"Miss Yu, you don't understand. My parents died early. My elder sister treats me like my sister and mother."

"I have heard of it, too."

"Some of you have not heard of it. My elder sister married her brother-in-law's house. My elder brother-in-law's father was also a soldier school. Later, he was injured. Later Zhou gave a pension. His family used it to do some small business. Although it was better than ordinary people, it was not as good as now. My father paid a generous dowry and used his relationship to set up a small restaurant for my elder brother-in-law by the river bank. My elder sister worked diligently. Originally, my elder sister spoke in his house with a word. Because she took care of her from time to time, she was a little rational, so she was not so righteous. I used to study hard but didn't understand it, but when I grew up, I gradually realized it."

"No wonder you cook at home on Dragon Boat Festival and don't go to your elder sister's house to celebrate the festival."

"It is important to be a person, and I don't blame my elder brother-in-law. It's a normal relationship. Don't talk about my elder brother-in-law. If it were someone else, my wife would be fine occasionally for her parents' home, but she would not be happy if she often supplemented her. Although family affection made me feel warm, because I owe this love and this love, I was also afraid. I told a lie, which was a kind lie, and I didn't want my elder sister to worry."

"You are afraid because of love?" Yuping was a little crazy. The summer wind blew, but it couldn't blow away the stuffy heat in the room, but it blew away her hair and dripped away a few drops of crystal clearness in her eyes: "Jiulang, although you are bitter, you can still be afraid. Because of the fear of love, my father caught Khitan since childhood, and my mother went there early, and I didn't know what kind of family affection in the world is."

"The future will be bright," Song Jiu sighed.

He suddenly thought of a man, Feng Dao. If he had been involved in the Khitan, he was ridiculed by later generations. He remembered that he studied history in his childhood in his previous life, and only remembered a few characters in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Except for Zhu Wen, there were some controversies, the others were all villains, one was the lyricist Li Yu, the other was Shi Jingtang, the son emperor who had been harmed for thousands of years, and the other was Feng Dao. But when he came to the capital of the Song Dynasty, he heard many people in the capital praise Feng Dao. He only did one thing, Qidan.

When he entered the capital, Feng Dao welcomed Yelu Deguang. Yelu Deguang also looked down on this tumbler and laughed at him. Why did he come to court? Feng Dao said, "Why can you not come without a city or a soldier?" Deguang mocked him again, how could he be. He was so shameless when he was not talented, but stubborn. He was so shameless! Yelu Deguang asked again, how can the people in the world be saved? At that time, the Khitan emperor wanted to enter the Central Plains, so he had this question. Feng Dao said that the Buddha could not come out to save him at this time, but the emperor could save him.

It doesn't work for the Buddha of Tathagata, it's all in your mind. Yelu Deguang then robbed him, but he did not destroy the people in the Central Plains. Otherwise, it is very likely that the Zhao family, including the Song family, would be miserable together. Is such shameless people good or bad? However, the Khitans entered the Central Plains, which caused some harm to the people in the Central Plains, such as Yuping.

"I will leave my future to you."

"Don't worry." Song Jiu replied hesitantly. If it refers to his future life, it would be fine. Once the store is opened, Yu Ping becomes the shopkeeper. Not only will he not have to live his current career of laughing, but his status will also rise. If it refers to his lifelong companion, Song Jiu really dares not make any promises.

Suddenly, a whistle sound came from the sound of blowing.

Dr. Zhang advised Dr. Yan for a while, and Dr. Yan finally agreed with anger. The two doctors gathered students in two classrooms and announced the notice of half a day off. However, they said many terms, how many words to write, how many books to read, and what, including gathering in the evening, and continuing to manage accounts for the coolies on the river bank. Only this one is the most favorable for Song Jiu's practical lessons. After all, most of these people will manage accounts for the court in the future, and now they are training. The students patiently listen to them and then look at each other and cheer together.

"Jiulang, I won't talk about the main store, but the court will provide support from the Bridge and the Academy, right?"

“Some will, some will not, and some will provide partial support.”

If the court does not support it at all, it will end up miserable, but this situation will not be true. For example, bridges, academies, docks, and the court will inevitably provide help. Another type is mutual support, such as the Bian River shipping is getting busier and busier, and cleaning up silt is also good for the country. I propose it myself and jointly deal with the dredging. I believe the court will agree. Another type is to exchange technology for support, such as iron production. If you can increase it, the country can also allocate some iron for your own use in a year.

The next is steel.

The Modao of the Tang Dynasty was very fierce, and someone was strong. With one knife, he could split the man and the horse in half. This was not only the strength of the human, but also the length and weight of the Modao, but also the steel of the Modao itself. There were also hundreds of steel making in the Song Dynasty, but the Modao was 100 folded steel. It was forged once and then forged again, which was a hundred times in total, which was equivalent to a piece of iron stacking into trillions of billions of times. Not only was the toughness kept up, but it was also highly tempered. Therefore, the Modao was extremely sharp, because this technology was lost, the Song Dynasty never copied the Modao again.

I don’t know what the real Baizhe Steel will look like, but the real Baizhe Steel is no less than the good steel in later generations, but the cost is too high. The armor worn by the Song Dynasty’s injunction soldiers is probably only one six steel and seven steel, which will not exceed ten steel.

If you save the cost of tempering and make a transaction with the court to exchange for part of the support, at least you don’t need to pay the research funds yourself. It’s not that you are cheaper than the court, it’s too much of a loss. But if you don’t hand over this technology, it’s a death.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer, the main store will be officially launched in a year. Where is Cui'er?"

