Song Beiyun

"Little lady, I see you are holding a lot of things in your hands. Would you like me to help you?"

Song Beiyun took his son to see the little girl to pick a daughter-in-law, while Qiaoqiao and Biluo continued to visit their daughter's market to buy some rouge, gouache, silk and satin.

This kind of thing is inevitable for women in ancient and modern times, but when they were in high spirits, two gorgeously dressed men stopped in front of them. It was nothing frivolous, just strike up a conversation.

But they didn't expect that if it wasn't for Biluo's hand gesticulating behind them, the two of them would have fallen to the ground and their lives were uncertain.

Qiaoqiao was angry and wanted to call someone, but Biluo gently pulled Qiaoqiao's hand, and walked forward coquettishly: "Thank you two brothers for your kindness, I am somewhat inconvenient."

"Little lady, don't say that. Why don't you take the two of you over there for a drink and a chat."

"But I really don't need it, thank you two brothers." Biluo repeatedly declined, smiled and then pulled Qiaoqiao to leave.

But that's all, those two prodigal sons still refused to let go, just when they were about to go forward to stop her for the third time, Biluo just pulled Qiaoqiao back a step, stretched out her hand and beckoned lightly, then from Two people walked over from the crowd, they patted the shoulders of the two flamboyant people, and said, "Boss wants to see you."

Then he dragged them out, Biluo just smiled the whole time, but didn't say a word.

"Biluo...is that your person?"

"No, it belongs to the officials." Biluo smiled and said, "I just listen to my orders temporarily."

Qiaoqiao blinked her eyes a few times, thinking that the dragger just now didn't look like a good person in terms of figure and appearance, she was even a little surprised why Biluo recognized these people.

"Aren't they bad guys?"

"Bad guy? That's right." Bi Luo pursed her lips and smiled, "But for my sister and me, the one who blocks the way is the bad guy."

Turning her head, Qiaoqiao looked at Biluo with a different look, so she asked about Biluo's life experience.

If someone else asked such a question, she would have to slap her mouth, but since she asked Qiaoqiao, Biluo naturally wanted to answer, so she told Qiaoqiao about her life experience.

Although Qiaoqiao is a child from the countryside, she has been protected by Aunt Hong, Yusheng, and Song Beiyun since she was a child. Even if she has an asshole father, she has never seen any dangers in the world. When she was suffering, she was so shocked that she couldn't believe it.

"Your life is so miserable..."

"It's not bitter." Biluo clasped her pretty hands, and said softly, "Now that my sister and I are reunited, there are still people protecting me, so why bother?"

"You ask someone to bring your younger sister, too. If you can't, just stay in the mansion. We don't need this food." Qiaoqiao said firmly: "You don't even have to ask Beiyun, I'll make the decision for you. He has to listen to me."

"Just like sister Qiaoqiao adopted the prince back then?" Biluo frowned and laughed: "The officials have said it more than once or twice, that it is sister Qiaoqiao who changed his life."

"Ha...haha..." Qiaoqiao scratched her head: "I just can't bear to see people suffer. Back then, the dog was...so big."

"Then I'll just listen to my sister, but my sister... is a bit afraid of people, so she doesn't live in the mansion anymore." Biluo sighed leisurely: "She is a poor person."

When the two of them were drinking some fruit juice and sweet water at the street stall, they happened to see the figures of the two apprentices just now. They were thrown on the corner of the street, not to mention their noses and faces were swollen, and their clothes were stripped off. Go, those two people are like white chickens, standing in the crowd wearing only obscene trousers, with red paint pen written on their chests "molesting women" and their hair was cut into dog gnaws, because they were ashamed to see people , I had no choice but to cover my face with the fan in my hand, and the passers-by around me pointed at them one after another, with contempt in their laughter.

"Hahaha..." Qiaoqiao pointed at the other end, looking at the ugliness of the two people: "It's so interesting!"

Bi Luo smiled and said, "If this is Lin'an, these two people will be the two of you at the bottom of the West Lake."

