Tap tap, tap tap, a fast horse gallops on the official road.
The horse kept spraying out white mist, and the knight clung to the horse's back and ran towards Sujiazhuang.
"Who dares to ride a horse in Sujiazhuang?" The guardian took a look and was about to scold him, but saw that the man had already dismounted.
The man bowed his hands to the guardian, took the lead and said with a smile: "Guyuan, I am entrusted by Jujiro. If you have anything to report to him, I hope you can report it."
The Nineteenth Lang is Su Xiaodong, the third wife, and he is the legitimate son.
The guardian did not dare to neglect, nodded immediately, and then went in, leaving the knight waiting here.
Su Hannian was reading in the study when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, and the sound was very urgent.
Who came to disturb Fen's reading? Su Hannian didn't want to open the door.
Perhaps because the door was not opened, the sound became more and more urgent.
Su Hannian had no choice but to put down the book and open the door, only to see Su Xiaodong coming in.
He couldn't help but frown, not liking his son coming in and disturbing him.
After thinking for a while, he finally put down the book in his hand, took a sip of tea, and looked at Su Xiaodong.
"Tell father that Chidao encountered a problem and something happened." Although Su Xiaodong had a sneer on his face, he said respectfully to Su Hannian.
Father, aren't you optimistic about Su Xiaomang, the bastard? Why did something happen?
Su Hannian no longer had the heart to read and put down his tea cup.
He shouted to the butler: "Butler, butler."
Su Jian, the housekeeper of the third room, who was about fifty, trotted over when he heard the shouting.
There are thousands of people in Su's house, and there is a big butler and five sub-butlers.
The head butler takes charge of everything, and the five sub-butlers each take charge of a room.
Su Jian usually stayed with the elder Su Bude of the third room. He rarely came over and usually arranged for his servants to come over.
But ever since Su Hannian's son became the shopkeeper of Jianfang, he was driven over by Su Bude.
Su Bude was also a ruthless man and asked the housekeeper to take care of Su Hannian's family regardless of the opinions of his other sons.
In his words, whether Sanfang can rise depends on what Su Xiaomang does.
Su Hannian was not happy. He felt that his father was putting pressure on him.
Isn't it? I have already put the housekeeper under your control. If it is not done well, you will be the only one to ask.
Now that Su Hannian heard that Su Xiaomang had an accident, he was shocked and wanted to go to the construction site immediately.
"Officer, is there anything I need to tell you?" Butler Su Jian came to Su Hannian and asked respectfully.
Su Hannian looked him over and said anxiously: "Prepare two good horses. I want to go to Chidao to have a look."
"Prepare your horses, prepare your horses." When Su Jian heard that it was a matter of galloping, he knew there was no need to delay, so he immediately shouted to a groom.
The groom trotted all the way and soon brought two good horses.
Su Hannian and Su Xiaodong took the reins and mounted their horses.
Although Chi Road is being built in Lingquan County, the official road has not been abandoned.
At least until Chi Dao is repaired, Guan Dao is still functioning.
"Drive, drive," the father and son drove their horses and galloped along the official road.
While Su Hannian kept beating the horse, he murmured: "What happened to Xiao Mang? Don't get out of hand."
He now has a lot of hopes for this bastard.
He even agreed to Su Xiaomang's excessive request of asking his legitimate son to let his concubine pay his respects.
If things are not done well, he will not only whip the bastard, but also cancel all unreasonable demands.
An hour later, they arrived at the construction site.
Su Hannian and his son dismounted and threw the horse aside.
After running for an hour, the horse was already hungry, so he lowered his head to find grass.
The Su family's construction section is not far from Chengdu, and this is an out-and-out honorable project.
Thinking of this, if this traitor ruined the reputation of the Su family, he was ready to beat him up.
There are thousands of craftsmen here, ranging from sixty to fifteen years old.
There were also masons in the middle, and the tools in their hands kept clanking from a distance.
