"Zu Shuzi, why don't you tell me how to deal with those evil ministers!" Zhao Zhen pulled Zhang Junping's clothes and begged.

Zhao Zhen, who is young, still has a sense of justice and hates the evil spirits in the court.

He was very dissatisfied with the evil spirits left by his father, but he was helpless. He was just the prince now, but he was still not an adult prince, and no one cared about his opinion.

Now, Zhang Junping's words made Zhao Zhen feel the pleasure of YY.

When I became the emperor, those evil ministers were all lambs I raised. If anyone I didn’t like that day, I would take it out and kill one.

Thinking about it, Zhao Zhen felt excited and satisfied.

"King, besides the division and governance of what I just said, and the use of my spear to attack my shield, it is to seize military power!

As long as the king holds the army in his hands, there is no need to worry about the civil servants causing any big trouble!”

"Catch military power?"

"Yes! Throughout history, unless you offend the entire gentry and scholars, there will be no situation of destruction in the country. However, once there is a problem with the army, it will be a big mess and it is easy to destruction in the country!"

"The army, how should we capture military power?" Zhao Zhen grabbed his hair with worries.

"King, in fact, Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong have paved the way for the King!

Centralization is something that has not been done in all dynasties, and Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong did it!

The king only needs to treat the soldiers well and then work hard to improve his martial arts to firmly grasp the military power!”

"Is that simple?"

"It's that simple for those who join the army. The world of soldiers is very simple. Obey orders and obey the strong!

The reason why Emperor Taizu was able to become an emperor was because Emperor Taizu was extremely brave and his ancestors all obeyed Emperor Taizu because Emperor Taizu worked hard!”

"oh!

Zuo Shuzi, let’s start the morning jogging as soon as possible!" Zhao Zhen thought for a while and began to urge Zhang Junping to run in the morning.

"good!"

After the morning run, I continued to practice boxing. Today, Zhao Zhen was more enthusiastic about practicing boxing than before.

I practiced Taizu Changquan and Tai Chi for more than once before I finished it.

Breakfast is still stewed!

Zhao Zhen was a little addicted to stewing, after all, this was a hot dish, which was several times better than the cold rice and cold dishes I ate in the past.

"Zuo Shuzi, the craftsmen you told me have already made all the tools and craftsmen. Can you see if they can be used together?" After breakfast, Yin Lu said to Zhang Junping.

"Oh? So soon? Take the stuff over!"

Soon Yin Lu brought someone to bring the utensils that Zhang Junping wanted.

"Yin Lu, look at these silver-made dishes and chopsticks, you know what they are doing!

This is a small stove with charcoal inside, put these iron trays on the stove, and put water inside!

Then use those silver bowls and silver plates to serve the dishes and put them in the water, so that the temperature of the meal will not drop, and the king and the officials can eat hot meals!" Zhang Junping demonstrated it over and explained it to Yin Lu and the others. The reason is actually very simple. Use the stove to heat the water in the iron tray and use the water temperature to ensure the temperature of the meal.

This is how any fast food restaurant in later generations did.

But, in the Song Dynasty, this is innovation.

The method is very simple, but this simple method can end the emperor's tragic fate of eating cold dishes and cold rice for thousands of years.

"Zu Shuzi is such a talented person! He can actually come up with such a wonderful method!

I am thanking Zuo Shushou for the King!" Yin Lu bowed excitedly to Zhang Junping to thank him.

Although Zhang Junping invented the things, he could also share some of the credit when he went to the official and the saints to report good news.

After explaining Yin Lu the use of hot water insulation, Zhang Junping left Qingning Palace.

...

Four spacious sheds have been built on the open space outside the four city gates. There are five large pots at the entrance of the shed, and the pot is made of golden rice porridge.

The corn is not mixed with anything else, but it is golden and exudes a strong aroma.

In addition to the teacher, there were 360 ​​people coming to Wanxiang Academy, which was all dispatched.

There are ninety people at the gate of the city.

Under the leadership of his husband, the young student stayed in the shed to cook porridge, distribute porridge to the victims, and resettle the victims.

Older students went to nearby villages in groups to check the disaster situation and rescue the victims.

Qingning Palace is located on the east side of the imperial city, so Qingning Palace is also called the East Palace.

Zhang Junping's first stop was naturally the nearest Dongcheng Gate. When he arrived at the Dongcheng Gate, the outside of the porridge shed was already crowded with people.

Several students in their 80s and 90s were shouting loudly, asking the victims to line up, "Don't squeeze, shoot the team well! We have a lot of porridge, everyone can get it!"

"You said you! Why are you going to the line? Hurry up and queue up!" shouted at a Qingpi who was going to the line in a tender voice.

"What are you shouting? Who saw me jumping into the line? I've been standing here!" Qingpi said, glaring at the victims beside him viciously, warning them not to speak nonsense.

"I saw it, you're just going to the lineup! And we see that our porridge is used to help the victims, and you don't look like a victim in your clothes! Why are you here to grab the porridge with the victims?" The young student pointed at Qingpi and asked loudly.

"Why am I not a disaster victim? Are there any words on the victim's face? I'm also suffering from such heavy snow!

I haven't eaten for almost two days..." Qingpi was talking when she suddenly felt herself flying.

It was Zhang Junping who took action. Zhang Junping was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he grabbed Qingpi's neck and threw it out.

Qingpi fell into the snow pile outside the pipe, and after a while, she got up with snow all over her body and head, "Who, who threw grandpa out?"

"Who are you?" Zhang Junping asked with a glaring look.

"Ah? Master Zhang!" Qingpi looked up and saw that it was Zhang Junping. He was so scared that he fell to his knees on the ground. "I'm so hungry that I'm talking nonsense. Master Zhang spares my life!"

Zhang Junping had a black thread at the end and really wanted to slap the green-skinned mouths.

What the hell is Zhang Daren?

Is it not nice to call Zhang Guanren?

If it really doesn’t work, it’s okay to call Zuo Shuzi!

Zhang Daguanren always reminds people of Ximen Daguanren.

"I'm really in trouble, so I'll go to the back line! After eating the porridge, I'll go to work!" Zhang Junping snorted coldly, unwilling to argue with a Qingpi.

This Qingpi was really hit by a disaster. He was the only one at home. On weekdays, he was alone and his family was not hungry. He just used to blackmail vendors to get some money. He had to eat and drink even after getting some money. After snow, the vendors didn't leave the stalls and he had no income.

The heavy snow collapsed his broken house, and it was so lingering that he didn't press him down. He really didn't have dinner for two days.

"Work? What kind of work?" Qingpi was stunned. Why did Shipeng still let him work?

"Help the victims repair houses and clean up the snow on the official roads, so that you can't do it in vain. Just give five kilograms of corn per person a day!" Zhang Junping said loudly.

"Give five kilograms of corn a day?" The victims were excited.

They are not afraid of working hard, they are afraid of not being able to support themselves if they work hard.
Chapter completed!