Song Beiyun

"Why are you so angry?" Song Beiyun patted her on the head: "That Qiaoqiao was not like this before."

"If it's Qiaoqiao from before, I'll kill you with a knife." Qiaoqiao snorted, "How can a princess have a child?"

"Blame me, blame me..." Song Beiyun sighed, "But you really plan to study with me?"

"Well, it's very boring to do nothing all day, I want to go back to Xiaolianzhuang." Qiaoqiao still said full of resentment: "It's very boring here."

"All right, all right, don't rush to say it's boring, I'll just take you there. But women are not allowed in the workshop, so you have to dress up as a little bookboy."

"Why not? You can go to the palace, but you can't go to that poor place?"

"People don't wear clothes when they work inside." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Why don't you let women in?"

"The little bookboy is the little bookboy." Qiaoqiao clutched the corner of Song Beiyun's clothes: "It's not like I haven't dressed up before."

Xiao Song laughed, and pinched his pretty face: "Okay, you have the final say."

Taking her to change their outfits, the two of them came to the workshop. As for the guards at the door, they didn't care who Song Beiyun brought in. After all, the workshop was nominally a place of the Ministry of Industry, but they still had to pick whoever was the biggest here. Clearly, Song Beiyun wanted to take whomever he wanted to bring, and how many he wanted to take, they just pretended that they were blind and didn't see anything.

After entering the workshop, the two first came to Song Beiyun's dormitory. Although this place was much more spacious than other people's dormitories, it was a dormitory after all. If one person lived in a wealthy place, the two would be a bit cramped.

"Should I find someone to give you a room next door or live here?"

With Qiaoqiao, there is nothing to worry about. We have known each other for more than ten years, and we have never done anything that should or should not be done. As long as Qiaoqiao gives advice, she will do it.

"Naturally we have to live together." Qiaoqiao walked back and forth in the dormitory a few times: "I came here to take care of you, if we were separated, what else would I take care of?"

"Take care of me? Why?" Song Beiyun fetched water and walked into the kitchen and put the pot on the stove: "The conditions here are not as good as those in the house. Why do you suffer here?"

Song Beiyun lived in the workshop for the most part during this period, and went back only once every three or five days. In fact, it was not that he didn't want to go back, but that there were too many problems to be solved here, and this place was just on the right track, and the other end was not far away. The engineering college is about to start construction and planning. When I am busy, it is really day and night, and this place is located outside the city. It is actually not easy to go back. It takes an hour to walk on the light road. It takes two hours to go back and forth, which translates to four hours. What can I do in these four hours?

The reason why Qiaoqiao made up her mind to follow is that since Jin Ling'er became pregnant, most of the industries have stopped, and Qiaoqiao is also idle when she is idle. Another point is that Song Beiyun has seen In fact, she has lost a lot of weight, and she always looks very tired, so she thought of coming over to take care of her.

You can't expect the princess to do this kind of thing, it's inconvenient for Qiao Yun to walk away because of the guards, so the height is right for her.

She didn't answer directly when she heard Song Beiyun's words. She just went to the bed and made up his kennel-like bed, gathered the dirty clothes on the chair together, and then said, "I've been running around with you since I was a child." , why haven’t you experienced any hardships, it’s only been a few days of good life, besides, it’s not a lot of hardship here.”

While tidying up there, Qiaoqiao said with a smile, "You treat me like a princess, I'm not that golden branch and jade leaf."

"Nonsense." Xiao Song leaned there and looked pretty: "You are more precious to me than a princess. Look, I never forget to bring you something wherever I go."

"You have a conscience." Qiaoqiao put the clothes into the pool and searched around: "Why is there no water tank?"

Song Beiyun stepped forward and turned on a copper faucet, and clear water gushed out immediately, Qiaoqiao was startled: "What kind of magic is this?"

Song Beiyun held her waist and led her to the window, pointing to a tower-like thing outside: "See that?"

"Saw."

"That one is called a water tower. It pumps water up from the bottom, and then draws the water out through copper pipes. This valve controls the switch." Song Beiyun said triumphantly, "Isn't this powerful?"

"This... is the magic method." Qiaoqiao stretched her neck and looked outside: "It's so high, how did the water get up?"

Song Beiyun laughed and pointed to the pipes under the water tower: "See those pipes? There is a large underground water tank connected to it. There is a pipe connected to the well in the water tank. If you blow air into it, the pressure will be reduced. The water is poured into the water tower, and when the water tower is full, just close the valve a few times, and then fill the water tank with water." Song Beiyun pointed to the boiler room in the distance: "See that big box? That's the water tank , it can be used as a cooling tower and a water storage device, it can also be used to increase steam pressure to make water flow up the water tower, and it can also use negative pressure to absorb well water."

