The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 133 Zhili Rebellion
I stayed with Li Zhao for seven days, and it rained outside the house for seven days in a row.

God is like a single dog who can't smell the sour smell of love. Last night, she just had an unpleasant fight with Li Zhao because of Jinxiu Pavilion, and the rain stopped today.

The sun emerged from behind the gray clouds, and the plantains in front of the window were beaten by the rain without any energy, pulling their fat leaves.

The water droplets adorned with leaf tips shone with golden light, and the warm light shone into the warm pavilion through the glass. Song Qingyue was wearing a plain silk cotton spring shirt, lying listlessly on the low table of the warm pavilion, holding a charcoal pencil, and stroked Dot on the blank paper, staring at the goldfish in the glass tank in a daze.

Last night, just because she asked him if he needed to arrange the servants in Jinxiu Pavilion to sleep, he lost his temper a lot.

Originally, he had promised to take her to the hot spring villa to recuperate and relax when the weather cleared, but today he left her behind and went to the palace early in the morning.

In the morning, the little Eunuch Qin in the front yard brought this glass fish tank and this beautiful little fish again, saying that it was a small gift from His Royal Highness.

She had promised him to be his concubine in the future and live a good life with him, but why did he insist on her showing her heart?

It's just a political marriage.

Bai Momo brought a newly shipped straw-colored cashmere thin blanket and put it on Song Qingyue's back, and said with a smile, "This year's drought, these few rains are just a coincidence. The head of Wu Zhuang from Baoding Zhuangzi came over and said it was the land. There was a lack of water in the area, but it happened to rain, which shows that God still understands human nature."

Song Qingyue hummed, her voice was thin and weak: "I didn't point out what that Zhuangzi could grow. This Wuzhuangtou is really good at it. I didn't expect potatoes to grow so well in that field. I spread the word that last year The reservoir dug well, let him dig a few more this year, and next time he comes to deliver the ledger, help me pack 30 taels of silver for him, and the farmers in Zhuangzi, according to the list, all those who helped to dig last year For the reservoir, each person will be rewarded with two taels."

At this moment, Feng Qi came in from the outside holding an umbrella, and said, "Concubine Shizi, those from the Jinxiu Pavilion are here to pay their respects."

Song Qingyue didn't even move. Li Zhao was so angry last night, she was not in the mood to see them now, and said lazily, "Let's just say I have a cold and I'm not feeling well, so don't see me."

Mo Yun put down the cushion and helped Song Qingyue to sit up.She coughed twice, her face was pale and looked sick.He was originally thin, but now he looks empty in a spring shirt.

Feng Qi's eyes slid over Song Qingyue's neck that had not yet faded from the mottled red marks, and there were also bruises on the white and thin wrist that seemed to be crushed if it was pinched.Feng Qi frowned imperceptibly, His Highness was impatient, but he shouldn't treat Miss Song like this.

Sensing her gaze, Song Qingyue subconsciously wrapped the cashmere blanket around her shoulders tightly to cover her neck.

Last night, that man was like a mad wolf. She was frightened and frightened, and almost died from being tormented.

Song Qingyue's eyes were opened, she didn't know that kind of thing could have so many tricks.

It's just... I don't know what to say.

Mo Xiang brought hot goat milk, and Li Zhao stipulated that she should drink it every day.But she doesn't like to drink it, it smells fishy, ​​and now she smells it even more nauseating.

"Mo Yun, bring mint water, I need to rinse my mouth again!"

After rinsing her mouth again and again, she still felt that her mouth was full of fishy smell.

This is already the fifth time the girl has rinsed her mouth this morning, Mo Yun is a little confused.

Nanny Bai looked meaningfully at Song Qingyue's slightly torn lips. She was the only one among these people who knew that Song Qingyue's physical condition did not allow her to conceive now.Because of this, Nanny Bai didn't fall asleep for several nights, but she didn't expect her daughter to know those tricks!Amitabha Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, or his own daughter is more powerful, so he left the eldest son in the house.

Anyway, for the first ten days of marriage, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must stay in the main room, otherwise the Crown Princess will not be able to gain a foothold in the palace in the future.

Song Qingyue didn't think so much, her mind was full of those absurd pictures, and she couldn't get rid of them, which made her feel uneasy and couldn't think about anything.

Li Zhao's figure is really good, from the chest muscles to the abdominal muscles, the blocks are clear, the lines are smooth, and there are some small scars on the top, a big wolf dog, full of masculinity... Song Qingyue's face became hot again, disgusted , While being tempted, she hugged the pillow and buried her face in it.

The stink of appearance control and body control, when can it be changed?

After sunset, Li Zhao still did not return to the palace, Song Qingyue was worried, and asked Feng Qi to go to the gate of the palace to find out if something happened.

Not long after, Lin Wanfu came back from the palace, saying that he wanted the concubine Shizi to help prepare the luggage for the son to go out. Afraid that Song Qingyue was inexperienced, he even prepared a detailed list.

Song Qingyue glanced at the list and laughed, obviously Eunuch Xiaolin and the others could prepare it directly, so they insisted on coming to her place for a walk.It's not that Song Qingyue doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, it's Li Zhao who finally gave her face as a concubine, and she has to remember this love.

So he took people and followed Eunuch Xiaolin to the Prince's bedroom, Baoguang Hall, the people who did the work were actually those people in the front yard, and Song Qingyue just took people to stand by and watch.

"What's the matter? Your Highness is going out, why are there so many things to prepare? Is he going on a long trip?"