Qiaoqiao was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head and said in astonishment, "You...killed someone?"

"Kill." Biluo nodded, her eyes were murderous: "If you kill this kind of man, you will kill him, as long as the method is clean."

Qiaoqiao shuddered, but she couldn't say anything, after all, she couldn't get in touch with such a person in her world, but she didn't feel disgusted, but felt very refreshed, and even envied Biluo for doing such a things come.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go find the father and son."

"Ah."

And the father and son who were found at this moment, because the kite was not flying, Song Beiyun said "look at me" and then hung the kite on the tree because of too much force, causing it to be a mess and being laughed at by a cute little girl. Squatting beside a stone and speaking strange words caused the loss.

"Don't look at how high their kites are flying, the thread will definitely cut your hands later." Xiao Song held a straw stick in his mouth, and kept cursing in his mouth: "Oh, don't cry... "

The steel egg kept crying there, if it weren't for the fact that the father and son squatted there were carved out of the same mold, it would have made people think that Song Gou was abducting and selling the child.

"It's all your fault."

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me." Xiao Song picked up the broken paper kite in his hand: "I'll buy you another... no, I'll buy you all the paper kites in the city, okay? Don't cry."

"What's the use of buying it? It's all laughed at by others."

Xiao Song sighed, facing this kind of son who accepted death, he could only sigh a long time.

But at this moment, a little girl walked up to Gang Dan with short legs and carried a kite that had already flown into the sky. She first sized up Song Beiyun, and then timidly handed the handle of the kite to him. steel egg.

Steel Dan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the little girl with teary eyes, and took the handle pitifully, sniffling his nose.

"What do you want to do with other people's things?"

"Thank you, I'm very grateful." Gangdan sobbed and saluted the young lady with fists in his hands, then turned to look at Song Beiyun.

"Okay, let's go play, don't run far."

Then he saw the little girl and her silly son bouncing towards the place where the children gathered.

"It's really an advantage to look good."

Seeing his own silly son surrounded by a bunch of little girls among the children, Xiao Song felt emotional. Even if this little bastard didn't accomplish anything in the future, I'm afraid he would be able to live peacefully all his life on soft food alone.

But after thinking about it, Xiao Song laughed again. He may be the first father in the world who wants his son to eat soft rice and live a lifetime. Jin Linger and the others must not know this, otherwise he will be beaten...

"Officer."

A call pulled Song Beiyun back from the fantasy of being beaten. He looked up and saw Qiaoqiao and Biluo standing in front of him at some point, looking at him with smiles on their faces.

"You two are very proud, what's the good news?" Xiao Song asked with a smile, "Let's hear it."

Chapter 604: It's not dark on April 4th, five years

"I think something is wrong with my son."

Back home, Xiao Song pulled Jin Ling'er aside and whispered, "Don't you feel it?"

"What's wrong?" Jin Ling'er poked her head to look at her son who was sitting in front of the hall: "He's fine."

"Don't you think he's...a little too smart?"

When Song Beiyun said these words, Jin Ling'er tilted her head and looked at him, as if she saw something weird.

"I can read a thousand characters at the age of three, read the Four Books and Five Classics by the age of five, recite poems and compose Fu at the age of seven, and paint paintings in ink at the age of nine. Some people once said that if I were a man, I would be a unicorn genius who will not come out in a hundred years." Jin Ling Er pointed to herself and said, "The number one talented woman in Luzhou and even the Great Song Dynasty."

"Ah?" Xiao Song scratched his head: "And then? The lines are a bit familiar."

"You, Song Beiyun, a well-known man in the world, is in charge of the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, the Tiger Talisman of the Liao Kingdom, Ping Nanchang, Battle Changsha, Conquer Chang'an, and Shou Beiping. You have written books in your early twenties. All insightful people in the world sigh that you, Song Beiyun, should have children like you, Song Beiyun." Jin Ling'er Brows raised slightly: "What do you think about your and my children? Playing with mud and catching willows like those three-year-old yellow mouths?"

