karlmaks
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5.8 M
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Reading
20 d, 5 h
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"I remember, Your Highness," Lu Fei said with a salute. He knew that Xiao Ming would not bring this up without reason, so he asked, "Your Highness, do you intend to reinstate the military farming system?" "Exactly. At the founding of the Great Yu Empire, the government implemented the military farming system, where soldiers doubled as farmers. But as time passed, commoners lost their land, and the system gradually became obsolete, replaced by the current mercenary system," Xiao Ming said, brushing the…-
1.2 M • Ongoing
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"Lieutenant Lu!" Upon seeing him, the soldiers escorting Qian Dafu immediately dismounted and knelt on one knee, their faces filled with guilt. "Your Highness, Lieutenant, we failed to protect Steward Qian. Please punish us." "What happened?" Xiao Ming’s anger flared. He had just survived an assassination attempt, and now Qian Dafu was injured. The lead soldier explained, "Your Highness, we've been searching for mineral deposits for the past month as per your orders and have made significant…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Chen Wenlong and the craftsmen all turned their eyes to Xiao Ming. After the briquette stove and the lathe, Xiao Ming once again introduced a shocking new technique. For the craftsmen, who had spent their lives mastering their inherited skills, unaltered for generations, Xiao Ming’s innovation completely upended their understanding. "That’s right. The crucible steel method is well-established, but the steel it produces requires repeated forging to enhance its strength, which is extremely…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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"By the way, the Engineering Department still has too few craftsmen. Now that we have enough silver, we should recruit more. Chen Qi, I’ll leave this task to you. Skilled craftsmen may be hard to find, but we can bring in apprentices. The most important thing is that they, like you, must have a passion for these technologies." Before leaving, Xiao Ming instructed Chen Qi. Although Chen Wenlong was a capable military officer, his thinking was somewhat rigid—far less open-minded than the younger Chen…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Xiao Ming explained patiently, and Pang Yukun listened intently. Gradually, the concept of production teams became clearer in his mind. A completely new method of production gave him a sudden sense of clarity, as if clouds had parted to reveal the sun. In truth, the idea was simple—divide the population into small groups, provide each group with oxen and farming tools, and have them share these resources. During planting and harvesting, they would coordinate their labor, significantly increasing…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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"Your Highness." Qin Mu was the first to enter the main hall, followed closely by Sun Dong and Wei Qing. Noticing Wang Shijie was already there, Qin Mu asked in surprise, "Brother Wang, you’re usually the last to arrive. What brings you here so early today?" "I couldn’t sleep all night because of the coal stove matter. I was too anxious, so I came earlier than usual," Wang Shijie replied, avoiding eye contact, clearly guilty. "Hmph." Qin Mu sneered. He was certain Wang Shijie was up to something.…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Snowflakes, soft as cotton, continued to drift down. Pang Yukun walked through the snow-covered courtyard, his shoulders dusted with white. When he reached Xiao Ming, he bowed and said, "Your Highness." "No need for formalities. Come warm yourself by the coal briquette stove, Pang Longshi," Xiao Ming said. Pang Yukun was dressed in thin garments, his face slightly purple from the cold. Unlike in modern times, where every household had padded coats and down jackets, warm clothing was a luxury in Dayu.…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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The dim candlelight flickered, illuminating a small space. Outside the sleeping quarters, the night was as dark as ink, exuding an indescribable eeriness. On such a night, it was easy to recall the frightening tales that grandmothers used to scare children. Xiao Ming called out to Ziyuan twice more, but the person in the bed remained silent. This made his mind race with all sorts of thoughts. He had transmigrated into this world, where belief in ghosts and spirits was prevalent. In such an environment,…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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Winter had arrived, and the sky darkened early. By now, it was roughly equivalent to 8 PM in modern times. For Xiao Ming, who had never slept before midnight in his previous life, this was prime time for leisure. However, tonight, he had kept Qian Dafu back for an important matter—mineral exploration. The development of his fief required multiple aspects to progress simultaneously: industrial foundations, agricultural foundations, mining, and chemistry. None of these could be neglected, as they were…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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"Your Highness, do you think the Wang, Wei, Sun, and Qin families will buy our coal briquette stoves?" In the Qi Prince's residence, in front of Xiao Ming's sleeping quarters, lay a traditional garden. Clear water, stone bridges, flower beds, and a vermilion-colored pavilion with carved railings standing by the water. At this moment, dusk was approaching, and a faint twilight enveloped the residence. In the pavilion, Xiao Ming was having his meal. Before him was a newly made gas stove. The Engineering…
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1.2 M • Ongoing
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