The next morning.

Jia Cong finally went to the Hanlin Academy to attend Yamen.

Xu Bijiang has been kicked out for more than a month, and it has become a common occurrence for him to leave his account.

This made Ji Xiaolan's eyes filled with resentment whenever he saw him checking in.

But yesterday, I said that Xu Bijiang will return to Shenjing soon.

It’s better to be cautious.

You don’t have to ask Xu Bijiang to ask for a ruler or pull his ears as soon as he comes back.

Yang Yiming also looked at him and laughed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this our young prince?"

"Rare, rare, rare!"

Jia Cong raised his fingers to his lips and said "shhh".

"My uncle will be back as we speak."

"I can't let him know that I'm late for work, leave early, and skip out."

Yang Yiming said happily: "Uncle's eyes are getting better?"

"You have to go and tell the master quickly, lest the master blame himself and worry about your uncle."

Jia Cong said: "Of course, that bastard who did the evil is also sent back."

"You must take him to the Daolu Department for a visit in the future."

"By the way, I'd like to ask Uncle Dai Shi if he wants to go see the fun then?"

That day, Dai Yuan was scared to death by the menacing Jing Weizi.

Yang Yiming clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Yes, I must!"

"When your uncle arrives in Shenjing, let's go to the southern suburbs pier to pick him up!"

Jia Cong changed the subject and asked: "The barrel of the gun is out, brother Yiming, what are you going to do next?"

Yang Yiming suddenly showed a distant and profound gaze.

"I remember that year we were drinking in the east courtyard."

"Brother Zili once told Brother Shanming the story of Yan Shisan's thirteen life-killing swords..."

"This rifle should also have various subtle changes..."

"Just like the fourteenth and fifteenth changes of the Thirteen Deadly Swords..."

"I think..."

Jia Cong didn't wait for him to finish, and quickly stopped him: "Stop, stop, stop, don't think about improving the rifle just yet!"

"Now our Tianming rifle is enough to kill those guys who are still queuing up to shoot!"

Some people continue to think about rifles.

Yang Yiming might as well build the steam engine, it is the symbol of the industrial revolution!

Railways, machine tools, steamships, etc., etc...

Jia Cong raised his head.

Slowly recall the can steamer made by those craftsmen on the Internet in later generations.

As long as you give the super brain in front of you a direction, he will definitely be able to create a real steam engine!

Jia Cong has blind trust in Yang Yiming!

Yang Yiming pushed Jia Cong's arm and said with a smile: "Little prince, if you don't want to think about the rifle, then give me another direction?"

He just won’t give up until he does experiments.

Because of Emperor Tianxi's strong support, Yang Yiming's laboratory recently moved to the northern suburbs.

It is adjacent to the Firearms Research Institute and is heavily guarded.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Don't worry, let Xiao Fuzi go out and prepare something first."

"When we go to office in the evening, let's go to the laboratory to do a small experiment!"

Yang Yiming was overjoyed: "No problem!"

Jia Cong returned to his room and ordered Zheng Duofu to prepare materials.

Including water basins, large and small tin cans, candles, and most importantly, of course, hollow copper pipes.

By the time Zheng Duofu was running around to prepare all the materials, it happened to be the time for the Hanlin Academy to go to the Yamen.

Jia Cong took Yang Yiming, who was already squatting eagerly in the check-in room, guarding him.

"Let's go! Go to the laboratory."

The wheels rattled as we walked towards Yang Yiming's laboratory.

Yang Yiming's laboratory has now changed from a shotgun to a cannon.

It is no longer a simple room filled with all kinds of materials.

It is a small courtyard with three entrances.

The gate of the small courtyard is also guarded by Jingwei.

It is obvious that Emperor Tianxi specially sent people to build this laboratory for him.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Yesterday Yao'er said that Uncle Jiu favored me."

"Now it seems that Uncle Jiu is very partial to you!"

Yang Yiming laughed.

"In terms of the prosperity of the holy family, who can compare with Brother Zili?"

The two entered the laboratory.

Jia Cong began to make the simplest steam engine.

That is, put a candle in a tin can and burn a coil of water.

When the water in the hollow copper tube is heated and boils.

Steam is ejected simultaneously through the nozzle of the tin can, and the entire device begins to rotate in the basin!

There was a "boom"!

A new door suddenly opened in front of Yang Yiming!

Jia Cong whispered to Yang Yiming in a dreamy tone:

"Brother Yiming, come on..."

"Whether the industrial revolution can start or not depends on you..."

Yang Yiming stared blankly at the tin can spinning in the water.

"Can steam still be used in this way?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "If we expand this power unit and add a connecting rod and piston, it can run with heavy cargo."

"The prerequisite is that the track is laid."

"It can also be installed on a ship and used as power to drive propellers..."

Yang Yiming grabbed Jia Cong with his backhand!

"Brother Zili!"

"Give me time!"

Jia Cong smiled slightly: "Of course!"

"But now we should go back home."

He blew out the candle, waited for the hollow copper tube to cool, and then took out the simple transposition and gave it to Yang Yiming to hold.

"It's not hot anymore, just take it."

Leaving the laboratory with Yang Yiming who couldn't put it down.

Jia Cong solemnly reminded: "The steam temperature is extremely high, so don't be curious and touch it with your hands."

"You will get burned."

"Also, remember not to lose your mind and turn into a popsicle!"

Yang Yiming geared up and said with a smile: "I know, I know!"

"Didn't it turn into a popsicle when I was studying that rifle?"

Jia Cong rolled his eyes hugely at him.
To be continued...