No one is lazy, those who dig are digging, those who are building roads are building roads, and those who are breaking stones are breaking stones.
It is already October, the transition season between autumn and winter. When the cold wind blows, dust blows into our faces.
The road has already taken shape. The entire road is about four feet wide, with a one-foot-wide isolation zone in the middle and a ditch on both sides.
However, it is still a dirt road and does not look like a smooth road yet.
There is a supervisor here, also in short-sleeved brown clothes, about 20 years old.
He was holding an object in the shape of a morning glory, his voice could travel far, and he was directing the craftsmen.
What is this? Is it a microphone made by Zhaojiazhuang? The sound travels so far.
Not only Su Xiaodong thought so, but Su Hannian also thought so.
Although Su Xiaodong was jealous that this supervisor had such a microphone, he immediately became happy when he thought that his brother would be embarrassed soon.
Su Hannian came to the overseer. He was angry and pointed the whip in his hand at the overseer.
Su Hannian shouted to him: "Where is your shopkeeper?"
The supervisor took a look and saw that he was a middle-aged scribe, followed by a young man. He didn't know why this person wanted to find the shopkeeper.
He felt that this person was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
"May I ask who the guest officer is? What's the important matter?" Thinking of this, the supervisor bowed his hands and wanted to find out.
Su Hannian slightly returned the favor and said, "I am your lord, the shopkeeper."
The supervisor Xiong Shi suddenly realized that no wonder the appearance was so familiar.
"Sir, it's very windy and sandy outside. Please wait inside the house." Xiong Shi bowed his hands in a gesture of invitation.
Su Hannian took a look and saw several cabins and a row of tents near the construction site. He nodded and went in to escape the wind and sand.
The cabin was about two feet square and had small windows on all sides, so it didn't appear dark.
There are beds, stools, coffee tables, fairy stoves, fairy charcoal, etc. inside. There are several book boxes on the coffee table.
The whole room was not only messy, but also smelled sour, but he just frowned and didn't say anything.
Xiong Shi was embarrassed and bowed his hands: "It makes you laugh, the house is too messy."
"That's right, there are books. Are you literate?" When Su Hannian saw the books, his favorable impression of this person immediately increased.
Su Xiaodong twitched his lips twice: "You guys, these humble laborers, are worthy of studying?"
But since his father was here, he didn't dare to speak, as it would be very easy to offend others if he said this.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly covered his mouth and just made a whining sound.
Hearing Su Xiaodong's voice and strange movements, Xiong Shi saw this man of the same age dressed as a scholar, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing that this person resembled the shopkeeper, I guessed that he must be the shopkeeper's brother or something.
Although he was not happy in his heart, how could he show it.
"Your Majesty, Zhaojiazhuang hopes that all of its craftsmen can be literate as much as possible." He bowed his hands and answered respectfully.
After speaking, he wiped the stool and coffee table clean with his sleeves, brewed two cups of Drunken Spring Breeze tea, and placed them in front of Su Hannian and his son.
There were books and Zui Chunfeng tea at the construction site, which immediately made Su Hannian curious.
He put the riding crop on the coffee table and sat down to drink tea.
Su Hannian noticed that this supervisor turned out to be from Zhaojiazhuang, and couldn't help but ask: "You are from Zhaojiazhuang, what kind of work do you do, and what is your relationship with the shopkeeper?"
"I'm telling you, sir, I'm the shopkeeper's subordinate, and he works with the shopkeeper in building a workshop in Zhaojiazhuang. The shopkeeper is the foreman in Zhaojiazhuang." Thinking that this person is the shopkeeper's adult, he patiently came one by one.
It turns out that he is working under his own son, so he should feel at ease when doing things.
Su Hannian looked at the "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames", "Thousand Character Classic" and "Disciple Rules" on the coffee table. They were obviously enlightenment books.
He was curious and asked while drinking tea: "These are enlightenment books. How do you learn to read?"
"There is a night school in Zhaojiazhuang, and there are teachers who teach it." Xiong Shigong bowed again respectfully.
