Bianliang is very big, not about territory, but about wealth.

This is the political, economic and cultural center of the Great Song Dynasty, the most noble people in the world, the richest people, and the most outstanding people...... They are all in Bianliang.

The emperor is naturally the most honorable one, and under him are important ministers, and princes or something.

Zhao Ji is the prince, and it stands to reason that he is second only to the emperor, but in the environment of the Great Song Dynasty, he has to be subservient to the important ministers.

When he got up in the morning, he habitually went for a morning jog in Qingning Palace.

The people in the palace had long been accustomed to his habit, and watched him run around, just avoiding it.

After running, come back for breakfast.

Wang Chongnian came over with a food box and delivered today's breakfast.

"It's just soup cakes, king, there's something wrong with that, it's too lazy."

Wang Chongnian felt that this breakfast was a little cold, but Zhao Ji ate it with relish.

After breakfast, he was ready to go to the government today.

Wang Chongnian followed by his side, talking about what had happened in the past few days.

“…… Fu Xiang and Han Xiang have been competing recently......"

"Why?"

Zhao Ji walked by without squinting, and was expressionless in the face of a palace maid's shyness.

A man can't be a slave to his desires, he has to hear calluses when he hears this.

Thinking of this, he thought of Shen An.

With Shen An's conditions, if he was willing, it would not be a matter of finding ten or eight women at all.

And the atmosphere of the Great Song Dynasty is like this, the wife of the family is provided, and then he is raised by ten or eight concubines or singers, and enjoys it at any time, even the woman's maiden family has nothing to say.

But Shen An is just a lady, even if she is pregnant, she doesn't let a woman into the house, which really verifies his original warning.

Don't be a slave to your desires!

I won't!

Zhao Ji squinted and listened to Wang Chongnian talking.

“…… Fu Xiang said that there were not enough craftsmen to build ordnance, but he reported it to the political affairs hall, and there was no response at all, and some people in the political affairs hall were afraid that they were dizzy, thinking that the officials were easy to bully......"

“……”

Later on, the Hajj will begin.

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

A person who is used to being fat will panic once he loses weight, thinking that he probably has something wrong......

This is a human conditioned reflex.

However, Fu Bi would not have the slightest sympathy, and after finishing the matter, he grabbed Han Qi's question and did not let go, "The weight of a country, in Rong and worship, how important is it to build weapons, but the political hall can be shelved?" What does that mean? Is this to let the Great Song soldiers fight the enemy with their bare hands? ”

Han Qi said with a dark face: "It's just a trivial matter, who knows who pressed down that document?" ”

The Great Song is so big, there are so many things that happen every day, and Zaifu can't pay attention to everything!

"It's not a trivial matter!"

Fu Bi was furious, "At the end of last year, the Liao people provoked in the border area from time to time, this is to avenge the defeat of Fuzhou!" At this critical moment, there is not enough craftsmen, this is a small matter? ”

"What are you going to do?"

Han Qi was irritable, so he also lost his patience.

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

Who is Ke Fubi?

"What are you going to do?"

He also took a step forward, and the two of them were very close to each other, and he had the intention of making a move.

"That's it!"

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

The contradiction between Zaifu, as long as it is not a knife, the emperor had better watch from the side. If you feel itchy hands, then pluck them to make them fight harder.

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

Zhao Shu said lightly: "Whoever pressed it down and investigated it slowly, this matter ...... Can craftsmen be mobilized? ”

"Good mobilization."

There was no shortage of people in the Great Song Dynasty, and the result of the high development of commerce was the emergence of the prototype of the market economy.

We produce what the market needs.

What talent is lacking in the market, we will learn.

"Your Majesty, the minister wants to go and see."

Zhao Ji watched the fight between the two Zaifu with cold eyes, and wanted to see a brawl between old men, who knew that the two treacherous and cunning guys were just a battle of words.

Disappointment!

But he is a little interested in the workshop, and he hasn't been doing much in politics recently, so he has itchy hands and is ready to ask for a look.

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

But the two of them retreated, their eyebrows lowered and pleasing to their eyes, as if the quarrel just now was just an illusion.

Things are just things, and Zaisuke's level is more about doing things to show his political direction.

There is no direction for this matter, it's just that Fu Bi hates Han Qi deeply, so he just takes the opportunity to make trouble.

Zhao Shu looked at his son, thinking that he had just contributed 180,000 yuan to make his life a lot better, so he said, "If you want to go, bring more people with you." ”

"Yes."

Later, Zhao Shu went to the harem, and Gao Tao had been waiting for a long time.

"The official family is here, go get hot tea."

Gao Tao saw that there was ash on Zhao Shu's body, so he went over and stretched out his hand to slap it.

"Where did this go? How to get half of the body dust, turn around and dirty the chair and you don't do it again, awkward for a long time. ”

Depression and anxiety are most likely accompanied by obsessive-compulsive disorder. And obsessive-compulsive disorder tends to have a cleanliness habit......