Qiaoqiao is full of confusion, she is an art student, she can't understand this mess at all, she just thinks that this thing is a complicated structure that she can't understand in her life.

"Don't you want to study with me? The Four Books and Five Classics are boring, so let's start here." Song Beiyun's hands began to be dishonest again, but after all, it was the old couple's way of getting along, Qiaoqiao didn't care at all, just pointed at the one in front The place where the fire was burning red asked: "What kind of place is that?"

"That's a steel factory, a place for metallurgy and forging, and the conditions are the most difficult." Song Beiyun yawned: "Okay, wash up quickly, it's time to go to bed."

"You haven't washed your clothes yet?"

"Let's talk tomorrow!"

It’s almost midnight now, but many places in the workshop are still in full swing. The craftsmen are working with full of fighting spirit. There is no rule of clocking in performance, but few people will be lazy. In such an atmosphere , even a lazy dog ​​like Song Beiyun is too embarrassed to be lazy.

"It's time to go to sleep." After washing, Song Beiyun patted the other side of the bed, and called Qiaoqiao who was wearing a bath towel: "I have to go prepare some clothes for tomorrow."

"Ah."

Of course, it was said that it was time to go to bed, but in the end Xiao Song had a good time before falling asleep.

Chapter 379: On July 7 of the second year, it was sunny and calm when the sky broke through the clouds

The workshop is now on the right track, and many things can be produced and developed at the same time. Although it is not known when the initial investment will be paid back, at least it is not that there is no output now.

Xiao Song didn't wake up until after ten o'clock in the morning, which was much later than he used to wake up. When she got up early, Qiaoqiao was already up, sitting at the window to eat, and her eyes were always looking out the window with a look of enthusiasm.

After Xiao Song got up, he patted his pretty head and went straight to wash up. When he came out, there was already a pretty little book boy in front of him.

"Where are we going later?" Qiaoqiao asked while arranging Song Beiyun's clothes, "Where did you say you were going to take me?"

"Design Department." Song Beiyun opened his hands and let Qiao Qiao manipulate him: "Your ability cannot be wasted. The Design Department is short of people who can draw drawings well. You should learn about drawing first, and then give them lessons."

"Don't be joking, let me teach those talented people?" Qiao Qiao smiled and beat Song Beiyun: "What can I do."

"If you say yes, you can. I will take you there first, and I will explain to you what design is on the way."

Now Song Beiyun lacks the kind of players who can draw accurately. Many drawings are described by simple drawings and a lot of words, but this does not allow craftsmen to understand the design concept on the drawings very intuitively.

Drawing is not something that can be done simply by learning it. It must be done by talented players. Song Beiyun himself is capable, and he is also capable of witty words, but because there are too many aspects involved, they can't handle them well at all. What's more, Miaoyan is much lazier than Song Beiyun. She comes here once every three days at most, and it is impossible to complete such a huge workload.

On the way, Xiao Song carefully explained to Qiaoqiao where she was going to study. After listening to Qiaoqiao, she finally let go of her doubts and became cheerful: "I see, you said that the workshop is separate from the research place. Already?"

"Of course, the people here are called craftsmen, and the real scholars over there. Could it be that I let my pretty wife burn coal?"

"Oh! Then you asked me to come here yesterday, so it was only for that matter."

"Hey, I don't know whose legs didn't let go yesterday, but now it's all my fault." Xiao Song put his hands on Qiaoqiao's shoulders: "Have you forgotten what you looked like yesterday?"

"Can you blame me? You..."

Just as she was about to say something, a few scholars who looked like scholars came up to her. They walked together, holding notebooks, rulers, and Song brand pencils in their hands. When they saw Song Beiyun, they all bowed and called Song Gong.

Qiao Qiao was not as bold as Jin Ling'er when she was in front of people, she hid behind Xiao Song as soon as she blushed, obediently playing the role of a little book boy.

"What does Song Gong mean? It's so strange."

Qiaoqiao really didn't understand the system model here, but felt that those people called Song Gong instead of Mr. Song were calling her husband low, and immediately became a little displeased.

"There are no adults or adults here. Workers and master craftsmen call me Master Song, scholars call me Song Gong, and only the guards and supervisors sent by the court are called Master Song. Song Gong is the most common name on the other side. It's what the engineer meant."

"Oh I got it."

