Su Shunci was afraid that Su Zhilan would really have this idea, so she was frightened and tried to persuade her.
"Don't let your imagination run wild. It would be disastrous if Third Aunt knew about this."
"It's right for a girl to prepare for marriage."
Su Zhilan tilted her head and looked at Su Shunci, "Then Fourth Sister is also a girl, how can she do business?"
Su Shunci didn't know how to explain for a moment, and said vaguely: "Because Fourth Sister is not engaged."
Su Zhilan curled her lips and asked, "What's so good about getting engaged?"
She was still young and didn't understand marriage, let alone the relationship between men and women. Su Shunci couldn't explain it, so she could only talk about something else and change the subject.
Several people talked about the ship again, and Su Shunci put forward many ideas and opinions.
Suddenly, a servant came over from the corridor not far away. Song Hongshen took a few steps back and dodged to the side.
The person who came was a maid serving in the inner courtyard. She said that the old princess asked the third cousin and the fourth cousin to come over to explain some business matters.
Su Shunci called Su Zhilan to go together, but Su Zhilan waved her hand and said, "Fourth sister, go ahead. There's no one here. I just need to think about it."
Su Shunci thought that nothing would happen in the palace. Besides, Su Zhilan was accompanied by maids, and since she liked them, she might as well let her do what she wanted.
After the two left, Su Zhilan sat at the table, thinking about the suggestions Su Shunci had just made, and fell into deep thought again.
Song Hongshen walked in. Bai Guo, the maidservant beside Su Zhilan, wanted to speak, but Song Hongshen stopped her with a look.
Bai Guo knew that she should remind her young lady, but the man in front of her was too powerful. She was so scared by just a glance at him that she didn't dare to speak.
Song Hongshen stood beside Su Zhilan, his eyes fixed on the drawing in her hand.
To be precise, this is not a blueprint of the entire ship, but a design of the ship's defense and offense.
Although Su Zhilan's drawing was still a rough sketch, Song Hongshen's eyes still lit up.
I thought that this little girl's paintings were much better than those of the people in the Military Arsenal.
The Zhou Dynasty had a navy in Fujian, and naturally also had warships. The most important weapon on the warships to attack the enemy was the slapping pole, which could use the force of a heavy object dropped from a high altitude to destroy the enemy warship.
However, the slingshot also had its drawbacks. If the fulcrum was too high, the drop of the boulder would be limited, reducing its power. When the windlass rope was released, if it failed to hit the enemy ship, it might hit itself.
At this moment, Su Zhilan was also drawing a paddle pole, but it was different from the ones used on the warships before the Great Zhou Dynasty. She had changed the shape and structure of the paddle pole. In Song Hongshen's opinion, if the warship was modified according to Su Zhilan's method, it would be easier to operate and more powerful than before, and it would also save space on the warship.
Song Hongshen suddenly pointed to one of the spots and said, "If it were two inches shorter, it would be even better."
Su Zhilan had no idea someone was around, and her hands trembled with fear. Turning around, she saw a man dressed in a dark black python robe, a wide brocade belt around his waist, and a jade crown holding his hair. His face was sharp and angular, with a resolute expression, and his deep eyes exuded a strong sense of oppression.
She didn't recognize Song Hongshen, but she could tell that the clothes he was wearing were those of a prince.
I wondered which prince in the capital it was.
But she still bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Song Hongshen's eyes did not leave the blueprint as he asked, "Do you recognize me?"
Su Zhilan shook her head and said, "I don't recognize her, but I recognize her clothes."
Then he asked, "Your Majesty also knows about shipbuilding?"
Song Hongshen said: "This is also part of the art of war."
The Song family had many brothers, but it was his father, the Marquis of Loyalty, who held him to the highest standards. Besides being taught by his family teachers, he also received instruction from Shen Zhixiu. As for military strategy, it was the Marquis of Loyalty who personally taught him.
During this period, the third master of the Xie family was in Beijing, and his father often asked him to go and listen to his sermons.
Fortunately, his eldest brother was firmly seated on the throne of the heir to the Marquis of Loyalty, and he was also crowned king for his military exploits, otherwise he would have been afraid of misunderstandings from his brothers.
Su Zhilan had never met Song Hongshen, and she had no idea that the man before her was her fiancé. She simply assumed he was a prince who had come because he was close to her eldest brother, Su Yuanzhou.
Seeing that he had no other intentions and was simply talking about the patting rod, Su Zhilan relaxed.
She followed his words and began to think carefully. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that he was right. As they talked back and forth, Su Zhilan felt that her thinking had broadened considerably.
Especially when Song Hongshen was talking, he would give her some practical examples and tell her what she might encounter at sea. After hearing this, Su Zhilan felt that the pictures she had drawn before were just empty talk.
Su Zhilan was greatly surprised and delighted to find that the person in front of her even knew something about the materials used for shipbuilding.
Countless questions suddenly popped up in my mind that I wanted to ask him. Just as I was about to open my mouth, a servant walked in.
He whispered beside Song Hongshen, "Your Majesty, the Third Master invites you to come over."
Song Hongshen nodded and was about to leave.
Su Zhilan subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and said, "Don't leave yet, I..."
She wanted to say that she hadn't finished asking the question, but before she could finish her words she realized that she had been rude.
She quickly loosened his sleeve and bowed according to the rules her mother had taught her. "Farewell, Your Highness."
Song Hongshen turned his head to look at the wrinkles on his sleeves, laughed, and asked, "What do you want to say? Go ahead, it's okay."
Su Zhilan didn't dare to delay his business, and quickly said, "I just want to ask, when can I ask your Highness a question?"
Song Hongshen was stunned for a moment, "You have a lot of questions?"
Su Zhilan nodded hurriedly.
She was young, and Hai taught her the rules of the capital every day, but she only followed them superficially and didn't take them to heart.
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