"Don't listen to the sound of leaves hitting through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A raincoat can last for the rest of your life.

The chilly spring breeze sobered up, and the hills shone slightly, but they were greeted by the side. Looking back, there was always a bleak place, and there was no wind or rain or sunshine when I returned." Gillian said slowly, his tone was ups and downs, his eyes were shining, and he held the lyrics in front of his chest, looking intoxicated.

"Sister Shiyu, I didn't expect that the prince had written such a word." Gillian said with admiration. Shiyu was stewing beef in a small stove, adding precious medicinal materials sent by various governments. Yue'er was helping to fan the fire.

Shiyu snorted: "It's just a mad saying, it's not worth telling. Don't show it all day long. If he knows, his tail will be overturned."

"No, this is a masterpiece. If Concubine Tian invited us to visit a few days ago, I wouldn't have known that the prince had written such good lyrics. He was unparalleled, elegant and unrestrained..." The more the girl spoke, the more she looked shining in her eyes.

"He offended the emperor because of this word. Compared to this, it's nothing better than this." Shiyu retorted that Concubine Tian invited them to visit, but in fact, it was mainly to teach her some rules and etiquette of wealthy families. She was moved and didn't say much. Concubine Tian was sincere and didn't like those. Perhaps this is how the emperor would pamper her.

Gillian smiled and took her hand and said, "Sister Shiyu, a person's life is only a few decades, but good poetry and lyrics can be passed down through the ages.

Maybe we will not be alive in the world in the future. Many descendants will read the poems of the prince and talk about us. They are commemorated by thousands of descendants. When they think about it, they feel interesting and romantic and charming..."

Shiyu was stunned for a moment, smiled, touched the little girl's head, and shook her head: "I can't enjoy such blessings. If you manage it well, you will be exhausted in this life. Who cares about your affairs? Besides, you are only fifteen or sixteen, and you just want to have fun after death." She said as she straightened the hair of Jiao's forehead.

"I just need to be able to serve the prince in this life, and I don't care about anything else." Yue'er interrupted.

Several girls looked at each other and giggled. The snow outside the house had not melted yet, and the snow-white makeup was spread all over the earth.

Recently, as things come to an end, Shiyu is no longer as busy as before, and the thinner people are relaxed.

After that major storm that shocked the national political arena, what has been passed down is not only the selflessness of King Pingnan, who eliminates harm to the people, but also the strategic planning and wonderful planning of the woman behind him.

Many big men in the court, from the deputy prime minister, were all dismissed, and no one was a big shot.

But they had made great efforts but did not expect that their real opponent was not the King of Pingnan who was staring at him through various channels, but the woman behind him, a brothel who spoke out of poverty and humbleness. Unexpectedly, the royal palace was really the head of the common people.

This kind of story is more like the turmoil in the south, the wars of the world, and the scholars, the ladies and the beautiful people. After all, the love between men and women has been the most attractive topic since ancient times.

The halo of King Pingnan, the commander of the new army, the commander of the north of Beijing, the minister of the Honglu Temple, the great victory of Su Lu, etc., was already extremely dazzling, but he entrusted his wealth without reservation to a brothel woman of humble origin, how moving and romantic and charming it was.

In addition, at the previous Shangyuan Poetry Conference, King Pingnan also wrote the unique poem "Qingyu Case. Yuanxi" for him, which is even more legendary. It is difficult for such a story to be spread without anyone to spread.

There are people spreading it everywhere, and the poems would sneak away from time to time. After listening, they would giggle secretly, not letting Jiao and the others see it, for fear that they would make fun of themselves.

......

After that, people who came to the royal palace to visit were almost thrust into the house, and most of them were rejected. After this, many people had to take the team again.

In addition, Shiyu also asked someone to arrange for Sun Banzhen to contract workers. After all, although he had a bad reputation, he did a lot of things for the royal family. Sun Wenyan also began to please the royal family. Shiyu finally ordered Yan Gu to be responsible for connecting with Sun Banzhen and Sun Banzhen.

The royal palace needs the power of the open, the influence of the court, and the new army of 15,000 also needs the power of the dark side.

......

Yesterday, Zhao Si brought beef from his relative's house and sent some to the royal palace. The beef is rare in Jingguo, so the kitchen will naturally ask the general manager of Shiyu.

Some poems should be given to others, and the others should be left to the rest of the mansion.

