The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 244
After taking a bath, Song Qingyue dried her hair, put on a cloak, and went to the kitchen to warm a cup of milk for Li Zhao.

It stands to reason that female family members in the backyard should not enter or leave such a place as the study in the front hall, but Wan Quan, who was guarding the door of the study, had no intention of stopping him at all when he saw the imperial concubine.

Song Qingyue thanked him for his kindness with a smile, but said: "Your Majesty Wan, let's go in and ask Your Highness, it's already against the rules for me to come." No matter how close a person is, there must be a sense of proportion, and some rules she thinks must be followed. She had to guard, otherwise she would be really overwhelmed by love.

The woman in front of her has beautiful eyes, her air is like a blue orchid, she just took a bath, her black hair is half dry, loosely tied behind her head, casual and gentle, the night breeze blows, and the light lotus root pink clothing fits her exquisitely The figure is even more indescribable under the moonlight.

Wan Quan lowered his eyes, not daring to take another look, turned his head and knocked on the door, and went in to report, also taking a high look at this stunning imperial concubine in his heart.

There are really very few people in this world who can maintain restraint when they are proud.

However, in Lin Wanfu's eyes, Lin Wanfu has a different view on this matter. The Crown Princess always does everything by herself, whether it's delivering supper or serving changing clothes and washing. What I don't know is that she only cares about His Highness, but why? Didn't he guard against the girls in her room and never give anyone a chance?

The few in her room are really good-looking, well-educated, and capable.

However, even if the concubine had her own menstruation, she would dominate His Highness and never allow others to serve her. In Lin Wanfu's view, this kind of behavior is simply a model of jealousy.

But now he dare not say anything, dare not do anything, he just concentrates on being wronged and depressed for his Highness, he can't figure out how His Highness can be manipulated by such a woman!

When Li Zhao heard that Song Qingyue personally delivered supper to him, his stern brows and eyes softened. The staff members looked at the clock with a wink and said that it was getting late, and some people yawned cooperatively and retreated one after another.

Song Qingyue went in with a food box, and as soon as she entered the door of the study, she saw a large map on the floor. Li Zhao took Song Qingyue's hand, kissed it on his lips, and asked, "It's so late, what's the matter?" Still not sleeping?"

Song Qingyue sat in his arms, put her arms around his neck, rubbed her face against him, and said softly, "I haven't seen anyone for a few days, so think hard."

Regardless of whether her words were true or not, Li Zhao was very pleased to hear her soft waist. He squeezed her soft waist and said with a deep smile, "Little Jiaojiao!" The little white ears said in a deep voice: "After a while of busy work, I will accompany you well as my husband."

Song Qingyue was tickled by him, she hid away, and said hello in a low voice.

She glanced at the map and asked, "What are the red marks on the map?"

"Mill." Li Zhao replied. He glanced at the map and said helplessly: "There are not many rivers around the capital, and it rains even less in autumn. Too much, every year at this time it becomes a mess."

"Mills? Grind wheat into flour?" Song Qingyue thought for a while. There didn't seem to be any in her natal family's house, but the Song family of the direct branch must have one. She asked, "Does our palace also have a mill?"

Li Zhao nodded, looked at Song Qingyue, his eyes lit up suddenly, and asked, "Madam, can you find a solution?"

Of course there is, a steam engine!
She is a dignified coal boss, how could she not have imagined, not to mention whether she can build steam engines such as trains, for pumping water, pulling mills, etc., Song Qingyue thinks she is still sure.

But His Royal Highness Su Wang is not in power, she dare not use such a big move now, as the saying goes, if a man is innocent, he is guilty, what if someone targets her?
Once this thing is produced, it is guaranteed to offend the group of people who own the water mill. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. To use lubricating oil, she would also like to visit the surface oil fields in Yan'an, but unfortunately, the oil fields are military supplies, and the Wangfu will definitely not be able to touch them now.After only a moment of hesitation, Song Qingyue decided to hold back the big move of the steam engine for the time being.

So she just smiled: "Your Highness, let me think about it first."