This person is not only a scholar, but also the boss of the shop. He must be polite and courteous.
Su Hannian felt even more curious: "Night School, what is Night School and how to teach it?"
"The night school is a school after get off work. There is a butter lamp, and the teacher teaches through the blackboard, which lasts about an hour." Xiong Shi recalled with pride.
Although he was not a scholar, he still had the opportunity to study while working in Zhaojiazhuang.
Su Hannian felt even more strange: "Is there a night school at the construction site now?"
"Now the construction site is busy and there is no time, so there is no night school." In fact, what Xiong Shi wants to say is that the construction site here is not Zhaojiazhuang, and these livelihood options are temporary, so it is obviously not suitable for holding a night school.
Su Hannian felt a little pity, and after sighing, he asked: "How long have you been studying, and how many words can you read?"
"The villain has studied for three months and can read about 300 words." Xiong Shi felt embarrassed, "There is someone in the Night School who can read 500 words."
Su Xiaodong glared at him. He had studied for a year and could read 300 words, which was pretty good.
Unexpectedly, this person could read 300 words in just three months using just one hour at night.
Could it be that these people are more literate than literati?
But this man is obviously a lowly man in short-sleeved brown clothes and an out-and-out hard worker. Could he be lying?
Seeing the puzzled looks of Su Hannian and his son, Xiong Shi opened the "Three Character Classic" and pointed to the tadpole text on it.
He said respectfully: "Professor Zhaojiazhuang is different from before. To be able to read, you must know the pinyin. Once you know the pinyin, you can spell out new words when you encounter them."
Su Hannian opened the "Three Character Classic" and found that he didn't recognize any of these tadpole texts.
He had no choice but to put down the "Three Character Classic" with tadpole inscriptions and sighed secretly in his heart.
Why is such a powerful literacy tool in the hands of Zhaojiazhuang, so that it can be spread all over the world? This is a major event that truly accumulates good deeds and benefits the world.
Seeing the look of regret on Su Hannian's face, Xiong Shi didn't know what he was thinking.
"I tell you, sir, the little sage said that this method of literacy is only available in Zhaojiazhuang." Xiong Shi explained hurriedly.
It's okay if he doesn't explain, but this explanation makes Su Hannian even more angry.
He pointed at the people who were working hard outside and said angrily: "If Zhaojiazhuang handed over such a literacy tool to the court, wouldn't it be able to educate the people all over the world?"
"Your Majesty is right, it should be like this." Xiong Shi first agreed with Su Hannian's statement, and then changed the subject, "The little saint said that it's not that he didn't want to hand it over to the court, but he would suffer from jaundice if he turned it over. Because this pinyin is It is based on Sichuan Yin and conflicts with Yayin. If it is submitted to the imperial court, it will be criticized by others."
"I see, I understand. What is spoken in the capital is Yayin, and we absolutely cannot accept Sichuan, which is regarded as a remote and remote place." Su Hannian sighed, looking worried.
Xiong Shi nodded: "For these reasons, the little saint had no choice but to use it inside Zhaojiazhuang first."
"How literate is your shopkeeper? Has he attended overnight school?" Thinking that his son is also working in Zhaojiazhuang, as a father, of course he is very concerned.
Xiong Shigong bowed respectfully, with a look of complete admiration in his eyes: "The shopkeeper went to night school and made rapid progress. He can already read three thousand words and became a teacher for the little people."
Three thousand, in this era, being literate in three thousand is the mark of a literati.
When Su Xiaodong heard this, his expression changed drastically.
He never expected that the bastard he had always looked down on would not only find a way out in Zhaojiazhuang, but also enter the literary industry.
But he suddenly thought that even if Su Xiaomang became a scholar, he would lose the face of the Su family.
Instead of fixing Chi Dao, he messed it up.
Thinking of this, he kept sneering while drinking tea.