"Well... I understand a bit when you say that, but at his age...at least he shouldn't pay so much attention to girls. He pays too much attention to this."

Jin Ling'er gave Song Beiyun a blank look, but only left it to him to understand carefully, and did not answer.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Xiao Song chased her out and said, "Did you teach him something?"

"What do I teach him? It's my fault that the son doesn't teach his father. If you go to the Liao Kingdom to stay longer, your son will become the big devil."

"Don't...why are you talking angry." Xiao Song said innocently: "Isn't this a discussion with you?"

"There's nothing to discuss, he's just smarter." Jin Ling'er waved her hand: "Don't bother me, I still have things to do."

Song Beiyun, who was driven away, returned to the living room, sat opposite his son, stared at him for a long time, and then Song Beiyun suddenly asked, "Do you want to eat chicken?"

"?" Gang Dan looked at him with his head tilted like a golden bell, his face full of doubts.

"M4 or AK?"

"???"

Seeing this, Xiao Song still did not give up. He continued: "Don't pretend, I know you are also in the same business, tell me! How many years have you been here? There is a jujube tree at the door, what is the other tree? What is the molecular formula of oxygen?" ?”

"Mother!" Gang Dan's face was full of horror, he rushed to Jin Ling'er, and hugged her thigh: "Daddy is crazy!"

Jin Ling'er ran over angrily, and said to Song Beiyun with her arms crossed, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Song looked at Jin Ling'er and then at the little bastard, and heaved a sigh of relief, because when he said those words just now, the eyes of this little bastard in himself were completely confused, not pretending at all. .

"It's okay, I just want to show him something fun."

"Go ahead and try."

Jin Ling'er twisted her waist and left, and the father and son were left in the room staring at each other.

"That's right." Jin Ling'er turned around halfway and said, "Come here."

"coming."

Xiao Song rushed over, and Jin Ling'er swept him up and down: "Do you know where your reputation for eating soft rice comes from?"

"Where is it?"

"You said it yourself!" Jin Ling'er was annoyed and funny: "I asked someone to check, and guess what they said? It was said that you said it when you took the steel egg to play chess with others, and later Some of those individuals also came to Chang'an, so the news naturally spread. Everyone knows that there is a man in the Princess Mansion, but not everyone knows that this man is Song Beiyun, and this has become a fact over time."

"what?"

Xiao Song scratched his head, he seemed to have a vague impression, no wonder why the plot is familiar, it is because the export was transferred to the domestic market, and the lie came back to him after a long circle...

So this is ah……

Xiao Song, who solved the two doubts at once, was very happy. After all, he was a time traveler and it was a bit overwhelming for him to be the son of a time traveler.

But he didn't seem to have paid much attention to the eldest son, and he still feels a little guilty when he thinks about it. As for what kind of person this little brat will become, we'll see when the time comes, after all, this little thing is only in his early three years old.

In the next few days, Song Beiyun became busy. He still had a lot of backlogs to deal with, so he worked late into the night for several days in a row.

But if he has free time, he will also play with his son. For example, the most interesting thing is that he used charcoal, acid, and brass rods to make an acid battery out, and then wound a motor with copper wire. , connect the lacquered wire and the fan blades cut from bamboo, and it becomes a low-end electric fan.Father and son played all day...

And today is finally the day of Hugh Mu, Xiao Song still stays at home, as Song Beiyun who strictly enforces the policy of no overtime on rest days, even though he still has a lot of things to do, he still puts down all his work, Just squatting in the backyard of the house.

"Step hard!"

Xiao Song built a calcination furnace in the backyard of the princess mansion with the asbestos bricks from the workshop to burn charcoal. On it was a occlusal crucible, and in the crucible was a mixture of calamine and coke.The steel egg next to him was stepping hard on the bellows, his little face was flushed from holding back, and his head was covered with sweat.

Calamine is also zinc carbonate. This thing is not a scarce thing. Zinc is far simpler than iron and copper smelting, because its chemical properties are lively and its melting point is only over 400 degrees and its boiling point is only over 900 degrees. Zinc ore and coke need to be put together and heated to above 1000 degrees Celsius. Metal zinc is reduced from the ore by coke, and boils like boiling water, turning into zinc vapor.

