This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 26 Girlfriends will eventually become enemies
The top brand of Nuanyu Pavilion, Zhao Xiangxiang, redeemed herself and followed Liu Yong away from Bianjing City to Hangzhou City.

This incident caused a little fluctuation in Bianjing City.

After all, whether it is Zhao Xiangxiang or Liu Yong, they are both celebrities. If the two leave together, they will naturally give people something to talk about.

Lu Sen didn't know about it, and even if he did, he wouldn't be interested.

During this time, he stayed at home and did not go out.

In addition to running around the yard in the morning to exercise, and then practicing calligraphy, most of the time is spent on researching system formulas.

There are more than 1 recipes, and he sees which ones he can use now and have the conditions to make.

I have to say that without the search function, it is really difficult to find practical things that can be made during the time period in the tens of thousands of recipe columns.

After five days, he still found something he could use.

A furnace can be built with only 8 units of stone.

Iron can be smelted... But Lu Sen doesn't want to think about the high-level resource like iron.

There is no open-pit iron ore near Bianjing City at all. Besides, things like salt and iron should not be touched by non-official governments.

The furnace also has another function, making glass.

For this reason, Lu Sen took Heizhu to the river outside the city, picked up a lot of sand blocks, and then threw them into the furnace with the wooden blocks of the same unit.

Wooden blocks are used as firewood.

After a while, ten pieces of glass that were still crystal clear came out from the mouth of the furnace, reflecting the shining white light in the sun.

"Lang Jun, it's Liuli, Liuli!" Hei Zhu rubbed his hands together, excitedly saying, "It's really a miracle that gravel can be made into Liuli."

Jin Ringo watched and blinked. She had relatively little knowledge and had been living in a refugee street. She didn't even know that glass was very valuable in this era.

Lu Sen used the synthesis function to turn ten pieces of glass into four bottles, eight teacups, and two teapots.

Of course... the glassware produced are all square, without any carvings and patterns.

But even so, the pure glass shines brightly in the bright light, with high quality, no bubbles and wrinkle texture, the whole body is one piece, it will still feel beautiful just by looking at it.

Hei Zhu exclaimed, "This set of glazed utensils can definitely be exchanged for a large courtyard in Tokyo."

Lu Sen shook his head: "I guess it can't be changed."

The glass of the Northern Song Dynasty is indeed quite expensive, but it does not reach the level of treasures.

First, the commercial transactions in the Northern Song Dynasty were very developed. Many fans brought goods and came to Bianjing for thousands of miles to sell, including many glass products.

Second, the Northern Song Dynasty also had its own official glass burning kiln division, which was also able to make many high-quality glass products.

Therefore, for ordinary people, glass is a luxury, but for the dignitaries, it is a must-have.

As long as there is a bit of status, no one does not have one or two beautiful glass objects.

Hei Zhu said seriously: "But this is the colored glaze made by Lang Jun. How is it ordinary glazed glaze? Naturally, it is extremely expensive. Those who know the goods will know that it is more than enough to change the large yard."

Lu Sen laughed when he heard it, and Hei Zhu was very flattering.

However, Jin Ringo was still responding, feeling that Brother Heizhu was right, he kept nodding his head.

Picking up a bottle, Lu Sen went to the east corner to open the beehive and filled a whole bottle of honey.

Transparent and bright bottles, golden and transparent honey, are high-end goods no matter how you look at them.

Putting the bottle into the gift box, Lu Sen said, "Hei Zhu, you and I will visit the Yang family, and Ringo will continue to guard the family."

Jin Ringo nodded again and again, and then said timidly, "Lang Jun should come back sooner."

"Okay." Lu Sen smiled and touched the little guy's head.

The two went out of the yard and saw that the Ding brothers were kneeling for today's sake again.

At this time, the backs of the two had been thorned with thorns, and old gray-brown scars were crisscrossed, and new blood-red silk scars appeared.

But the expressions of the two were still very determined.

Lu Sen still didn't look at them, but walked right by.

Naturally, Heizhu would not have sympathy for these two.

After Lu Sen left the low mountain for a while, a tuk-tuk-tuk sound resounded in the yard.

This is Jin Ringo practicing bow again.

Now that she was standing fifty paces away, the hit rate of shooting a stationary target was quite high.

