"Abide by your order, Your Majesty!" Wang Chengen quickly agreed.

"...In other words, your skills in building carriages are gone at all?" Yang Jingwei was in a good mood. It seemed that the guest he hired had two tricks, so that his craftsmen could understand and solve the problem of four-wheeled carriages quickly.

"Report to Your Majesty, now your Majesty wants you to build any carriage, and you can build any carriage. I think you should build a 10,000-pound carriage for Your Majesty to show your Majesty's prestige..." Fu Mingde began to flatter the emperor again.

"Let's not talk about this for now. I remember it. I also heard that there is a kind of car running on track in the West. I wonder if you can build it?" Yang Jiefang saw that his R&D team was so awesome, so he upgraded his R&D goals at the moment.

"?" Fu Mingde and several craftsmen didn't understand.

"It's just that kind of wheels don't touch the ground... Uh, how can I say it, it's just running on the track..." Yang Jingxiang explained.

Seeing that the explanation was not good, Yang Jingwei drew two lines on the paper with a pen, and then a carriage with four wheels on it.

"Look, it's roughly like this... The wheels of the carriage run on these two tracks. If the horse pulls the carriage, it can run faster, and the carriage can also be loaded more..." Since Yang Jie has "blooded" himself, he doesn't care about putting more, and putting on the track carriage.

Wang Chengen took the emperor's "design drawing" and handed it to Fu Mingde. Fu Mingde saw it and handed it to the craftsmen again. The craftsmen looked at it with concentration.

After a while, a craftsman understood the emperor's meaning.

"Report to Your Majesty, the grass-roots understand that it is not difficult to do this kind of track. As long as there is hard wood and the roadbed is solid, it will be almost done..." A craftsman may have understood a little and quickly told the emperor that just now, he rewarded a lot of silver coins because someone said that the emperor was happy.

"Oh, I heard that there are such tracks in the West. These two rails placed on the ground are made of iron. The wheels of the carriage are also made of iron. The rails are placed on a solid roadbed. I heard that they can pull a lot of goods, and I heard that some are made of wood. I am very curious about these, and I don't know who can do it..." Yang Jing guided again.

"Ah!" Everyone was shocked again! Putting the iron on the ground, what kind of spoiler is this! There is probably no place to spend money.

"Don't worry, your majesty, I will definitely be able to do it." Fu Mingde immediately agreed. It is their highest purpose to serve the emperor well. As for whether it works, it is another matter. Since the emperor said it is a slight and eye-catching thing, it is basically a matter of course. According to what the emperor said, it is at most a little money.

Everyone looked at Fu Mingde in surprise.

"Okay, Fu Mingde, if you succeed in this matter, I will remember you for your merits. If you ask more questions about this matter, you may know more about Mr. Tang and the barbarians." Yang Jie said loudly.

"Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness. I have written it down. If you don't understand, go and ask Mr. Tang." Fu Mingde was quite happy and immediately thanked him.

When everyone heard this, they found it was a thing of the barbarians. Maybe they had never heard of it, but maybe they were a little easier.

"Fu Mingde, I will give you another thing. After going back, I will build four-wheeled carriages from five taels to one hundred taels of silver in ten levels, and then 200 taels per level, a total of eleven levels of carriages, and then build the many carriages mentioned just now, or heavy loads, personnel carriages, or other things, etc. The carriage yards need to be tried to produce various public carriages, which I am useful. In addition, the track carriages I just mentioned also need to be tested, and I have to hurry up. I may have a lot of orders, and I am ready to expand the factory..." Yang Jingwei was not prepared to go out of the way, and he directly ordered that he had nothing to lack now, so he was afraid of what he should do.

"I received the order." Fu Mingde immediately accepted the order.

"By the way, the treatment of craftsmen should be slightly better. The treatment should be consistent with Liulizhai. Do you understand? Without good craftsmen, you can't create good things. Do you know? These craftsmen are also my people and should be taken seriously. Do you understand? Do you have to destroy my reputation..." Yang Jingwei said again.

"Reply to Your Majesty, I will write it down. I will definitely do what Your Majesty ordered." Fu Mingde immediately agreed. Fu Mingde did not need anyone to remind him of this, but he had a look. Liu Lizhai was the eldest, so he considered himself the second child. His treatment was indeed comparable to Liu Lizhai, which was just a little worse. In Fu Mingde's view, this was a serious political issue.

...

After seeing off Fu Mingde and those craftsmen, Yang Jing was very active. After those people came up with an idea, the "production" of the carriage was shiny. It seems that it is okay to get a carriage of tens of thousands of taels this year. After all, the output of steel can increase by tens of thousands of tons. Only in the five-year plan will look like this. Although it may be that he was bleeding, the blood was worth it. What's more, although he was bleeding, he would not pay a penny of silver. He would print all paper bills and use paper bills to create GDP...

When Yang Jing felt happy when he thought that the GDP rose sharply because of the paper money he printed.