The diversion tube that snapped the top of the crucible introduced the steam into the water, and soon a large number of metallic zinc crystals appeared in it, pure and beautiful.

After taking out these crystals and heating them for a while, they became the elemental zinc that Song Beiyun needed. After getting the zinc, the main event began.

Dilute sulfuric acid, porcelain pots, copper rods, zinc rods, this is a huge battery.Moreover, adhering to the principle of ten to nine not to lose, Song Beiyun did a big vote this time...

When a battery was ready, he sealed the opening with a wooden plug and yellow mud, connected the two ends of the copper rod and the zinc rod with enamelled copper wires, and tied the wires to the self-made motor.

Just heard a whirring sound, and the motor burned at that time...

"Such a large current?" Xiao Song took a few steps back and hugged his son to a safe place: "Just don't move here, this thing may be fatal."

After speaking, he put on his own protective equipment, stepped forward like a bear and started tossing. After adding a few resistors in the middle, he rewound the motor, so that after turning it on again, the first time in human history The Taidian fan whirred like this.

Gangdan clapped his hands happily, while Song Beiyun pulled out the copper wire and shook his finger at him: "If you think that's all it is, then you look down on your father too much."

As he said, Song Beiyun took a few thin and huge iron sheets, and he put together these iron sheets with great effort, and hit them together with a hammer around them, and then he put the hollow iron sheet about three cubic meters The leather bag was placed outside the house. After adjusting the position, it was sprayed on the iron sheet with fine charcoal powder mixed with glue.

When everything was settled, he took the two iron pipes he had prepared before, and inserted both ends into the iron bun, while the other end directly extended into the house.

"Go, go into the house."

Entering the house with cheering steel eggs, Xiao Song inserted the smaller one into one of the iron pipes after some adjustments. After confirming that it was blowing in, he led the copper wire in from the outside. After a simple switch knife, it is connected to the butt of this small fan.

"It's started, the first human heater!"

Close the switch blade, the warm air in the iron bun that has been scalded by the sun outside is replaced by the cold air in the room, and the other outlet without a fan is continuously emitting hot air.

"If it's winter, the iron sheet outside can still ignite the fire, and the air will be hot. After a while, the room will be warm and safe." Xiao Song laughed loudly with his hands on his hips: "It's been a long time since I played these things, and there are still some Rusty, I think about how to improve it and make an air conditioner."

In one day, the two fathers and sons tormented the well-endowed backyard to the point where it was dusty and messy everywhere.

But from this day on, Gang Dan finally no longer thinks that his father is a waste who eats soft food, because it is really miraculous... If those tricks are just blindfolds, then his father's tricks are nothing.

Things that can be seen on weekdays, such as copper wires and iron sheets, have come to life after this manipulation, and can move by themselves!

Of course, Song Beiyun was only focused on showing off to his son, and completely forgot to pay attention to his own personal safety. He didn't know until Zuo Rou heard the news and rushed over. He probably had to deal with Zuo Rou in addition to dealing with a small one. Otherwise, a strange woman who is not interested in anything...

That day, Xiao Song was asked a lot of unreasonable demands, for example, Zuo Rou wanted him to use a crucible to refine an elixir, or even a dog.

"Create an elixir, let me see." Zuo Rou sat on the window sill, squinting and basking in the sun, eating melon seeds: "Hurry up."

"You're dreaming." The dirty Song Beiyun spat, "Don't make strange requests all day long."

"That's really impossible, you can train a dog, it should be all right? I saw that the alchemist on the street made a bird, a dog, and a little girl. It's amazing."

"I made you Ouni sauce..." Xiao Song scolded: "This is science! It's science!!! Why do you play with the human body?"

Chapter 605: On April 4th, Five Years, You Have a Promise with the Grassland

After spending a few days with his son and letting him see how invincible his father is, Song Beiyun finally came to do business.