"Not..., this oil residue was transported from Shaanxi. The road to repairing this oil residue is easy to walk on. We have not walked once or twice. It is flat, as smooth as satin, and a little soft, but not as bumpy as the dirt road." Speaking of this issue, the person who had been trying to talk to him, but had no chance to talk finally found the opportunity to get in, and the conversation suddenly opened.

"Yes, yes, yes, young master! If you go for more than ten miles, you can get on the oil-slag road. It's much easier than this road. When the car arrives there, it's much lighter. It's said that a person who drags 800 pounds can drag 1,000 pounds..." The people next to him have long wanted to talk to this "big man". When someone interrupts successfully, they also talk. It's a rare encounter to be able to talk to a big man. You can brag about it when you look back, but you can not meet a "big man" every time you take a bus.

Everyone in the carriage began to talk to Lu Xiangsheng again.

Lu Xiangsheng's servant was even more displeased when he saw everyone talking to his master. However, his master was happy and he had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see it, and occasionally rolled his eyes to show his existence.

Lu Xiangsheng was also happy that everyone was willing to talk to him, and he could understand what he wanted to know in more detail.

The carriage was still jogging and shaking forward.

Soon, the carriage boarded the oil residue road that had been repaired.

Sure enough, the oil-slag road was as smooth as Lu Xiangsheng heard. The carriage was walking on the mat, and even felt a little soft, which was naturally different from the bumps and shaking just now. The carriage suddenly became much lighter and moved forward much faster.

After sitting for a while, Lu Xiangsheng felt more and more magical and curious. Although this oil residue road is ridiculously expensive, it has to be said that it is very comfortable.

After sitting for a while, feeling the difference in the oil-slag road for a while, Lu Xiangsheng decided to get off the bus. He felt that it was necessary to see with his own eyes what the road was made of.

"Driver, driver, stop the car quickly, I..." Lu Xiangsheng decided to get out of the car, immediately knocked on the car and shouted, wanting to call me, but suddenly woke up and didn't say it.

Everyone in the car was looking at this "big man" from Dongqing. I wonder why he got off here?

Seeing that his master was finally about to get off the car, Lu Xiangsheng's servant didn't have to endure the unpleasant smell here, as if he was relieved, he quickly called his master to sit down, and then shouted louder and more force to hit the car.

The car finally stopped, and Lu Xiangsheng said goodbye to everyone again. With everyone's reluctance to leave, the carriage started, leaving Lu Xiangsheng on the road.

Seeing the carriage gone, Lu Xiangsheng's eyes returned to the road he stepped on. He felt particularly different, some were excited, some were happy, some were puzzled, and even more moving. Although it was already autumn, the sun was still shining on the road, and a layer of light shining on it.

Lu Xiangsheng seriously stepped on this road with his feet, raised his feet, looked at his soles, then walked to the dirt road beside him and stepped on it, and then looked at his soles. Lu Xiangsheng nodded, thinking it was very interesting.

"Shaozu, bring water." Lu Xiangsheng said happily. After seeing this kind of road without any mud, Lu Xiangsheng decided to test it himself. Is this road not afraid of water? Although according to normal thinking, he should not be afraid of water, Lu Xiangsheng decided to test it himself and not verify it himself. He always seemed to have something in his heart.

"Do you want to drink water?" Lu Xiangsheng's servant quickly handed the bamboo kettle he carried on his body to his master. This thing was specially prepared by Lu Xiangsheng. Originally, there was no need to bring an extra kettle.

Lu Xiangsheng took the bamboo kettle and did not drink it. Instead, he poured the water on the oil road. After getting some water, Lu Xiangsheng handed the bamboo kettle to his servant. The servant took the kettle in confusion and looked at his master.

Lu Xiangsheng looked at the water flowing around and found it very interesting. If it were muddy roads, I was afraid that the water had already been immersed in the soil and would not flow everywhere like this.

"Interesting!" Lu Xiangsheng said, then he stepped on these water-splashed roads with his shoes. After stepping on them a few times, he raised his feet to look at the soles of his feet. Some of the soil that had just been stained with mud because he stepped on the mud. It turned into mud because he encountered water, but it didn't have much. After stepping on a few more times, the soles of his feet had been cleaned.

