Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

In the barracks, cement production has started steadily some time ago.

"You have to take good care of the soldiers in the battalion, and let them keep the formula and manufacturing method of the cement strictly confidential, so that no mistakes can be made."

In the palace, Lian Ti was giving instructions to a man dressed as a general.

"This subordinate understands." The person standing under the high rank answered hurriedly with a serious face.

After the man left, Wu Qina reappeared out of nowhere.

He looked at the back of the other party leaving in a hurry, and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, do you think this cement can really be kept from leaking out?"

Lian Ti glanced at Wu Qina, who was looking worried, and didn't speak, but his eyes had already expressed the meaning clearly.

This is his own army. If he didn't even have this ability to control the army, he would have died countless times.

Wu Qina sighed, still frowning, "Your Highness built a wall with cement and sand and stone a few days ago, I went to see it yesterday. Do you know, Your Majesty? That wall is really indestructible ah……"

"So, what do you want to say?" Lian Ti's tone was light.

"Your Majesty!" Wu Qina walked around in front of Lian Ti and said worriedly: "Haven't you considered it? Let alone His Highness's identity is still the prince of Yanyun, if Nan Zhou used this method to build the city wall, we If you want to attack Southern Zhou again in the future, it will take a lot of hard work!"

Lian Ti waved away Wu Qina, who was circling around him, and asked, "Do you think Song Qingyuan suddenly thought of this method of making cement?"

"of course not."

Wu Qina naturally knew the meaning of Lian Ti's words.

It's nothing more than that since Song Qingyuan already knew the method of making cement and didn't say it when he was in Nanzhou or Yanyun, it is naturally impossible to do so now.

But everything happens in case.

Wu Qina sighed, he felt that the king had too much trust in Song Qingyuan, he couldn't help but said: "But in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, didn't His Royal Highness teach Master Nianci the method of making paper?"

Others don't know about it, but they know it well.

During this period of time, there were suddenly several paper mills in Huijing City in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and the price of the paper produced was only one-third of the price of paper on the market.

As soon as this incident happened, the families behind the paper merchants were eager to suppress these workshops, but after careful investigation, they found that these paper workshops were all owned by Daxiangguo Temple.

Master Nianci of Daxiangguo Temple is an eminent monk who is favored by Emperor Hongde, even the big family among them should be afraid of three points.

Not only that, this move has also been praised by many great Confucian scholars.

If they suppress these paper workshops at this time, they will be reviled by scholars throughout the Southern Zhou Dynasty.Not to mention hurting his own business, it would even damage the family's reputation.

Helpless, these people had no choice but to sell the paper produced by their own workshops at this price.

Not only that, Wu Qina also heard that the Daxiangguo Temple released the news that all those who work in the papermaking workshop under their name, regardless of men, women and children, can leave the papermaking workshop with papermaking technology after the agreed number of years is over.

Now the price of paper in Huijing City has dropped by more than half. If this measure can be implemented, within three years, the price of paper in the entire Southern Zhou Dynasty will drop to an unimaginable level.

Moreover, those craftsmen who had been stuck in the paper workshop for life will also regain their freedom because of the wide spread of papermaking technology.

In terms of loathing for Emperor Hongde, he and Lian Ti are far inferior to Song Qingyuan.

But it was also such a person who hated Emperor Hongde who single-handedly contributed to the current situation of the paper industry in the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

This matter alone made Wu Qina dare not fully believe in Song Qingyuan.

Of course Lian Ti knew Wu Qina's concerns, but these people still didn't have a deep understanding of Song Qingyuan.

"Song Qingyuan has been in Mobei for several months. In the past few months, has he done anything that is not good for me in Mobei?" Lian Ti opened his mouth, interrupting the admonition that Wu Qina was about to say.

"Then...it really isn't." Wu Qina shut his mouth as expected.

Not only nothing, but all the things Song Qingyuan did during his stay in Mobei were good things that would benefit the people of Mobei.

"That being the case, why are you worried that he will be unfavorable to Mo Bei?" Lian Ti turned and sat on the throne, looking down at Wu Qina.

"I... I didn't mean that, I..." Wu Qina didn't know how to describe his thoughts, and scratched his head anxiously.

If Song Qingyuan was here, he could easily understand what Wu Qina wanted to express.

Naturally, he will not do anything that is not good for Mobei, but he may do things that are good for Nan Zhou or Yan Yun.

In the eyes of Wu Qina and others, this is no different from the enemy.

"You go down first." Lianti waved his hand, and in Wu Qi's reluctant eyes, he watched the other party retreat.

Not only Wu Qina, many people around him have mentioned this matter to him.Lian Ti sighed, and drank the cold tea on the table in one gulp.

It's just that they seem to have forgotten one thing, Song Qingyuan has no obligation to spare no effort to help Mobei like this.