Xiao Song is the most impatient with Zuorou, and the most patient with Qiaoqiao, because Zuorou is very vicious, she has no desire for knowledge, and only plays and plays in her mind, but Qiaoqiao is actually a very curious child, so Xiao Song will give her careful answers when she encounters those who don't understand since she was a child.

There is about a quarter of an hour between the workshop and the R&D department, neither too far nor too close.

But when Qiaoqiao arrived there, she sighed sincerely, because this place looked completely different from the workshop.

To be honest, she didn't like the atmosphere in the workshop very much. It was noisy and loud, and with the roar and chant, it made people feel uneasy.

But it is completely different here. The two-story building of red brick concrete is very grand. There is an iron wall surrounded by sharpened iron rods outside. There are two tall stone lions at the door. The carvings are excellent and lifelike. , lifelike.

"All the buildings here are made of new materials, and there will be houses like this in the new town in the future."

"Wow..." Qiaoqiao followed Song Beiyun and walked in. When she saw the grandeur, she couldn't help lowering her voice: "It's so grand here."

Before Song Beiyun could speak, they came to the main building. There was a pond outside the main building. There were some koi and lotus flowers in the pond, and a flying stone stood in the middle. The word "seeking the truth" was written on it. Take a closer look at it. But it was Zhao Xing, with a royal demeanor.

And on the wall in front of the main building, there is a large patchwork of marble, engraved with engravings on it, from the Qin and Han Dynasties to the present, the warning words of famous masters.

Scholars kept hurrying around with books between them, they didn't seem to be weaker than Guozijian, and their murderous spirit was even stronger than Guozijian.

After entering the gate, there were guards saluting Song Beiyun immediately, but none of them were yelling, and the saluting was done in silence.

"Come on, pretty baby. I'll take you around here first."

"Hmm..." Qiaoqiao is already a little guilty and inferior now, she feels that she will never be able to study here, so it looks like everyone here is full of economical talents, but she is just a despicable village woman...

Song Beiyun took her through various subject groups, where they were either immersed in their work or discussing the subject. Of course, there were also many standing there arguing with each other and not accepting each other. There was also a large classroom with an open class. In the discussion meeting, Miss Qing was among them.

"Ah... is there a woman?" The pretty voice was almost imperceptible, for fear of disturbing the inside: "How can there be a woman here?"

"It's normal, the workshop is because you don't wear clothes for work, and there is no such rule here, as long as you are capable, you can be male or female."

After Song Beiyun explained, he took her to the second floor.Compared with the first floor, which is mostly theoretical, the second floor is mostly practical, and there are relatively fewer people on the second floor, because if the practical subjects do not go out, they will definitely not achieve results. At this point in time, they are basically on each corresponding site.

"The front is the design department."

"Um……"

Qiaoqiao's voice trembled a little, because she was really worried and unconfident, because the smell of books in the air alone had given her great pressure.

As long as you enter this kind of place, people will instinctively feel awe. There is really no way, because everyone here can be called a well-educated person, and in the future, everyone may become the unparalleled scholar of the country.

"Don't be nervous." Song Beiyun pinched his pretty face, "Don't be afraid, be good."

"It's easy for you to say, how can you not panic... This place is not the place for a village girl like me."

"Your husband is the founder of this place." Song Beiyun said with a smile, "When I die, a monument will be erected for me here."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Qiaoqiao slapped him, "What are you talking about!"

Song Beiyun just smiled, but didn't speak, and just brought Qiaoqiao straight to the design department.

There were three people sitting in the design department with the sign hanging, shaking their fans and working hard, but two of them were women.

They raised their heads when they heard the movement, and when they saw that it was Song Beiyun, they all stood up and greeted him.

"No need to be too polite, I brought you a baby bump today." Song Beiyun said, pulling out the pretty woman behind him: "This is my wife."

Qiao Qiao said, then turned around and hit him twice: "Didn't you say you won't tell me..."

"What are you afraid of?" Song Beiyun smiled and rubbed her head: "She is a treasure, you should teach her well first, and then learn from her slowly."

After Xiao Song finished speaking, he said to Qiaoqiao: "You learn from them first, and then teach them well."

Then he looked at Qiaoqiao and walked in shyly to get to know those colleagues. After seeing that there was no problem, he said to Qiaoqiao: "I will pick you up tonight."

"Um……"

After he left, the scalps of the people in the design department were also numb. It would be easy for others to say, but who is this person?That's the lady boss!The boss personally delivered it and introduced that this is his wife. Could it be Shancha?

Originally, the design department had already been poked at the spine, saying that they were eating free food all day long and didn't know what they were doing. Now that the boss's wife has come to supervise the work, they feel that they may be kicked out...