"It's really interesting." Lu Xiangsheng laughed. After saying that, he ran to the side of the road and picked up a stone, ran to the oil road with water and smashed it.

After smashing it a few times, it only took a few small dots. The oil road is still an oil road, and it is completely different from the Niba Road. If the water is sprinkled on the Niba Road, the soil will be immediately sucked dry, and it is impossible for the water to flow everywhere.

"This is really interesting. I don't know where Your Majesty learned about such a magical Dongbi. It's really magical. Although it's a bit extravagant to build roads with this object, I have to say that it is the only material for building roads. I didn't expect that there was such a magical thing in the world." Lu Xiangsheng himself tested it, believed what he saw, and began to draw a conclusion about this matter.

"Master" The servant wanted to talk to the master when he saw him talking, but he didn't know how to talk to him. After saying "Master", he couldn't continue.

"Water!" Lu Xiangsheng seemed to remember something and said again.

"Give it, old..." The servant hurriedly handed the water to Lu Xiangsheng.

Lu Xiangsheng took the bamboo kettle and walked to the edge of the oil road. The roadbed was made of soil, and the edge of the oil road was still soil.

Lu Xiangsheng poured all the water in the bamboo tube onto the mud.

After pouring the water, the water did not flow in all directions and was basically immersed in the soil. Although the road was tightly compacted, it was not an oil path and could not be afraid of water.

Seeing that the water was soaked in the soil, Lu Xiangsheng stepped on the soil sprinkled with his feet. This time, things did not go beyond his expectations. When the mud saw the water, it immediately turned into mud. When Lu Xiangsheng stepped on it, a layer of mud was immediately stained with mud. Lu Xiangsheng raised his feet and looked at it, frowned.

If you step on it again, there will be more mud on your feet.

Looking at the mud on his feet, Lu Xiangsheng frowned and formally came to his own conclusion. There is indeed a world of difference between these two paths. Of course, there are also worlds of difference in construction costs. Although it is expensive, it is still relatively cost-effective to use it for many years and spread it to every year. After all, it is a good thing to be able to take a good path and pull more things. This is the conclusion reached by Lu Xiangsheng. He used to hear other people talking about it in general, but now he has seen it with his own eyes and feels at ease.

Lu Xiangsheng seemed to think about something, looking at the distant West and silently, and then looked at the distant South. Lu Xiangsheng felt that he had figured out something. This oil residue road is indeed a rare good thing. Although it is expensive, it has to be said that it is also a good road to prevent rain. This road is basically not afraid of water or crushing. In fact, the south needs this road even more. Lu Xiangsheng himself is also a southerner. He knows that the south is rainy and often rains for several months. After the road is soaked by rain, the carriage will be bumpy and full of mud, which is extremely difficult to walk.

If this kind of road could be built in the south, it would undoubtedly be a great thing. Lu Xiangsheng felt that the emperor spent so much effort to do this, but it was probably not just to resettle the victims. If the south could accept this kind of road in the future, then there would undoubtedly be a huge demand for this kind of oil residue. Although it is very expensive, it does not mean that it is a bad thing. How many people need to work to transport it out of Shaanxi? How many people can be accommodated for a section of road in the south? According to this calculation, the emperor's business is really cost-effective, and he does not require much repair in the south every year. As long as he can build a section of oil residue road every year, he will naturally support a lot of people, especially those in that place in Shaanxi. It is not a simple matter. He comes from the south and is rich and strives for excellence in architecture. He may not be interested in this kind of road.

Lu Xiangsheng seemed to have figured out something, and he smiled slightly, and another doubt in his heart was untied. Looking at the road extending to the distance, Lu Xiangsheng walked excitedly.

"Master, Master, don't we hire a car?" The servant saw his master walking towards the capital, and hurriedly chased after him, shouting, "Is there still a long way to go from the capital, and I really have to walk over?"

"No need, Shaozu! It's said that reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles is true. Today, let's go to Beijing. Look at this day, we can still enter Beijing before closing the city gate."

Lu Xiangsheng had a lot of experience this time, and couldn't help but educate his servant, and became interested in completing this section of the road.

"Ah! Master, go, go," the servant said with a bitter face. When the master wants to leave, he can only follow him. He doesn't think about doing the car. Just now he thought that he would finally stay away from the group of bitterness. Now it seems that the smelly car is really a good place.