Seeing her eyeballs rolling around, Li Zhao knew that she had something to do, and also guessed why she didn't want to come up with this way now, so he kissed her on the cheek again and said, "Don't worry, lady, take your time." think."

The next day, Ning Yueyao imitated Li Zhao with the midnight snack, but was stopped before entering the courtyard.

"Forgive me, side concubine, this is the study room in the front hall, and the women in the backyard are not allowed to come in and out at will." Wan Quan said sternly, since the last time he heard side concubine Ning beat his maid in the carriage to vent her anger, he really didn't like it in his heart she.

"What's the meaning of guard Wan? I heard that the imperial concubine came in in the middle of the night yesterday. Why, can't it be my turn? Isn't she a female family member in the backyard?" Ning Yueyao asked in a mild tone, suppressing her anger.

"The concubine was called in by His Royal Highness. Why don't the side concubine wait here for a while, and let the official go in and report." Wan Quan said so, but he just went in and wandered around, and came out without disturbing the study. Quickly said: "Your Highness asked the side concubine to rest earlier, it's getting late, I will bring the things in for Your Highness to use."

This is what it means not to let her in.

Because of Li Zhao's neglect, Ning Yueyao had learned to control her temper recently, she gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and said, "Wan Guards have worked hard." Handing the food box to Wan Quan, she left unwillingly.

When she was far away, Wan Quan brought the food box in, handed it to Lin Wanfu, and said, "Supper sent by Concubine Ning."

Lin Wanfu was a little surprised that Ning Yueyao didn't ask to come in. He raised his eyes and looked at Wan Quan, and he knew everything in his heart. He wanted to say something, but the guard Wan was acting according to the rules, and there was nothing wrong with him, so he pursed his lips. Lip, without saying a word, lifted the food box in.

When Li Zhao saw the food box, he thought it was Song Qingyue who sent it. Just as the corner of his mouth was about to curl up, he heard Lin Wanfu say, "Your Highness, Concubine Ning sent someone to send it just now."

The corner of the mouth froze, and then slowly fell back, lowered his head again, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes, he said indifferently: "Leave it alone."

There is no point in eating it.

The next day, Eunuch Qin told Song Qingyue about this, and Song Qingyue smiled, wondering where did Qin Jifu belong?His master didn't like him, but he was diligent in trying to please him.

The personnel relationship in this palace is also very complicated, everyone has their own little thoughts.

"By the way, Jifu, how is Master Wan's family? What kind of background is it?" Now she already knows that the Fu family is a family of military generals. His grandfather and father are both at the border. The grade is not too low. If you don't dare to fight, it's very important to be in the right family, you can't ask someone else's son to marry your own maid, not afraid of Fu Shiwei's grievances, but Mo Yunmoxiang and the others will be wronged by marrying them.

Little Qin Gonggong said: "Wan Shiwei is an orphan. When the prince was in the south, he adopted a group of orphans and beggars. All the adults in the family were killed by Japanese pirates. Wan Shiwei is considered to be very talented among them, so he was given Trained to be a dark guard."

"Apart from him, is there anyone else in his family?"

"There is also a pair of siblings."

"Oh? Where are you now?"

"I'm working on a Zhuangzi in the palace." Qin Jifu said.

"Why not arrange it in the mansion?" Song Qingyue was very surprised.

Qin Jifu thought for a while, and said: "I used to follow Master Wan's brother and sister. To be honest... the slave looks really not very clever. I think the guard Wan thinks that doing things in the mansion is in front of the master. There are many chances to gain face, but it is also easier to make mistakes, and it is easier to be safe and simple in Zhuangzi."

"Is that so!" Song Qingyue propped her chin thoughtfully, and asked again: "What about you, Jifu?"

"The young one was sold by his family since he was a child, went to cleanse himself, and was sent to the palace for selection."

"Do you still have contact with your family?"

"Yes, some money will be sent back every year." Gifford said.

Song Qingyue sighed softly: "You repaid your grievances with virtue."

