Song Jiu whispered: "It's my territory, but the emperor comes to rob me of it. Can I not allow it?"

It was strange that the two soldiers on duty were all happy, and Sister Qi was also happy. Song Jiu said again: "It's okay, after I get home, I will show you something else."

In fact, Song Jiu was not angry. The Song Dynasty despised the confidentiality measures of civilian technology, and it cannot be said that it was not bad. This is conducive to promotion. Although it does not attach great importance to technological promotion, it is a little better than in previous dynasties. However, it is very strict about military technology confidentiality. Song Jiu also hopes that this gunpowder formula can be kept confidential. As for civilian firecrackers, continue to use that kind of safe squib.

The three sisters still couldn't figure it out. The house was built by my younger brother, so why can't the sisters go in and see it?

Yuping whispered: "Big sister, fifth sister, seventh sister, Jiulang has created something that can blow down the city wall. How can the court keep it secret?"

After this thing came out, it was very evil. Song Jiu talked about the principle that day. It turned out that it was not so easy to blow up the city wall, and it had to go through precise operations. If this were not afraid of the sacrifice of soldiers, more than 90% of the city walls were made of rammed earth, and they could be knocked down by hitting them desperately with a car crash. But none of these people said, at least I had this thing in my hands, Southern Tang, Southern Han, and Northern Han, are you afraid? Therefore, many people were talking about it. This was not easy to deal with, and it was not safe to have a city wall.

Gunpowder has no eyes, and can hurt others, and people can also use it to hurt themselves.

The three sisters finally left Hezhou without saying a word.

It is a little far from the Nanshan Mountain, but it is actually some small hills. It is not high and the forest is not very dense. It is rare and precious. There are no big mountains around the capital, so it has become a good place for people to travel.

Song Jiu first offered sacrifices, and then went around the paper money, and his attitude was very respectful. There was a good man who could not do well, just like a group of second-generation ancestors who often came to hang out. In another twenty years, some people would disappear. But there was a good man who was different from no man. He seemed to have not gained much from his cheap father, but if it weren't for his previous hard-working history, he wouldn't dare to do anything about developing Hezhou. Zhao Kuangyin was the same. His father was a small official and was not very good to him, otherwise he wouldn't run away from home. He would rather suffer outside and continue to wander in two years, but without his father, he wouldn't become Guo Wei's personal guard. Everyone has a chance, but smart people are good at seizing opportunities, while stupid people don't know that opportunities are just waiting for the pie in the sky and let the opportunities slip away...

Yuping knelt down and murmured.

I couldn't hear what she was saying, and I felt a little guilty about Yu Ping and Song Jiu, but he didn't know how to handle this relationship well, and I didn't even know what it was. It was definitely not love if I talked about love, and it was not sibling if I talked about family affection, but it was more comfortable to be with Yu Ping. Can friendship be developed between men and women in the Song Dynasty?

After the several people sacrificed their respects, the elder sister said, "Yuping, come to your mother's grave to take a look."

"Thanks."

"Silly girl, what are you thanking?"

They were in Nanshan, a little far away. After walking more than two miles, Yuping hid in front of her mother's grave and cried. Her experience was even more pitiful. Since the Later Zhou Dynasty, they had been in trouble with the Khitan, and the two countries did not engage in trade and did not communicate with each other. Even after her father captured the Khitan, Yuping could not know whether it was death or life.

Song Jiu silently picked up Xintu. Yuping was just a little girl and her status was a bit bad. The grave was almost flat because the wind and rain were blowing. The three brother-in-law also came to help, and soon a tall Xintu grave appeared.

In China, the dead are the most important. Yuping was so grateful that she wanted to cry, but her elder sister helped her.

Those who die will die forever, and those who live must live.

After the jade apple was worshipped, Song Jiu laid a felt on the ground, placed the food and water bags on the felt, and invited everyone to eat.

It is the late autumn season, and everything begins to turn yellow. However, today the wind is not strong, the weather is clear, the cloudless, and the sun shines on people, making people feel very warm. It is also the golden season for travel, and the noise and singing of tourists come everywhere.

The little guys didn't care and started fighting for the fruit to eat.

Sister Qi tasted a bite of the chrysanthemum cake and was amazed: "Xiaojiu, you can make chrysanthemum cakes delicious."

"Sister Qi, although you praise me, it would be delicious if you add sugar, bees and chickens to steam them. Chrysanthemum cake and Pepsi. If the child eats BBK, you can eat more, and you will have a child who will rise step by step in the future."

"We have this blessing."

"If you don't talk about children, Jiuer, will you recruit children?" asked the eldest sister.

"Don't worry, when my nephew gets older, I'll recruit him in as well."

"That's so thankful to my brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law, you're a little embarrassed to say this. When I was a child, I was not the one who led a few sisters to pull me up with great difficulty."

The eldest brother-in-law lowered his head in shame.

Yuping's eyes flashed with autumn waves. I often heard something. Zhao Kuangyi made Song Jiu's bargaining a headache, but Yuping saw a lot of gold-like brilliance on Song Jiu, such as this kind of mind... This is very bad. As Zhao Kuangyi thought, he loved Song Jiu so much, and the more he dated, the more he loved him so much...

The group returned to the capital. When Song Jiu's family arrived, Song Jiu opened the door. The Zhao brothers rewarded many cloths, most of which were unused, and some gold. Song Jiu did not dare to exchange them for copper coins. It was too conspicuous, so they all exchanged for silver. There was no bank. Like other people, they dug a hole in the ground, made a solid wooden box, and buried it underground. In fact, this was the most backward place in ancient times, and they kept calling for money. In order to have enough money to circulate, the court even acquiesced to the Sui and Tang dynasties.

