The last conscience of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 78 Still Hello
Liang Xin couldn't tell whether the oil was originally kerosene when it was evaporated, but according to current standards, the oil could be used as a kerosene lamp.

No matter how high the temperature is, Shen Chong can't control it, and Liang Xin doesn't dare to mess with it.

Zhao Ji gave it a try.

"This, it's not very bright."

"It's cheap." Liang Xin said: "It's true that there is no candle light, but it's cheap. One candle doesn't light up, and there are so many of them. In my opinion, the money you can save is the money you save. Everyone If the yamen uses this, this alone can save you hundreds of thousands of dollars every year."

"Of course, I also have a way to make this brighter, but I need to study it further."

The only thing that can be brighter than a kerosene lamp is a gasoline kerosene lamp.

Liang Xin had seen this thing in a remote village before traveling through it. It was comparable to the brightness of a sixty-watt light bulb.

However, with the current technology, we really need to invest money and put in effort into research.

Zhao Ji didn't hear that. He only heard that what was saved was his money.

"If you can save money, just make arrangements."

Liang Xin: "According to Shen Kuo's research back then, this product is mostly produced in Yanzhou. First, choose a suitable person to manage the production area, and then slowly increase the production capacity, and then expand production. When it is really useful, it will be Shengzhou. Because of your love and care for the people of the world, this thing can be put into the homes of the people of the world."

After hearing about the Holy Lord, Zhao Ji was interested: "Well, it needs to be done, it needs to be done. Let Zhang Dun, an old man, put more effort into it."

Liang Xin replied: "An Xin, not only will he handle it well, but he will also keep it a secret. Hiding behind the dragon wall will really let the courtiers know that it is the crime of destroying the nine tribes."

Zhao Ji nodded.

Liang Xin added: "I'm not afraid. The lives of my father and son belong to the Lord."

"It's better for you." Zhao Ji said this sincerely.

As for Liang Xin hiding behind the dragon wall, once the courtiers know about it, all the palace maids and eunuchs who know about it will be executed. When Ling Chi, the father and son of the Liang family, as the emperor, the best he can do in this matter is to give poison liquor.

In the afternoon, Liang Xin was still very hard.

He had to deal with the mountain of memorials.

After processing a few books, Zhao Ji went to study the three identical paintings. Liang Xin asked the young eunuch to find a basket and carry all the memorials on his back.

Come back home.

In the Liang Mansion, Zhang Dun had a new job. He reorganized the part before the Three Kingdoms.

After all, Cao Tan is a woman. Even if she knows military strategy, she lacks a lot of murderous spirit because of her young age.Zhang Dun is different, his writing power is more powerful.

As for going home.

Zhang Dun was a lonely old man. His wife had passed away, and his eldest son had already become a fifth-rank official, serving as a co-inspector of the imperial examination.

The eldest grandson is almost old enough to take the imperial examination.

My great-grandchildren can already recite the Analects of Confucius.

So, there was nothing he needed to worry about at home.

Zhang Dun was sorting out the previous parts of the joke about the Three Kingdoms, and Liang Xin came back.Behind him were two young eunuchs, each carrying a small basket.

Entering the study, the two young eunuchs put down the baskets and retreated.

Liang Xin sighed heavily: "For a few days, I only slept for two or three hours a day, and it was so hard."

After saying that, Liang Xin sat behind the desk, picked up a memorial, flipped through a few pages, picked up the ink pen and started writing.

Zhang Dun was shocked at first, then turned around and felt relieved.

When Liang Xin was about to put pen to paper, Zhang Dun said: "No."

Liang Xin turned her head.

Zhang Dun said: "Years ago, Dongpo once said that if the envoys from Goryeo were received according to the previous specifications, it would be a waste of money. But people from Goryeo must draw our map of the Song Dynasty, explore our military situation, and buy our books on the Song Dynasty. For the use of Liao."

Liang Xin stopped writing: "What then?" Zhang Dun said: "Although I have the intention to put my good friend to death, I still believe in his judgment. Later, some courtiers impeached him, thinking that Dongpo's opinions were making a mountain out of a molehill. It is detrimental to the dignity of our country, the Song Dynasty. Some people accused him of refusing to disobey the emperor's orders and asked for severe punishment. This..., he was demoted again. "

Liang Xin picked up the pen: "Why don't you play a story about Jiang Qian stealing books?"

Zhang Dun objected: "It's not that easy."

Liang Xin: "I have asked, and the governor's camp under Yu Xuan's control is confident that it can handle this matter. Moreover, I am preparing to clean up the merchants in Bianjing and other prefectures recently, which just gives me an excuse. What kind of king? What kind of shop belongs to the Prince Consort’s family, or what kind of shop belongs to the Prince’s family.”

After listening, Zhang Dun said: "Then, listen to what I said."

Zhang Dun gave a set of excuses.

It's very elegant, and the connotation is that after many years, Goryeo has once again sent a mission here. We feel very happy. Your King Goryeo has died, and I, the Song Dynasty, will also send a mission to express condolences.At this time, the Song Dynasty was in mourning. Emperor Daxing had not yet been buried, and the eldest empress passed away again.

Therefore, there are many inconveniences. Please come with fewer people. We will send people to accompany you as a courtesy to the landlords and so on.

There is a set.

It's really old ginger.

Zhang Dun was even more surprised behind him.

He has seen Liang Xin's handwriting, and he can only be regarded as good at writing.

But at this time, Liang Xin's writing in the memorial was very beautiful, and...it was him who wrote it with Zhao Ji's own hand. An ordinary person might not be able to see the subtle difference.

To say it is bad, the difference lies in insufficient skill. With more practice, it can be fake and real.

Zhang Dun pulled up a chair and sat at the desk and began to read the memorials.

He even did things like hiding behind the dragon wall and writing dictation boards for the emperor during the great court meetings, which is what punished the nine tribes. He would be able to criticize memorials for Zhao Ji now.

Liang Xin came to Zhang Dun to help her work together.

But, he didn't want to say it clearly.

Zhang Dun didn't intend to speculate on such a thing.

At this time, for many government matters, instead of arguing in the court, this kind of direct criticism seems...

Zhang Dun didn't want to say it.

Normally, Liang Xin would be busy dealing with these memorials from noon to evening.

Now, add Zhang Dun.

Normally, it can be completed in an hour.

There were still a few books, and the two of them discussed it behind closed doors for a long time. In the end, they just decided that at the next court meeting, the courtiers would discuss it, and then write a memorial to provide more opinions and plans, and then the two of them would discuss what to do specifically.

Among them, not far from Bianjing, there is a small county in the southeast, Fu County.

The intersection of the Majia River and the Huiji River is also a key area of ​​the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal next to Bianjing.

At that time, Dengzhou (not the one in Jiaodong, it is only recorded that it was close to Bianjing. I think it should be in the Xianping area because of the large amount of royal and noble land)

The governor of Dengzhou was Zhang Lei, who was demoted to Shangshu.

Request that some workshops in Bianjing be moved to Xianping County, where water transportation is more convenient, and Bianjing is rich in land.

In particular, spinning, weaving, dyeing, etc. are no longer suitable for Bianjing.

At the same time, thousands of hectares of clan fields were abandoned.

Liang Xin believes that it is absolutely correct to move the industrial zone out of Bianjing.

Zhang Dun disagreed.

It is these small handicraft industries that have created the prosperity of Bianjing, and their products are used to supply Bianjing. If they are relocated, it will bring a huge burden to the small handicraft shops, and it will also squeeze the big shops in Bianjing city. Opportunity for a small craft shop.

(End of this chapter)