Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Bianliang is very big, not talking about land, but wealth.

This is the political, economic and cultural center of the Song Dynasty. The most noble people, the richest people, and the most talented people in the world ... they are all in Bianliang.

The emperor is naturally the most honorable one, and the next is the minister and the prince.

Zhao Xu is the prince, and is logically second only to the emperor, but under the environment of the Song Dynasty, he had to surrender to the heavy minister.

Waking up in the morning, he habitually ran in the morning in Ginning Palace.

The people in the palace were already accustomed to his habit, watching him run around, just avoiding it.

After running, come back for breakfast.

Wang Chongnian came with the food box and brought today's breakfast.

"Only soup cake, king, this is a bit wrong, too negligent."

Wang Chongnian felt that this breakfast was a bit shabby, but Zhao Xu ate it with relish.

After breakfast, he is going to listen to politics today.

Wang Chongnian followed him, talking about what happened in the past few days.

"... Fu Xiang and Han Xiang are fighting each other recently ..."

"Why?"

Zhao Xu walked past without squinting, faceless to the shy face of a maiden.

A man cannot be a slave to desire, he must hear the calluses when he hears this.

Thinking of this, he thought of Shen An.

On Shen ’s terms, if he is willing, it is not a matter of finding ten or eight women.

And this is the style of Song Dynasty. The wife of the family gave it, and then got his ten or eight concubines or gages to raise it and enjoy it at any time. This woman's mother's family had nothing to say.

But Shen An was a lady, even if she was pregnant, she did not get the woman into the house. This really verified his original admonition.

Don't be a slave of desire!

I do not know!

Zhao Xu narrowed his eyes and listened to Wang Chongnian talking.

"... Fu Xiang said that there were not enough artisans to build ordnance, but he reported it to Zhengzhengtang, and he didn't respond at all. With such a slacking of military affairs, some people in Zhengzhengtang were dazed, thinking that the official family was bullying ..."

"..."

The Xiaochao will start later.

Han Qi seems to have lost some weight recently, and there is more sorrow between all the eyebrows.

A fat habitual person will panic as soon as he loses weight, and feels that he has something wrong ...

This is human conditioning.

However, Fu Bi will not have any sympathy. When the matter is over, he seizes Han Qi's problems. "How important is the importance of a country, building a weapon in Rongsi, but can the political affairs hall be put on hold? What does it mean? Is this to let General Song Song fight with his bare hands against the enemy? "

Han Qi said with a black face: "It's a trivial matter, who knows who pressed down on the document?"

The Great Song is so big, there are so many things happening every day, and Zaifu ca n’t focus on everything!

"This is no small matter!"

Fu Bi was angry. "Late last year, the Liao people provoked from time to time on the border. This is to retaliate against the defeat of Fuzhou! At this critical moment, the artisans are not enough. Is this a small matter?

"Where are you going?"

Han Qi was upset, so she lost patience.

He took a step forward, and the burly figure forced Fu Bi.

Who is Ke Fubi?

"Where are you going?"

He also took a step forward, the two were very close, and they meant to do something.

"All right!"

Zhao Shu knew that Fu Bi was dissatisfied with Han Qi being excluded from the core of the proceedings, but it was impossible to fight.

The contradiction between Zaifu and the emperor had better be on the side as long as it was not a knife. If you feel itchy hands, then toggle them to make them fight harder.

Emperors of all dynasties like to watch theater, and Zhao Shu is no exception.

Zhao Shu said lightly: "Who pressed down and checked slowly, this matter ... Can the craftsman mobilize?"

"Good call."

There is no shortage of people in Song Dynasty. The result of the high degree of business development is the emergence of a market economy.

We produce what the market needs.

We will learn what the market lacks.

"Your Majesty, the minister wants to see it."

Zhao Xu looked at the battle between the two Zaifu with cold eyes. He wanted to see a fight between the old men. Who knew that the two old gangsters were just a verbal battle.

Disappointed!

However, he was somewhat interested in the work of the workshop. In addition, he has not been so ‘administrative’ recently. Some hands are itchy.

He thought he would be discouraged, especially Han Qi and Fu Bi.

But the two of them backed away, lowered their eyes, as if the quarrel was just an illusion.

Things are just things. At this level, Zaifu needs to do things to show his political direction.

There is no direction in this matter, but Fu Bi hates Han Qi deeply, so he took the opportunity to take the trouble.

Zhao Shu looked at his son, thinking that he had just contributed 180,000 yuan to make his life a lot better, and said, "Will go, bring more people around."

"Yes."

Later, Zhao Shu went to the harem, and Gao Taotao had long been waiting.

"The official's house is here, go and get hot tea."

Gao Taotao saw that Zhao Shu had dust on his body, and reached out to pat.

"Where did this go? How did you get the half body ash back and dirty the chair and you don't want to do it anymore, don't twist for a long time."

With depression and anxiety, most of them will be accompanied by obsessive-compulsive disorder. And obsessive-compulsive disorder often has cleanliness ...