"Cue'er's slave family did not bring it."

In fact, Yu Ping was very thoughtful. Sister Song Jiu called her to the river for no reason, which made her happy and worried. What was happy was that although Sister Song Jiu put on some airs, she clearly regarded herself as an elder sister. What was worried was that she didn't know what the elder sister wanted to say, but she was afraid that Cui'er would not be convinced, so she came alone. But the relationship is a bit messy at the moment. Are you not bad in terms of beauty? It was just some prostitutes who were more popular than her. The reason why they became popular was that they were willing to "pay", which made some literati and poets highly praised. To be honest, these prostitutes may not be better than themselves.

He wanted to pay back, but Xiaojiu didn't appreciate it. It was so close and distant that it was uncomfortable. He definitely couldn't get to that family, but he couldn't get out of it. Thinking of this, she said, "Jiulang, I sometimes think about something."

"What's the matter?"

"I think if I have a previous life, then I must have owe you the white fox."

"No, no," Song Jiu said embarrassedly, and asked again: "Why did you hear it too?"

"Your song is vulgar, no one dares to sing it. Many people are circulating that story. Even the gentlemen who are telling the story in the tile have changed it again and again. I don't know how many tears of the little lady have deceived her."

"There is still this?" Song Jiu couldn't help but be happy. Unfortunately, Zhu San hadn't gone to Wazi to tell stories for a long time, and Song Jiu was also in the valley.

There are more. Song Jiu apologized and told a random story. There are still many stories. The people who tell are unintentional and the people who listen to them are intentional. There are thousands of years of love, shemale love, love triangle, and bloody and sensational, and they spread quickly. In fact, this story has a certain meaning. People should pay attention to the people around them. They can cross the same boat for a hundred years and sleep in the same bed for a thousand years. How many opportunities can they get? From the perspective of the imperial examination, it is not easy to analyze. There are only one of the hundreds of millions of tadpoles that survive. Don’t wait until they lose them to know that they are precious.

After the story was spread, it at least made dozens of pairs of masters love each other. But what was even more bloody was the story behind it. Song Jiu fell in love with Pan Mei’s daughter, and this matter was no longer popular. However, Yu Ping followed her and it was a love triangle. Some people scolded Song Jiu for being ungrateful. The little lady of the Pan family was not something you pursued. She was so energetic that Yu Ping was so good. This was like that hateful scholar, who didn’t know how to cherish the people around her. So Pan Lian’er was shot again while lying down.

Yuping would never dare to say this.

Without making a sound, I looked at the locust tree. The leaves of the locust tree rustled under the summer wind. The locust tree has grown old, and although its branches are lush, if you look closely, it looks like a hunchbacked old man. Maybe the locust tree has feelings, and the locust tree will grow old.

Everyone likes gossip, there are stories of white foxes, and there are triangular relationships in reality. Zhao Kuangyin, including Zhao Kuangyin, was also curious. He came to visit his second brother's house and accidentally talked about Song Jiu with Zhao Kuangyi, and then said, "Second brother, I will make a bet with you, who will this kid marry in the end?"

"Emperor, I don't bet. This kid is smart. If the king wants to help him and Pan Lian'er and give him wealth, the two families are a little compatible. Pan Mei attaches great importance to love and takes good care of the generals of the previous dynasty, this marriage may be accomplished. If the emperor does not want to help him, but to help him and the Qing Gong, and not to give him wealth. The difference between the two families is too great. In the end, the Qing Gong will be sincere and will be able to marry the Qing Gong. However, this kid is still a little brave, just not giving fruit."

"It's not courage, it's a cleverness. A fruit is not that important. He is afraid of Zhao's husband and bet that you and I won't get angry, so he won't give it to you." Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but shake his head after saying that, and said, "You can issue an edict."

What was issued was a formal edict, granting Song Jiu as Chengwulang inspector of Xiangzhou Tiekeng.

He was promoted again. After seeing the eunuch leaving, Zhu San became jealous and hugged Song Jiu and said, "No, I want to treat you, I want to hold a big banquet."

From the eighth rank, the scattered official is nothing, but he has been promoted quickly. How long has it been since he was promoted again? Moreover, Song Jiu was only nineteen years old. If he was promoted like this, he would be ranked first-rank at most at the age of thirty. Zhu San was crazy, talking nonsense and talking nonsense.

"Don't be envious, you kid, you know why you were promoted to this official position?"

"Don't you know?" Zhu San shook his head, as if Song Jiu was sitting at home teaching, and his official position came, like a pie that fell from the world, and kept falling.

"Brother Zhu, I said something in front of the Second King that it can increase the iron production, but the court must be given some iron for me. The Second King said that if it can be done, I will give good words in front of His Majesty, so that I will be promoted to another level. I said that there is not much difference between the eighth-rank and the ninth-rank singular officials, just add some iron to me. Now that I have not figured out the solution, the official has been promoted. Do you think it is a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Then do you have a way?"

“It seems to be a little bit.”

"Will that happen? What's the difference?"

"Brother Zhu, yes, it's the output. The second king said that the increase in output is one million kilograms. If Brother Zhu has a good plan, I am willing to transfer this official position to you."

Don’t listen to anything transferred, but Zhu San was stunned: “Where is one million pounds.”

"Brother Zhu, is this official easy to do?"

"It's hard to do, it's hard to do, it's hot!"
Chapter completed!