"I've met my father, I've met my brother." At this time, a figure flashed outside the door, it was Su Xiaomang dressed in short-sleeved brown clothes.
Su Hannian felt extremely complicated when he saw the concubine coming in.
Happily, the bastard finally passed the 3,000 mark of literacy and became a scholar.
What was painful was that he failed to repair Chi Dao, which greatly disgraced the Su family.
Seeing that his son had become darker and thinner, Su Hannian felt a little moved.
When a concubine becomes like this, he has no merit but hard work.
But what he lost was not his own face, but the face of me, the face of the third room, and the face of the Su family.
Thinking of this, his face suddenly turned angry: "Xiao Mang, I heard that there was an accident at the construction site. What happened?"
"Father, something did happen at the construction site, but it has been resolved." Su Xiaomang glanced at Su Xiaodong without any trace, knowing that it must be this brother who snitched.
Su Xiaodong saw Su Xiaomang's eyes glancing over and did not avoid it. Instead, they looked at each other quarrelsomely.
But when he heard that Su Xiaomang said he would explain, he opened his mouth to question.
But his father's question made him stop asking. After all, it was best for his father to ask questions.
Su Hannian secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as nothing happens, Xiao Mang, sit down and tell us what happened?"
"I'm going to tell my father that I learned almost all the techniques of Immortal Concrete in Zhaojiazhuang, but there is one thing I didn't learn." Su Xiaomang sat down and decided to confess honestly.
When Su Hannian heard that there was only one thing he had not learned, he felt much relieved.
He asked casually: "Xiaomang, what did you not learn?"
"Tell father, it's the proportion of immortal concrete. This is a magic weapon that is not taught in Zhaojiazhuang and no one can learn it." Su Xiaodong glanced at Xiong Shi next to him and continued to explain the matter clearly.
Su Hannian was deep in thought while drinking tea.
In just three months, my son has basically mastered the Immortal Concrete technology. He has also taught his son to read more than 3,000 words, reaching the level of a scholar.
It can be said that Zhaojiazhuang is definitely the best village in the world for its craftsmen, bar none.
If their Sujiazhuang had such a technology, it would definitely be controlled by Sujiazhuang's people inside and out.
If you are not from Sujiazhuang, then you are Immortal Concrete and you will definitely not see the whole process from beginning to end.
After thinking this way, he figured it out.
While drinking tea, Su Hannian casually asked: "How big is the impact of this ratio?"
"Of course the impact is not small, it will affect the solidity and shape of the immortal concrete." Su Xiaomang has tried it many times, but still feels that it is not ideal.
Su Hannian nodded: "It's understandable that Zhaojiazhuang left behind the most critical technology, so how did Xiaomang solve it?"
"The child's teacher worked as a shopkeeper at Jianfang in Lingquan County, Zhaojiazhuang. When the child found the teacher, he was very enthusiastic about the child. He immediately dropped his work and led eighty craftsmen to help the child." Thinking of the teacher Xiong Shan's disregard for the work in Lingquan County, Su Xiaomang was moved to tears by personally leading eighty craftsmen.
Su Xiaomang is grateful to her teacher Xiong Shan, the second man besides her father.
Su Xiaodong looked at everything in front of him coldly, feeling that Su Xiaomang was lying.
Immortal Concrete is Zhaojiazhuang's unique skill. Can he teach it to you with confidence and boldness?
You, a bastard, in order to overpower me, a relegated son, you even lied habitually, and even boasted about not drafting.
Thinking of this, he bowed his hands and said to Su Hannian: "Tell father, Chidao is the pride of the Su family and the pride of Lingquan County. My father has never seen it before, so I just want to take a look today."
Having said this, he looked at Su Xiaomang with a mocking expression on his face and the corners of his mouth.
In Su Xiaodong's view, Xiong Shi kept them here and refused to let them go to the scene, obviously because he was afraid of revealing his secret.
Since you have this kind of thing, I am going to expose it today.
Su Xiaomang thought to himself, if the teacher didn't come, I would indeed be exposed.