Cleanliness doesn't seem to be ill, but when you wash your hands again and again, and change your clothes again and again ... People get a headache and go crazy.

Zhao Shun made a sigh, Gao Tao called someone to send a robe, and changed it for him personally, and then the couple sat down.

Zhao Shu relaxed and took a sip of tea and said, "Dalang is getting bigger now, he is also diligent in studying, and he is also courageous in his duties.

Listening to him complimenting his son, Gao Taotao rejoiced in his heart: "Da Lang was already smart. He used to be small and lively. Now he is gradually calming down.

Zhao Shu frowned: "It's still young! I agree with what Shen An said last time. The young man became married too early and hurt his body."

Gao Taobao sighed, blushing and said: "It's not too small! Sixteen."

"Wait again." Zhao Shu felt that this matter should not be anxious. "You look more at those people, but the woman's family cannot be weighted."

"I understand." Gao Taotao knew that the old Zhao's urination was to worry about a strong foreigner. "It's enough to find a precious family at that time."

"Still considerate."

Zhao Shu smiled slightly and glanced at his wife.

Gao Taotao raised his head, the couple looked at each other, and naturally there was a warm flow.

The emperor's empathy was sentimental, and Zhao Xu took the people to the workshop in the west of the city in a hurry.

Da Song's opponent artists are pretty good, at least they didn't get so many household registrations to restrict them, or let them travel from north to south.

But it is also true that the status of craftsmen is not high.

The management of the workshop is probably the most moist. As long as you do not stare at the accident, the reward is enough for them to live a good life in Bianliang.

And this is still an official workshop, not to mention how moist the day is.

This is not all the time, the breakfast is the one in charge.

His breakfast is a steamed hoof, the latest taste.

There is a deep knife flower on the hoof, so you don't need to bite hard, as long as your lips are closed and you gently suck, the flesh enters your mouth.

The fat of the hoofbone is different from other places. It is not so greasy. It tastes sweet and salty, and it is also added. There is no fishy smell.

That taste ...

Take care of the hooves and cook the cake, the cheeks bulge high, don't mention how cool it is.

"good to eat?"

A voice suddenly asked on the side, listening very young.

"Uh huh!"

The mouth of the steward was full of food, so he nodded madly and praised the hoof.

"Are you busy? Only have breakfast now."

The manager was furious, thinking whether it was ridicule or why?

He was sitting in the house, slamming sideways, and saw the young man outside the door.

"Which pit ... puff ..."

In the sky of food debris, the manager kneeled on the ground.

"Have seen ... cough cough! Have seen the king."

This man has seen Zhao Xu, so he kneels down at the moment, worried about Zhao Xu's attack.

Zhao Xu looked at him coldly, "I want to see the workshop, but can you agree?"

"Don't dare ... the villain doesn't dare."

He got up and led Zhao Xu into the back.

This is a large site with various open-air operations and sheds.

The beats were dense, and the craftsmen were hammering their knives and guns with their hammers.

The furnaces are everywhere, the workpieces are heated inside, and then they are clamped out and beaten.

With finished products on the side, Zhao Xu raised a long knife in the past.

"The king is careful."

The steward said flatly: "These knives will be checked, and the bad ones will never be released."

Because the surrounding area is not safe, Da Song was willing to spend money on building weapons. From this long knife, you can see some famous ones.

Zhao Xu ignored him and cut off a piece of wood with a long knife.

"Not bad."

The craftsmen were secretly looking at this, and some people muttered: "Li Guanshi accompanied him personally. I'm afraid it was an official."

"Looking at just over ten years old, younger than a son, how could it be an official?"

"That's Yayan!"

"It may be that his family is very bored to find fun, everyone, be careful not to find fault with him."

"Come here, don't talk."

Zhao Xu walked over slowly. Several craftsmen were striking the blade embryo, and he was staring at him. Gradually, he became a little nervous, and some people almost let go.

A craftsman was installing a clip. He took a cold long knife and installed the red clip ...

After a while, the clip cools down ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The craftsman tried to tighten it, and after a few hard pulls, nothing happened.

"Why is this?"

Wang Chongnian thinks this is a bit magical.

"This is thermal expansion and contraction."

Zhao Xu said: "The object expands when heated, and shrinks after cooling. Use the expanded clip to install it on the cooled long knife. After the clip cools, it is very tight."

The craftsman gave a sigh, probably because he was very excited to meet someone who knew what to do, and then blurted out: "That's a good saying, this Ya Ya seems to be an expert! It's better than our Li Guanshi ...

After he said it, he regretted it, and after peeping a glance at Li Guanshi, he wanted to remedy the situation: "You must be at least a member of the Wupinguanya ..."

He felt that patting this young man's fart would make Li Guanshi happy, but Li Guanshi's eyelids were madly jumping.

So even the king knows this better than a certain one, a certain one ... how is it like a dereliction of duty?