Qin Jifu was slightly taken aback, his heart warmed up for no reason, and said: "At the beginning, it was hard to do anything in the family, and they were all boys. The slaves were the youngest at that time, unable to do work, they only had a mouth to eat, and they could only eat if they were not clean. could starve to death."

It's not that he didn't complain. When his parents and elder brothers came to him to find a job in the palace, he refused, but he still wanted to send some money to the family because of his filial piety, because he didn't want the superiors to think he was cold, but it was the first time he had returned. Some people said that he even sent money to his family to repay grievances with virtue, and a strange warmth that he had never experienced before surged into his heart. Although he didn't show anything on the surface, he felt differently towards Song Qingyue in his heart.

After hearing about his life experience, the maids in the house became more gentle towards him. Mo Zhu saw him working hard at night watch, and specially prepared supper for him.

From then on, Eunuch Little Qin ran more diligently to Wufangzhai.

Occasionally, when the master was not around, he would secretly mention Song Qingyue in front of His Royal Highness to speak well of the Imperial Concubine.

Li Zhaoding was happy to hear what he said, and would reward Little Qin Gonggong when he was happy.

"Recently, this prince is busy with affairs, so you should go to Wufangzhai more often. If you see anything that the princess is missing, go buy what you want, and if you see something good, just buy it and send it to you."

Little Qin Eunuch took the opportunity to be good-looking and said: "I heard that Grandpa Meng San did not know where to get a batch of chrysanthemums a while ago, and there are several pots of treasures!"

Li Zhao raised his eyebrows, wondering if the Meng family was uneasy again?Or someone dug a hole for King Su's mansion?
But it's good to have treasures, Yue'er likes flowers, every time he sends flowers to her, Yue'er can be gentler to him.After thinking for a while, Li Zhao hooked his fingers to Qin Jifu, and said in a low voice: "Go, let Ji Quanfu go and find out what the third cousin did and who he took bribes from, and report it to me. Those pots Treasure finds a way to get it, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

"Hey! The servant obeys!"

Li Zhao tossed a golden bean to Qin Jifu, and the little Eunuch Qin took it, and was about to run out.

"Wait." Li Zhao stopped him, "Don't let your master know!"

"Understood, hehe!"

Lin Wanfu is also a stubborn person. People with strong ability and self-esteem are probably very stubborn. Even if Li Zhao is the master, he has to consider the mood of his confidants.Now all the things to please Song Qingyue are left to Little Qin Eunuch, so that there will be no further mistakes.

On the twenty-first day, Li Zhao came back from the palace and took Song Qingyue to Baoguang Hall.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lin Wanfu directing the little Huangmen to pack their luggage.

"This is, going on a long trip again?" Song Qingyue frowned.

Li Zhao embraced her slender waist, raised his hand to gently pinch her cheek, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, it's not too far away. Shandong has been raining continuously in recent days, and the people from Qin Tianjian said that the rain will stop in about a while. If it doesn’t come down, the harvested grain can’t be dried, and if it’s not dried, it will become moldy. Grandpa Huang asked me to go to Shandong to help transport the grain to a sunny place to dry, and then transport it back after drying.”

Song Qingyue looked at the faint blue color in his eyes, and realized that he had worked so hard not only for the mill, but also for this matter a few days ago, so she asked cooperatively: "How much effort does it take to transport it back and forth?" ? There are many complicated things about personnel, material scheduling, and management, right?"

The corners of Li Zhao's lips curled up slightly, and there was unconcealable pride in his eyes, but he still pretended to be serious: "Although the matter of transshipment is complicated, there are many benefits to be gained, and there are many people who really want to do it."

"Why did His Majesty just choose His Highness to be in charge of this matter? I think Chao Li must have overheard it." She continued to ask with a smile.

Li Zhao continued to pretend to be calm, and said in an understatement: "Earlier, I wrote a regulation for military and horse logistics stations to show to Grandpa Huang. It seems that Grandpa Huang thinks it is not bad and can be used."

