Chapter 114, Long-term Planning (Part 2)
Yuan Xuezheng looked at Qian Shao, which made Qian Shao feel uneasy.
Sure enough, he suddenly said: "Xingzhi is from the eighth grade, and everyone in the family strongly recommends it. Is it okay?"
Strictly shook his head and said: "This is very easy for Liu Ang to criticize. It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate."
After Yuan Xuezheng pondered for a while, he looked at Zhao Ping and suddenly remembered something and said: "Why did you forget this matter? Is Ping'er's uncle Yuanfu?"
"He has the title of "Three Hundred Long and Short Sentences" and is recommended by the Changyuan County government. It should be a sure thing to get a fellow Jinshi."
"When Yuanfu becomes famous, we will recommend him to Changyuan County. Xinzhi County will naturally agree, and things will fall into place naturally."
Qian Shao and Yan Yan also thought about it together and nodded in agreement.
If the teacher is a master, then the uncle is a nerd.
My uncle is worse than you.
But this also gave uncle a way out.
What to do? It's really a dilemma.
There are many Jinshi in the world, and some are even ninth-grade sesame officials.
Maybe Changzhou will arrange additional personnel to come here?
Things are getting more complicated.
what to do?
Yuan Xuezheng suddenly glanced at Zhao Ping meaningfully and said suddenly: "Ping'er, I heard that you invented a new textile equipment and named it the flying shuttle loom. Why don't you invite me to watch it together?"
I'm just afraid that you don't have good intentions.
Zhao Ping smiled awkwardly, saluted with both hands and said, "I know that the teachers are obsessed with music, chess, calligraphy, painting and teaching, and have no interest in things that smell like copper, so I don't dare to invite them."
Zhao Ping continued to tell his reasons.
"I'm afraid of being scolded by the teacher, saying that he doesn't study seriously and just likes to play with things all day long."
Zhao Ping respectfully made an invitation gesture with his hands, "Now I formally extend an invitation to the teacher, please!"
Yuan Xuezheng's face turned serious and he said: "As long as it is an instrument that benefits the country and the people, the three of me will visit it. Ping'er, didn't you write that you care about everything about your family and the country?"
"Although the three of me are obsessed with music, chess, calligraphy and painting, they are not pedantic."
They obviously also want to see this magical weapon.
"Don't be nagging, just lead the way."
Accompanied by my mother, I came to the secret room.
Unexpectedly, there were many people gathered outside.
A magical weapon comes out of Zhaojiazhuang.
It's lightning fast! You can trample the Zhiniang in the capital under your feet.
There are a lot of discussions within Zhaojiazhuang. After all, this is a society where men farm and women weave.
real or fake?
Even the elders from Wangjiazhuang came to watch and confirmed it.
All the women in Zhaojiazhuang could not sit still.
You must take a look, is it true or false?
It is difficult for them to find a mistress, and certainly not a young man.
But the housekeeper and his family are old acquaintances.
You must show it to your family, I beg you.
Zhao Tian and Zhao Zhou were so entangled that they had no choice but to agree.
On this day, they brought many women from Zhaojiazhuang to visit the artifact.
It's so mysterious and fast as lightning.
When the mother saw that they were all trustworthy people in Zhaojiazhuang, she nodded and agreed to let them visit.
Oh, the mistress is coming, of course she has to make way.
Yuan Xuezheng and the others went in first. Fortunately, the room was not small, and it didn't seem crowded with more than twenty people.
Zhao Tian stepped forward, bowed, and said to her mother, "Mother, I haven't touched textiles for a long time."
She looked at her mother with pleading eyes.
"My hands are itching for a while, so I wonder if I can try it."
Are you too bloated?
I wonder if I can bear it?
Mother looked at Zhao Tian's body, but she couldn't displease her.
Zhao Tianshi looked embarrassed as her mother looked at her.
It turns out that when Zhaojiazhuang was not prosperous, she was the thinnest one.
Although it can't be described as skinny, it's not far off.
Unexpectedly, she would go to the other extreme now.
Seeing her mother looking at her, she lowered her head in embarrassment.
But I thought in my heart, I can't blame me for this.
The only blame is that the food in Zhaojiazhuang is so good.
Zhao Tianshi felt this way in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.
She had to be serious, she had to concentrate.
Because my mother stepped forward to explain how to use it and demonstrated it herself.
After all, Zhao Tian was a little confused and was afraid of being embarrassed.
But she felt extremely itchy in her heart.
The opportunity is really rare, and I am the second person to operate this magical weapon.
She took a deep breath and sat down quietly to operate.
After all, Zhao Tian is older and his figure is not as good as before.
Of course she moved a little slowly and in a hurry, and made many mistakes.
My mother suppressed the laughter in her heart and patiently explained it to her.
After half a stick of incense, she gradually became accustomed to this artifact.
What’s even more astonishing is that it takes more than half an hour to weave a piece of cloth.
The onlookers couldn't help but be stunned, this must be too fast.
Zhao Tianshi looked at his hands.
She couldn't believe how nimble her hands were.
After all, she doesn't have enough brains.
Her body was sluggish and her hands and feet were much slower than before.
She couldn't help but touch the cloth repeatedly, and suddenly she didn't believe that she could weave it.
She was shocked, and her words became more and more confused: "I can't believe it, I can't believe it. I didn't expect that I can weave so well."
Fortunately, she finally understood the reason.
