The emperor and his ministers conspired for a while, and the Minister of Works was summoned to the palace by His Majesty.
Lu Qiaoshou, the Minister of Industry, was ordered to build a glass factory.
For the convenience of collecting materials. The glass factory was built near the Ying Mine.
Lu Qiaoshou felt like a cat's claw in his heart, wondering, this broken head, can be made into colored glaze or a glass cup?
It's not like a fairy can turn things into gold, how could this be possible?
He studied it for several days but still couldn't figure it out.
Song Jinfang's teahouse was packed with people, and at this moment the storyteller was telling Journey to the West in vivid detail.
Song Jinxiu and her brother were also sitting upstairs listening to the book.
"I heard from my younger sister that there have been some hooligans coming here to cause trouble these past two days. I asked someone to check and found that it was probably the people from the Tianshui Teahouse on the next street who did it on purpose."
"Well, it's okay. The people from the Imperial City Department are nearby. If anyone causes trouble again tomorrow, we'll have them send him to the government office."
Ever since the storytelling of Journey to the West, Xiaomei's teahouse business has been booming, which inevitably arouses jealousy.
Several teahouse and restaurant owners went to the storyteller's house to poach his talents, but unfortunately, the storyteller had no manuscripts on hand.
Did he return empty-handed from the storyteller and set his sights on the teahouse?
Sure enough, when the storyteller finished the last paragraph, the crowd immediately started to make a noise, saying that it was not enough and wanted the storyteller to continue.
Then he started banging the table and teacups.
Song Chun angrily slammed the table and tried to go downstairs, but Song Jinxiu stopped him and said, "Brother, don't be impatient. The more trouble you make, the easier it will be to punish you."
"What are you doing? Making trouble in public, do you want to die? Come, send these people to Jingzhao Yin."
Wei Qidong, dressed in military uniform, strode in with a dozen royal guards.
The young general was full of heroic spirit. When he stood there, the hall suddenly fell silent.
The ruffian didn't even dare to speak loudly, and was carried away with his head hung low.
Wei Qidong glanced at everyone, then bowed to Song Jinxiu upstairs.
Song Jinxiu quickly bowed in return: "Thank you, General Wei Xiao."
Wei Qidong waved his hand at the steward and said, "Go do what you need to do. I will ask the Imperial Guards to pay more attention to this place when they patrol. I want to see who dares to cause trouble for no reason and disrupt the security of the capital in the future."
The Royal Guards went out in unison to perform their patrol duties.
Song Chunsheng looked at the Imperial Guard's tight uniform with a hint of envy.
When Song Jinxiu saw her brother's expression, her eyes flickered.
"Brother, what is your ideal?"
Song Chunsheng came back to his senses, "Ideal, I just want my family to be well and see you happy."
Song Jinxiu sighed, "Brother, I am a princess now, and I can support our family in the future. Think about it, do you want to be the richest man in the world? The leader of the martial arts world? Or a great general who dominates the world?"
"Puff," Song Chunsheng almost choked on his own saliva. He knocked on his sister's head helplessly, "You are so rude."
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "As for ideals, of course they have to be big enough to be ideal. Tell me about it."
Song Chunsheng's eyes flickered, thinking of the majestic Imperial Guards, and said, "Men naturally want to build a career, defend their country, and become a general.
Of course I did too. At one time, I even fantasized about joining the army when I grew up and becoming a general from a soldier. ”
"Oh, join the army!"
At this age, my brother joined the army. But war is dangerous.
But the Royal Guards should be much safer.
After all, the Imperial Guards were responsible for guarding the imperial city. When the Imperial Guards were really used, the country would not be far from being destroyed.
"I'll ask General Wei later how they recruit people for the Imperial Guard. If possible, I'll go and be a Royal Guard first, is that okay?"
Song Chunsheng hesitated and said, "But what should we do with this mess?"