He is the king of Mobei, and he has the responsibility to make his people live a better life when he sits on the throne.Wu Qina is the young master of the Zig tribe, and he is also obliged to seek benefits for his tribe.

But Song Qingyuan is different, he does not need to bear any responsibility for Mobei.

It is true that he gave the other party a blessing and a shelter when he was in trouble.

But from Lian Ti's point of view, with Song Qingyuan's ability, even without his help, the other party might not be able to make a breakthrough.

Their cooperation has been taken advantage of by him from the very beginning.

Even in his heart, he knew why Song Qingyuan chose to cooperate with him.

All that the other party did was not for the benefit of any party, but for countless ordinary people.

Now all he can do for Song Qingyuan in return is to provide him with a completely free environment without interference for him to display his talents.

When the subordinates came back to answer the conversation just now, they immediately removed all the servants in the hall.

There is no one else in the hall now except Lian Ti.

After sitting quietly on the throne for a long time, he slowly got up and left.

Today, he and Song Qingyuan made an appointment to go to some nearby iron mines together, so they can't continue wasting time here.

……

"I heard that the king issued a death order in the barracks, saying that it is strictly forbidden for anyone to disclose the matter of making cement."

On the way to the mine, Song Qingyuan rode a horse and asked about it in a leisurely tone.

Song Qingyuan didn't hide from Song Qingyuan when he even mentioned the order, and there was no need to hide it now, so he complied directly.

Seeing him nodding, Song Qingyuan glanced at him, and said in a neutral tone, "Is your majesty taking this opportunity to remind me?"

"Remind what?" Lian Ti pretended to be stupid on purpose.

"Don't pretend." Song Qingyuan pulled the horse's rope to keep the horse under him away from Lilian, "Isn't your majesty just worried that the method of making cement will spread to the Southern Zhou Dynasty or Yanyun, and it will help them? Building fortifications?"

Lian Ti clicked his tongue, "I don't have that kind of intention. I just think that if the news about the cement gets out, there will be countless people staring at His Highness. His Highness has just had a few days to live a peaceful life, so don't invite them because of the cement." Countless unnecessary troubles."

"Okay! It turned out that I judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, so I apologize to the king here."

When Song Qingyuan passed by a row of trees, he broke off a branch and was just holding it in his hand and playing with it casually.

After hearing Lian Ti's explanation, he didn't have any other reactions, and the so-called apology was even more perfunctory.

"Your Highness's attitude towards this king today seems to be a lot more casual." Lian Tizhen sighed suddenly, seemingly inadvertently.

"Your Majesty, don't you think that I'm not respectful enough to you?" Song Qingyuan was busy tying tree branches now, so he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, and he didn't even raise his head.

Lian Ti laughed lightly, originally intending to shake his head, but saw that Song Qingyuan's eyes were not on him at all, so he said again: "This king doesn't mean that. Your Highness's current attitude is very good."

Only then did Song Qingyuan look up at him, and nodded in response.

When he was wandering around the streets of Wangting to investigate the people's sentiments, he bought a straw woven rabbit.

After returning, out of curiosity, he dismantled the rabbit to pieces, leaving only a straw stick.

When he passed by those trees just now, he saw that the branches on the tree were very similar to the grass branches that the poor rabbit had removed, so he broke off a branch.

In the end, not to mention making up a bunny, even tying a knot was very laborious.

Song Qingyuan, who was a little impatient with being tossed about by the branches, simply threw it on the side of the road, and started driving with all his attention.

The first mine they were going to was not far from the royal court. As soon as it got dark, the two arrived at the checkpoint at the foot of the mountain.

They were greeted by a steward with a goatee.As soon as the steward saw Lian Ti, he respectfully led them into the camp.

Song Qingyuan and Lian Ti were arranged in a courtyard.

The yard was not big, so the two lived next to each other, with only a wall separating them.

These two rooms are the main rooms facing south.

According to the rules, Song Qingyuan should live in the wing on the other side.

But remembering what he said when he was on his way just now, he lived in the main room with peace of mind.

Since the other party has told him not to be too respectful and casual, he has no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient.

There is a main room with good lighting and sufficient heating to live in, so he took the initiative to sleep in the wing room when he was stupid.

……

On the second day, Song Qingyuan took a stroll around the mining area under the leadership of Lian Ti.

The mined ore was first transported out of the mountain, and then pulled to the smelting place to be processed into raw pig iron.Then it has to be sent to continue processing and refining before it can be used to forge ironware.

"Part of the iron smelted here is directly transported to the royal court for daily use by the common people. The other part is transported there to wait for further processing." Lianti stood on a high place and pointed to a small piece of building below to explain road.

"Process it into a weapon?" Song Qingyuan looked in the direction of the finger.

