The three years of Xianping were not considered a peaceful year. The rebellion in Wang Jun of Yizhou in the southwest was getting stronger and stronger. However, Jiangnan Road and Jinghu Road were rushing to cause drought during this season, with water flowing in early spring and drought in the heat. This continuous natural disaster increased the arrogance of the pseudo-Shu regime.

Didn’t that mean that in this year, natural disasters will always follow a dynasty with equal signs. The Zhao Song family caused a disaster, forcing Zhao Heng to issue an edict to guilt, and then stop the pavilions and pavilions in the palace, and issued a grace to exempt the world from being punished for the third-class crime.

Only after three imperial edicts were brought down in succession could the resentment among the gentry and the people were relieved.

The people’s resentment is really resentment. As for the resentment of the gentry, it is purely done on purpose.

These literati and wise men are just using this trick to bully the emperor and show off their presence.

Unfortunately, although the people took Zhao Heng's trick, Wang Jun's "Shu Army" ignored him at all. The anti-army won three consecutive victories in the southwest, and wiped out Lei Youzhong's headquarters and ambushed his deputy general Li Hui.

Such defeats were all in which dynasty and the generals who led the army were dead. As a result, Niu Mian, the governor of Yizhou, and Zhang Shiji, the transferee of Xichuan Road, were sentenced to be exiled, and Lei You finally remained in office and made meritorious service.

For the sake of Wang Jun, the imperial court had almost reached nearly 100,000 troops on Xichuan Road!

This time, the burden on several provinces around the southwest suddenly increased.

There is nothing to say, add fu.

After the taxation in spring is advanced, the taxation in autumn is advanced again.

And this time, the infamous road tax depletion in history was moved out by Zhao Heng or the literati and officials of the court.

It takes time to transport rice from Jiangxi to Sichuan. The road along the way is so difficult to walk.

If you send a stone of rice over, you have to consume at least three to four dou of it on the way. That’s great, let the people spend this money!

At this moment, the ratio of 10 taxes and one taxes mentioned the ratio of 8 taxes and one taxes and one taxes and one taxes and one taxes and one taxes at seven.

Fortunately, it was just a tax increase. If the court even made the advance loan, it would be impossible to live.

Luo Yongsheng, who was far away in Hongzhou, had to 'lent' 30,000 ounces from the court again.

Chen Li spoke, but he couldn't refuse.

But the money was not borrowed for nothing. Chen Li approved the warrant and allowed Luo Yongsheng to acquire 100 acres of land outside the city to build a kiln factory. The land was close to Washizhuang, near the valley restaurant a mile behind it.

Xiguji is not a village, it is just a place sunken between hills and streams. There are dozens of families living a Taoyuan life that they know how to cultivate themselves. If it weren't for Luo Yongsheng's arrival, the families here would probably not be willing to leave Xiguji and enter Hongzhou City until they die.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Luo Yongsheng wouldn't even know that there was such a hidden place near Hongzhou.

Five Fenqiu Valley, three Fenqiu Valley, two Fenqiu, two Fenqiu fields, green trees and thick shade everywhere, grass and insects are singing, it is indeed a very good place for seclusion.

"No wonder water is the source of life. There can be people in this place where there is water."

Luo Yongsheng stood on a small high ground and looked at the stream valley in the distance. He covered his forehead with his hands and blocked the scorching sunlight above his head and sighed: "I want to settle down in this stream valley and spend the rest of my life with my wife and children."

He could only listen to his words. Anyway, Geng Baishun and Luo Yongjie, who were by Luo Yongsheng's side, were too lazy to believe the same word.

I have returned my life but I have to be so honest. What are you trying to host so many orphans and beggars in the past year?

"Entertainment Father, Empty Father!"

The three of them were watching, and Cheng Wen's shouts sounded behind the shadow. Luo Yongsheng turned his head and saw the latter running towards him quickly, and he kept shouting in his mouth.

"Entertainment Father, a great thing. You have made those small blast furnaces in Washizhuang and steel."

A shout made Luo Yongsheng look moved. He quickly ran down from the small high ground and turned over the Yimao borrowed from Duting. He said it was a loan. Luo Yongsheng gave him dozens of stakes, but he was afraid that this horse would not have lived for a long time as Luo Yongsheng.

Without waiting for Geng Baishun and others, Luo Yongsheng rushed to the direction of Washizhuang and rushed to drive the horse. His strength was so strong that he could not wait for a moment.

When steel comes out in Washizhuang, it is of course a huge thing for Luo Yongsheng.

Speaking of steel, there were also those in the Song Dynasty. For example, the 100-forged steel technology in the late Tang Dynasty, the famous Modao Army and heavy armored infantry used this. Among the blacksmiths Luo Yongsheng found, there were many who knew steelmaking techniques, but the quality of the condensed shape refined from the first furnace was quite different from that in ancient books. There was no way, Luo Yongsheng could only continue to serve as a prophet and guided a group of small blast furnaces with special characteristics of the era.

However, in fact, Luo Yongsheng's unfamiliarity with steelmaking is no less than that of guiding the firing of bone porcelain at the time. It can even be said that he knows nothing, but he is Party A. Do Party A need to understand?

Luo Yongsheng was only responsible for making an abstract general opinion. The villagers who burned porcelain from hundreds of kilns in Washizhuang for generations, and the dozen blacksmiths recruited were the actual operators who made this general opinion concrete.

Otherwise, Luo Yongsheng would have been so much money and food that would be kept in waste.

Although Luo Yongsheng had never experienced the small blast furnace of the local steelmaking method, he was aged when he was a child when he was urinating and mud running wildly on the streets. There were many left and undemolished by the village in his hometown.

After seeing it many times, I still have some impression of the approximate shape and appearance.

With a little guidance, coupled with the experience of "Party B" and the absolute seriousness and responsible attitude towards doing things, one after another will naturally be established as quickly as possible.

Today, the first batch of finished products have finally been made.

As for what the first batch of finished products were made, Luo Yongsheng certainly did not dare to make molds of weapons and armor, but produced a batch of agricultural tools.

Ploughs, picks, hoes, etc., are just a few kitchen knives.

These villagers will not think badly.

“How is the quality.”

After picking up a hoe, Luo Yongsheng's eyes kept on the deep reflective metallic color, and he looked so obsessed and intoxicated.

“It’s much better than the last time I came out.”

The master in charge of steelmaking was Chi, a surname that was not very common. Although he was so hot that he was sweating profusely, he smiled proudly: "We tried it and it was at least 50% better than the salt and iron company in the city, and it could be sold at a good price."

This fool, how can this thing be sold?

It is a specialty for salt and iron. If Luo Yongsheng dares to sell the iron tool he has made into the city, no one can save him.

"No, not bad." Luo Yongsheng nodded with satisfaction and praised: "If you do well, you should be rewarded. Let's look back at Lao Geng for rewards."

"Thank you, Mr. Luo."

Everyone thanked them happily, but Luo Yongsheng's words then confused them.

"Destroy all the refined ones, and then remove these blast furnaces."

"ah?"

All the things that were finally refined were ruined?

If you are not satisfied with the finished product, you can do it even more diligently, and you won’t even need the stove.

Isn’t this a fight against the chef when you are full?

But Luo Yongsheng would not explain to them, and he had no need to explain.

Because it hasn't come yet, nor has it been waiting for what he has to wait for.
Chapter completed!