Chapter 17 Cement (3)

"Next, do a stress test, Wu Xiangyang."

"I understand." Wu Xiangyang immediately responded.

Under his command, everyone worked together and kept going to the sandbag above the cement board. The sandbag was a standard 50-pound sandbag, with good accuracy and no error than one pound.

"Your Highness, you have already put twenty sandbags, do you still need to put them?" After a stick of incense, Wu Xiangyang asked next to him, looking at the pile of sandbags piled up high.

"Soon it, put it until the cement board is crushed." Li Zhen was unmoved. One thousand pounds of pressure resistance is not enough. Even the instantaneous impact force can withstand one thousand pounds. The pressure resistance ability must be at least two thousand pounds to be considered qualified.

"Yes." Wu Xiangyang had no choice but to obey orders and continued to add sandbags to it.

"Geeh..." When the sandbags were placed at sixty, the cement board finally couldn't bear the weight and groaned in pain.

"Let it go, continue to let it go." Li Zhen's joy on his face became stronger and stronger. He originally thought that the pressure resistance of two thousand jin was already considered good, but now it is already three thousand jin, and there is an abnormality.

"Yes, let it go."

The sandbag continued to be placed upwards. For each extra one, the joy on Li Zhen’s face became heavier. Finally, when he put seventy sandbags, with a "click", the cement board finally let out an overwhelmed moan, breaking from one to two.

"Three thousand and five hundred kilograms are already larger than I expected." Li Zhen's joy in his heart became even stronger. You must know that this cement board is a pure cement board, and sand and gravel have not been added to it. If it is mixed with sand and pebbles to form concrete, the strength will increase in multiples again.

"The rewards are all rewards." Li Zhen was so excited that he couldn't control himself. With a wave of his hand, he threw out a lot of silver.

"Thank you Your Highness to reward you, thank you Your Highness to reward you." Wu Xiangyang was the first to react and quickly kowtowed to Li Zhen and thanked him.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

“…”

The rest followed closely.

"I'll leave it to you here. The formula of No. 9 cement must be kept strictly confidential. I have to impose a warning recently. I have to guard the cement kiln imports at all times." After seeing the cement test, Li Zhen was about to return to the palace and told me before returning to the palace.

This time when he returned to the palace, he brought a bag of cement and the last piece of cement that had been successfully solidified - this was to be prepared to report good news to Li Shimin and ask for rewards by the way.

"Yes, Your Highness, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely arrange it without any leakage." Wu Xiangyang immediately assured.

"Well, I'll feel relieved with you, I'll leave." After Li Zhen said that, he drove away. Li Ergou and others hurriedly guarded the carriage and followed Li Zhen.

Li Zhen was eager to repay Li Shimin's merits, but he didn't expect that someone was about to cause trouble in Chang'an City.

The matter has to start with Wang Tixin who was released by Li Zhen, but said that Wang Tixin was beaten by Li Zhen and let him go back. Naturally, he was resentful. When he saw Li Yuanchang, he couldn't help but add fuel to the fire and did a further artistic process on Li Zhen's original words.

"Bang!" The best tea cup was smashed to pieces, and at the same time, Li Yuanchang's angry voice came: "Bastard, what is he? How dare he be so arrogant? Come."

"Your Highness." Wang Yuanchang's personal army commander (the regular official position is the Dianjun of the Han Wangfu, and the fifth rank is above the fifth rank). Wang Yuanjun immediately stood up.

"Send me the army and kill Li Zhen for me." Li Yuanchang's face turned dark. After Wang Tixin's injustice, he had become a despicable, shameless, insidious, cunning, two-faced, sweet-mouthed sword, and scheming shameless villain. He was also greedy, three feet tall, and insatiable. He was really a battle scum among scumbags and a level three in a mud.

How could Li Yuanchang still tolerate being scolded like this? Although he felt that his reputation was indeed bad on weekdays, he was not as good as a bastard, right? He was a prince, although he was a bastard, but he still had the Zongzheng Mansion on his head. How could he dare to do things too much?

Now Li Zhen has ruined his reputation in this way. If he really spread this, his reputation will be completely ruined. But his reputation is not good. After Li Zhen adds fuel to the fire, even the Zongzheng Mansion will be involved, and then the dirty things he has done in secret will not be able to cover up.

"Your Highness, it's a taboo for the prince to transfer troops for no reason, and the target is another prince. If this matter is leaked, even the Supreme Emperor will not be able to protect you." Wang Yuanjun quickly advised, "What a joke, you are a prince who is privately mobilizing the army in Chang'an City. Do you want to die, or do you want to die? Even if you don't want to live, we haven't lived enough yet.

"What do you think of? Would you just let him ruin my reputation like this?" Li Yuanchang naturally knew that it was impossible to transfer troops, but did he just watch his reputation be lost?

"Do you have a reputation?" Wang Yuanjun complained in his heart, but he did not speak at all. Instead, he took the initiative to make an idea: "Although it is not possible to directly mobilize the army, what if he does not act as an army?"

"What do you mean..." Li Yuanchang's eyes lit up, and he understood what Wang Yuanjun meant. He stroked his palm and laughed: "Not bad, it's a soldier in armor, but who knows who you are after taking off the armor? Recruit 300 people for me, and I want Li Zhen to die."

"Three hundred people? Are there too many? This is already our entire armed force in Beijing. Besides, His Royal Highness King Yue is standing behind...I can't kill you." Wang Yuanjun was shocked. Although he took off his armor, he dispatched more than 300 people at once. What's the difference between this and directly dispatching the army? Besides, you actually want Li Zhen to die. Don't you know that he has a god as the backstage? Are you really determined to die.

"Then how many people do you think you want?" Li Yuanchang is really calm now. It's not all Wang Tixin's addiction. More importantly, Li Zhen's words played a role - Peat, you, a little kid, dare you look down on me? If I don't teach you a lesson this time, wouldn't it make people think I'm afraid of you? Where did I put my face?

"According to Wang Tixin's oral statement, His Highness King Yue brought only six people. Although they are very skilled in martial arts, they are hard to beat four hands with two fists. My subordinates guess it is enough to bring more than 30 people." Wang Yuanjun directly cut Li Yuanchang by 90%.

"Thirty people? No, it's too few. Tu Jiang and more than twenty people could not beat them. Even if there are ten more, it would be difficult, and there will be one hundred people." Li Yuanchang directly denied that thirty people were not insured enough.

"One hundred people... are OK." Wang Yuanjun thought in his heart: "But it's better not to do this in the city. In addition, the life of His Highness King Yue must be guaranteed."

"Nonsense, I knew I couldn't put it in the city at that time." Li Yuanchang took a sip of tea and hummed, "Okay, go and prepare quickly. I'll go pick a better stick, I'll beat Li Zhen with my own hands."

"Yes." Wang Yuanjun bowed and said goodbye.
Chapter completed!