In the blink of an eye, Wang Buxian was alone again.

Zhang Buyi was sent to coordinate the construction of the hydraulic forging machine.

Sima Xin was still squatting next door studying papermaking.

The entire process is basically complete, and now we are working on how to improve the quality of pulp.

This is a very important process. If the pulp quality is not good, the paper produced will be too brittle and difficult to store.

Anyway, I have tried various methods, adding things, subtracting things, everything I can think of has been used one by one.

Therefore, the lonely Wang Buqi could only deal with official duties every day and then sit in a daze out of boredom.

Seeing everyone busy, I, the master of the world, have become the most leisurely person.

In addition, Wang Buxu decided not to take any time off. All kinds of problems are prone to occur when people take time off.

Therefore, Wang Buxu once again made a habit of squatting next door to study the blast furnace after finishing his official duties every day.

There is no problem with the principle of the forging machine. Now we just need to build water channels and build machinery of sufficient quality.

After the forging machine comes out, the supply of iron materials will become a big problem.

So Wang Buxu summoned his ministers.

The autumn harvest has passed and the location of the iron ore has been determined.

The surrounding people have been gathered to start mining work. Since they are paid based on work, the people are very enthusiastic about work.

Whoever urged them to work in the past was their enemy.

Now, it turns out that whoever urges them to rest is their enemy.

Don't ask, asking means the court is a fool...

Isn't it possible to directly recruit corvees?

It's okay to do these things with all the bells and whistles.

It's better now. Things that can be done with just a small amount of food are now taken care of not only food and housing, but also wages.

This kind of food is eaten by the public to save food for one's own family, and the saved food is reserved for personal use, and at the same time, it is rewarded by the court. Don't you think it is not good?

Smart people have already calculated that if a family of two strong men goes together during the off-season, the food saved this winter, plus wages, will be enough to feed four or five little ones.

And if there are four or five little ones, the court will reward them.

In this way, he basically went to the mines to dig iron, and the court helped him raise these little cubs.

Where can I find such good things?

Therefore, Wang Buxu got an inaccurate figure from the Minister of Shang.

Currently, five iron mines have been excavated, ten iron mines will be excavated within three days, and more than 30 iron mines will be excavated within ten days.

As for the iron ore that has been excavated so far, the output is calculated in terms of piles, and a pile is basically as high as a hill.

Now the daily output can be as much as ten hills.

According to the estimates of professionals, this is equal to the daily output. After processing, it can forge two to three thousand weapons.

Then now a new problem has arisen. The output of iron ore is sufficient, the forging machines are coming, and the forging efficiency is sufficient, but the supply of iron materials will be difficult.

Wang Buxu was even more determined to immediately publicize the matter.

If there is no public relations, the iron ore will pile up into mountains, and the craftsmen will be idle and moldy, and they will not be able to make weapons.

Therefore, Wang Buxu decided to mine the iron ore and smelt it on site, and then transport the smelted iron material to Luoyang or store it on site, waiting for arrangements.

"Your Majesty, please stop running to the next door these days. You will ascend the throne in half a month, and there are a lot of things waiting to be solved." Zhang Liang couldn't help but sigh.

I originally thought that Wang Buxu came to them to discuss the matter of enthroning, but I never expected it.

At this point, Wang Buxian was actually concerned about the iron ore matter.

It seems that in his seriousness, ascending the throne is not as important as iron ore. How can this be done?

You must break it over for him!

"What's the matter? Didn't Gu go next door after finishing his work every day?" Wang Buxu looked at Zhang Liang with confusion on his face.

Although my surname is Wang, I really do business when I go next door.

"Okay, let's get down to business. First, where is your name? Second, what is the scope of the amnesty? Third..." Zhang Liang said dozens of things in one breath.

Wang Buxu nodded repeatedly with a confused look on his face. What you said makes perfect sense.

Yes, where's Gu's name?

"Didn't I leave you to take care of the name matter?" Wang Buxu asked Zhang Liang.

"I racked my brains and thought of dozens of names, but you didn't get any response..." Zhang Liang spread his hands and looked at Wang Buxuan with a speechless face.

"..." Wang Buxian felt that he was even more speechless than Zhang Liang.

The name was given, and a lot was given.

But don’t take a look at what the names are.

Is that a name someone calls?

Fortunately, Wang Buxu directly gave the name Wangbang to his son. Otherwise, Zhang Liang might not have had to call himself Wangbang.

As for the rest...

The king...

Wang Min...

Take a look, what are these called?

Emperor, brother?

Wang Min, netizen?

Fortunately, I know that you guys are not from time travel, otherwise I would have to follow the network cable to find you cowards. Are you such a prankster?

After seeing the name they gave him, Wang Buxian suddenly had the urge not to change his name.

"Thinking about it, I'm just thinking about it here. I have to decide on the name today!" Wang Buxu felt that it would be impossible to cure this group of people. They were all completely lawless.

It's obviously your own fault, but you still blame yourself for being so short and weak.

"It's the country of Han, why not just call it Han?" Xiao He suddenly said.

Chinese?

Wang Han?

Old man Wang?

Push the car again?

Mr. Wang likes to go to the next door to push the cart. Han?

Wang Buxian shook his head subconsciously, like a rattle: "No! No! Think again!"

If this special girl is called Wang Han, what if one of the future generations shamelessly calls me the Emperor of Carts?

Next, the monarch and his ministers seemed to fall into some kind of strange realm.

From time to time, the ministers mentioned a name.

Then after some processing by Wang Buxian, the name was rejected.

Facts have proved that the ancients really did not have so many crooked thoughts.

Their ideas are still very pure.

The Han of Wang Han represents the country of Han, the first emperor who founded this country.

As a result, Wang Buxu thought of him as Old Man Wang.

Wang Min was chosen in order to fit in with Wang Buxu's political thoughts and advocate the idea of ​​serving the people.

As a result, because of a homophonic pronunciation, Wang Buxu felt that he was an old netizen who had traveled through time, and was rejected by some people as if they had discovered the secret.

"Your Majesty, why don't you call me Wang Long, the son of the dragon, the monarch chosen by heaven." Finally, Zhang Liang was speechless and said.

"Isn't this a bit too arrogant?" Wang Buxian asked subconsciously.

"Not arrogant, not arrogant at all, and there are benefits to your name." Zhang Liang said.

"What's the benefit?" Wang Buxian couldn't help but feel curious.

"People don't need to avoid taboos..." Zhang Liang said.

Wang Buxu: "..."

This is such a damn true statement.

Who dares to name their baby dragon these days?

I am impatient to live, is this?
To be continued...