Liu Mao looked at the proud emperor on the side, feeling a little creepy. The emperor's thinking was completely different from his or hers, and even their thinking. Who taught the emperor? Two imperial teachers? Perhaps it is possible that Xu Guangqi is good at Western learning, so it is not surprising that there is an emperor who knows Western learning, but Liu Mao even felt that this emperor was obviously a god-man teaching him again. Otherwise, why would this be so extraordinary?

The emperors of the Ming Dynasty were all stingy guys. If the emperor had all the officials in the world, then the current emperor could be regarded as the unique emperor of the Ming Dynasty. However, thinking about the strange emperors of the Zhu family, Liu Mao felt that nothing was wrong, and everything was expected.

"Liu Qing's family, if you keep you, there is something important to talk to you." Yang Jingxing said,

"I am afraid that your Majesty is so proud that I am ashamed of you..." Liu Mao hurriedly modest.

"How did Liu Qing's family do the separation of the post house?" Yang Jingai asked.

"When you go back to your Majesty, the separation of the post station today is basically the same. The north is basically complete. However, there are some places in the south, because the place is far away, and it will take some time..." Liu Mao replied quickly.

"Oh, right, the postmen in the post station are still in a stable mood?" Yang Jie asked again, the postmen's emotional instability would be Li Zicheng's.

"Reply to Your Majesty, I ask Your Majesty for your blessing. Nowadays, the postmen are very grateful for your care. They say that your Majesty is good and do things with peace of mind..." Liu Mao immediately replied that after the separation of the postmen, a large part of the passing officials had to pay for money for food and drink. The postmen in the postmen made a living better. In addition, the emperor added a bonus, and it was not a pity to say that the postmen were doing things with peace of mind.

"Oh, that's good. Is there any profit to get from that postal service?" Yang Jingai asked again.

"Uh..., reply to Your Majesty, this matter is somewhat confusing, but the profit is not very large. Only a few people are OK, and many remote post delivery are difficult to make a profit..." Liu Mao hurriedly told the emperor when he asked about this.

"Well, I think, it's probably the case. It's impossible for all lines to make money. It would be good if there were several lines that made money. The mailing system, the court had to take out enough money, and the mailing itself had to find a way! Some money made and some didn't make money. The places and lines that made money had to share some profits in places that didn't make money. What the court wanted was a reliable and timely postal system. Liu Qing's family should not remember this." Yang Jing said.

"Reply to Your Majesty, I understand Your Majesty's painstaking efforts and follow His Majesty's instructions. Nowadays, the mail delivery between Beijing and Nanjing is still very profitable..." Liu Mao began to recall the happy time of earning thousands of taels of silver every day. It was the time when the emperor fought with the salt merchants. The seven or eight miles of rush between Beijing and Nanjing were not as expensive as money, but he made a fortune. Many officials could not meet the standards of seven or eight miles of rush, and there was no big deal. They had to pay for seven or eight miles of rush, so he had to pay for the silver. So, during that period, he had a very good life.

"Well, I have brought you here today and asked you to listen to the conversation between me and those craftsmen. I just want to tell you that the good days of the mailing system are coming..." Yang Jingwei said with a smile.

"I beg your Majesty to tell you..." Liu Mao was excited, not knowing what the good day the emperor said was.

"I am going to build a batch of postal carriages for the postal system..." Yang Jingwei said with a smile.

"Mail carriage?..." Liu Mao was very surprised. Could it be that the emperor not only provided carriages for the official army, but also prepared postmen to also provide carriages for those who were in charge of the postmen? Is the emperor really too much money to use it? Is the emperor spending money all over the sky?

"Yes, the mail carriage, I thought about it and had to build up the mailing line..." Yang Jingwei looked at Liu Mao, who was surprised and smiled.

"...I wonder what kind of matching method Your Majesty is?" Liu Mao pressed the surprise in his heart and asked.

"There are mail carriages connected between each county, which can transport people from one county to another. People and things can go from county to prefecture, to prefecture, to provincial government, to capital, and to capital. This is one of them..." Yang Jing explained with a smile.

"Ah!" Liu Mao was shocked! All prefectures and counties in the world had to pass carriages and transport people. This... the emperor was too crazy.

"...Your Majesty, this..., I... it's really hard to understand..." Liu Mao was so shocked that he couldn't understand the emperor's meaning.

"It's nothing more, it's just a transport of victims. Today, I'm immigrating in a large amount, but some ordinary people with family are unwilling to travel long distances and migrate thousands of miles away. They may defect to relatives and friends, and may sell their belongings and find a living in the city. If I blindly force the victims to immigrate, it's a bit unkind. Many ministers have submitted memorials to me and talk about this. When I think of this, I feel that my relief strategy is indeed open! Therefore, I have thought hard and finally came up with a solution.

A good idea is to use the advantages of postal delivery throughout the world to build a delivery system that can transport people. In this way, it is a good policy to make this group of people who are unwilling to immigrate, want to seek refuge with relatives and friends, and want to do some business in the city. Moreover, today's immigrants are even more heading to Daliuqiu. Many victims are even more reluctant to go after hearing this, and would rather starve to death at home. Whenever someone reports this matter, I can't sleep or eat! Can your family understand my efforts?" Yang Jing said with emotion.
Chapter completed!