Song Jiu ran back.

To be honest, I spent decades in my previous life and in the capital for a long time. I felt normal and there were people everywhere, but after staying in Hebei for a few days, I was very uncomfortable. Some places often walked more than ten miles, and could not see the village or the people. They were empty, with only birds singing and clouds running, which made Song Jiunuen afraid.

Maybe it was only then that he understood what one and two million households mean.

The back and forth is very fast, less than twenty days.

When it gets cold, some things must be made out so that they can be made. After they are made out, they must be silted into the Bian River. Why should they be silted into the Bian River? Miba!

But you can't go back immediately, and you have to go to the Secretariat to hand over the seal talismans, so that the mission will be completed.

...

The imperial city may not be the Da Nei. The East and West Huamen and the East and West Imperial Street hold all the imperial city in half. To the south is the imperial city, there are two palaces and other institutions, Mingtang, Dacha Palace, Mingtang, etc. To the north is the Da Nei, where the emperor and concubines, minor children live, the East Palace and the Changcha Palace.

To pass the signs, you must enter Xuande Gate.

Song Jiu didn't care. Everything was invented in the Song Dynasty at this time. The Zhao brothers didn't like it too extravagant. Including the imperial city, it was not that luxurious. It was far from the Forbidden City he saw in his previous life. The nervous ones were Boss Hu and the other four. After taking Song Jiu's treasures collected from Hebei, they walked into Xuande Gate, so nervous that they couldn't even walk.

"Hu Xingtou, you want to be a big hero."

"Xiaojiu, don't laugh at me, okay, you're brave." Boss Hu couldn't admit it. It seemed that he was not as good as Song De, and even his son. When this guy entered the imperial city, he finally became timid when he saw the dignified buildings and the soldiers with strict guards. Then he was concentrating a question in his mind. It seemed that this kid had a bright future, and it was good to make a division. If there were any backward barbarian tribes in the south that were out of the control of the court, the powerful families were not called tribes, but servants, and had a certain degree of personal freedom. He wanted to do a division, but no one dared to accept it. Wouldn't he ask the minister to impeach himself?

The Prime Minister of the Secretariat is Zhao Pu, the Prime Minister of the Privy Council or Zhao Pu! Both institutions are located on the west side of the left Yintai Gate on the west side of the imperial city. The Secretariat is in the east and the Privy Council is in the west, and it is not far away. But there is no need to see Zhao Pu. Just report this business to some officials and submit some of the physical objects brought. The handover is completed. Song Jiuhao will go home.

No.

Song Jiu handed over the official document seal talisman and came a small official. He didn't know what it was. He wore a green official uniform and asked him to sit down and wait. But soon, his whole person and the things he brought back were taken to the Political Affairs Hall.

Many people, Zhao brothers, Zhao Pu, and many other ministers, were wearing purple, red and green official uniforms, and could not see any of them, just like discussing major state affairs. Song Jiu first gave a big gift to Zhao Kuangyin: "See Your Majesty."

"Flat."

Song Jiu also gave gifts to Zhao Kuangyi, Zhao Pu and Li Chongju. Many people did not blame him, and said to other ministers: "Dear masters, seniors, you don't know him, so I'll forgive you if you are guilty."

All the big guys shook their heads, and some people couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Kuangyi also shook his head and smiled. This kid really couldn't be better. He was just a living treasure from the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Kuangyin smiled and said, "Song Qing, what are you doing?"

"disappointment."

"Why are there disappointment?"

"Your Majesty, please see," Song Jiu asked the two junior ministers outside the door to lift a piece of iron ore and said, "Your Majesty, it's this piece of iron ore. At least two miners chisel for half an hour, and then take another half an hour to carry it to the iron furnace, and then smelting it, and then it turns into rough pig iron."

"Is there anything wrong?" Zhao Kuangyin asked strangely, this has been like this since ancient times.