Ah Jiao carefully put away the paper and giggled, "Sister Shiyu is always like this. She is holding the prince's thorn in her mouth, and she is always sleeping at night and is looking forward to the prince coming back soon."

"No, I can't do it." Shiyu quickly argued.

"I only heard it last night." Jiao Jiao said. It was cold these days. They thought about it and got together to sleep warmly and could tell stories. The stories were what the prince said, but not everyone listened to it. Yue'er and Jiao listened the most, and Shiyu and Qiu'er listened less.

At night, I was so afraid that I would get into the quilt and dare not come out, so I had to cover the quilt and listen.

"Don't talk nonsense..." Shiyu blushed, "I...I said he was because I owe him."

Gillian giggled, and Yue'er also interrupted: "When will the prince come back? It's almost the Chinese New Year."

"I don't know... Humph, it was all his own decision, saying that he would go to the mountains to suppress the bandits, otherwise he would have come back long ago." Shi Yu was dissatisfied, and Wang Tong, the governor of Ningjiang, wrote a letter to the mansion to explain the situation.

"There will be no danger, right?" Yue'er asked worriedly.

"No, just a few bandits." Shi Yu said. He had inexplicable confidence in the guy and was still worried. For Yue'er, she still said so, "When he comes back, it's time to prepare for the wedding. The Prime Minister's Mansion has been here several times these days."

After saying this, Gillian blushed. As stated in advance, the prince came from Jiangzhou. It was their wedding. Duke De was so happy that he even chose the days, but he didn't expect that he would go to suppress the bandits again.

"What's shy, I'll get married sooner or later." Shiyu teased her.

Gillian was extremely shy and blushed and counterattacked: "Sister Shiyu said goodbye to me, aren't you and the prince already husband and wife?"

Shiyu's face turned red, she knew what Ah Jiao was saying, and reached out to scratch her itch: "Little girl, I don't learn well at a young age."

"Hehe, it's obviously Sister Shiyu's leader...we don't know." Gillian pulled back and avoided her with a smug smile.

Yue'er looked at them and laughed. Both of them asked Yue'er to help scratch each other. Yue'er was in a dilemma, so they just scratched each other, and the few of them became a mess...

The fuss was almost the same, and the three little girls were sank on the ground, panting. Shiyu was afraid that they would catch a cold, so she went upstairs to take off the quilt and blanket and let them mat.

"Sister Shiyu, I heard that the Jin people captured Shangjing." Gillian asked weakly.

"Yeah." Shiyu nodded and added charcoal to the small furnace with pliers. "I just told me yesterday that the court is shocking now. Many ministers are silent. Those who did not value Jin's envoys are now shouting every day to negotiate with the Jin people. The threshold of the inn has been almost cut off in the past few days."

"No wonder grandpa doesn't have time to come to the palace." Gillian sighed.

Shiyu said as she opened the lid of the casserole, checked whether the beef was cooked, and then continued: "It's very messy outside now. You don't have to go out. There are some clues around the court and the streets and alleys, and people are in panic.

After all... I feel panicked when I think about it. It has been less than a year since Wanyan Wugunai started his army. Within this year, he has broken through Tokyo, Zhongjing, Shangjing, and many surrounding cities. The more I think about it, the more terrifying he feels."

Shiyu said and covered the lid: "Besides, it is said that Wanyan Wugunai had only a few thousand warriors when he raised his army. When he defeated Liao and went to Beijing, he had only 40,000 to 50,000 troops, but so many people defeated the Liao army one after another, and added up to hundreds of thousands.

Now everyone is circulating the mantra that came from the Liao Kingdom, "The Jurchens are not satisfied with ten thousand, and they are invincible."

Speaking of this, Shiyu's voice became low, and the two little girls no longer had their smiles, and invisible shadows enveloped everyone's heart.

"This person is really a hero in his lifetime..." Gillian whispered in a low voice.

"He must be not as powerful as the prince." Yue'er whispered.

Shiyu and Ajiao looked at her and both laughed, but they were a little reluctant.

The poem did not explain in detail, but Ji Chunsheng actually explained it clearly. Before and after, Wanyan Wugu defeated more than 400,000 Liao army, and he had only 20,000 to 30,000 elite troops. She said that 50,000 refers to the army that expanded after recruiting the people of Liao...

This is bad news that no one wants to hear. She has tried to speak softly, but it is still scary.