But Qiao Qiao is not as arrogant as Jin Ling'er. She chatted with a few people here carefully, and found that everyone was of the same age, and they became familiar with each other after coming and going, so they began to chat about this design. Ministry of affairs.

Song Beiyun overcomes all difficulties and must let this design department exist. One of the meanings of the existence of this design department is that the Huaxia Dynasty lasted for 5000 years. The overall design ability and drawing drawing ability tended to zero, because it was impossible to keep accurate drawings, which made it difficult to obtain accurate drawings. Inheritance, science is naturally unsustainable. In many cases, it is impossible to completely restore a certain product by relying on words alone. It must be restored and improved by relying on the drawings of the ancestors. , it means lost.

Another point is that design can improve the overall aesthetic ability of civilization. Aesthetics is an equally important subject like language, mathematics, etc., including rhythm, painting, dance, etc., which also need to be preserved by pictures , to concretize the sound and shape, otherwise, just by a piece of big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, the ghost knows what the song is.

It is easy to regret that cultural treasures are silently obliterated in the long river of history, and at this time the role of the design department is highlighted.

But helpless... Song Beiyun and Miaoyan are both science and engineering, they really don't understand this aspect, Miaoyan knows a little bit of rhythm, but she can only play according to the score, Song Beiyun knows painting, but he I can't explain what beauty is...

Therefore, the responsibility of the design department is absolutely great. They shoulder the records and descriptions of the entire era and the pursuit of beauty.

Chapter 380: On July 7, 28, there were many divergent roads, where are you today?

There is a war between father and son taking place at Lin Shilang's home.

The youngest son of his family, who was the most disappointing son, was locked in the house and smashed things crazily. The old lady of the family sat in front of the hall with a gloomy face, while the servant, Lord Lin, knelt in front of his mother, with a rebellious expression on his face.

His wife was crying beside him, and even the second daughter, who was already married, rushed back and sighed to persuade his stubborn father.

"You are trying to be mad at your mother!" The whip in the old lady's hand hit her son one after another. Although the old lady is old and it doesn't hurt to beat someone, but seeing the look on her face, Lin Shilang was in a special mood. depressed.

"Daddy, let the youngest go, he won't eat or drink for three days." The always well-behaved second daughter also persuaded with red eyes: "If something happens to the youngest, our Lin family will leave you alone." Endless."

The weak-tempered wife of the original wife did not speak, but she was crying so annoyingly. Lin Shilang looked at the sky, and then kowtowed three times to his mother: "Mother, forgive my son for being hard-pressed. My Lin family has never read poems and read heirlooms. I hope Xiao'er can make any achievements, but at least he must be a scholar, and not be a blacksmith who digs wells. My Lin family can't afford to lose that person. Mother, my son has to negotiate with the envoy of the Liao Kingdom today. I won't stay any longer."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went out, dusted off the dust on his body, sighed and raised his head to look at the sky again, filled with indignation at Song Beiyun for making such a deceptive thing. His son, who had always been docile, would not be so crazy.

But it’s meaningless to say these things now. Today we have to discuss business matters with the Liao Kingdom Mission. This is the most important thing, because the amount involved exceeds 3000 million yuan per year. In the hands of the Liao people, it is natural to fight for as much as you can.

And today, not only the Household Department is going to fight, but all the virtuous ministers from the six departments are going. This is the war of civil servants. Over there, Prince Yelu, who has always been known for being difficult to deal with, personally led the team to negotiate.

After Mr. Lin left, the second daughter of his family sneaked into the firewood shed at the back, looking at the wood shed that was about to be smashed by her younger brother, she sighed softly: "Youngest...why are you doing this, if Daddy Sending you into disobedience, you will suffer a great crime!"

"Sister!" Mr. Lin slammed his hands on the door frame and shouted at his sister: "You came just in time, let me out quickly! My project over there is about to produce results, if I can succeed, I will never do it again." Don't be afraid of smallpox! This is the great cause of my Lin family!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's smallpox, isn't your father keeping you here just because he's afraid that something will happen to you?"

"What happened? What could happen?" Young Master Lin shook the door frantically: "Sister, just let me out!"

"I don't dare to let you go out, I'm here to persuade you to eat something..."

"You let me out and I'll eat!"

"If I let you go, Daddy will definitely break my legs."

The tug-of-war between the two began, and at this moment, the old lady of the Lin family walked over with the phoenix-headed stick bestowed by Emperor Taizong himself. When the two younger ones saw grandma coming, they immediately dared not make a sound.