"Let someone reliable take care of it. Look at Jinfang, has she ever been to her teahouse? And those noble families, they have big families and big businesses, and they are officials in the court, who can spare so much energy to do it personally?"
"This is all our hard work. If I hand it over to someone else, I won't feel at ease. They are our people."
Song Jinxiu smiled and said: "The public should cultivate the public clan, and the family should cultivate the family clan, so that they can be connected with each other for work and for salary.
Brother, what are tribesmen? When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer. We complement each other.
If they can benefit from our help, they can naturally be of use to us. As long as you stand high enough, no one dares to betray you. ”
"Family can be a burden, a constraint, or a support. If they are well trained, they can become the best right-hand man.
Especially when it comes to this matter that can implicate the entire clan, the family cannot abandon it, so let them become helpers.
Although a bird is as light as a swallow and flies high, it has no power to resist when it encounters wind and rain.
What if it was a roc?
The tribe is a big peng bird, and the tribe members are the feathers on the peng bird. And we,늀 are the bird head.
Brother, what we need to do is to make every feather healthy and strong.
Only in this way can: When the great peng rises with the wind one day, it can soar up to ninety thousand miles. ”
Song Chunsheng felt his heart suddenly shaken, as if a skylight had opened, and his brows relaxed.
"When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to 90,000 miles. Sister, I will always remember this sentence."
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Well, brother, don't worry, just do whatever you want. We were born in this era and met a wise king. If we don't contribute to Cangwu, we will be ashamed of ourselves for coming to this world!"
Dr. Song nodded and said, "Okay, my sister will help His Majesty solve problems in the court, and I will go to the military camp to defend our country."
The brother and sister were in high spirits and talked about their ideal of serving the country with loyalty.
After leading her brother to express his loyalty, Song Jinxiu saw a figure walking away outside the door. Only then did she smile and go home with her brother.
In the palace.
After hearing Zhu Beichen's report, Liu Renxiu couldn't help but twitch his lips.
The duke cultivates the duke's clan, and the family cultivates the clan's family, so that they are connected in work and share the rewards. This is quite common.
The tribesmen can be compared to feathers...
The ideas in this girl's mind are always different from others.
Think about this girl's recent behavior.
First she reformed mathematics, and then she wanted to build an observatory.
The Ministry of Revenue opened a soybean oil workshop.
The Ministry of Industry built a glass factory.
Are you training my six departments like feathers?
So what is her next goal?
There is also the saying "As long as you stand high enough, no one dares to betray you."
What does she want to do? How high is high enough?
As soon as Song Jinxiu got home, she received a message that the emperor asked her to enter the palace for an audience.
Song Jinxiu didn't know what had happened and hurried into the palace.
Emperor Liu Renxiu looked at her with a half-smile, and asked straight to the point: "You compare the people of your clan to the feathers of a roc? Are you also training my six ministries as feathers?"
Song Jinxiu blinked, scratched her head, then turned and glared at Zhu Beichen: "Master Zhu, you are not a decent person. You eavesdrop on people's conversations and love to gossip."
Zhu Beichen: My duty is to eavesdrop and make reports.
Liu Renxiu knocked on the table and said, "Don't talk about other things. If you don't explain clearly today, Song Aiqing, don't eat."
The little girl is outspoken and dares to say anything. If Tian doesn't give her a warning, will she know how serious the "disaster comes from the mouth" is?
Why! This child has no parents to take care of him and is extremely smart. He really loves and cherishes this child. I hope he grows up safely.
Song Jinxiu: What did I say? Why aren't you allowed to eat?
"Your Majesty, it's fine if you understand it this way. Then our Cangwu is a big roc, but the six parts are not feathers, but the skeleton that grows feathers. The common people are the feathers of this bird.
I have tried my best to make this roc's skeleton plump and its feathers shiny. Your Majesty should reward me, but why don't you let me eat? ”
Liu Renxiu looked at her, stared into her eyes, slammed the table, and said sternly: "But the head of this big peng bird is you, where did you put me?"
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