"Oh, it's not that I'm powerful, it's that the loom is too powerful."
She said incoherently.
Obviously she didn't believe this was true, but in the end she finally understood that it was a magical weapon.
“In the past, with the old looms, we could produce at most one piece of cloth a day.”
She held the cloth and looked at it repeatedly.
"It's better now. I can obviously weave one in less than an hour."
At this point, she couldn't help but kiss him again and again.
"Hey, this fabric is much finer than before, with far fewer broken ends. It's really amazing."
Yuan Xuezheng and the other three were enjoying tea while watching it with gusto.
Yuan Xuezheng said to Zhao Ping: "Ping'er, your device is indeed magical, but the key lies in the shuttle."
Zhao Ping saluted with both hands and said, "Teacher is brilliant."
Yuan Xuezheng shook his head and stroked his beard and said: "The biggest difference between Ping'er and other spinning wheels is that it has a flying shuttle, so I guess the key is the flying shuttle."
His vision is really great.
"Ping'er, you are indeed a master of craftsmanship. I didn't expect Gongshu Ban to be just like this."
“I’m used to seeing men farming and women weaving passed down from generation to generation, and I also yearn for the pastoral life of men farming and women weaving, but I never thought that men farming and women weaving could have such great potential.”
Finally he stated his purpose.
"Ping'er, with such a powerful tool that benefits the country and the people, have you ever thought about paying tribute to the court?"
Zhao Ping did not think of going around and around, but still did not avoid this topic.
Government, Zhao Ping is still a student.
And the government may not be reliable. What if they leak the secret of the shuttle?
No, this must be in your own hands.
Besides, he still has to feed tens of thousands of newcomers.
We also have to support the security team.
Especially the security regiment, which has cavalry, knives and firearms.
Not to mention fighting against the barbarians.
Fighting a war is fighting the economy, and the purpose of making money is fighting a war.
Rather than leaving this sharp weapon in the hands of literati, it is better to take it into your own hands.
What about these literati? Those who only talk and seek peace.
Besides, handing it over to the court may not bring good results.
For those nerdy literary people, they failed to take into account its great historical value.
On the contrary, they think that you, Zhao Ping, deserve it and take it for granted, and the political achievements belong to them.
It is they who govern well, not you, Zhao Ping, who is capable.
Zhao Ping looked at the bustling voices outside and pointed at the crowd outside.
Then he said: "Teacher, aren't you doing things that benefit the country and the people?"
"Isn't there already more than 10,000 people in Zhaojiazhuang who need to be fed?"
Yuan Xuezheng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, saying: "There are only ten thousand people in the Song Dynasty, but tens of millions."
Qian Shao and Yan Yan also nodded, and the three of them looked at Zhao Ping together.
Their meaning is self-evident.
My mother, Zhao Tianshi, and Zhao Zhoushi all looked pale.
They were thinking in their hearts: "Although she has achieved a good reputation as an official, it has cut off Zhaojiazhuang's financial path."
Especially Zhao Tianshi, she wished she could get a kitchen knife from the kitchen and slash at the three of them before venting her anger.
Of course she wouldn't take action, she just thought so in her heart, glaring at the three of them with a pair of bull's eyes.
Yuan Xuezheng's idea was good, but he ignored the greed and incompetence of the court people.
No, they must be convinced.
Quietly called Yuan Xuezheng and the others to go out, saying they had something important to discuss.
Why should I avoid the mistress of Zhaojiazhuang?
Zhao Ping's words are not shocking and he will never stop.
"The boy is also preparing to lead two thousand soldiers to Jiading to fight against the Hu people with the remaining envoys."
Yuan Xuezheng concentrated on teaching in the school and had no idea that Zhao Ping went to Jiading to fight against the Hu people.
The three of them looked at each other, and all of them looked pale.
Zhao Ping is the backbone of Zhaojiazhuang!
This is related to the fate and future of Zhaojiazhuang, and even the fate and future of Changyuan County.
Maybe he can still be of some help to Da Song.
You have tens of thousands of people here who have no arrangements, but they want to fight the barbarians desperately.
no way!
Yuan Xuezheng's eyes widened and he said: "Ping'er, war is not a trivial matter. Besides, you are so young and the only one in your family."
"Swords have no eyes in war. Just because you are young does not mean I will be particularly merciful to you."
"I'm still a bit thin-faced. Please tell Magistrate Xin to let your men go, so you don't have to go to the battlefield."
Zhao Ping shook his head, bowed his hands and said: "Teacher, I accepted it with kindness. It is the arrangement of Xinzhi County to go to Jiading. Drive out the barbarians and return China to me; everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."
"This is not only the slogan of the Zhaojiazhuang Security Group, but also our action plan."
"It doesn't matter, we are just sending property and food to the front. Yu Tongzhi from Kuizhou and the regiment training envoy from Changzhou are also going."
Yuan Xuezheng was sweating profusely. He really didn't want Zhao Ping, a genius like him, to fail in the battlefield.
He couldn't help but ask: "Ping'er, does your mother know?"
I just told the teacher, and my mother didn’t even dare to say it.
Zhao Ping shook his head and said, "I have been busy with equipment these past few days, and I haven't had time to tell my mother yet."
Yuan Xuezheng looked stern and said, "Since your mother doesn't agree, then I still have to go to Jiading."
They must prevent Zhao Ping from going to the battlefield in person.
