Since leaving Wenhua Palace, Zhu Laosi's face has not improved.

Among the emperors from ancient times to the present, even if they are not the most frugal one, they may be ranked higher, right?

Why did he become a prodigal son who is easy to fight in the mouth of Natsuhara?

It's really his mother!

Zhu Laosi was unhappy and was caught by Zhu Laosi from Jimo. Zhu Gaochi, who handled the memorials for him, was naturally not happy. Apart from being honestly flipping through the memorials sent below, he didn't even dare to express his grandeur.

Even Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shaofeng, who had chased from Wenhua Palace to Ganqing Palace, discovered something was wrong, and they just quickly said the future intention.

Zhu Laosi did not make things difficult for Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shaofeng. After considering it, he agreed to the request of the two.

The title of dean of the Royal Academy is of great benefit to Zhu Laosi himself or the entire Ming Dynasty, so Zhu Laosi naturally could not refuse.

But as he saw Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji turn around and want to run away, Zhu Laosi's face becomes even more gloomy: "What are you running? Can I eat it?"

Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji stopped backwards at the same time, bowed to Zhu Laosi, and Yang Shaofeng found a reason: "Grandpa, the grandson finally took out money from Laozi Xia. Now he naturally has to strike while the iron is hot and start work earlier, so that Mr. Xia will not regret it."

Seeing that Yang Shaofeng took Xia Yuanji as a shield without hesitation, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but look at Yang Shaofeng with contempt, then bowed and said, "Suncle thought so too."

Zhu Laosi ignored Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji, and instead said to himself: "Does a college really need ten million guan? If there are ten million guans, Jiaozhi..."

Zhu Laosi still couldn't help feeling a little distressed - building a college cost 10 million yuan. Although it is a good thing that benefits the present and the future, if this ten million yuan is used to expand the territory...

Zhu Laosi even wanted to take a walk around Jiaozhi.

Yang Shaofeng bowed and said, "Grandpa Huang, 10 million yuan is only the estimated construction cost at present, and does not include the manpower and material resources invested in various research institutes in the future.

If all the investments are really considered to be included, ten million trump cards per year may not be enough, and ten million trump cards may not be too much."

After Yang Shaofeng said this, Zhu Laosi not only felt distressed, but even his teeth began to hurt: "Ten thousand coins?"

Yang Shaofeng replied: "Ten thousand yuan. The annual expenditure on all professors and students of the college is almost negligible, but for the consumed materials, there is no way to calculate them at all.

For example, in the metallurgy department, they need to test different fuels and different metals. Each experiment, even if it only costs a consistent amount of money, it may cost a hundred and ten cents a day, not to mention that other disciplines also require money.”

"Use money?" Zhu Laosi asked back, and now he felt that even the liver and lungs were hurting: "This is not money, this is just burning money! It is still burning money from the treasury!"

Yang Shaofeng did not agree with Zhu Laosi's point of view: "Forgive the grandson, you cannot agree with the emperor's grandfather's statement.

For example, although the last hydraulic machine tool could only be used for simple drilling and grinding, it would definitely become better and better if it was gradually improved. How much manpower and material resources should be saved in this way? How should these be calculated by improving efficiency and convenience?

For example, in the agricultural science department, my grandson had been trying to grow vegetables in Jimo in the greenhouse. Although he spent a lot of money in the early stage, now as the greenhouse slowly spreads, people can eat fresh vegetables in winter and grandson can make money. How should I calculate this?"

Zhu Laosi was still a little unhappy: "I don't think you're doing anything in Jimo. I just prepared a stove and a greenhouse, and grabbed the craftsmen to burn glass for you. What else is left?"

Yang Shaofeng was immediately angry and asked, "My grandson has read through ancient books and thought about it carefully for a long time before he made improvements based on the Wen Tangjian's method. Otherwise, how much would it cost to plant a test greenhouse just?"

"Then you can read through ancient books and think about it, but no one else can?"

Zhu Laosi was still a little distressed: "It's ten thousand yuan. If you have this money, why don't you do it?"

Yang Shaofeng wanted to curse, but after seeing Zhu Laosi's distorted face, Xia Yuanji had promised to allocate funds as much as possible, Zhu Laosi was just complaining, and he couldn't say anything about cursing in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Yang Shaofeng spoke, "But it's not just that. For example, when I was tossing the greenhouse, the thermometer that I tossed out can now record the temperature of every day and the measurement records over the years. For later generations, it must also have reference value. Is this not enough to exchange for any amount of money, right?"

Zhu Laosi waved his hand angrily, not wanting to argue with Yang Shaofeng any longer.

