RPAGF Chapter 847
Chapter 847
of course.
They already understand.
You definitely can't come to the Alchemy Department to do hard labor.
What kind of coolie could be summoned by the emperor himself? And in a place as confidential and important as the Alchemy Department, someone was waiting to lead the way and prepare a place for them to work?
"Your Majesty's holy will is difficult for anyone to imagine or guess. His Majesty has summoned you. If there is anything, I believe His Majesty will explain it to you." The craftsman who led the way explained slowly, and when he said these words, his eyes unconsciously showed respect.
Hearing his words, the three centurions came to their senses.
They quickly organized discipline: "Everyone, shut up! Have you forgotten what we said before? Don't talk nonsense, don't mess around! His Majesty is in the Alchemy Department. If you disturb him, how many heads will be chopped off!?"
The words are over.
The discussions among the crowd gradually died down, and the curiosity and doubts on their faces disappeared.
The first captain smiled apologetically and said, "We are all so young and have never seen the world. Please forgive me for making fun of you. I will trouble you to lead the way."
The craftsman who led the way said amiably, "From now on, we will all work for His Majesty in the Alchemy Department. We are colleagues, so there is no need to be polite."
After a little noisy episode, more than 500 people from the three centurions followed the leading craftsman and walked in in a mighty procession.
However, he had just walked a short distance forward.
Everyone felt...
It was still early spring, a chilly day. If one looked in the distance, one could still see snow still lingering on the mountains, yet a scorching heat was blowing in from the front...
"Hiss... What kind of place is this Alchemy Department? It's so cold, yet it's actually hot? Could it be that the immortal masters are refining the elixirs up front?"
"Even if it's alchemy, it shouldn't be this hot, right?"
"..."
This time, everyone learned their lesson and only complained secretly in their hearts, while still looking honest on the surface.
Of course, further on, they were no longer obedient.
It’s not that they lack quality and determination.
But... what kind of immortal master uses such a huge furnace for alchemy? And this furnace is also so weird in shape???
In their sight.
There were strangely shaped furnaces arranged neatly and at a certain distance from each other, and these furnaces emitted extremely high temperatures.
There was a strong man with his upper body naked guarding each stove. Some of the stoves even had people waving shovels and adding coal into the stoves.
"What... is going on???"
"Oh my God! Where am I? Is this really the Alchemy Department? I've never heard of such a method for refining elixirs."
"And... where are those Taoist masters? Last year, His Majesty grandly recruited a large number of them to make elixirs for him. Why are they all shirtless?"
"..."
When walking on the road and looking at the stoves from afar, everyone was dumbfounded. Their eyes widened, and they felt like they had come to the wrong place, with confusion on their faces.
Until they saw someone turning the stove.
After pouring out a furnace of molten steel, they finally understood what it was doing: "This is... burning iron, right?"
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Regarding some of the complaints I often see, the humble author would like to say a few words from the heart:
Many people think that I have over-depicted the supporting characters and too little about the main characters. First of all, no matter where the main character appears or not, the plot must undoubtedly revolve around the main character (directly or indirectly).
But I personally think ha.
The protagonist's influence naturally has a grand aspect, such as the Industrial Revolution, and the protagonist will step by step turn the Ming Dynasty into a land overlord and a sun that never sets on the sea.
At the same time, there must also be microscopic and tiny details.
People from all walks of life, high-ranking officials, low-level officials, ordinary people, big shots, small shots... are actually all part of this world, and are all flesh and blood people. The arrival and actions of the protagonist will definitely have an impact on them.
Macro + micro.
Only then will this be a whole vivid and real world.
The young author's most important task, of course, is to serve the readers well and try to write the plot smoothly and enjoyably.
But at the same time.
I also want to make this world truly vivid, with everyone having their own stance, rather than blindly using flat, stereotyped NPC-type tools to advance the protagonist's achievements, making it like playing a game.
This includes the changes in the protagonist's mentality that I mentioned earlier: from the condescending mentality of a time traveler and gamer, he gradually puts himself in the position of "emperor" and "king and father", truly integrates into this era, and shares the joys and sorrows of this era.
The next few hundred years from this era will be filled with pain and regret for all Chinese people. I think everyone will think, how great it would be if we had taken the right path at this time?
The young author thought so too.
So I really want to bring all of this to life.
Perhaps there are some unsatisfactory proportions, so I hope my readers will be more understanding.
The protagonist of this book can be said to be Zhu Yunhun, but in a sense, the protagonist can also be said to be... the Ming Dynasty with Zhu Yunhun.
Maybe this is also the writing style of the young author.
It's really not water.
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