"Your Majesty, and..." Song Jiujiang all the way to see and hear what he saw. There were also the iron furnaces, steel drawings, rotten steel and broken iron made by Song Jiu, and the long bamboo tubes that coal miners used to test the gas, and they took them out for everyone to see.

"What are you going to say?"

"If this system is to be reformed, we can no longer use charcoal to smel iron. The temperature of the burning is not high and it cannot smel out good iron, so we must use a large amount of charcoal. Moreover, a large amount of wood will be cut, and the soil and water in the north will be even worse. Third, the enthusiasm of the miners is not high, and the output will be severely reduced. Fourth, it is too harsh. Ten high households are involved, and at least eight companies will break their doors in ten years. The life of the mine customers is also terrible. I took a few strong men from the river as servants to Hebei. They said a word that I thought it would be hard to work hard on the Bian Dike, but compared with these people, it is still like in heaven."

"Change the system...how to change it!"

"How to change?" Song Jiuyi was stunned. The problem was Alexander, Song Jiu's requirements seemed to be really not high. He asked the court to support 100,000 tons of steel in a year, not unconditional supply, but purchased. But Song Jiu's promise was that at the highest level in the future, he would give the court 100,000 yuan a year, and even when the efficiency was high, he would give it more. There would be countless technologies in the middle. But this problem is extremely serious. Just like a gear, I just need to change one gear on the diesel engine, but this gear is not compatible with the entire diesel engine. If you can change it, the body must be replaced, the piston must be replaced, the crankshaft must be replaced, and the flywheel must be replaced. What you need to change now is not only the production issue, but also the smelting technology, mining technology, and even the system.

I was thinking a lot along the way and didn't know how to start. Just like this system, someone came up with a good idea later. Wang Anshi! Many reforms in Wang Anshi's reform were very controversial. Is the Qingmiao Law really good? Is the Horse Protection Law really good? But there are two reforms that are good. The first is to auction Kengfang Hedu, auction all the house pits with poor performance or losses to private operations, and how much money is given to the court in three or five years. No matter how much the auction can get, it can at least make the country relax. The second is the 28-point system, without a regulations, and there is no limit on the production of the house pits that make profits, 80% of the house pits, and 20% of the house trading privately. This loophole will be very big, but it alleviates the pressure on the people.

That was suitable for the national conditions of the Song Dynasty at that time, and not for Song Jiu's new technology. Song Jiu was very honest and said, "I have thought about it all the way but I didn't come up with a good idea. I only know that the current policy is harsh on the people, so it is definitely not possible. As for what method, it is up to you, my husbands to think about it. It is not the scope of responsibility of the minister."

Zhao Kuangyin and everyone smiled.

Don’t say that Wang Anshi is smarter than here, it’s not that Wang Anshi implemented the Fangchang River Duty and 28-cent system, which was unified by the entire Song Dynasty, and the output of various minerals kept up. Although it was insufficient, it was not as pitiful as the current one. These two policies were suitable for the Shenzong era, nor were they suitable for the present. After all, this policy was to eat big investors! It had a disadvantage, but adding pressure to big investors to reduce the disadvantages.

Zhao Pu coughed: "Production."

Don’t worry about the system boy. When the king and his ministers heard that you were back, they would sit here and wait for you, or talk about serious business!

"The output minister has a solution, but it's very troublesome."

"Don't be afraid of trouble, as long as there is a way," Zhao Kuangyi said.

It was not good, Song Jiu thought with concern, and gradually he saw that Zhao Kuangyi supported him and Zhao Pu opposed him. Of course, it was nothing now. But this is the most terrifying thing. Never put me in the middle to make sandwich biscuits. The two big bulls crushed them, but our little arms and legs couldn't hold them. He glanced at everyone and said, "The first is to speed up the mining speed. This kind of rough-type stone chiseling with hammers must not work. The second is carbonite, and this method of iron smelting is not work, and the waste is too serious. The third is iron smelting furnace. The fourth is the improvement of steel smelting technology. There is also this damn system."