Three out of ten arrows will hit the center of the target, and the other arrows will not miss the target.

Ding Zhaolan turned her head and watched Ringo practice for a while, then suddenly called out, "Little girl in the yard."

Jin Ringo stopped, turned around and looked at Ding Zhaolan with suspicious eyes.

Ding Zhaolan showed a big smile: "Yes, I'm calling you."

Jin Ringo came over and looked at the two of them through the wooden fence.

She won't dig out of the yard at will now.

"What did the two uncles tell me to do?"

Jin Ringo is still kind after all, after all, a child has a soft heart.

Every day I see two uncles kneeling outside the door, rain or shine.

Like yesterday afternoon, it rained heavily, and there was no water in the yard at all. In the grass and flowers, butterflies and bees were roaring. She could even watch the rain from the fence, but the two uncles outside the yard were drenched in soup.

It looks pitiful.

But in fact, she didn't know that the heavy rain yesterday and the scene of the double sky inside and outside the hospital really shocked the Ding brothers.

They became more and more determined to learn art from a teacher.

Seeing that the little girl's face had become much healthier, Ding Zhaolan said, "Little lady, didn't your husband teach you how to draw a bow and shoot arrows?"

Jin Ringo shook his head.

Of course, Lu Sen doesn't know the correct archery posture... He just shoots the arrow out.

Anyway, there is a hit correction, as long as the accuracy is not too bad, the arrow will find the target on its own.

"That's right, your shooting posture is not right." Ding Zhaolan knelt on the ground and raised his head and said, "When drawing the bow, use these two fingers to hold the arrow, and then the waist should be sideways like this, the body and waist. The crotch should be in a straight line...".

Although he was kneeling, Ding Zhaolan could still make postures with his lower body. After explaining the correct posture when drawing a bow, he said, "This way, it is easier to exert force, save some energy, and it is also easier to aim."

Jin Ringo was dubious, she learned this pose on the spot, and she shot an arrow and missed the target... The arrow missed the target badly.

But she did feel a lot easier when drawing the bow, and it also saved some effort.

Then she returned to the position where she used to practice arrows, and after trying to pull a few arrows, the hit rate was greatly improved.

Five of the ten arrows can hit the center of the target, and the other arrows are also very close to the center of the target.

Ding Zhaolan saw this scene on her knees and licked her dry lips: "You really have talent. If you can develop inner qi, she is probably the number one arrow in the world."

The younger brother Ding Zhaohui said next to him: "It is estimated that people don't look down on the floating names and dirty numbers in the rivers and lakes now. Is it better to be a servant in such a land god than to fight with people in the rivers and lakes?"

Ding Zhaolan smiled bitterly: "It is true."

Speaking of Lu Sen, when he brought Heizhu to the door of Tianbo Yang Mansion, Uncle Qi was still watching the door.

It's not that the Yang family sees Uncle Qi as a dispensable servant, but a manifestation of trust.

The large-scale households, the groups contacted from the bottom to the high-level, are varied.

A qualified concierge needs to identify at the first time, and the identity of the visitor needs to be notified to the host to greet him in person.

Is it to fight the autumn wind, or to make trouble.

If you encounter trouble, you have to act accordingly, that is, to get rid of the trouble without losing the reputation of the master.

In short...Being a concierge in a big family requires enough experience and understanding of human affairs.

At this time, the weather was still hot, Uncle Qi held a fan at the door to cool himself, and when he saw Lu Sen coming with Heizhu, his face was stunned, and then he immediately greeted him, clasped his fists with both hands and said, "Lu Xiaolang, but there are some days See you."

"Lao Qi, I haven't seen you for a few days. You look good." Lu Sen clasped his fists and smiled, "Can you tell me that the boy Lu Sen is coming to visit."

"Please wait a moment! The villain is going to inform the old lady and Mrs. Mu."

Seeing Lu Sen's official visit, Uncle Qi stopped talking nonsense, and immediately turned back to the courtyard.

At this time in the Northern Song Dynasty, the servants used the term 'big lady' to refer to the mistress of the family.

If there are several mistresses, they are distinguished by titles such as Da Niangzi and Er Da Niangzi.

Lu Sen and Hei Zhu stood at the door and waited silently, while looking at Yang's yard.