At the same time, there was also a man busy entering Beijing. He was also summoned by the emperor, and he was Hong Chengchou.

As an official in Shaanxi, he naturally cannot avoid the ubiquitous imperial party forces and rely on the imperial party, that is, naturally, otherwise it is almost impossible to achieve something. Hong Chengchou, who has always wanted to make a difference, also hopes that his actions can be accepted by the imperial party and can be supported by the imperial party. Therefore, after hearing that the emperor wanted to vigorously promote sweet potatoes, he immediately took on the burden. Although this matter seems difficult, in Shaanxi, the power of the imperial party is everywhere. As long as the imperial party supports it, it will not be difficult to do it. Therefore, although it is a bit hard to do, it is natural to achieve success. Now, he is also considered an imperial party, at least half an imperial party, or an outsider of the imperial party.

After receiving the imperial edict from the emperor, he quickly handed over the official duties and took his servants and rushed to the capital city with dust. He leaned towards the imperial party and was right.

Similarly, there were countless people on this road to Beijing. Vehicles traveling to and transporting things were one after another, transporting oil, oil residue, and specialties from Shaanxi to the direction of the capital, and then transporting food, cloth and other materials back. This official road was also extremely busy.

There is another convoy in front of it, with a convoy of several carriages. It seems that they are not oil transporters, but oil residues. Because of the heavenly stems, this official road is crushed by carriages day and night, so there is no need to mention the dust.

Hong Chengchou looked at the convoy in front of him with some disgust and was going to be eaten up again. However, he did not show anything. He took his servants and servants, rode on horseback, and was ready to silently surpass the convoy.

"puff……"

"Pooh……"

After Hong Chengchou's horse team approached the carriage, they still made the dust a mess. When the horses in front were crushed, there was naturally a lot of dust. When the wind blew a little, it would be difficult for those who followed behind to avoid eating dust.

"The carriage in front should stop...,......"

"Stop the carriage in front and let my lord pass by you and leave."

A servant of Hong Chengchou, watching his master eat dust, quickly shouted at the front. The dust was too big and it was choking on the adults.

There seemed to be no response, and the convoy was still leaving.

"Oh, what about the carriage in front of you? Did you hear that, let you stop..." The servant was angry when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, and shouted louder to the front. After that, he slapped forward.

Hong Chengchou wanted to stop the servants, but he was shocked by the dust. He opened his mouth and said a mouthful of sand, but he still didn't scream.

The carriage convoy finally stopped. The carriage convoy stopped, but Hong Chengchou was not good enough to pass by. He is now an imperial party. You can tell that this convoy is from the imperial party. At this critical moment, don’t bump into anyone. Since you have stopped others, you will be prepared to ask about the situation and eliminate the possible conflict. This time, you have a lot of relationships in Beijing and you can’t make any mistakes.

A person with a leader quickly came over to compensate.

"I have seen the adults and ran into him. Please forgive me." The leader knew that there were servants, servants, and officials in this group. He knew that he was not an ordinary person. When he saw the leader, he knew that he was an official, and immediately explained with a smile, but he did not kowtow, but just bowed.

"When I see my elders, why don't you kneel down and kowtow?" Someone next to me scolded.

"No need, which convoy is yours? Where can I deliver things?" Hong Chengchou didn't care that the person in front of him was just bowing, and he was afraid of asking.

"If you want to go back to the adults, the small one is the convoy of the Shaanxi oil refining yard, sending oil residue to the capital for road construction." The leader still replied with a smile, still neither humble nor arrogant. Although some people asked him to kneel down, he didn't take it seriously. With his identity, ordinary officials are not afraid, and his backstage is hard.

"Oh, it's a car from the Shaanxi refining yard! No wonder it has such momentum. Speaking of which, it's also his own family. My official is Hong Chengchou, the political officer in Shaanxi. "Hong Chengchou has no official authority and talks with this inconspicuous leader of the convoy.

"It turns out it's Lord Hong, the villain Zhang Youzhi kowtowed to the Lord." The leader then kowtowed. He is now a person with "identity". He doesn't just kowtow to others if he comes to any official. He heard that he was participating in politics, so he kowtowed. He also participated in politics from a third-rank high-rank official. It is definitely not a seventh-rank official. If he meets an ordinary official, he will just bow.