"Cough, cough!" Zhao Kuangyi choked. This damn system was what he thought of. Should he die?

“To be specific.”

"Your Majesty, let's talk about the improvement of mining technology first. This will be very troublesome, and the technology must be kept confidential. I ask Your Majesty to send ten reliable officials to follow you to study, which will help keep the technology confidential and then promote it nationwide."

"Song Jiu, Your Majesty is a good emperor, but you cannot deceive the emperor and the other side. What kind of virtue do you have? Let officials be your students!" Zhao Pu said unhappily.

Song Jiu glanced at Zhao Pu, and Zhao Pu was unhappy, he was even more unhappy. What are you? You, Zhao Pu, can only read half of the Analects of Confucius, and you are not as good as me, pretending to be gentle. However, what Zhao Pu said made him unable to refute what he is, who is a commoner boy, how could the court let ten officials learn from him? This is not a rabbit or a hawk! It's okay, since that's the case, let's talk about the price again. He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, it's better to do this. Let me think about it myself. If there is any news, I will send someone to report to Your Majesty. This time should not be too long, and it will be done in about a month. But Your Majesty has something to say."

"Tell me."

"Although Your Majesty has given you the position of minister, you are worthy of your goodbye!"

Seeing him leaving, a group of big shots stared at each other, Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but shake his head: "This kid's parents died early and lacked tutors."

A speaker wanted to speak, Zhao Kuangyin waved his hand and said, "Don't say too much, I want to take out his good things, there is nothing I can do."

Several ministers were unwilling to accept it, and the rest were all ridiculous.

When Song Jiu returned home, there were many things, and from nothing to something. Time was tight. The holiday was about to end, but it was not over. Song Jiu felt very pleased to see his more than 100 students. In ancient China, there were two most respected professions. The first was to be an official, and the official-oriented thinking was the strongest in China. It has only been diluted in a few years. The remaining official-oriented thinking is the first of all thoughts. The second is that teachers are good at being teachers, and Song Jiu cannot escape the vulgarity.

He came to the two classrooms and walked around. He was not here, so he had to focus on the meaning of scriptures, law and arithmetic. He put down the other courses together. Arithmetic became a problem under the guidance of Dr. Zhang. However, after Song Jiu turned around, he found something wrong, so he came in to take a look and suddenly asked, "Where is Duan Xiaoxun, where is Chen Sifu?"

Dr. Yan said: "Song Jiu, they were invited away by two shops."

It is very regrettable that these two students are among the best among all students. If they are well trained, they will become talents from the country in the future. Unfortunately, their families gave up their bright future for the sake of a little profit at the moment.

"What are you asking for leave? Didn't I agree to have a year? Dai Xiaoli, you are close to their home, you say."

"Mr. Jiu, after you left, many businesses sent people to persuade them. Two families paid a monthly salary of seven jin of money. Duan Xiaoxun and Chen Xiaosi's family were moved. We also advised them, but they didn't listen and finally left the school."

"Is it a lot of Qiguan coins?" Song Jiu said sarcastically.

Dai Xiaoli was stuttering and didn't dare to speak. To be honest, Qiguanqian's monthly salary is really a lot. If someone uses this price to invite himself, he might be moved.

He did not answer. Song Jiu had already seen that the Hebei party made him feel sad and rushed back home excitedly. He poured a basin of cold water, which made him a little discouraged. He waved his hand powerlessly and said, "Let's do this, you will go home alone, and I will let go of the precepts for a year. You will discuss with your family. If you obey my opinions, you must stay and study for a year. If you don't obey, I will give me an answer tomorrow and I will let you go. Go back."

When the students saw Song Jiu angry and left silently. Dr. Zhang said, "Song Jiu, you can't lose your confidence, just leave two people."
Chapter completed!