The first reaction is big, then it is very quiet, almost no one can be seen.

A normal big family should be able to see servants in twos and threes working in the courtyard at this time.

After a while, Uncle Qi walked out quickly and said, "Lu Xiaolang, please come with me, the old lady and Mrs. Mu are waiting for you in the hall."

Inside!

Lu Sen was stunned for a moment, then followed Uncle Qi into Yang's mansion.

Walking on the winding bluestone courtyard path, Lu Sen also looked at the internal layout of the Yang family.

This is the first time that Lu Sen has truly entered the garden of a large family.

He traveled to Hangzhou before and visited two or three ancient Hangzhou gardens.

There are four rivers in Bianjing City, and it is a floating city like Hangzhou, so in fact, the architectural layout of Bianjing City is quite similar to Hangzhou.

All focus on the integration of pools, rockeries, bridges and garden plants.

Anyway...you look at the various scenery in front of you, like a dream like a painting.

But you just can't see what's going on deep in the courtyard.

This is a kind of quiet beauty with a deep winding path, especially for those who are calm.

Taken by Uncle Qi, Lu Sen passed through the moon-shaped door four times before reaching the inner hall.

An old woman with gray hair was sitting on the main seat, her face was pale, and she seemed to be sick.

There was a beautiful woman in red next to her, with Jin Bu Yao stuck in her hair, and she looked up and down at Lu Sen with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Lu Sen stepped forward, first bent his hands and clasped his fists at the old woman and said, "Boy Lu Sen, meet the old lady She."

She Taijun took the initiative to stand up, made a gesture of invitation to Lu Sen across the air, and said kindly: "Good boy, you don't need to salute, you don't need to be so polite."

Lu Sen then turned to the beautiful woman and said, "Meet Marshal Mu."

Mu Guiying stood up, smiled and gave Lu Sen a blessing before sitting down.

In fact, Mu Guiying no longer has an official position, but she has been temporarily serving as the general of the world's military and horses after all. Although she is also a vacant post, it is no problem to call her the general.

Lu Sen turned around, picked up the wooden box in Hei Zhu's hand, presented it with both hands, and said, "Today's visit is to thank the old lord for the gift of land, money, and fruit. It's a mere gift, not a respect."

Uncle Qi came up, took the wooden box with both hands, and put it on the table beside the boss.

"It's all close neighbors, so be polite." The old lady She looked at Lu Sen and smiled very happily: "Sit down first, don't be so polite."

When Lu Sen sat down, Uncle Qi served tea to the three of them.

"It's a pity that Jinhua went to play with her sister and was not at home, otherwise she would be very happy to see you as a guest." The old lady She saw Lu Sen's appearance and temperament, and smiled with satisfaction: "By the way, Lu Xiaolang, I heard that you grew up cultivating in the mountains, can you tell the old lady your master's name?"

"Master's surname is System Name System." Lu Sen clasped his fists with both hands and said seriously, "He calls himself a Fengling Daoist."

"This surname is 'Xi', but it's quite rare. I have never heard of a Master Daoist with this surname." After recalling it for a while, Mrs. She shook her head and said, "There is a Taoist monk in Zhongnan Mountain, but it's just that His surname is Zhang, and his Taoism is mediocre, so he is definitely not the same person as Master Lu Xiaolang."

Mu Guiying also recalled whether she had heard of this person's deeds.

"By the way, did Lu Xiaolang ever have a marriage contract?" She Taijun asked with great interest.

Taking this as a signal, Mu Guiying also began to chat with Lu Sen.

The three had questions and answers, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

And the two sides tacitly did not mention the golden apple for healing, as if this had never happened.

After about two incense sticks, Lu Sen borrowed an excuse and got up to leave.

After all, there are only widows and only daughters in Yang's residence. If Lu Sen stays here for too long, he may be gossiped.

Even if Bao Zheng and the Eight Sages and others came to the Yang family as guests, it would not take more than two incense sticks.

Mainly to avoid suspicion.

After Lu Sen left, Mu Guiying got up and sat beside the old lady She and said with a smile, "How does the old lady feel about this Lu Xiaolang?"

"He is beautiful, and although the etiquette looks unfamiliar, he is a boy who understands human feelings."