Eunuch Xiao Lin replied respectfully and swiftly, saying: "It seems that Zhili was hit by a disaster. Last year's harvest was not very good. Several times of disaster relief in winter didn't work. I thought it would be spring and there would always be something to eat, but who Knowing that there was not much rain after the beginning of spring, those victims burned down the Yamen of the Daningdu Department Office, saying that they wanted to keep the Master Si from starving to death. It is said that the armory was also robbed. There has already been a riot. The slaves in the Palace of Qinzheng can’t follow in to serve, and the rest, the slaves really don’t know. I only know that the Holy One has ordered the son to go to Zhili to rectify the matter.”

Song Qingyue became nervous all of a sudden, the Yamen of the Department of the Capital of Daning is in Baoding Fucheng!Although her Xianyue Village is a hundred miles away from Baoding Mansion, it is inevitable that it will be affected.

Song Qingyue recalled the original text, and remembered that there really was such a thing, it seemed that some kind of general promoted by the Eastern Palace secretly took out the grain in the Changping warehouse to sell for money on weekdays, and he couldn't get it out when disaster struck. Food was used to relieve the people, which led to civil unrest, which is also a trigger for the prince to be deposed again in the original text.

But now that the crown prince has become the King of Shenjun, why are the people under him still restless?

Song Qingyue thumped her head and thought for a long time, then suddenly let out an ah, and asked, "Eunuch Xiao Lin."

"I don't dare, the concubine will call my slave Wanfu." Eunuch Xiao Lin, as the manager of the East Road of Wangfu, was very respectful in front of Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue didn't dare to take him as her subordinate, so she called out with respect: "Eunuch Wanfu, apart from our Royal Highness, the eldest son of Prince Jing's mansion?"

Eunuch Xiao Lin was surprised for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

Song Qingyue remembered that because the East Palace had secretly hidden a batch of firecrackers in the armory of Daningwei, the commander of Daningwei, General Han, did not dare to tell. In the original text, the male protagonist Li Wei was shot, and then the female protagonist Meng Wanfeng personally ran to treat him.

Too bad, Li Zhao also went this time, will it be Li Zhao who was shot instead?
If it were Li Zhao, maybe Meng Wanfeng wouldn't have saved her life?

Body armor!
Although she didn't know if she could make it, she always wanted to try.She immediately turned her head to look at Nanny Bai and Mo Yun, and quickly ordered: "Nurse Bai, go and see if there is any old canvas we used to make backpacks left, Mo Yun, go find two hundred A piece of window paper, and then send all the people in the sewing room to Wufangzhai."

Then he said to Lin Wanfu: "Eunuch Wanfu, go to the palace now and tell His Highness that you must remember to wear the armor all the time! No matter how hot the weather is, please make sure he wears the armor!" After a pause, he explained He said, "The mob may have crossbows or firecrackers in their hands, after all, the armory was robbed."

The concubine Shizi was nervous about her Highness, Lin Wanfu let out a happy hee, turned and ran out, then ran back as if thinking of something, leaned in front of Song Qingyue, bent down and smiled and said: "Your Highness has something extra to say, tell the servant to be sure." Tell the princess to the world."

"what?"

Eunuch Xiao Lin cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "Your Highness said, please eat well every day, Princess Concubine, don't stop eating because you are angry with him, and drink a bowl of goat's milk every day, don't secretly call Miss Mo Yun Help him drink it up, and when he comes back, if he sees you lose weight, he will punish Mo Yun."

Song Qingyue: ...

The maids and servants in the hall all lowered their heads and held back their laughter. Song Qingyue waved her hands to tell Lin Wanfu to get out of here, and Eunuch Xiao Lin to get out of here.

On the other side, Song Qingyue used charcoal to draw the general appearance of the bulletproof vest and the dismantling diagram for the servants in the sewing room to see. Although everyone didn't quite understand the purpose of stuffing 40 layers of window paper into the clothes, according to Song Qingyue's meaning After making a simple version of the bulletproof vest overnight, Song Qingyue asked Feng Qi to send it to Li Zhao quickly, and repeated it twice, telling Li Zhao to wear it inside the armor.

There are many kinds of armor these days. If you are not going to fight on the grasslands, you usually don’t use cavalry armor. A set of that thing weighs more than 60 kilograms, and it is difficult to put it on and walk.Infantry armor is made of cotton or leather. This kind of armor can provide some protection against knives and cuts, but it certainly cannot prevent the small steel bullets of firecrackers.

By the time the bulletproof vests were produced and sent out, it was almost dawn.

Song Qingyue's mind was a little messed up, and she suddenly thought of something, and wrote two short letters with charcoal, and asked Feng Jiu to go and send them to Li Zhao and Master Song respectively. There were only two words written on the letter: "Work Relief" .

Mr. Song is a genius, there is no need to explain to him, only these two words are enough.

Now that she thought of the bulletproof vest, Song Qingyue thought, or she might as well use her brain to develop it.

Anyway, the essential principle is to use the deformation of multi-layer fibers to absorb and consume the kinetic energy of the bullet.

She writes and draws on paper, thinking that modern body armor is mainly about the innovation of materials, relying on fibers with higher and higher strength to make body armor thinner and lighter.

Without those conditions now, is it possible to improve the overall strength of paper or cloth by relying on the difference in fiber weaving structure under the condition that the strength of a single fiber remains unchanged?

Two days later, Mohen went to the Beijing Paper Mill to order a batch of special window paper.Because window paper is the kind of paper with the strongest toughness, Song Qingyue wants to add two layers of hemp fibers arranged in one direction in the pulp, one horizontal and one vertical, on this basis.

(End of this chapter)