"That's also my husband's previous experience in transporting food and grass. No one else can be as thoughtful, meticulous and methodical as my brother." She praised it free of money, and then asked curiously, "What's the cost of the transportation?" , Is the imperial court coming?"

Li Zhaodao: "It's enough to recruit servants locally. About horses, grain, etc., you have to discuss with the local post station. It is impossible to expect the Ministry of War to allocate funds for this matter."

The post office is under the Ministry of War, but the autumn harvest tax is a matter for the benefit of the household department, so both parties can shirk this matter, and no one is willing to pay the money, and the cost will eventually be spread to the local government.

Ordinary officials did what they did, and even if they corrupted some grain and caused some public grievances, it would probably not be a big problem. After all, compared to the harvested grain piled up in the warehouse and moldy, these are nothing.

But if the palace is on business, it's a different matter. The group of censors will be as excited as vultures seeing a dead body, staring at you and attacking you in groups.

If you want to get things done quickly, without being impeached, it is impossible for Su Wangfu, who is not short of money, to not have some blood.

The emperor must have planned this way, right?
Song Qingyue frowned: "Didn't your grandfather allocate funds? Did you expect our palace to send money in?"

Li Zhao gave a helpless smile.

Song Qingyue was speechless: "The old man's calculation is really..."

The Emperor's Fangsu Palace is the same as Anti-thief's. They don't give what they want. At the critical moment, they still want you to contribute. If you don't contribute enough, you need to pay.

If he were King Su, he would have to die of suffocation.

Song Qingyue thought for a while, stood on tiptoe, and leaned into his ear to whisper something, Li Zhao bent down cooperatively and listened carefully.

"Go to my village to pull some coal. It's okay to get some free coal. If you don't have time to dry it, build a drying room to dry it." Song Qingyue whispered.

Li Zhao raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

After the next day's court meeting, Li Zhao went to King Su's study in Zhonglu to convene his staff to discuss matters, and he was busy until midnight before finishing. When he returned to Baoguang Hall, he saw Song Qingyue sleeping on his bed with her clothes on. Candles and curtains were never lowered.

Hearing the news of his return, Song Qingyue turned over, propped herself up and sat up, her eyes seemed to be a little hard to open, so she half-closed her eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

Her voice was hoarse, and she seemed to have a stuffy nose, but she was really cute.

"It's ugly at the end." Li Zhao said, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Song Qingyue was dazed: "I'm afraid you'll leave just like that, and I want to see you off."

Seeing her struggling to open her eyes, he walked over and hugged her, lay down together, and said, "Sleep again, the city gate hasn't opened yet."

This is to determine to leave early tomorrow morning.

"Then remember to call me when you leave." Song Qingyue mumbled in a low voice and fell asleep.

Li Zhao's heart instantly softened into a puddle of water, and he felt his heart was filled with his arms around her, extremely satisfied.

At the end of the day, Lin Wanfu came in and woke up Li Zhao, and it was time to leave.

Li Zhao glanced sideways at Song Qingyue, seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he was reluctant to wake her up again.

"Yue'er, I left for my husband." He said softly.

The long eyelashes fluttered a few times in the faint candlelight, and then stopped moving again.

Li Zhaoqian smiled, pressed a kiss on Song Qingyue's forehead, got off the bed lightly, closed the curtain, blew out the candles, and told the servants not to disturb Shi Zifei's waking dream, and must call her Have a good sleep.

After taking two steps, he turned back again. He lifted the curtain and did not know what to do before leaving again.

When Song Qingyue opened her eyes, the sky was bright and the bedside was empty. Looking at the time, it was almost noon.

The man left quietly again!
Song Qingyue angrily thumped the pillow that still had the smell of that man, and wanted to get out of bed to change, but suddenly found that her chest was empty, something was wrong, and she looked down to see that her apron was gone!

what!
Li Dalang, you bastard!
~
Li Zhao's business trip this time was not short, and Song Qingyue felt relaxed and could concentrate on her own affairs.