She gently hugged the two little girls, "It's okay, I'm going to Beijing for thousands of miles away. Besides, there are tens of thousands of imperial guards in the north of Guan, the Yang family army in Taiyuan, and hundreds of thousands of imperial guards in the camp outside the capital."

Gillian and Yue'er nodded.

Shiyu said: "Let's go and ask Qiu'er to come for dinner. After Yue'er and me wash the dishes, Jiao goes to get the quilt, and listen to Jiao tell stories together at night."

"Okay, okay!" Yue'er jumped up happily.

Gillian nodded, and Shiyu pulled them out of the yard.

.........

"Sister Qiu'er, it will take a while to heat it to the expected temperature. You can go inside and roast it for a while." Tie Niu rubbed his hands.

Qiu'er shook her head, "It's okay, I'm waiting here."

She was surrounded by a maid, Tie Niu's sister, named Tiehua.

She is the opposite of Tie Niu. She is tall and strong, and even stronger than many men. So everyone joked that Tiehua and Tie Niu had the wrong hand, and they didn't bring any handfuls, and they brought any handfuls that shouldn't bring.

Seeing that she was strong and strong, Qiu'er kept her by her side. She was capable and convenient, and everyone was a daughter.

In fact, Qiu'er is very cold. Every morning, Sister Shiyu will send someone to shovel all the snow. She knows that this is for her own good, so she can't let anyone down.

Especially after hearing the news that Shangjing was conquered recently.

Qiu'er has her own ideas. She doesn't care how powerful the hero Wanyan Wuguna is in people's mouth is, nor does she care about the so-called "Journal is not as full as ten thousand, and is invincible", because no matter how powerful a person is, he is only a flesh and blood body. As long as the kinetic energy is enough, no one can resist it.

So she went to Zhao Jishu and asked about Shiyu, and asked many details, paying special attention to how Wanyan Wugunai treated the people of Liao.

Although few people paid attention to it, she still received some news from Sister Shiyu. Wanyan Wuguna not only had the victory in the court's battle report, but also had ruthless and bravery. He not only did not burn, kill, loot the people in Liao, but also treated them leniently, appeased the people and reduced corvee labor.

This made Qiu'er even more scared.

Wanyan Wugunai's reputation and these methods, if he wants to go south in a few years, he might even be in charge of a million troops!

Qiu'er understands what can stop him - new motivation!

Steam engines are not just about being able to rotate. As long as there is a steam engine, they can build ships with iron, build higher-strength and longer barrels, increase the output of steel, and can arm a large steel army, iron armor fleet, and firearm army in a short time.

Built with manpower and water power alone, even in a few years, they could not arm the army that was enough to resist drought with the Jin Dynasty.

Qiu'er was anxious and said to the extreme, and she wanted to experiment without eating or drinking.

The steam engine is already available, but the problem is that the forged cylinders will always explode and start to explode as soon as the pressure is high.

Without high pressure, there would be no greater power, but the cylinder could not withstand such long-term high pressure. She tried many changes. Craftsmen such as Zhao Si, Tieniu, Zhurong also gave her ideas and tried various solutions hundreds of times.

Whether it is to increase the casting surprise, increase the volume, change the shape to change the way of stress, or even think of adding more flexible copper and other metals into the cylinder material, it has no effect...

As the pressure rises, the cylinder starts to explode over time.

It’s like there is a magical force that always opens the cylinder at critical moments, and no matter how strong it is, it’s useless.

Gillian was so busy these days that she was so anxious that she was thinking. In addition, the news that Jin Guoke went to Beijing made her anxious.

She personally supervised this new plan again. After a while, as the coke added to the furnace burned, the water vapor began to steam. At her signal, the iron flower stepped forward and opened the valve. The steam began to inject. Slowly, a huge iron wheel of about 100 kilograms turned rapidly under the drive of the machine, and it became faster and faster.

This is not the first time Qiu'er and a few craftsmen in the royal palace have seen this kind of scene. The key is whether they can last for a long time.

The hundreds of kilograms of iron wheels were buzzing and the sound of the wind was buzzing. Such power could not be achieved by human power. No matter how brave a person was, he would be pulled into pieces of meat whenever he encountered it.

Time passed slowly, and the iron cow added several times in the middle, and Zhao Si also came...

Slowly, half an hour passed, the big iron wheel was still rotating rapidly, and everyone slowly smiled. Half an hour passed, but it was still okay!
To be continued...