When Lu Sen spoke just now, some of his words were wrong. After all, the way he spoke was different from that of the ancients.

But this doesn't affect anything, the general meaning can be understood by others, and they won't care too much.

After all, the Northern Song Dynasty was not the time when feudal ethics could eat people.

Mu Guiying nodded and said: "It's true that he was born handsome, and he is three points more handsome than Zongbao. No wonder Jinhua never forgets him when he sees him. He didn't take himself as the benefactor of our Yang family, he was very generous."

"It's just that he doesn't seem to care about Jinhua." The old lady She smiled helplessly: "During the time of two incense sticks, he never mentioned Jinhua once."

Mu Guiying rubbed her brows sadly: "It seems that Jin Hua's love silk will have no place to rest in the future."

"The descendants have their own descendants, so don't worry too much." The old lady She pointed to the wooden box next to her: "Open it and see what gift Lu Xiaolang brought."

Mu Guiying nodded, opened the wooden box, and picked up the honey inside.

In the clean and clear glass bottle, the bright golden thick liquid seems to glow.

Mu Guiying opened the glass lid again, and the fragrance of honey gushed out.

The smell was so good that the two women lost their minds for a moment. Finally, the old lady She shook her head and smiled and said, "Using honey in a good glass bottle doesn't seem to be a simple thing. It seems that our family owes him again. A human relationship, no matter how you think about it, you can't repay the debt with a golden flower."

At this time, Yang Jinhua was a guest in the palace of the Prince of Runan County.

In the red pavilion next to Qingchi in the West Wing, she sat on a stone bench and ate some good cakes. She smiled and said, "So you've been banned for a month. The Duke of Runan is probably terrified."

"My lord, he won't be frightened. He doesn't care if something goes wrong. Instead, he has to punish Liwei and ban me from leaving the house for a month."

Zhao Bilian looked helpless.

"That's not it." Yang Jinhua smiled and said, "Your father ran to Kaifeng Mansion and pointed at Bao Fu Yin's nose and scolded him for nearly an hour. This story spread in the city."

"What's the matter with Baofu Yin?" Zhao Bilian was a little strange.

"The Duke of Runan scolded the governor of Bao for being a waste and a corpse. He knew that the governor of Kaifeng had been in office for more than half a year, and he couldn't even sweep out a worry-free hole." Yang Jinhua laughed: "It is estimated that this is the most scolded governor of Bao. It was a tragic time. And I heard that the official family also knew about this, and they were very happy in the palace, and bluntly said that the Runan County King gave him a bad breath."

Zhao Bilian also laughed lightly, feeling a little moved and a little funny.

Back then, when Bao Zheng was in the courtroom, he pointed at the official's face for half an hour because of political affairs.

It's just that when Zhao Bilian thought of her biological mother's miserable death, she still complained about her father in her heart, and her smile quickly disappeared.

"By the way, how is the little man who saved you?" Yang Jinhua didn't want her best friend to be unhappy, so she immediately changed the subject and asked curiously.

"You're pretty." Zhao Bilian's cheeks were slightly red, and Shan Lian rose and fell with her breathing.

"Yeah, look at your spring-like appearance." Yang Jinhua clicked her tongue, and she was envious: "I just met someone, and I want to get married? If Pang Mei'er came back from Hangzhou and saw your slutty demeanor, it wouldn't be a joke. You're weird."

Zhao Bilian put her hands on her hips, snorted, and said indifferently, "Pang Mei'er is arrogant and arrogant, and she doesn't understand what love is. With her temperament, she might end up alone and old in the future, an ancient Buddha."

"I really don't understand the two of you. You obviously don't like each other, but you prefer to play together." Yang Jinhua shook her head helplessly. She peeled a fruit for herself, biting the pulp with her teeth, and asked, "Yes. Now, what's the name of the little man who saved you, I'll help you when I have time."

"Okay, okay! I was grounded by the adults, and I couldn't do it if I wanted to thank him." Zhao Bilian nodded again and again, her face full of happiness: "Sister Jinhua, please help me find him first and say thank you. By the way, he He has short hair and his surname is Lu Mingsen."

Yang Jinhua was stunned, and the fruit in her hand fell to the ground: "Uh... his name is Lu Sen?"

(End of this chapter)