Royal Road

Before dawn, the farms in the distance rang loudly and crowed. With the **** crowing, the entire Liang Mansion woke up from sleep and got busy.

Liang Rong also got up early. Today is an important day, so he got up on his own without being reminded. Under the service of the maid, the little guy carefully cleans his face and freshen up, put on new clothes and embroidered colorful shoes, and rushes to the main house.

In the main courtyard, Liang Feng has also gotten up. Today is Zhengdan, also called Yuanchen and Yuanchun, which is the first year of the year. In ancient times, the beginning of the year was not consistent. The Yin calendar of the Shang Dynasty took the twelfth lunar month (December) as the first month, and the Zhou Dynasty’s weekly calendar took the winter month (November) as the first month. After the unification of the Qin Dynasty, the first month was Yangchun (October). ) Is the first month. It was not until the time of Han Wu that it followed the Xia dynasty's Xia calendar, taking Meng Xiyue (January) as the first month. The day of Zhengdan is also the first day of the new year of the future generations.

It is natural to celebrate the Spring Festival. Fortunately, "keeping the old age" has not yet become a rule at this time, otherwise it will be a patient and a child. Liang Feng didn't play arbitrarily, so he waited until the first day of the middle school.

Just after packing up, someone reported Xiaolangjun to come. Liang Feng smiled, seated in the main hall, and saw a small sculpted jade ball walking into the room with short legs, leaning over to his head: "My boy, I wish my father good health and longevity."

Happy New Year to the elders and pay respects. Looking at the serious look of the little guy, Liang Feng said with a smile: "Rong'er will also be safe and happy this year. Here, here is the lucky money for you."

Not understanding what the New Year's Eve money meant, Liang Rong blinked, got up and took the things his father had handed over. It was a small pouch embroidered with a tiger's head, and there was something in it. Liang Rong untied the rope curiously, poured it out and took a look, he couldn't help but let out a soft hum. It turned out that there were five exquisite and unique pieces of money in it. They were not big and looked like five baht. They were also hollowed out and painted, which looked very exquisite and lovely.

Liang Feng touched the little guy's head: "The money is New Year's Eve, Rong'er collects it, and I will add another one in the coming year."

Liang Rong nodded his head hard, and carefully tied his pouch around his waist. Liang Feng said to Luzhu again: "Everyone in the mansion will post hundreds of texts today as New Year's Day money."

Baiwen is not too much, but the meaning is very good. Luzhu should be pleased, and then he asked: "Langjun, can you burn the bamboo?"

Liang Feng nodded: "Go."

After receiving the order, Lu Zhu led a few servants to light a fire in the court, and put three long bamboo poles into the fire. After a while, the bamboo body made a crackling sound. This is also a necessary ceremony for Zhengdan, burning bamboo poles to drive away evil spirits. In the era when there was no gunpowder, real bamboo was burned during the Chinese New Year, and later generations of firecrackers have the common name of "firecracker".

Hearing the sound, Liang Rong couldn't help but look at it, and the children of later generations were quite excited to watch the firecrackers. Liang Feng was thinking about the gunpowder in his heart. He naturally knows the black powder formula, one nitrate, two sulfur and three charcoal. However, this kind of earthwork does not reach the real military level. If you want to use black gunpowder as a weapon, rather than listening to the sound of a firecracker, you must go through professional purification and fine-grained proportioning. Obviously, this kind of laboratory work cannot be done by Liang Feng himself.

At the same time, the development of gunpowder is too dangerous, and if people who do not understand any chemical principles do experiments, it is almost impossible to cause trouble. How to put the gunpowder into use is also a major issue. These are still too far away for the Liang Mansion, so Liang Feng has no plans to start researching this aspect immediately. At least you have to find the right talent before you can give it a try...

As I was thinking, the sound of firecrackers eased, and it was obvious that they had burned to the end.

Looking at Liang Rongyi's unfinished face, Liang Feng smiled, took his little hand, and walked to the family temple.

In the main hall, the heads gradually gathered. Today is Zhengdan, the heads of several workshops and all the stewards will also come to celebrate the new year to the head of the family. The first to arrive were Jiang Jiangtou and Jiang Ni and his son. After the pottery workshop started to make white porcelain last year, the profit alone made tens of millions of dollars, which accounted for 10% of the dividend. The Jiang family and his sons are not what they used to be.

