An hour later, Baili Tang had drawn all the remaining parts of the thresher, including the installation diagram. If the charcoal hadn't been so bad, he could have done it even faster.
He took art design courses in college and later worked in graphic design for two years, so this was not difficult for him.
He didn't eat a single bite of the food that Eunuch Yang brought in.
For some reason, Yu Tang felt inexplicably sad when he thought of his childhood.
At that time, his family was still farming. Whenever the rice was about to mature, the whole family would watch the TV every day to see the weather forecast, fearing that there would be strong winds and heavy rain.
Once the rice falls over in the paddy field, it has to be rushed back because of the mud and sand. The grain merchants who buy it will only give you half the price at most...If the rice sprouts in the paddy field, it will be even worse.
So, he wanted to do something for the people of Xiyun County.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" The general, named Meng Fang, was so excited that he forgot to observe the etiquette between the emperor and his subjects. He rushed over with the finished product, "It's done! It's done!"
"Let me take a look!" Baili Tang said calmly, "It still needs to be polished. There are also some other things here that need to be made together. I will go and take a look in person in an hour."
"Your Majesty, what is this?"
"Royal No. 1 Thresher, used for threshing rice!" I have to give it a resounding name.
Meng Fang wanted to ask more, but seeing that His Majesty wanted to take a nap, he quickly withdrew. Only then did he realize that he had not saluted just now and His Majesty did not care at all.
Just as Meng Fang left, a guard came to see him: "Your Majesty, I haven't seen anything unusual about Jia Shidao in the past few days."
"This corrupt official must have hidden some money... So, you will convey my instructions and tell the craftsmen to thank me for my hard work in repairing the palace. Let Jia Shidao give each of them a reward of 100 taels of silver. If they don't comply, they will be beaten with 100 taels of silver every day."
The guard hesitated for a moment. "I obey your command!" He didn't dare ask any more questions. He just carried out the order. However, this method was very effective.
There were at least a hundred craftsmen who helped Baili Tang repair the palace, and each of them was rewarded with a hundred taels of silver. Jia Shidao had to use his "private money".
It would be ridiculous to say that Jia Shidao is not a corrupt official.
The court did not give him any money, so where did he get so much money to give to Baili Tang's training palace?
"Master, what do you think the emperor meant by ordering the rice harvest at this time?"
In prison, Jia Shidao and Pang Taishi have a secret conversation. Pang Taishi is a man of unusual status. He is actually Jia Shidao's advisor and secretly his superior. He will be executed in the autumn. Once the tyrant dies, Pang Taishi will be reinstated.
Even if the tyrant emperor is not dead, someone will die in Pang Taishi's place.
Why did Pang Taishi cry out in pain when he was beaten? It was so that he could go to jail and do other things without being suspected.
"Sir, these are turbulent times, so be patient. Also, be wary of the incompetent ruler. Recent evidence suggests he's not as incompetent as the rumors suggest. Now that I'm in prison, I've managed to contact my lord and his men without anyone noticing, so no one can suspect me."
"You are better now, but I don't know when the thunder will strike again." Jia Shidao was worried about the emperor, wondering when he would punish him again.
"Within three days, there will be a great disaster!" The rats in the prison seemed to have gone crazy recently. Pang Taishi noticed that something was wrong.
"Could it be that a foolish ruler can predict the future?"
"The tyrant emperor has many capable people around him, especially Zhang Dongzheng. He is a top scholar, so you must always be on your guard against him. The rice harvest was initiated by someone, and the tyrant emperor issued the order. Also, do not move Liang Qiuyu for the time being. The lord wants her alive."
Speaking of this woman, Jia Shidao was filled with anger: "She was defiled by the tyrant last night... She is no longer pure, what use is there for her, my lord?"
"This woman has great talent. She can increase rice yield per acre by at least a quarter! Someone is coming..."
Jia Shidao was secretly annoyed. Why didn't I know about this?
"Sir, His Majesty has ordered you to give a reward..."
"Damn you tyrant! Before he died, he still wanted..." Hei Benguan asked for more than ten thousand taels.
Each person is rewarded with 100 taels of silver. Why don’t you rob them, you tyrant?
He paid the craftsmen no more than three hundred coins a day (if he had not been repairing the emperor's palace, he would not have paid even a hundred coins).
(Information: Around the time of Emperor Huizong of Song, county officials would hire movers to take up their posts elsewhere. "They would pay them 200 coins a day. (The movers) often traveled far from post stations, and they were paid more." This suggests that the daily wage for movers at the time was over 200 wen. One tael of silver equals 1,000 wen, which is equivalent to one diao of coins.)
Jia Shi said: I will endure it! Endure, endure, endure!
Not long after Jia Shidao left, a guard quietly left and reported to Baili Tang what he had heard truthfully.
Lord?
Playing Three Kingdoms Kill!
There really is a big fish behind Jia Shidao!
Baili Tang ordered the guards to follow the clues first and not to alert the enemy.
Then he left the room and went to look at the renovated palace. It looked almost finished. It must have taken so long because Jia Shidao was afraid that his "incompetent emperor" would find fault with it and refused to live there.
Furthermore, Jia Shidao couldn't be sure when the thunder would strike again, so he might have to stay longer. If he didn't fix it, and the emperor refused to stay, how could he have fun?
Meng Fang and his men were near the palace, and he brought dozens of elite soldiers with him to work on threshing machines.
Also coming to watch were two imperial doctors, several idle imperial chefs, and a group of officials.
"Sir Zhang, has His Majesty told us what this is?" asked Imperial Physician Lu.
The most senior official in this business was Zhang Dongzheng, an official from the Ministry of Rites and a former top scholar. He had enjoyed traveling and was well-informed. "The principle is similar to a waterwheel. I just don't know if this thin, curved iron wheel, when turned, can actually thresh rice."
Farmers in Jing Dynasty had two methods to thresh rice.
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