After finally getting down to the ground, Zhu Shangbing stretched his muscles and looked at the lazy people behind him.

Ever since he was injured, the guys in the martial arts field have become slack.

In this case...

He stood on the stage and looked down at the people below. He picked up the sword and put it on the ground, making a harsh voice and shouting.

"You all seem to be very lazy recently. In this case, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The matter of briquettes should also be put on the agenda.

These are not just free labor. They are allowed to make briquettes under the pretext of punishment. This not only trains this group of people but also achieves the goal. It is the best of both worlds.

Just when Zhu Shangbing was rejoicing about this, a man suddenly appeared in Vietnam Mountain, his face full of displeasure. He walked up to it without saying a word and scolded him angrily.

"I still don't know who the lazy one is."

Even so, those eyes were fixed on Zhu Shangbing when he spoke, so you can imagine who he was talking about.

The people below are all here to watch the excitement. They all want to see what it will be like for the newly arrived Yue Nanshan to fight Zhu Shangbing.

Li Mao previously commented that the two were equally matched.

"My lord, please let me go if I have been injured for a hundred days."

Facing the person in front of him, he couldn't put on the airs of a prince, and the smile on his face was almost flattering, and he responded in this coquettish way.

Yue Nanshan was so frightened that he took a few steps back and looked at the person in front of him with strange eyes, as if questioning him.

Are you sick?

With a slight cough, Zhu Shangbing explained to them the true purpose of his visit with a straight face.

"His Royal Highness has a coal mountain under his name. I need your help in mining it. It is not about digging coal, but I need you to make a new thing as an exercise. This thing is very important. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a national treasure."

Something that can save countless people in the world should be regarded as a national treasure, right?

Zhu Shangbing deliberately exaggerated, and the group of people below suddenly became excited, with curiosity shining in their eyes.

Only Yue Nanshan frowned, wondering what kind of medicine Zhu Shangbing was selling in his gourd, but he still nodded and agreed with him.

The group of people walked out of the palace in a mighty manner, and did not arrive at their destination until dusk.

People have already been arranged to camp here, and Zhu Ming is waiting outside with a dark face. For no other reason than Zhu Shangbing got this coal mountain from his cheap dad.

"Dad, I brought everyone here, let's do this well!"

He dismounted and walked to Zhu Xi, smiled and patted his shoulder. Although he was glared at, his movements did not restrain at all.

Facing his son here, the latter could only sigh.

Everyone was led to the top of the mountain by that person and looked at the large pit that had been dug. Inside was the coal they wanted to collect this time.

"You have to dig out some of the coal today. You can't officially start until tomorrow. I will tell you what is going on."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of wailing.

They didn't come here to dig coal as promised, but the shovels have already been given to them.

Yue Nanshan looked at the people who were resigned to their fate, then looked at Zhu Shangbing who was in a good mood, strode up to the man, grabbed his collar and walked to a remote place.

"What on earth are you doing?"

He wondered why well-trained soldiers were called here to dig coal. Is there really a big deal, or is this just an excuse?

Understanding what he was thinking, the person across from him took his hand off his collar and pointed to a pile of loess at the foot of the mountain.

"It's useless to talk more. Just let me go and take a look."

There are some coals that have been mined here. Zhu Shangbing skillfully mixed them together, added water, and put them into the molds made by Zhu Xiang. The briquettes have taken shape.

Looking at the strange-shaped objects, the person opposite showed a puzzled expression.

Is this a national treasure?

Zhu Shangbing didn't want to, but asked a question.

"Does Shaoxia Yue know how many civilians die every year because of lack of firewood?"

As the words fell, the surroundings fell into silence.

Yue Nanshan's pupils shrank suddenly. Could it be that the person in front of him was thinking about the people.

I was happy in my heart, but I didn't show it on my face and told the truth frankly.

"I don't know."

Although he had traveled around the world and seen all kinds of things in the world, he didn't know exactly how many people had died.

Hearing this, Zhu Shangbing showed a serious expression. Just when Yue Nanshan thought he was going to say the important point, this guy only said five words.

"I don't know either."

The next second, there was a sword hanging between someone's neck.

The man holding the sword had an ugly face. He never expected that he would be teased today.

Seeing how excited he was, Zhu Shangbing restrained his pretense of seriousness, took the sword away with his hand, and explained slowly.

"Hold on, young hero. Although I don't know how many people will die, I also know that a lot of people die every winter because they don't have the ability to buy firewood at high prices."

After the words fell, a few chuckles came from the other side, mixed with a hint of ridicule.

It's Yuenan Mountain.

With a little disappointment in his eyes, he asked.

"Your Highness, what are you doing? Does the next sentence mean why you don't eat minced meat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person opposite him said something back.

"In your eyes, Your Highness is this kind of person. Let this briquette dry in the sun for two more days and you will see the results. If I am not mistaken, it can help ordinary people survive the cold winter."

Looking at the black thing in Zhu Shangbing's hand, he frowned and couldn't believe that this thing was really as magical as he said and could help the people survive this cold winter.

Just now he also saw that the method is indeed related to coal, the production is relatively simple, and the selling price will definitely not be high.

It seems that people can buy it, but...

"Coal is poisonous."

In ancient times, burning coal indoors was no different from committing suicide.

Zhu Shangbing shook his head after hearing this. He looked at the thing in his hand, picked it up in a dry place and put it away while explaining.

"When using it, remember to open the windows for ventilation during the day."

The knot in his heart was relieved, Yue Nanshan's eyes were full of guilt, and he wanted to apologize, but Zhu Shangbing raised his hand to stop him.

The man turned and left, leaving only one sentence.

"I care about the people no less than you do."

…

The next day, a strange scene occurred at the foot of Meishan Mountain.

I was supposed to take leave from Deng Town in the court hall, so I came here specially to dig coal.

The clean clothes turned gray soon after, and even the face was full of marks.

If he didn't explain his identity, would anyone be able to tell that he was the duke of the country on the spot.

Not to mention…

Zhu Shangbing was holding the mold at the moment and directing the people next to him to stir.

When something goes wrong, you will do it yourself and stuff the mud into the mold. Everyone who comes from an ordinary commoner family should be casual.

When he arrived here, Zhu Ping was about to cry but had no tears.

The Duke of the country mines, and the Prince digs the mud.
Chapter completed!