Now there is another big kiln in the pottery workshop, and the number of potters has increased to more than 20. There are also many engravers and painters hired by Jiang Ni. Pottery's production is no longer limited to the original simple dishes. Complex objects such as Boshan furnace, lotus statue, and chicken head pot have also begun trial production. If they can be made into one, it is common to make several times the profit.

With confidence, the waist naturally stiffened. With the new objects for Lunar New Year, Jiang Jiangtou mustered his energy and wanted to make a splash in front of everyone. However, as soon as he stood still, Liu Jiangtou also took his son into the main courtyard.

"Ah, Brother Jiang is here first." Liu Jianghe smiled, "I wish you a happy life and the best of all seasons."

Seeing Liumutou and his dull son, Jiang Jiangtou immediately felt a little suffocated. Taofang's profitability is indeed not bad, but Zhifang is even more amazing. Just selling paper is the same as selling books, but I don’t know how much money I’ve made back. It was a lot of business that went through Jiang Ni's hands, which made him somewhat more face.

Humph, look at the pottery workshop this year burned new objects, can your paper workshop compare to it! Jiang Jiang murmured in his head, but his face was full of smiles: "Brother Cheng said, let's get rich together!"

The two talked and laughed, and the later Ding Jiangtou didn't mean to join in at all. He just said hello and thought about things alone. The bookstore was originally in charge of Chaoyu, but in the morning she accompanied Xiaolangjun to the family temple. She had never been to the courtyard and replaced it with the great master Wei Fonu. This man was cautious, stood aside and smiled honestly, and didn't say much. Even the manager Aliang didn't dare to come forward to strike up a conversation.

The few people in the part were the latest to come, but the status was there, and even A Liang had to come forward to greet them. Yi Yan glanced at the courtyard and found that the lord was not there. He immediately lost his mind and gave Zhang He all the support work. He walked to the family temple alone.

In this room, Liang Feng had already paid his respects, and hit Yi Yan head-on. Seeing the person who was looking for, Yi Yan immediately took two steps: "Lord, my subordinates come to celebrate the New Year! May the lord recover soon and live a long life! This is the evil jade carved by the subordinates, and I hope the lord will accept it!"

What he held in his hand turned out to be a piece of jade pendant with a lot of patterns carved on it, which seemed to take a lot of effort.

Liang Feng couldn't help but smiled, took the jade pendant, unwrapped the purse from his waist and handed it over: "You have a heart. This is the New Year's money. Keep it."

Yi Yan took the bag and opened it immediately, only to see a perfect silver coin lying in it. With a pounding heart, he quickly drew out the rope and hung his pocket on his chest.

Liang Rong who followed widened his eyes. How can the pouch hang on the neck! And why did Grandpa give him special money for the New Year's Eve? Shouldn’t it be for yourself?

Secretly raised himself a seniority level, Liang Feng was in a good mood, and asked with a smile: "Are everyone here in the courtyard?"

"The craftsmen and the battalion squadron are here, along with Aliang and Zhou Kan." Yi Yan replied neatly.

"Well, let's go." Liang Feng stepped into the main courtyard.

Seeing that the Patriarch had returned, all the master craftsmen and the stewards immediately congratulated. Liang Feng smiled and nodded: "Today is Zhengdan, we should have fun together. Come and prepare for the table."

Unexpectedly, they would be left to eat, and many people blushed their cheeks. They are just euphemists, craftsmen, with low status, so why have they ever sat with the nobles? But apart from the excitement, everyone felt grateful. The landlord treats them very well, if there is no landlord, how can they have their current glory? ! This life was given by the landlord, and he should die for it!

The servants below quickly put on the table, and everyone took their seats according to their identities. Seeing that the host was also sitting in the main seat, Jiang Jiantou hurriedly got up and said: "Today is the first year of the year, a set of tea cups has been burned in the pottery to celebrate the new year for the host!

With that, he got up and offered a wooden box.

Unexpectedly, I also brought a gift. Liang Feng smiled and took the box from Green Bamboo and took out the porcelain inside. It is a set of fine white porcelain cups, one pot and five cups. The body of the kettle is round and the belly is painted with lotus patterns, like a bud. The cup is like a lotus petal, the same size, smooth and pleasant. Paired together, like a blooming lotus, graceful and elegant, it can be called a boutique.

