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Chapter 199 0196 [How many sincere words are just jokes...]

Huhuhu~
In the backyard, there was no one visible in the dark inner room, and there seemed to be a cat whispering vaguely.

One after another, it's exciting.

I don’t know how long it took before Han Zhang’s soft voice sounded.

"Slave...Slave can't do it anymore. If Erlang is not happy, he should go find Sister An."

Han Zhen's heart moved and he joked: "Why don't I call An Niang over."

Mrs. Han and Zhang suddenly became anxious, with a face that was both shy and anxious. She was afraid that Han Zhen would really call An Niang here, and she wanted to hold him back, but she felt like she was losing all her strength and had no strength at all.

In desperation, she had to beg for mercy: "No, if Sister An comes, the slave family will really die."

"Just kidding."

Seeing this, Han Zhen smiled slightly and pinched her cheek gently.

Mrs. Han Zhang could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said in a soft and soft tone: "Uncle, you know how to play tricks on the slave family."

However, what she didn't know was.

How many true words are said in a joking manner.

Plant a seed first, water it every day and wait for a while, and it will take root and sprout.

……

The next day.

Han Zhen got up early.

I practiced the breathing method for a quarter of an hour as usual, and then went to the front hall to have breakfast feeling refreshed.

I have been practicing this breathing method for more than two months.

Perhaps with the mentality of being happy if you succeed and having no regrets if you lose, the progress of practice is faster than Nie Dong.

As for mobilizing the whole body's strength, he didn't feel it was too obvious.

Of course, it could also be that he was born with divine power, so his feelings were not as obvious as those of ordinary people.

However, every time I finish practicing, I feel refreshed and refreshed throughout the day, as if I have soaked in a hot spring in winter, and I feel light even when I walk.

Putting aside everything else, Han Zhen felt it was worth it for this alone.

What's more, if you only practice for a quarter of an hour every day, you won't delay anything.

In the main hall, An Niang and Xiaodouzi were waiting there early.

An Niang said with concern: "It's still early in the morning, why doesn't Erlang sleep a little longer?"

She was half asleep last night, and when she woke up to relieve herself, she vaguely heard movement coming from the main room.

This damn guy, he worked so late last night and yet he got up so early, he really doesn't care about his body.

Han Zhen smiled slightly: "Don't worry, you still don't know about my body?"

Hearing this, An Niang rolled her eyes at him with her watery peach blossom eyes.

Just thinking about Han Zhen's body, which was stronger than an ox, made her feel a little weak.

After rubbing Xiaodouzi's head, Han Zhen ordered: "Xiaodouzi has reached the age of entering school. You can find a private school in the next two days."

"Well, it's from the slave family."

An Niang nodded.

At this time, Xiaodouzi on the side said with a bitter face: "Mom, I don't want to go to school. How about you and your second uncle have a younger brother and let him go to school."

Han Zhen was immediately happy, but An Niang, who was beside her, made a big blush. She pinched Xiaodouzi's ears and said with shame and anger: "You damn kid, who taught you to say that?"

Xiaodouzi frowned and said, "No one teaches me. I just don't want to go to school. I want to be a hero like my second uncle."

An Niang pretended to fight, but was stopped by Han Zhen.

He smiled and said: "Little Douzi is ambitious, but great heroes also need to go to school. Have you ever seen any illiterate hero?"

Xiaodouzi was stunned and said nonchalantly: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. My second uncle didn't go to school when he was a child because his family was poor. Later, when he got older, he also learned to read from scholars in the county."

Han Zhen paused and continued: "It's always good to study. It doesn't matter how much success you can achieve in the future, as long as you can understand right from wrong and distinguish right from wrong."

Xiaodouzi nodded solemnly and said, "I listen to my second uncle."

He actually didn't understand what Han Zhen said. He just felt that if even his second uncle wanted to study, he should also go to school.

Han Zhen smiled and said, "That's so good."

Seeing her disobedient son being coaxed into submission by Han Zhen, An Niang felt a little mixed for a moment.

After all, the family still needs a pillar of support.

Turning his head, Han Zhen warned: "Children are tough, and it's okay to beat them occasionally. But in this kind of matter, you can't just beat and scold them. You need proper guidance."

"I understand."

An Niang responded and looked at Han Zhen's peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be dripping with water.

It turned out that the family was in a difficult situation. Her husband broke his back and lay in bed unable to move all day long. Her mother-in-law was blind. She had to work hard to make a living for the family, so she had no time to teach Xiaodouzi.

Even education is nothing more than beating and scolding.

Now, with Han Zhen helping to discipline her, the last stone in her heart was relieved.

At this time, the maids brought breakfast, and Han Zhen greeted: "Let's eat."

Sitting in the main hall and having breakfast, I saw an innocent girl walking briskly at the end of the corridor.

The girl is wearing a light blue skirt, with her hands behind her back, and the pink ribbon tied on her bun hangs down to her ears, swaying back and forth as she moves.