Cleanliness doesn't seem to be a disease, but when you wash your hands again and again, you change your clothes again and again...... People go crazy with headaches.

Zhao Shu snorted, Gao Tao asked someone to send a robe and changed it for him personally, and then the couple sat down.

Zhao Shu was relaxed, and after taking a sip of tea, he said: "Da Lang is getting older now, he is also diligent in reading, and he is also brave in doing things, and he is willing to run for a small thing, and he is calm!" ”

Hearing him praise his son, Gao Tao was happy in his heart: "Da Lang is already smart, he used to be young and lively, but now he is gradually calm, and the concubine thinks about whether he should look at each other......"

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

Gao Tao snorted, blushed and said, "It's not small!" Sixteen. ”

"Wait." Zhao Shu felt that this matter could not be in a hurry, "You can take a look at those people, but the woman's family cannot be weighted." ”

"I understand." Gao Taotao knew the urine sex of the old Zhao family, but he was worried about a strong relative, "When the time comes, just find someone who is noble at home." ”

"Or are you considerate."

Zhao Shu smiled slightly and glanced at his wife.

Gao Tao raised his head, and the couple looked at each other, naturally warm flowing.

The emperor and queen here were affectionate, and Zhao Ji over there hurriedly went to the workshop in the west of the city with people.

Da Song is not bad for artists, at least he didn't get so many household registrations to restrict them, or let them run north and south.

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

The stewards of the workshop are probably the most nourishing, as long as they don't have any accidents, the remuneration is enough for them to live a good life in Bianliang.

And this is still a government-run workshop, not to mention how moisturizing the days are.

It's not all too late, and the steward is just having breakfast.

His breakfast was a steamed hoof, and it was still the latest flavor.

There is a deep knife flower on the hoof, no need to bite hard, as long as the lips are closed and gently sucked, the skin and flesh will enter the mouth.

The fat of the hoof is different from other places, it is not so greasy, it tastes sweet and salty, and it also adds something, and there is no fishy smell at all.

That taste......

The steward has a mouthful of hooves and a mouthful of cooking cakes, and his cheeks are bulging high, not to mention how refreshing.

"Delicious?"

Suddenly a voice on the side asked, sounding very young.

"Uh-huh!"

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

"Busy? It's only breakfast now. ”

The steward was furious, thinking to himself if he was mocking so-and-so or something?

He was sitting upright in the room, but when he turned to the side, he saw the young man outside the door.

"Which manhole is in it...... Poof......"

Amid the crumbs of food, the steward knelt on the ground.

"I've seen it...... Ahem, ahem! I've seen the king. ”

This guy has seen Zhao Ji, so he is kneeling dejectedly at the moment, worried that Zhao Ji will have a seizure.

Zhao Ji looked at him coldly, "I want to see the workshop, but do I want your consent?" ”

"The minister didn't dare...... The villain didn't dare. ”

He got up and led Zhao Ji into the back.

This is a large site, with all kinds of open-air operations and sheds.

The sound of beating was dense, and the craftsmen were pounding their knives and guns with their hammers.

Those stoves were all over the place, and the workpieces were heated inside and then clamped out and beaten.

There was a finished product on the side, and Zhao Ji went over to pick up a long knife.

"Be careful, my lord."

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

Because the surrounding area is not safe, the Great Song Dynasty is willing to spend money on building weapons, and some fame can be seen from this long knife.

Zhao Ji ignored him, and casually cut off a piece of wood with a long knife.

"Not bad."

Those craftsmen were secretly looking at this side, and someone muttered: "Steward Li personally accompanied him, I'm afraid it's an official." ”

"I look like I'm only a teenager, younger than a certain son, how can I be an official?"

"That's Yanai!"

"It may be that someone's yamani is bored and comes to have fun, everyone be careful, don't be found fault by him."

"Come on, come on, don't talk."

Zhao Ji walked over slowly, several craftsmen were beating the knife embryo, he stared at it, and gradually became a little nervous, and someone almost got out of his hand.

A craftsman was loading the card, and he took a long cold knife and put the red-hot card on it......

Later, the clamp cooled, and the craftsman tried to tighten it, and pulled it hard a few times without moving.

"Why is that?"

Wang Chongnian felt that this was a bit magical.

"It's thermal expansion and cold contraction."

"Objects expand when heated and shrink when cooled. Use the expanded clip to attach it to the long knife that cools, and when the clip cools, it will be very tight. ”

The craftsman sighed, probably because he was very excited to meet someone who knew how to do it, so he blurted out: "That's a good thing, this Yanai seems to be an expert!" I know more than we know Steward Li......"

After saying that, he regretted it, and after peeking at Steward Li, he wanted to make amends: "You must at least be the Yanei of the Wupin official family......

He thought that patting this young man's ass would make Steward Li happy, but Steward Li's eyelids were beating wildly.

Even the king knows more about this than so-and-so, so-and-so...... How is it like dereliction of duty?