Even though he said this, Emperor Hongyuan saw someone bringing an iron pickaxe, so he still took it.

This left some people with lingering fears, especially the minister of the Ministry of Industry. He said cautiously: "Your Majesty, why don't you come as a minor minister?"

Emperor Hongyuan glanced at him, and he was still impressed by this man, who had just been demoted some time ago.

He shook his head and said: "I'm coming in person, you guys get out of the way."

The Minister of Industry was really worried. After all, he had been with Emperor Hongyuan for many years. He was resentful when he was demoted last time, but he didn't want anything to happen to Emperor Hongyuan.

After all, who doesn’t have moments of confusion?

What if Emperor Hongyuan was just confused last time?

There is no doubt that Emperor Hongyuan was a good emperor who was generous and benevolent.

Song Yunuan asked people to disperse, and she stood not far from Emperor Hongyuan in case something happened to him. If something happened to him, she could be prepared at any time.

The iron pickaxe chopped down hard, but fortunately the shock force of the iron pickaxe was not that strong, otherwise Emperor Hongyuan would have cried.

In the early years, Emperor Hongyuan had martial arts practitioners, but he was not as focused as Xie Nanchu and others. He was more inclined to govern the country, but ordinary people could not practice to the level of Xie Nanchu.

So he was shocked when he saw that the cement had broken a layer of skin as small as a thumb.

"Okay, okay, okay." He said several good words in succession and walked back and forth excitedly. When he caught a glimpse of Song Yunuan, he pulled Song Yunuan over and said solemnly: "Yunuan, what is the name of this thing?

Cement, right?”

Song Yunuan nodded.

"This thing can not only build roads, but also build bridges?" Emperor Hongyuan asked again.

Song Yunuan could sense his excitement from the trembling hands on her shoulders, but he controlled it very well on his face.

"Yes, Father. Cement can not only build bridges, it can also build houses. It has many uses."

Floods in the south have always been a concern for emperors of all dynasties. The decision made last time was a good one, but this time, it is even better!

"Okay, Yu Nuan, this is really a great achievement." Emperor Hongyuan's eyes were smiling, and he was already indescribably excited.

He wished he could yell and run laps in the hall, but of course, reality did not allow him to do this.

He is the emperor and cannot be so embarrassed.

But my inner happiness could not be vented for a long time.

"What about the cost? Is it high?" Emperor Hongyuan also asked this crucial question.

He used this question to suppress his excitement, otherwise he thought he might faint from joy.

The bike this time is different from the one last time.

Bikes are optional.

But things like cement can benefit people all over the world!

How big of a good thing is this? Enough to leave a mark in history.

Song Yunuan had already made the calculation and said with a smile: "Father, why don't you calm down first? I'll ask the Ministry of Industry to submit the price list to you later?"

When Emperor Hongyuan heard this, he was worried at first, but he thought what she said was reasonable. What if he got too excited and made a fool of himself?

Emperor Hongyuan nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Hearing what Yu Nuan meant, he already roughly knew that the cost would definitely not be high.

Not high is good, not high is good.

In this way, with the country's financial support, he could see the Song Ling Kingdom prospering day by day.

Emperor Hongyuan seemed to have seen a glorious future. He took Tong Jian and strode away. He was worried that he might be embarrassed if he continued to stay.

Emperor Hongyuan walked very slowly when he came. When he returned, there was wind under his feet, and Tong Jian behind him could hardly keep up.

When he returned to Wolong Hall, Emperor Hongyuan drove all the children out, and then walked back and forth in Wolong Hall, with a gradually "perverted" smile on his face.

He suppressed his laughter, but his smile was not suppressed at all.

Tong Jian outside the door could guess what Emperor Hongyuan was doing inside. He thought that when he first followed Emperor Hongyuan, his temperament was not as stable as it is now. He would definitely be very happy when he got the great news.

Anger shows on face.

There is a fierce battle for the throne, and His Majesty is being taken by the current Queen Mother. As a prince, he cannot escape, and the smile on his face is getting less and less.

After he ascended the throne, he showed no emotion or anger.

Tong Jian's eyes fell in the direction of the Ministry of Industry. He thought, no wonder His Majesty dotes on Princess Yujia so much, even if he knows Princess Yujia's true identity, he wants to hide it.

Even if his identity was completely revealed, he would rather defy all opinions to retain the identity of Princess Yujia, and change the rank of Princess Yujia to that of National Preceptor.

Princess Yujia is still surnamed Song, not Yun.

——

When the Minister of the Ministry of Industry heard that Emperor Hongyuan came with a bad look on his face, he left happily. Only then did he realize that the cement had got into Emperor Hongyuan's eyes.

He hurried over, wanting to take the credit that belonged to the Ministry of Works to himself.

Of course, he didn't dare to take the credit from Song Yunuan, and it wasn't like his brain was caught in the door.

"Master Imperial Master, you are so wonderful! Song Ling is so lucky to have you." The Minister of Industry, Jin Chan's grandfather, praised with a smile.

He has no skills, but his ability to flatter is first-rate.

Song Yunuan didn't want to talk to him, so she turned to the Minister of Industry and said, "Report the ingredients and prices to my father later, and you may be responsible for the rest."

Before the Minister of Works said anything, the Minister of Works immediately came over, pushed the Minister of Works away, and held his hand to Song Yunuan, "Sir, you can just give this task to Wei Chen. What can he do as a Minister?

If you neglect it, it will be bad."

This makes it clear that when there is no one to do the work, everyone gets the credit and gets the credit.

The Minister of Industry wanted to say something, but when Song Yunuan raised his head, he stopped what he was saying.

"Leave it to you?" Song Yunuan asked.

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry immediately said with a smile: "Of course, Wei Chen is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry and is in charge of all matters of the Ministry of Industry. Naturally, this matter should be handled by Wei Chen."

"My master, remember that last time there was a problem with the facilities in the capital school, you were responsible for it, right?" Song Yunuan looked up and down, and then said.

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry looked ugly for a moment. He was ridiculed a lot about what happened back then, but since he became the Minister, no one dared to say it in front of him.

Now I didn't expect that it could be mentioned by others, and it was still in front of my subordinates. This was a bit too much.

"Master Imperial Master..." Minister of the Ministry of Industry still wanted to make a quibble.

Song Yunuan raised her hand again and interrupted the words of the Minister of Industry, "Needless to say, I know how you came to be the Minister of Industry. The person who leads you to study cement this time is the Minister of Industry, not you. I want to

Stealing credit? That won’t work for me.”

"Minister of the Ministry of Industry."

"I'm here." The Minister of Industry bowed slightly and saluted.

Song Yunuan said again: "I will leave the matter to you. You can do your job with peace of mind."
Chapter completed!