Song Jinxiu immediately smiled and led Su Mo to her yard. Because Song Jinxiu's mini oil press was in her east wing.
Although Song Chun was unhappy about his sister being alone with that boy, he still obediently allowed the old patriarch to stay.
I'm not stupid, I can still see that my sister has obvious ulterior motives.
"Jun Bao Garden? What's the story behind it?" Su Mo pointed at the plaque in front of the courtyard, not understanding its meaning.
Song Jinxiu was stunned, then she made up a story: "Oh, I have a kitten named Junbao."
"Oh? What kind of cat is that?" The little girl likes cats? Su Mo wants to get to know this lucky cat.
Song Jinxiu choked and immediately said with a bitter face: "He ran away and I can't find him."
Treasure-hunting mouse Junjun protested: "I am a treasure-hunting mouse, not a lowly cat."
Su Mo quickly comforted her, "It's okay. Cats are difficult to tame and are not as friendly as dogs. If you like small animals, I will give you a pug that can spin in circles."
Opening the east wing is a set of small tools for pressing oil.
Su Mo tried it himself and examined the soybean oil that came out. The yellow color was indeed pleasing to the eye.
This craft, this skill, this wonderful idea...
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that soybeans could be used to extract oil.
Su Mo: "What do you want to do?"
Song Jinxiu knew that this meant she understood.
So he opened the door and said, "Since it is beneficial to the country and the people, we will naturally offer this technology. After all, our Song family cannot eat this big cake.
Rather than letting others share the labor, it is better to give it directly to the court. With this labor, maybe the emperor will reward Songjia Village with a memorial archway. ”
Then, she could raise horses and ride in a carriage openly.
Su Mo smiled and said, "Write a detailed memorial and I will present it directly to the emperor. Don't worry, at least a memorial archway will be required."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Well, let your uncle Zhang Zihan write it. I'll come get it in two days."
Song Jinxiu knew that this was an opportunity for her stepfather to show off.
Su Mo looked at her face and said, "I've been out for too long today. I should hurry back. Once I've settled things here, I'll ask for the imperial decree to grant us marriage."
Song Jinxiu was stunned. "You still want to alarm the emperor? But my brother made things difficult for you?"
Su Mo smiled and said, "No, my marriage originally needed the emperor's approval."
"What?"
Song Jinxiu was upset. "What rank of general are you? Why can't you get married yourself?"
Suddenly, Song Jinxiu thought of something, looked around Su Mo, and asked with a smile: "You are not a prince, are you?"
Su Mo looked at the little girl's bright smile and asked, "He's the prince, do you dare to marry him?"
Song Jinxiu asked: "Why don't you dare? If you marry the prince, does that mean you don't have to kneel to anyone except the emperor?"
Su Mo choked.
It is said that a man's knees are worth gold. Kneel down and kneel to thank the king. Judging from what this girl said, yes, she can. Is she unwilling to kneel even to the emperor?
Su Mo shook his head: "I am not a prince, I am the Duke of Zhenguo. My mother is the Duke of Enyi, and the emperor is my uncle. If you marry me, you still have to kneel to the elders."
Song Jinxiu blinked and nodded: "I guessed that you were the son of an official, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Then I'm afraid our marriage won't be successful, right? Will your uncle, the emperor, agree?"
Su Mo was a little depressed. This girl didn't seem worried at all when talking about the failed marriage. 놛Is he such an insignificant person in her heart?
She wouldn't really marry me just to ride in a carriage, right?
If I get a memorial archway, will the little girl still be interested in me?
No, we still have to make a decision early to get the upper hand.
"Don't worry. It may have taken some time before, but now it will probably be much smoother."
Su Mo pointed at the oil pressing tool and joked, "Write the memorial well, maybe the emperor will give me to you as a reward."
Song Jinxiu glared at him, "What are you talking about? You are not an object. Let me tell you, your physique is full of disasters. If you don't go against the imperial power, you will say a word every morning after you wake up."
Su Mo: "Which sentence?"
Song Jinxiu: "I am very happy today, everything goes well for me today, and I have good luck today!"
Su Mo's heart suddenly softened, and he rubbed her head, "Okay, I'm very happy today, everything goes well for me today, and I have good luck today."
Song Jinxiu smiled, "That's right, you are the thickest thigh I have ever met, you have to take good care of yourself, and we can die together."
Su Mo said: "Don't be fickle, having a big supporter is enough."
It was getting late, so Su Mo rushed back to the military camp overnight. Song Jinxiu quickly packed some food for him so that he could eat on the way.
Before leaving, Su Mo said, "The way you trained those kids was wrong. It's okay to train soldiers, but not to train secret guards. I'll have someone come and take them away tomorrow for systematic training."
There are two sects in Cangwu.
The Xuanwu Sect is a Taoist sect that started with metaphysics and practices the art of magic and alchemy.
The Hidden Sect is the training base for the Royal Dark Dragon Guards.
Su Mo has been training in the Hidden Sect for ten years. The secret guards of 놛手떘 and the twelve guards all came from the Hidden Sect.
However, these people in Song Jinxiu's hands could not be sent to the Hidden Sect for training, but to the secret building of the Duke's Mansion.
However, the 꺘 faction no longer exists because of its participation in the Rebellion of the Five Kings.
After seeing Su Mo off, the head of the village asked, "Xiu girl, did you let the young Duke visit the oil press because you wanted to get him to buy shares?"
The head of the village already knew Su Mo's identity. He was still excited and his words were vague.
Song Jinxiu shook her head. "Soybean oil pressing is related to the people. How dare the Duke's Mansion monopolize it?"
The old patriarch was shocked and looked at Song Jinxiu.
Even the Duke's Mansion doesn't dare to monopolize it. How can our small Song Village, which doesn't even have a scholar, keep the treasure of this golden egg?
Song Jinxiu knew that the old patriarch was a perceptive person, and said, "Originally, I was planning to wait until the oil mill produced oil, and then find the official of our Lun County to build a large oil-pressing county together."
The old patriarch sat up straight abruptly.
This girl actually thought so from the beginning?
A major oil-pressing county, she really dares to think so!
Song Jinxiu said this with a wry smile, "Like daughter, like heart. Although I haven't seen the county magistrate, I can tell from the county magistrate's daughter that this county magistrate is probably not that good.
I thought that instead of letting irrelevant people share a share, it would be better to report it to the court.
In the past, we couldn't reach the heart of power in the imperial court, but now we have Su Mo, right?
As long as we have the imperial court as our backing, we can catch small fish and shrimp smoothly.
Great grandfather, second grandfather, you won't blame me for being arrogant, right? ”
What's the problem? This child is more thoughtful than us.
The old patriarch, Li Zheng, can't keep up with the times.
I knew the little girl must have a purpose for coming here today, but I didn't expect that she would want to go straight to the palace.
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