Song Qingyue is now completely entrusting the work of collecting accounts in various farms to Nanny Bai and Mo Zhu with a few second-class maids. Mo Fan, Mo Ping, and Mo Yu are responsible for the review.The government affairs were handed over to Yan Jiuwan and Shen Xiang as agents.

Song Qingyue herself took the time to talk about electromagnetic induction with His Royal Highness King Su, and took King Su to make a small hand-cranked generator and another small motor.

In the end, I made a quite large copper-tin liquid battery pack.

When Su Wang saw those things, he was as excited as a child, and stayed in the study for several days, asking questions one after another about the principles of these things, and then asked the bamboo craftsman to follow Song Qingyue's schematic diagram to make For several bamboo leaves, His Royal Highness King Su personally fixed the bamboo leaves to the motor he made himself with copper wires.

The moment the electrodes were connected, the three blades turned successfully, and the first electric fan in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty was born!

The cool wind was blown slowly by this simple electric fan. King Su was dancing on the side regardless of his image. Eunuch Wang also widened his eyes in surprise and curiosity when he saw it. The shock in his heart could not be described in words.

In the past, when Azhao told him about mathematical formulas and that the ground under his feet was round, although King Su felt it was novel, he had never been so excited as he is today.

In the past, he only wanted Song Qingyue to contribute a few more useful firearm blueprints, but now he suddenly felt that Azhao was right, this girl from the Song family was a gift from heaven to them, and Li Zhao was his unicorn. He himself is the chosen one.

His ultimate goal suddenly changed from simply seizing the throne to becoming the "eternal emperor" praised by all things!
Because of a simple electric fan, His Royal Highness King Su's confidence suddenly increased. Not only will he ascend to that position, but he will also be a shining good emperor. He wants to prove it to his father, and even more so to the world. How blind the old man is, let's see who is really worthy of that dragon chair!

A few days later, Eunuch Wang personally came to Wufangzhai to ask Song Qingyue to go to the study room in the front hall of the middle road. His attitude was extremely respectful, just like a primary school student who saw the head teacher.

Song Qingyue was a little dumbfounded, she probably really regarded her as a demigod.

She politely asked Eunuch Wang to sit and wait, and she went to the back to change clothes.

Su Wang came to Song Qingyue this time to let her see the new battery electric fans made by his craftsmen.

However, the rotation has started, but the duration is too short. The masters hope that the concubine Shizi will give suggestions, and see if there is a way to make the electric fan rotate for a longer time.

As for the other loudspeaker, the components were also made according to the drawings, not only made, but also assembled by the masters with their ingenuity.

The effect is still there, but unfortunately there are too many noises, the sound quality is poor, and the sound coming out of the loudspeaker is seriously distorted. The group of craftsmen under Su Wang didn't think of any way to improve it for a while, so they put it aside for the time being. .

Song Qingyue shook her head, doing scientific research and development, if one of the ten roads can be passed through, it can be a high incense, but the project is blocked in the middle, this is common, probably because of the problem of materials.

Well, change into men's clothes, go to chemistry and physics classes, the battery is worth researching and developing.

The main reason is zinc deficiency, so we have to find a way to extract pure zinc.

This time King Su did not lead Song Qingyue to the cave last time, but changed to a Zhuangzi who was farther and more remote.

There is a big house with five entrances in Zhuangzi. The first two entrances are a book school, and the back is a printing factory. Of course, in addition to printing books, they also make some strange mechanical gadgets, including wind-up machines. desk clock.

At first it was shipped back from overseas. They dismantled the clock and made several copies. Then they got inspiration and came up with many mechanical devices.

This group of people is also trying to make that kind of thing like the inventors who tried to make a perpetual motion machine in medieval Europe.

Song Qingyue laughed, and told everyone about the law of energy conservation, telling them to give up the development of perpetual motion machines, and about the principle of batteries, etc., lived in Zhuangzi for two days, and only followed King Su on the afternoon of the third day Return to the palace.

On the way, passing by a woods exuding an unpleasant smell, Song Qingyue was curious, opened the screen window on the carriage and looked out, pointed to the woods outside and asked, "Where is that place? Why does it smell so bad?"

