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Chapter 21: An Era of Possibilities

When we returned to the city, it was already bright. The city gate was open, so there was no need to go through the Ruyi Gate.

When we arrived at the city gate, we saw people crowded inside and outside, eagerly looking forward to something.

Not long after, a group of Jin Yi Ti cavalry filed out, escorting several prison cars.

On top of each car was an unkempt prisoner, his messy hair covering his face, making it difficult to tell what was going on.

However, there were many enthusiastic people, and Zuo Fu knew everything as soon as he asked.

"Master, it's a great news. The new Dongchang prefect, Cao Wenheng, came to our place and arrested all the officials including the prefect, the prefect, and the chief secretary."

Zuo Mengeng was quite surprised when he saw the angry people taking care of the prisoners with rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves.

"Why is this?"

"It is said that these officials are all remnants of the eunuchs, so the capital sent Jin Yiwei to assist Cao Wenheng in catching people. It seems that the eunuchs are really finished."

Zuo Mengeng frowned.

When it comes to eunuchs, let alone others, at least Feng Lun, the eunuch guarding Linqing, is the most die-hard.

His godfather is Li Chaoqin.

Why was Feng Lun fine, but the rest of the officials, large and small, were arrested?

But soon, Zuo Mengeng figured it out.

Those who hate the Eunuch Party the most are obviously the civil servants, especially the officials of the Donglin Party.

Therefore, once these people take back their power and liquidate the eunuchs, they will definitely do it vigorously and can't wait.

As for Feng Lun, even if the Donglin Party hates him to the core, there is nothing they can do.

Those are the people in the palace. The only one who can touch Feng Lun is Chongzhen.

However, the liquidation of these officials belonging to the eunuch party is already a very obvious signal. Zuo Mengeng believes that the day when Feng Lun will be finished is definitely not far away.

"Do you know who the new governor is?"

Zuo Fu shook his head.

"It is said that the new governor of the state has not yet been decided. Cao Wenheng is now acting as the governor."

What could Zuo Menggen say, he just curled his lips.

The imperial court was so aggressive in purging political enemies that they couldn't even wait for a moment.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand that after all, the Eunuch Party has killed so many people from the Donglin Party, and with such a great hatred, the Donglin Party will definitely seize the day to get revenge.

When I returned to the mansion, Zuo Liangyu was not there, having left early in the morning.

Zuo Mengeng paid his respects to Mr. Huang and returned to his small courtyard. As soon as he entered the house, he found that Xu Ruolin was actually in his room.

She was sitting at the table, holding a few pages in her hands and reading them with gusto.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xu Ruolin began to complain.

"That sister of yours, when you have time, come to me with Wang Fengzhou's poems and ask for advice..."

She shook her head and smiled bitterly as she spoke.

"I really don't know what's there to read about those sour poems?"

Zuo Mengeng was also amused. He didn't expect that Wang Shizhen's poems would be looked down upon by Xu Ruolin.

There are really not many good poets in the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing Zuo Mengeng, Xu Ruolin was quite anxious. She stood up and came over, holding the manuscript in front of his eyes.

"Did you write this?"

Zuo Mengeng took a quick look and saw that it was "The Wealth of Nations" that he had written last night.

"It's a game that makes people laugh."

Xu Ruolin's eyes are very big, and when they are wide open, they look like plump almonds. However, her eyes are very clear, as if they penetrate her soul.

"Oh, you are too humble. Do you know that if these merchants in Jiangnan see these things, they will definitely regard them as a standard?"

This statement surprised Zuo Mengeng.

This accident made Zuo Mengeng quite excited.

After all, many of the things he learned in his dreams were miraculous. He vaguely felt that if he wanted to end this troubled world, he must find a way out of it.

But the problem is that restoring peace to the world is such a big issue that it is impossible for him to do it alone.

He must find enough and strong enough helpers.

If others don't understand your ideas and ideas, how can you communicate with them?

Not only will people not help him, they may even regard him as a deviant. When the time comes, people will criticize him with words and writings all over the world, and I'm afraid he won't even have a foothold.

Since people of this era can understand and recognize these, then his opportunities and hopes are great.

Of course, the bright and pretty girl in front of me is the first target.

"According to what you said in your article, people can never keep up with the speed of machines. But how can machines run without people driving them?"

Zuo Mengeng was so happy that someone was willing to communicate.

He pulled Xu Ruolin to sit down and asked, "Have you ever seen a waterwheel in Jiangnan?"

Xu Ruolin nodded, not understanding why he asked.

"The waterwheel uses the force of the water flow to rotate, and then sends water from low places to high places. But since the waterwheel can rotate, why can't it drive machinery to rotate in addition to fetching water?"

Zuo Menggeng is an activist.

That's not all. He took the pen and paper and started drawing.

"Look, if such a gear is installed on a waterwheel, then when the waterwheel rotates, the gear will also rotate. If the two gears mesh like this, will the other gear also rotate? Through such a pole,

Is it possible to transfer this power to another place? If you have a textile workshop at home, you should have seen what those spindles look like. What if the method of manually pulling the spindles is changed to such a hydraulic drive? "

What makes Xu Ruolin better than many people in this era is that she has practical experience.

If it was something else, she might not know why yet.

But when Zuo Menggeng mentioned the spindles for spinning and weaving, her mind was suddenly opened.

"Hey, waterwheels have been used to collect water for thousands of years, why didn't anyone think of using it for spinning?"

Seeing her annoyed look, Zuo Mengeng chuckled.

"Look, isn't this a way to improve productivity?"


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