"No need to be polite, please get up quickly." Hong Chengchou said with a very good temper.

"Thank you, sir." The leader of the convoy got up. He heard the high-ranking official say he was his family and was also curious. When he looked at this person, he heard that he was from Shaanxi and probably understood a little. Shaanxi is basically the sphere of influence of the imperial party, so it is not uncommon to have his own family. His master is also an imperial party.

"Zhang Youzhi?" Hong Chengchou asked. He was not sure if this person was calling that.

"The villain is here." The convoy leader quickly agreed.

"I am also curious about stopping your convoy. I want to ask to solve my doubts..." Hong Chengchou said.

"Just ask, the younger ones will tell you everything..." said the leader of the convoy.

"How much can this car carry? What is it?" Hong Chengchou asked.

"If you want to go back to the adults, the villain's cars are all oil residues, and they are sent to the capital for road construction, and each car is loaded with one thousand kilograms." The leader of the convoy said quickly.

"Oh, a thousand pounds? Although there are a lot, it has to be spread all on the ground, but it can't be spread far, right?

I have always been curious about how to practice the roads used to build a road?" Hong Chengchou asked.

"If you want to go back to the adults, this little guy is not clear about it. However, I heard that it is not for all the oil residue to be paved, but mixed with gravels. Therefore, if the small guy transports the oil residue once, it can actually pave a long way." The leader of the convoy quickly explained.

"Oh, that's it!" Hong Chengchou actually knew what was going on, but he just stopped him. It was not easy to just go there and just ask a few questions with a question.

"I have another question..." Hong Chengchou, who wanted to ask a few questions casually, suddenly remembered something and asked quickly.

"I wonder what sir, I want to ask?" the convoy leader asked quickly.

"...Do you know about that lamp oil?" Hong Chengchou thought of this question and asked quickly.

"What is the matter of lamp oil? I dare to ask the adults what they mean? The young one is a person who sends oil residue. He doesn't know much about lamp oil, and he only knows a little." The convoy leader said that when he saw that he was from Shaanxi, he had no hidden anything. It was rare to meet his "his own family members in this place close to the capital.

"The lamp oil matter is said to be very cheap in Beijing, but is there any such thing? I am curious about why it is sold so cheaply. Logically speaking, it should be expensive to transport lamp oil to Beijing from thousands of miles away? Isn't it a discounted deal?" Hong Chengchou asked. This question was a big problem. He also did a lot of homework when he entered Beijing this time.

"Oh, sir, are you talking about this! Our lamp oil is indeed cheaper, anyway, it is cheaper than vegetable oil, and other lamp oils are cheaper. As for adults who say they are losing money, this young one doesn't know. The young ones are only responsible for transporting things," said the leader of the convoy.

"Oh, that's it!" Hong Chengchou was a little disappointed. According to what he knew, it was often very cheap to sell lamp oil. If the local vegetable oil and lamp oil were sold for forty cents, then the lamp oil produced in Shaanxi would be sold for 35 cents, or even 30 cents, or more than 20 cents. Even if it was calculated based on one thousand kilograms per car, it would only cost 20 to 30 taels of silver for one car. If the profits and expenses of intermediate retail were eliminated, it would be transported from thousands of miles away. Isn't it a loss? It's just for the sake of the people to say goodbye? Hong Chengchou has never figured out this account, and maybe there is something else.

After stopping the convoy and saying a few words, Hong Chengchou still led his servants to the capital.

Forbidden City.

Yang Jingwei is still dealing with things and revising the book. Life is gradually fixed and has no new ideas.

"Big partner, how are the training of those officials who need to be resettled now?" Yang Jing began to follow up on this matter. He has been busy with Zhang Xianyong and Confucianism recently, and he has no energy to take care of them. Now that Zhang Xianyong and Confucianism are gradually on the right track, he does not need too much attention and can free up his energy to do something else.

"Report to your Majesty, you are already in training. You are all gathering together, just like a new army."

Wang Chengen quickly agreed that the emperor had not paid attention to this matter for a long time, but he still often paid attention to it. Nothing that the emperor had told him was careless.
To be continued...