Copper coins are traded on the market. How many copper coins have been cast in total since the Sui Dynasty? The main reason is that they are kept at home like Song Jiu and did not allow them to be circulated. But there is no other good way, either they are placed in the money cabinet and they have to pay the storage fee. Maybe the money cabinet will go bankrupt without a penny. Or the money cabinet is entitled to usury and usury is not the work that Song Jiu does. Therefore, the Song Dynasty has always lacked money, but later generations can dig tens of thousands of copper coins underground. The owner of this copper coins is learning from Song Jiu's approach...

It's not money, it's painting.

Song Jiu opened the last picture, and the few people were stunned at the time. Cui'er stared at it and almost couldn't leave it. She said, "It's so beautiful."

The eldest sister didn't speak, thought for a long time, and said, "I know how you made money, but where is your principal?"

This is not a small amount of money. That project can cost tens of thousands of yuan, or even reach more than tens of thousands of yuan. If you sell all the families, you can't make up the capital for a project.

It is the overall planning of the future Hezhou, main shops, docks, Shuanghongqiao, amusement parks, luxury hotels, schools, opera houses, gymnasiums, gold shops, high-end commercial areas, ordinary commercial areas, high-end residential areas, plus neat planning and strange and luxurious buildings. Once built, it will become Pudong, the Tokyo city of Pudong, and may surpass the future Xiangguo Temple and become the Bund of Kaifeng, Tokyo!

Song Jiu told a group of yamen that it is the most beautiful and fun place in Tokyo City, and the most prosperous place in the future will probably be in Xiangguo Temple. There is no way, but people are in the city center and gain the advantage of the local area. But bringing beauty and fun with them is undoubtedly the Hezhou of the future.

"Sister, don't worry, many people will automatically send the money to me."

"nonsense."

"Everyone can go to heaven, and there is nothing that cannot be done."

Yuping covered her mouth and was very happy.

But it's not that simple either.

It was dusk, and the birds were chirping and they were about to return to their nests.

Song Jiu wanted to cook, so he asked his elder sister to snatch it: "What kind of food is your elder man cooking?"

He wanted to talk about the old woman in the Zhang family, but in the end he didn't say anything. After dinner, Yuping reluctantly went back. Song Jiu had no good idea. Cui'er also told him that our young lady would not receive customers and would close the door soon. If the main store was built and she would come to the main store, she would be well-known, face, income, and unyielding. Guanjian main store was still far away. Or let Yuping return the store and take out some money to redeem her. There was no need to take the money by herself. I guess Yuping would happily take out the money. However, where would she settle it? If she has an empty house, can she settle it? What did that happen?

There is a solution, that is, to delay, in the words of great men, exchange time for space! So Song Jiu not only brought twenty-one students to research and development, but also brought twenty officials sent by the court to research and development. When he started, this was more beneficial to the court, and it would be easier to understand after learning from the research and development. At least it proved that Song Jiu had one sentence that was not false, that was the technology that should be handed over. I would not hide my own personal information, and I would definitely hand it over to the court.

Zhao Kuangyin did something happily.

A few days later, Eunuch Liu brought a group of people to the Song family. The old acquaintance was not him, but a young man in yellow clothes. He looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, and the people could wear yellow, but it was not the kind of pure yellow. Pure yellow can only be worn by the royal family.

Song Jiu couldn't help but look at the boy suspiciously.

Eunuch Liu said, "This is the eldest prince."

Song Jiu knew about it, took a look at it, and said to be honest, the Zhao family's current appearance is not very good, and they all have that kind of fat face, and they are very dark, Zhao Dezhao is no exception. He can't call him the crown prince. Although he has just left the house, he is only twelve or thirteen years old and has not been crowned as a defensive envoy in Guizhou. Song Jiu bowed: "I have seen Your Highness the Prince."

"Flat," Zhao Dezhao said. The little guy probably hadn't gone out anyway, and looked at the school with excitement.

Song Jiu asked in a low voice: "Eunuch Liu, what's the point of doing the prince coming to the humble house?"

"It's Your Majesty's intention, let him come and watch for a few days."

Song Jiu thought of a short story, saying that the Song Dynasty did not value literature but rather military affairs. Zhao Kuangyin used literati to govern the country, but did not abolish his martial arts. He even started his business as a general and looked down on literati in his heart. This is the Taizu Dynasty of Song Dynasty, not the Taizu Dynasty of history books after tampered by literati. Song Jiu had had several times with the Zhao brothers, but he couldn't figure out their personalities, and he didn't know the inside story of the court, and his qualifications were not enough! One thing seems to be able to verify the words of that writer, that is, the origin of the important minister in the court.

Here, most of the civil officials started their careers with meritorious scholars in the army, such as Zhao Pu and Li Chuyun. They cannot be described as simple literati. Many people have gone to the battlefield with their own eyes and killed people. There are very few scholars who have truly become Confucian. Maybe Zhao Kuangyin saw the benefits of learning the matter and could put learning the matter and learn the matter in his heart above Confucianism, so he asked the prince to observe and further promote the learning in silent language. That was a good thing, yes, but Song Jiu hesitated for a while and said: "Eunuch Liu, I am so humble, this student dare not accept it."

Too scary!
Chapter completed!