But now here, what else am I afraid of.
He immediately stood up from his seat and bowed his hands to Su Hannian: "Father, I want to take the adults to see him."
He deliberately only mentioned his father and not his brother. Apparently he felt uncomfortable with this brother.
This brother has always looked down on him. He used to insult him, and now he is setting him up.
It's strange that he has so much affection for this brother who doesn't have much brotherhood.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with what he said. The sky is big and the earth is big, but my father is the biggest.
He only mentioned his father, which was also a courtesy.
As for your brother, you can come or not come. Anyway, I have not forbidden you not to go.
Sure enough, Su Xiaodong became furious when he heard that the bastard did not invite him, the legitimate son.
But Su Xiaomang didn't invite him to the construction site. Will he go or not?
He wanted to force himself to go, but he felt that he really couldn't lose that face.
Su Hannian rubbed his forehead and felt a headache when he saw the two brothers fighting for each other.
"Let's go take a look together." He looked at the two brothers without any trace and nodded.
Su Xiaodong couldn't help but be overjoyed. As long as he went over, he could reveal the ugly true colors of this bastard.
The father and son arranged their clothes and got up from their seats.
Su Xiaomang led the way, followed by Su Hannian and his son.
There are many craftsmen along the way, busy with construction.
From time to time, I met a supervisor and saw Su Xiaomang and three people saluting and saying hello.
After walking about a mile, Su Xiaomang bowed respectfully to Su Hannian: "Tell father, we have arrived."
Su Hannian and his son looked in front of them and couldn't help but be stunned.
Is this building a road or just playing games?
You know, in the past, long strips of stone slabs were placed after the ground was leveled for road construction.
But it is different here. Instead, it is laid on a flat ground with tung oil wooden frames.
The outermost part of the entire wooden frame is a large wooden frame with many small wooden frames inside.
How big are these small wooden frames? They are about the size of two palms.
The thickness of the wooden blocks of this wooden frame is about the same size as the purlins of the tile-roofed house. It feels like the purlins of the tile-roofed house are placed flat on the ground.
What's even stranger is what's behind. The craftsman picks up something like black tofu or mud and pours it into the wooden frame.
Where did this thing come from? They picked out the muddy thing from a small black room.
This mixing is the most critical point. It is obvious that Su Xiaomang is operated by Xiong Shan.
Su Hannian took a closer look and found that it was not enough to fall on the wooden frame. He had to completely submerge the wooden frame and smooth it out with a shovel.
Su Hannian and his son found it incredible. Is this fairy cement?
"What is this black thing that is almost like mud?" Su Xiaodong felt that he had found a reason and couldn't help but ridiculed, "Could it be that mud has been turned black by adding charcoal ash?"
"Xiao Mang, after the mud dries, it's just soil and won't turn into stone." Although Su Hannian was disappointed, as a father, he had to speak more tactfully.
"Father, this is immortal concrete. Although it is like mud now, in two days it will be as hard as iron, and its hardness is far more than that of stone slabs." Su Xiaomang knew that his father obviously did not believe it. After all, he had never seen it before. .
Su Xiaodong couldn't help but be overjoyed. Yours is obviously mud, just with charcoal ash added.
Even after two days, when it had obviously dried, it had simply dried to mud and turned into soil.
Thinking of this, he bowed his hands to Su Hannian and said, "Father, this immortal concrete is rare to see. We just want to see how it turns decay into magic."
He said this with his mouth, but he thought in his heart: Rotten wood is rotten wood. How can rotten wood be carved?
Thinking of this, there was a mocking look on his face again.
"Tell father, I am about to invite you to see how this immortal concrete is formed." Su Xiaomang bowed his hands and said to Su Hannian, "But before the immortal concrete is formed, people must not go in, otherwise they will have to Influence it into shape.”
Hearing what Su Xiaomang said, Su Xiaodong felt even happier and wanted to laugh.