From this place, you can see the green smoke from the burning coal during forging, as well as the busy crowd coming and going.

"Yes, do you want to visit the armory?" Lianti asked, jumping off the rock he was standing on.

"Then go and have a look." Song Qingyuan nodded.

This place is not so much an arsenal as it is a cave dug by hand, and the entrance of the cave is guarded by heavy soldiers.

The leader obviously knew Lian Ti, so he retreated to the side after giving a military salute.

Lian asked the other party to ask for an oil lamp, and walked in with Song Qingyuan.

The cave lacks lighting, is dark and cold, but it is indeed a good place to store weapons.

Under the light of the oil lamp, Song Qingyuan finally saw the scene clearly.

Countless weapons glowing with cold light were placed one after another. Song Qingyuan walked in, carefully studied the styles of weapons, and turned back to ask the company: "Are these weapons for cavalry?"

Lian Ti raised his eyebrows in the light of the candle, half of his sharp-edged face was hidden in the shadows, and he was inexplicably fierce.

"Exactly, but how did Your Highness know?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the sharpness in his eyebrows and eyes disappeared like an illusion.

There was curiosity, surprise in Lian Ti's tone, and there was also a little bit of gentleness and indulgence that perhaps he hadn't even noticed.

"Guess." Song Qingyuan put down the weapon in his hand, and replied extremely perfunctorily.

Lian Ti followed behind him, silently holding a lamp for him, watching him glance here and touch there.

After a long time, Song Qingyuan finally finished his visit.

When the two of them left the cave, Song Qingyuan suddenly asked, "Does your majesty know that there is a special weapon for restraining cavalry?"

Lian Ti asked "Huh?" with some doubts, and looked at the other party.

Song Qingyuan described while gesturing: "The hilt of this kind of knife is almost as long as the blade. The total length is about one foot, and it weighs about a dozen catties. It has two blades, which is very convenient for cutting horses."

After he finished speaking, he still didn't forget to raise his eyebrows at Chaolianti, as if deliberately provoking the other party's field of expertise.

"Your Highness, the kind of sword you mentioned is very rare. If it is held by infantry, it can really restrain the cavalry, but..."

Even mentioning a calm and composed appearance, the little provocation just now obviously didn't work.

"But what?" He just had a whim just now, and whether he would respond to the mention was not that important to him.

"The kind of sword His Highness mentioned requires a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to forge, and it is difficult to forge, so it is difficult to popularize it on a large scale. Moreover," Lian Ti stretched out his hand and gestured, "The blade is half a foot long and weighs ten feet. It weighs a few kilograms, and it is difficult to wield it freely."

"It makes sense." Song Qingyuan clicked his tongue.

The knife he just described also appeared in some later movies, and it was called "Yue Fei knife". In fact, the style is almost the same as that of the Tang Dynasty.

In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, soldiers relied on such a sharp knife to kill the Quartet among the powerful Turkic cavalry.

But later, Mo Dao gradually disappeared in the long river of history because of the reasons mentioned by Lian Ti.

In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty when the military and national power were the strongest, it was impossible to popularize the Mo Dao in the army, let alone the later era.

Song Qingyuan thought for a while, and very helplessly admitted the correctness of the other party's statement.

Lian Ti smiled and led him away from here.

Song Qingyuan had already decided yesterday that he would open the cement factory here, but the specific location has not been selected yet.

The steward of the mine pointed out several suitable places to them today, and they wanted to choose the most suitable one among them today.

As soon as he walked out of the armory, Lian Ti handed Song Qingyuan a slender branch.

Song Qingyuan took it with some doubts, and asked Lian Ti's intentions with his eyes.

"Isn't this kind of branch what Your Highness was looking for yesterday?" Lian Ti laughed.

Song Qingyuan didn't expect that his every move on the road yesterday would be seen by the other party, and he was still playing with branches, so he pursed his lips in embarrassment for a while.

I don't even care about mentioning it.He was also a branch that he caught a glimpse of from the corner of the eye, and remembering Song Qingyuan's actions yesterday, he broke a branch for him.

"This one looks very similar to the branch His Highness broke yesterday, but it's not the same kind of plant, and this one is a bit softer." Lian mentioned it to Song Qingyuan in a serious manner.

But even if he found the right raw materials, with Song Qingyuan's hands-on ability, he still couldn't make up a gadget.

Lian Ti stared at Song Qingyuan's slender hands for a long time before reaching out to free the ravaged branch, and said: "Your Highness, don't make it difficult for it, I will make one for Your Highness later. "

"Oh." Song Qingyuan nodded obediently, no longer entangled in straw weaving.

The author says:

Mr. Xiao Song: A curious baby who is full of energy but has extremely poor hands-on ability.

For the style of the knife, refer to Baidu Encyclopedia "Modao"