Zhu Laosi also knew in his heart that the Royal Academy was a bottomless pit that could never be filled. He had to invest countless money in it every year, and he might not even hear a sound.

But Royal Academy is also a chicken that can lay golden eggs - I don’t know how much profit it generates from greenhouse planting and hydraulic lathes, let alone in the future?

However, understanding is clear, feeling distressed, these are two different things.

Anyway, it would be right to spend money in the Royal Academy.

...

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Yang Shaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to Zhu Zhanji and said, "Where will you go next? Otherwise, we will go to the Ministry of Works now. Taking advantage of the fact that Wuzhong has not yet repent, we will quickly bring a few masters from the Ministry of Works to the college."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "We don't need to go to the Ministry of Works in person. Just let Biancheng and Wu Ming and others go. Let's go to the south of the city now and take up the land quickly."

When Yang Shaofeng heard Zhu Zhanji mention the word "occupancy" again, he immediately became a little suspicious: "You are not thinking about my family, right?"

After glanced at Yang Shaofeng, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but spit out, "What's the idea of ​​making a fucking family? Even if you encircle the entire Yang family village, you may not be one-tenth of the academy. What's the idea of ​​making a fucking family?"

"I'm talking about the farm that the emperor gave to my family."

Yang Shaofeng pursed his lips, his eyes full of suspicion: "You don't want to take back that imperial village, right?"

Zhu Zhanji's expression changed and he smiled and said, "There is no one in the farm, and the left and right are idle. It's better to use it for the college."

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhanji suppressed his heartache again: "Don't worry, if you don't take up your land for nothing, you will definitely compensate you according to the market price, and you will be guaranteed not to lose money."

Yang Shaofeng's face suddenly became gloomy and he pointed at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Okay, you are really the idea of ​​attacking that farm!"

Zhu Zhanji spread his hands helplessly and asked back, "Then you think, where can I put such a big college in the entire Shuntian Mansion? Even outside the city, besides that village, there is also a nearby place to put it down, so where can I put it down?"

After being asked by Zhu Zhanji, Yang Shaofeng was stunned: "Probably, it seems that there is really no place to let go of the Royal Academy."

But when he thought that the good imperial village had just arrived in his hands and was not warmed up yet, he was about to be taken back by Zhu Zhanji in a blink of an eye. Yang Shaofeng still couldn't help feeling distressed, and then he became a little angry and looked at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Have you planned it long ago?"

Zhu Zhanji said helplessly: "You proposed the academy and the area you have also asked for. How can I blame me? If you don't believe it, go and look out the entire map of Shuntian Mansion and you will know if I have lie to you!"

Yang Shaofeng said dryly: "Maybe there is something wrong with the map of Shuntian Mansion?"

"Pooh!"

Zhu Zhanji directly retorted: "If there is a mistake in the map of Yingtian Mansion, it is possible, but the map of Shuntian Mansion was just measured in the 19th year of Yongle, and it was specially drawn according to the realistic scale you said. How could it be wrong!"

Seeing Yang Shaofeng's dejected look, Zhu Zhanji had no choice but to say helplessly: "It's just a village. If you really can't bear to leave it, just turn around and ask Grandpa Emperor to give you another one?"

"Really?" Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji suspiciously and said, "This is the imperial village of Shuntian Mansion. Don't get me a Baoding Mansion. This is a big difference."

"Don't worry," Zhu Zhanji promised confidently: "It's from Shuntian Mansion. If the emperor's grandfather is reluctant to give it to you, he will ask his father for it when he turns around. If his father doesn't give it to me, I will give it to you. Is this a whole thing?"

After hearing Zhu Zhanji's promise, Yang Shaofeng became even more worried: "If the adoptive father made this promise, I would believe it, but do you think I would believe your promise?

I don’t know what kind of person I am? What good thing can you be with me?"

Zhu Zhanji was furious and pointed his hand in the southwest direction, shouting: "Remember what I said? I said, as long as your son grows up and I have a daughter, I will marry your daughter to your son. Wherever Myanmar goes west, no matter how much land your son takes, give it to your son! That's all right!"

Yang Shaofeng spat and said, "I'm just going to expand your territory for you!"

Zhu Zhanji was stunned and didn't know where to go in his heart. He smiled and said, "Who is our brothers with whom? It's obviously a good opportunity for your son to be a local emperor, but you are still whining here."

Yang Shaofeng said: "Is it a good opportunity? Then why do you think Alutai and Mahamu brothers stayed in Shuntian Mansion and refused to leave?"
Chapter completed!