"Husband!"

Seeing Han Zhen, Ma Shuyao smiled sweetly, and there was a touch of joy in her big elk-like eyes.

Every time she saw Ma Shuyao, she seemed to have a smile on her face.

Or happy, or snickering, or cunning... like the bright warm sun.

Such a young lady who is not pretentious, does not moan for nothing, is innocent, lively and smart, is really hard to dislike, and anyone who sees her will feel good about her.

The only regret is that it is too small and needs to be raised for another two years.

If it were Lin Wanqing's age...

Ma Shuyao trotted into the main hall and sat down opposite Han Zhen.

For a moment, bursts of the girl's fragrance hit my nostrils.

Han Zhen asked: "Can we have breakfast?"

"Used."

Ma Shuyao nodded obediently.

Looking around, she asked curiously: "Sister-in-law hasn't gotten up yet?"

Han Zhen's expression remained unchanged and he said, "Your sister-in-law may be tired these past two days. Let her rest more."

An Niang gave Han Zhen a vague look.

Well, I am indeed tired.

It was a tiring journey all the way, and it lasted until midnight. It would be strange if I wasn't tired.

After breakfast, Xiaodouzi put down his bowls and chopsticks and asked expectantly: "Second uncle, can I go see the big insect?"

"Let's go, let's go together."

Han Zhen stood up and walked towards the garden.

Xiaodouzi looked excited and followed him, jumping out of the main hall.

I saw a huge iron cage in the garden, and a beautiful tiger was locked in the cage.

Seeing Han Zhen, the tiger immediately stood up and roared at him, then raised its front paws and pulled the iron cage.

After coming back last night, he forgot about the tiger and forgot to feed it.

Thinking of this, Han Zhen called his servant and told him to go to the market to buy some chickens and ducks.

It seems that tigers can't eat pork often, and he doesn't know the specific situation, so he simply feeds pork and cow offal and chicken and duck instead.

As for the lamb...don't even think about it.

The price of mutton is almost sky-high now.

If it weren't for preventing the tiger from escaping, he would have let the tiger go out to hunt and fill its stomach.Not long after, the servant came back with seven or eight chickens and ducks, weighing about ten kilograms, enough for the tiger to eat.

The tiger suddenly became energetic and stared at the chicken and duck in the servant's hand.

Gollum!

The servant was frightened by the sight and subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing this, Han Zhen took the chicken and duck and threw one into the iron cage.

The tiger didn't even move. He just raised his head, opened his big mouth, and grabbed the chicken with great accuracy.

With a slight bite, the chicken that was still jumping around suddenly stopped moving.

Standing next to the iron cage, Han Zhen could clearly hear the crunching sound of chicken bones being crunched.

A fat chicken is just an appetizer for a tiger. It disappears after a few mouthfuls, leaving only a patch of chicken feathers.

Licking his lips, the tiger continued to stare at the remaining chickens and ducks.

Han Zhen watched in amazement. The tiger looked clumsy. Unexpectedly, it was quite flexible in eating. It didn't eat any hair.

The eight chickens and ducks all entered the tiger's belly in the blink of an eye.

Han Zhen asked someone to bring a pottery bowl, filled it with water, and put it in the iron cage.

The tiger immediately came forward, lowered his head and licked the water in the bowl.

After eating and drinking enough, the tiger returned to its usual lazy posture, lying down and cleaning its hair one after another.

Xiaodouzi on the side widened his eyes, looking both scared and curious.

Han Zhen warned with a serious face: "Don't come to see the big insects alone in the future, you know?"

"Second uncle, I understand."

Seeing his serious face, Xiaodouzi quickly nodded in agreement.

After feeding the tiger, Han Zhen washed his hands, said a few words to Ma Shuyao, and then rode his war horse to the government office to go on an errand.

Outside the government office, Craftsman Yuan was waiting there early, chatting with Wang Hu, the soap official on duty at the door.

"Meet the county magistrate!"

Several people bowed in greeting.

"Come in with me."

After handing the war horse to Wang Hu, Han Zhen said hello and stepped into the government office at the pace of a dragon and a tiger.

After walking into the lobby and sitting down at the desk, Han Zhen said loudly: "I plan to set up an engineering academy with functions similar to those of a general supervisor."

Engineering Academy, Craftsman Yuan didn’t know what it was.

But as soon as it was said that he would be a prisoner, he immediately understood.

At this moment, Craftsman Yuan felt his heart beat faster, and he pricked up his ears, waiting for Han Zhen's next words.

Han Zhen continued: "You are now appointed as the dean of the Academy of Engineering. You will be formally prosecuted and issued official uniform in the near future."

Although he is a rebel and is only a member of the Caotai team now, he still has what he should have.

The sense of ritual is very important, and suing oneself and official uniform are the most important parts of an official's sense of ritual.

Don't underestimate this thing. How many scholars study hard all their lives just to be able to wear official uniforms.