"Good ingenuity, good mood." Liang Feng couldn't help sighing. In just half a year, the pottery workshop's aesthetic appeal and carving craftsmanship have made great progress. It seems that the newly recruited craftsman is of good standard.

Full of joy being praised by the host, Jiang Jiang sat back with his head up and his chest high. Who else can overshadow the limelight of Taofang?

Unexpectedly, before he could sit still, Liu Jiang's head stood up: "There is also a thing in Mufang, to celebrate the new year for the host."

With that, Liu Lin behind him took out something from his arms and offered it respectfully. Liang Feng just glanced at it and said with joy, "Is the waterwheel made?"

"Enjoy the lord, the villain and several other craftsmen tried to produce for two months, and finally succeeded!" Liu Jiang's face was flushed, and he replied loudly.

I saw a wooden waterwheel in front of Liang Feng. It was very similar in shape to later generations. It was in a wheel shape with a wooden trough for drawing water. As long as it was placed in the river to create a water level drop, the wheel could be driven by water. , Kick the water on the shore. The original keel rollover was driven by human trampling. With this waterwheel, water can be easily drawn from the river without manual work. It is definitely a weapon!

Liang Feng had already told Mufang about this idea, but due to the limited technical level, the finished product has never been successfully trial-produced. Unexpectedly, it should appear in his case now. It seems that the carpenters who followed the refugees into the mansion before are of good level. The technology is still more advanced with the more exchanges. If there are more craftsmen, I am afraid that things like improving textile machines will not be a dream.

"You guys have worked so hard! With this, there will be a bumper harvest this year at the mansion!" Liang Feng praised with satisfaction.

Tao Fang was immediately suppressed, but looking at the extremely complicated windmill, even Jiang Jiantou couldn't say a word. Subsequently, the paper workshop offered dyed new paper, the iron workshop offered a hundred-made short knives, and the book workshop offered exquisite Buddha statues. Everything is carefully prepared.

Aliang chuckled and said: "Every workshop has new things, and it depends on the master's guidance. Last month, two hundred and sixty people were added to the mansion, all of them young and strong, and there are bound to be more in the spring. Those who are available, join the Liang Mansion!"

Yi Yan also said: "The auxiliary soldiers have been enlisted to two hundred, make up for the original number, and the training can be completed before the spring ploughing."

Zhou Kan coughed: "I also picked out twelve children and began to teach math. If it goes well, there should be success in half a year..."

It's the same, it's a happy event. Liang Feng looked around the people with excitement and sighed in his heart, how could such a scene be thought of a few months ago? Picking up the wine glass at hand, he said to everyone: "The changes in the mansion are all because of the monarchs. I only hope that in the coming year, I will be able to reach the top again!"

This is the wine toasted by the lord, and everyone present was very excited, drinking with a toast.

Steaming dishes were also served. Everyone had meat, eggs, vegetables and vegetables, and a bowl full of dumplings. However, in this era, dumplings are different from the northern style of eating dumplings, which are served with soup and are called "wontons." Use lamb as the filling, mix with chopped radish, and bite into it. The soup is full of oil, sweet and delicious. With a bowl of full-flavored broth, people who can eat it feel comfortable.

Big bowls of soup and big chunks of meat are not at all concerned about the party, but they are delicious and appropriate, just like an ordinary family banquet. In the face of such a banquet, there is no way for everyone to be cautious, feasting, and full of joy in the room!

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With a snap, Bai Yuruyi fell to the ground and split into several segments. Sima Teng scolded angrily: "That thief dared to go on the same level as your Majesty!"

Luoyang sent back news that on Zhengdan day, Sima Ying and the emperor were of the same order, the sword was on the temple, and he was worshipped by hundreds of officials. As the prime minister, he has such behaviors, which is simply to do Weiwu's things. How could those cunning officials fail to smell it? Many people have written a letter asking Sima Ying to be the emperor's brother-in-law. If that person really becomes the emperor's brother, how many more days can the emperor live?

I hate that thief is too fast! The generals in the temple were cleaned up before Simaying entered the city, and then replaced with a line of people from Yecheng. The plan for the uprising was not ready yet, and the way forward was cut off. Now my brother dare not act rashly in the city, he can only act perfunctorily. However, Luoyang has been ruined by the war and the plunder of the rebellious soldiers. Sima Ying, who is keen on extravagance, will not stay in this empty city for too long.

