Where are you going to find her?"

"Go to the Weishui River..."

"How dare you!" Feng Dasima glared at his mistress, "Amei's research is at its most critical moment. If you dare to disturb her, see how I deal with you!"

The principles of steam engines are extracurricular knowledge that elementary school students can access.

But how to build a prototype machine - it does not require high performance, just that it can move - that is a problem that Amei has been trying to solve for more than ten years.

Because Feng Da Sima didn't have a good solution for this.

This thing involves the issue of raw materials.

If you want to refine steel that meets the requirements, you must go through countless experiments.

He didn't want Amei, a national treasure engineer, to have an accident due to expansion or explosion when using some substandard and shoddy products.

From a selfish point of view, he didn't want the child to lose his biological mother before he grew up.

And for Feng, the most urgent goal of the Han Dynasty in the early years was not to develop one or two new weapons, but to establish a national system capable of defeating Wei.

Because the weapons used are always people.

It wasn't until Bingzhou was captured that Xinghanhui was able to carry out large-scale steelmaking in Pingcheng and Jiuyuan. This would provide Amei with enough steel materials for her to squander.

Then there is the rubber material.

However, this problem is not a big problem for Feng.

After all, in his previous life, he was guarding the country's border in the Northwest, and he knew that there was a kind of grass produced in the Northwest, called rubber grass - I heard that the origin was in the Tianshan Mountains.

Everyone knows that rubber trees produce rubber, but they don’t know that rubber grass is one of the three largest rubber-producing plants in the world along with rubber trees.

Just by hearing this title, you will know that rubber grass has the ability to produce rubber, with high yield and no pressure.

When he went to the local area to support his fellow villagers, Mr. Feng helped him build a small shed and cover it with membranes. The fellow villager was grateful and enthusiastically introduced him and his comrades.

It is said that this is a nursery for rubber grass. This thing is very powerful. If Nanyang does not provide us with rubber, we in the northwest will have backup strategic rubber and so on.

A lot of chicken blood was poured out, which completely activated Feng's patriotic enthusiasm, and he was able to swing the hoe very fast...

It was that experience that made Feng know that there is one last gum-producing plant called guayule.

But this, like the rubber tree, is native to the Americas, so I won’t go into details.

Feng is now unable to go to America to dig rubber trees and guayule, but sending people to the Tianshan Mountains in the Western Regions to dig rubber grass is just a matter of words.

It can be said that the Dunhuang Zhang family made a great contribution to the Han Dynasty in reconnecting with the Western Regions.

Of course, digging rubber grass is not an easy task.

After all, people in this era have no idea what the use of this thing is.

Fortunately, its characteristics are still very obvious.

So after many twists and turns, people finally found the real rubber grass.

Once you have it, you still have to plant it.

If you want to successfully plant, you must first transplant.

Daliangzhou is the most suitable place for transplantation.

If you want to successfully transplant and plant on a large scale, you have to find planting experts in this field.

So Li Xu made a brilliant appearance.

Li Xu, who had already written half of the manuscript of "Xu's Agricultural Book", traveled almost all over Liangzhou and Shu in the early years, planting beans, rice, and wheat.

We also have to improve various fruits for Lord Feng, such as cold melons and sweet apples.

He also had to transplant and try out all kinds of strange plant seeds collected from unknown places - such as Linyi rice and rubber grass.

Without these years of experience, how could she dare to say that she wanted to write a book on agriculture?

After the trial planting is successful, we have to find a way to plant it on a large scale.

Only through large-scale planting can we try to refine it, and then try to make rubber...

There are all kinds of things, how can it be easy?

Therefore, it is really beautiful to think that one, two, three, four or five new gadgets can change the historical trend without establishing a basic system.

The right way is to crush the system.

It was only in the past two years that all the materials were prepared, and Amei could not wait to start experimenting with building the steam engine she had been thinking about for an unknown amount of time.

I don’t know when the prototype will be built.

I don’t know when it was improved from a prototype machine to a practical machine.

Feng doesn't have high hopes for the time being when it can be put into practical use on a large scale.

How could the ignorant Hua Xiaowu know these twists and turns?

She only thought that someone Feng wanted to cause trouble for her again.

Are you really dissatisfied with me and want to deal with me when no one is around?

Hua Xiaowu's eyes rolled again.

"Why haven't you come over yet?"

"oh……"

"Sit next to me."

Feng Da Sima raised his chin and signaled.

"oh."

Hua Xiaowu sat down obediently.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Dasima asked:
Chapter completed!