But since his father was here, he felt very rude and hurriedly covered his mouth and pretended to cough.
He thought in his mind, Bastard, you are obviously mud, but you still have to find some excuse to cover it up.
Su Hannian also carefully looked at the casting process, and had the same problem as Su Xiaodong.
However, he was a father and could not expose it to his face. Instead, he felt a little puzzled: "Xiao Mang, since the fairy concrete can be formed, why do you still put purlins on it?"
"Decent, fairy concrete has a condensation process, and at the same time it bends when it solidifies, and the purlin plays a role in resisting bending." Su Xiaomang thought for a while, but told the whole story.
Just pretend, just pretend. It's obviously mud. Do you think you want to cover it up by building a purlin structure? You feel guilty.
Thinking of this, Su Xiaodong not only looked relaxed, but also full of hope for this time.
He felt that he had already seen victory and that this bastard had been severely trampled under his feet and would never be able to stand up again.
Su Xiaomang's hut is similar to Xiong Shi's hut. Not only is it messy, but it is also full of sour smell.
Su Xiaodong smelled the smell again and almost vomited.
Su Hannian was actually in the same psychological pain, but he had a richer life experience, so he could barely bear it.
Su Xiaomang felt embarrassed when he saw his brother about to vomit: "I told my father that I am busy at the construction site and the house has not been taken care of. There is indeed a smell, but I have already adapted to it. If I can't adapt to it, I can stay in the camp."
When Su Xiaodong heard this, he couldn't help but look towards the tent.
There is a tent next to it, but if you look closely, you can see that it cannot block the wind.
It was already early winter, the cold wind was blowing, and the tent began to shake.
The tents are actually occupied by ordinary craftsmen, and only shopkeepers and supervisors like them are qualified to live there.
Of course, Su Xiaomang would not tell it to avoid further misunderstandings by Su Xiaodong.
However, although the accommodation is different, everything else is similar, and the food is the same.
In addition, there are ten copper coins every day.
"Father, the child should live in a small wooden house." Su Xiaodong saw the tent shaking and felt thorns all over his body.
When the father and son got up the next day, they couldn't help but be stunned.
Su Xiaodong also rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.
I saw that the black mud here yesterday had flattened out, and its color had changed from black to gray.
Su Xiaomang had already gotten up, carrying a bucket and using a wooden ladle to water the fairy concrete.
Su Hannian breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was still hope for this.
But when he watched Su Xiaodong watering the water, he felt puzzled: "Xiaomang, since it has condensed into lumps, why do you still need to water it?"
"Tell father, immortal concrete needs water during the coagulation process. If there is no water, cracks will occur." Su Xiaomang put down the bucket, bowed his hands, and answered respectfully.
Pretend, just pretend, you are obviously a parallel import, obviously not strong, watering is just a show, Su Xiaodong thought and kept sneering.
Another day later, Su Xiaomang said to Su Hannian: "Father, it is now formed and ready for use."
"Tell father, I want to try riding a horse." Su Xiaodong didn't believe it at all and said to Su Hannian.
Su Hannian also wanted to try the effect and nodded.
Su Xiaodong got on his horse and began to run.
Seeing Su Xiaodong get on the horse, Su Hannian wanted to try it himself, so he got on the horse and started racing.
This section of the road is only one mile long, four feet wide, with a one-foot isolation zone in the middle.
Since the terrain was extremely flat, the horse was so excited that it ran quickly without any urging from its owner.
The horses were excited, but the people were not as happy as they were, because the road was not far, only one mile, and they ran over quickly.
There is no problem with Chidao on this side, but what about the other side?
The two simply changed to the other side of the road and soon returned to where they were.
"Father, how is the effect?" Su Xiaomang actually had no confidence in his heart. After all, this was his first time doing Chidao.
Su Hannian got off his horse, looked excited, and laughed loudly: "The Su family can prosper."
Su Hannian and his son returned home and were stunned when they saw the "Da Song Zhonghua News".