The more grassroots the team is, the more they must pay attention to these. Only in this way will it appear to be in line with etiquette and orthodoxy in the eyes of literati and common people.

After deciding on the strategy that subordinate officials could be promoted, Han Zhen started looking for people to make official uniforms.

From the cyan court clothes of the ninth grade to the vermilion court clothes of the fifth grade, more than a dozen sets were made.

The style, specifications and materials are all the same as the official uniforms issued by the imperial court.

There are no technical difficulties in court clothes and they are easy to imitate.

Craftsman Yuan bowed and saluted, his voice choked with sobs: "I... your subordinate, thank you so much, county magistrate!"

Han Zhen chuckled and said, "Doing your job well is the best thank you to me."

Craftsman Yuan looked solemn and said word by word: "I will do my best and I will not give up even if I die!"

"Let's talk nice words later."

Han Zhen suppressed his smile and said sternly: "From today on, all the craftsmen in the government-run workshops in the county will be assigned to the Engineering Academy. You will have full authority to select the site and build the Engineering Academy. You will prepare a detailed account and hand it over to the household." Cao, we will allocate funds to you after review.”

Before Craftsman Yuan could speak, Han Zhen continued: "In addition, I need your help to build a large arms workshop as soon as possible!"

The money is in place, and now he is going to start a violent attack.

If you want to launch a violent attack, then ordnance is naturally indispensable.

Linzi County's water-powered forging workshop alone cannot produce so many ordnance in a short period of time.

Even leaving aside the fifteen thousand infantry, the ordnance required by the five thousand heavy armored cavalry alone is a huge number.

Therefore, he needs a larger arsenal.

Five thousand heavy armored cavalry may not sound like a lot, but throughout ancient times and modern times, there were only a handful of dynasties in the Central Plains that had such heavy armored cavalry.

Counting all the calculations on one's fingers, only the Han and Tang dynasties can be considered.

As for the [-] heavy armored cavalry, there is not even one.

It’s not that I don’t want to do it, but I really can’t afford it.

Of course, part of the reason was limited by the pig iron production and smelting technology at the time.

In fact, the Song Dynasty was the most promising dynasty to build tens of thousands of heavy armored cavalry.

The pig iron production in the Song Dynasty has increased seven to eight times compared to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the smelting technology has become more advanced and mature.

The most important thing is that the Song Dynasty had developed commerce, and with the introduction of Champa rice, there was money and food.

But it is a pity that the court did not use so much money in the right way.

At the beginning, the Jingsai cavalry was brave and powerful and defeated the Liao Tielin Army several times. If an elite heavy cavalry was formed around the Jingsai cavalry, there would be nothing to do with Xixia.

Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, spent no less than 8000 million yuan building Genyue.

8000 million guan!
If this money is used for military purposes, not to mention [-] heavy armored cavalry, [-] can be raised.

Craftsman Yuan cupped his hands and said: "I will accept your order!"

Han Zhen warned: "The Engineering Academy can slow down, but the ordnance workshop cannot slow down."

"The county magistrate is considerate, and the subordinate officials know the priorities."

Craftsman Yuan nodded solemnly.

Han Zhen took out a piece of paper, wrote a handwritten order with a pen, and handed it over: "Keep this handwritten order. When building the ordnance workshop, you can use the handwritten order to call the subordinates of the six cao of the third class of the government office."

Since the Engineering Academy has just been established, and Craftsman Yuan has just taken office today, he is not familiar with the government office. Having this handwriting will make it much easier for him to do things.

Taking the handwritten letter respectfully, Craftsman Yuan gently dried the ink on the paper, then folded it and put it in his arms: "I'll go and do it now."

"Go!"

Han Zhen waved his hand.

After watching Craftsman Yuan leave, Han Zhen ordered the poor clerk outside the lobby to call Ma Yundi.

The Ma family was so sincere and gave such a generous dowry, so naturally he would reciprocate the favor.

Not long after, Mayundi walked into the lobby and bowed: "I've met the county magistrate."

Han Zhen asked with a smile: "How do you feel about working in Hucao these days?"

"It's okay."

Mayundi replied.

"I know you have resentment in your heart. You feel that being a subordinate official is a sign of humiliation."

Han Zhen's words shocked Ma Yundi, and she quickly denied it: "The humble position has no such intention. Since the county magistrate arranged the humble position as a subordinate, there must be deep meaning."

Hearing this, Han Zhen smiled slightly and did not dwell on this topic. He said, "I am going to establish the Jinzou Academy and publish the Di Newspaper!"

Di Bao!

How could Han Zhen let go of such a good publicity method and means.

There is a saying that goes well: the high ground of public opinion is there. If you don’t occupy it, the enemy will.

The Song Dynasty had such a good weapon of public opinion, but did not use it. Instead, it allowed all kinds of tabloids to fly all over the sky. Then Han Zhen, a rebel, would not be polite.

(End of this chapter)