When Sima Ying returns to Yecheng, brother will be able to free his hand to Qingjun's side, right? Thinking about it this way, the more arrogant and domineering Sima Ying is, the more convenient it is for them to act. Humph, he wants to see how the people from Yecheng are going to respond!

The anger in his heart finally diminished slightly, Sima Teng said coldly: "I heard that there was a disturbance on the left side of the Huns?"

Someone immediately said below: "It was a group of rebellious soldiers, but they had been wiped out by Gaodu's defense, and they were sent along with their heads. There are more than 400 records!"

"Is there anything else?" The frost on Sima Teng's face was slightly reduced. The group of Huns has always been a major concern for him. The five parts surround Taiyuan, and they are almost sharp, so that he is always remembered by the governor of the state. Now that one checkpoint defense can wipe out four or five hundred insurgents, how can he not make him feel good?

"Where is that person? Present the good news." Sima Teng is not a diligent person, but now he urgently needs to find something to calm his anger.

The bottom confidant didn't even know, he quickly found out the victory report of Wu Ling that day, and submitted it. After reading the battle report with one glance and three lines, Sima Teng laughed: "This one is available! Let's seal a captive general and reward one hundred thousand dollars!"

Wu Ling's original errand was a thousand-person superintendent, a rank six. General Polu is a fifth-rank, directly promoted to the first level, it is also considered preferential treatment. However, 100,000 yuan is not a big sum. Sima Teng has always been stingy with his subordinates, and he is already in a good mood to be able to give so much money.

After thinking about it again, Sima Teng added: "He is now guarding Taihangxing, and it happens that Zhiguanxing is also near Gaodu. Let him guard it together."

These two roads are the main roads leading to Sizhou, and they are very close to the left part of the Xiongnu. Since Wu Ling can fight, let him do more work. It is really hard to find a general, his confidant still has to stay in Baixing and Fukouxing, where is the best way to enter Yecheng from Bingzhou.

Arranging errands casually, Sima Teng was about to put down his papers, and suddenly he said: "The Liang Mansion mentioned in the good news, but that Liang Feng's mansion?!"

"It's Liang Zixi..."

"This vertical!" Seeing Liang Feng's name taboo, Sima Teng suddenly became angry again. This trip to Luoyang was caused by this bastard. If he didn't want to present a law to prevent the epidemic, why should he be trapped for months and not get out?

"The order is passed down, let Liang Zixi come to Jinyang as soon as possible, I have to ask carefully why the epidemic prevention method does not work..." Sima Teng gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"I'm afraid it's wrong." The bookkeeper standing next to him finally said, "Now that the general wants to make a big thing, how can he wait for the celebrities? Then Liang Zixi rescued the Bingzhou epidemic, and porridge in the city. After the winter, I don't know how much he saved. Life. He has a close relationship with the Wang Clan of Taiyuan and the Wenxi Pei Clan. If he is easy to inquire, wouldn't he hurt the faces of the two families?"

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, that person would have gotten so many ways. Sima Teng frowned: "Is there no way to punish him?"

"Such a noble family has no power to restrain the chicken. It is so easy to want to punish the crime. But the king of Chengdu killed Lu Pingyuan, provoking the centrifugal renunciation of countless nobles, and ruining the reputation among the ruling and the opposition. If you want to achieve great things, I am afraid that you will have to invite celebrities. , With the help of the power of the valve..." the master book patiently persuaded.

"Just like Brother Wang reusing Wang Yan?" Sima Teng frowned.

He has always been uncomfortable with Wang Yan, and he is slanderous, mostly invisible. However, this person is very famous and has won many talents for Brother Brother. It is precisely because of this that Brother Brother's reputation among the gentry is getting better and better.

"That's it. If there is no golden horse bones, how come a thousand miles of horses?" The master book smiled.

"Never mind. Then invite him to the General's Mansion as a subordinate." Sima Teng snorted coldly, but it was cheaper.

"The general is generous!" The master secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Before Sima Teng was not in Bingzhou, I don't know the secret of Liang Feng's relationship with Wang Wen. Isn't it possible to recruit Liang Feng into the general's mansion to sell the favor of the Wang Clan in Taiyuan?

As for Liang Zixi, when he went to the General's Mansion as an officer, he was still at the mercy of others? As long as Sima Teng can let out such a bad breath, everything will be easy to say...