Su Wang was closing his eyes to rest his mind, when he heard his daughter-in-law's question, he opened his eyes and said, "This is the Louze Garden in the suburbs of Beijing."

"What is Louze Garden?" Song Qingyue asked.

King Su glanced at her, as if to confirm whether she really didn't know or if she didn't know. Seeing her innocent face, he said leisurely, "It's the official burial ground for unowned corpses."

Song Qingyue: ...

This Luze Garden is quite large, when the carriage turned a corner, suddenly there was a faint cry of a baby floating into the carriage amidst the noise of horseshoes and wheels turning.

Song Qingyue glanced out of the carriage, and saw three wild dogs by the edge of the forest lowering their heads to eat something. One of the wild dogs raised his head because he was frightened by the carriage. It was exposed from the torn rags, and the face had been gnawed to a bloody mess, revealing the bones.

Song Qingyue felt nauseous for a while, closed the window with a slam, stroked her chest, and gasped slowly, but the smell of corpses in the air penetrated straight into her nose, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Father, there is an abandoned baby on the side of the road." She said weakly, "It is... being eaten by wild dogs..."

Su Wang said: "Well, most of the baby girls that poor families can't afford are thrown here." Seeing her sullen expression, he said again: "There are many such babies."

Song Qingyue lowered her head, feeling uncomfortable in her heart and stomach, this was the first time she had faced the cruelty of this world after transmigrating.

She couldn't help thinking, how lucky she was, she was the daughter of the magistrate's family as soon as she wore it. If she was born in a peasant family, she would be thrown here and gnawed by wild dogs.

When returning to the city, the sky was getting dark, King Su was also interested, so he took Song Qingyue to the restaurant.

This time I went to Jijiayuanzi, in Xiaoshun Hutong, similar to the boutique private restaurant of later generations.The third entry is not a big courtyard, the first two are for business, and the second entry is for residents.

His Majesty King Su saw that he was an old regular customer here. The proprietress warmly greeted the prince when she saw him. She took a look at the fresh and stunning little beauty who was following behind him, and immediately thought that King Su was having a good time again. A little lady almost blurted out, but was stopped by Eunuch Wang just in time.

"This is Shizifei! Don't make a mistake!" Eunuch Wang reminded in a low voice.

"Ah! Ahahaha!" The proprietress rolled her eyes, no one knew what she was thinking, but she smiled more earnestly at Song Qingyue: "Look, the little lady is ignorant, and the concubine is still a head See you later, what kind of dishes do you like? The little lady will tell the cook to cook."

Song Qingyue simply said that she likes to eat light food, like Huaiyang cuisine or Shu cuisine, the proprietress obligingly responded, and ordered the little girl beside her to go to the kitchen to explain.

Sichuan in this era is not fond of spicy food yet. Song Qingyue's most impressive Sichuan dish is chickpea curd. Occasionally, when she has a bad appetite, Li Zhao will ask the kitchen to make this dish.

This Ji's courtyard, whether it is the courtyard or the house, is very elegantly arranged. While eating, you can enjoy the singing and playing of many beauties, which is commonly known as the Qing Dynasty.

Song Qingyue muttered in her heart while eating, her father-in-law would really enjoy it, and she was not afraid of being impeached by Yushi.

In fact, the memorials to impeach His Royal Highness King Su never stopped. They were all bullshit things, not to say that he was extravagant and wasteful, or that he was romantic and absurd. It almost became the second most rubbish memorial on the emperor's desk.

The one with the most number of greetings is naturally the book of greetings.

Some local officials, fearing that the emperor would forget about themselves, sent greeting papers full of nonsense, purely for the sake of their presence, and the emperor even took the trouble to write: "Zhen An."

Song Qingyue originally watched those beauties from the south of the Yangtze River singing ditties with great interest, but suddenly thought of the baby with pustules on the way, and her stomach was overwhelmed, she vomited so badly that she couldn't take a bite.

(End of this chapter)