Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

But for the problem of the heat in the house, Song Qingyuan had nothing to do.

Fans and porcelain pillows are available now.Logically speaking, the location of the house is not a problem, otherwise the next door town Guogong would not have built the Guogong Mansion here.The orientation of the house is also normal, facing north and south.

The only thing that doesn't make sense is the layout of the house.

But as things stand, he can't overturn the rebuilding either.After all, what Emperor Hongde bestowed on him was a house, not a homestead.

Regarding the utensils for summer heat, the first thing Song Qingyuan thought of was the hand fan.

A seven-wheel fan is recorded in "Xijing Miscellaneous Notes". "The diameter of most of them is ten feet, and they are connected one after another. If one person moves them, the whole hall is shivering."

Its principle is exactly to load onto fan blade on an axle, and the axle center is fastened rope.When the rope is pulled by hand, the fan blade will be driven to rotate to generate cool wind.

It is a bit laborious to pull by hand, but it can be driven by gears.Just install a handle, simple and reliable.

But no matter how labor-saving this kind of manual fan is, it needs servants to shake it continuously.Even if you take turns, your wrists will inevitably be sore and unbearable.

As an excellent boss generally recognized by employees in his previous life, even though the word "full house shivering" was very attractive to Song Qingyuan, he gave up after thinking about it.

But it can be driven by water power, Song Qingyuan suddenly thought.

But since water power is used, it is best to build the "Ziyu Pavilion" together.Otherwise, it would be somewhat wasteful to build a canal to divert water just to drive the fans.

Song Qingyuan looked at the ice tripod emitting air-conditioning in the distance, secretly pondering the feasibility of building a self-rain pavilion.

First of all, a canal must be dug to bring the river water into the mansion.

Let the water wheel pump the running water to the roof.Water flows down the eaves, taking away the heat inside the house.The water that flows down is reintroduced into the canal by using the paved water channel.

Going back and forth like this, "shivers all over the house" is simply not a dream!

The more Song Qingyuan thought about it, the more excited he became, he straightened up and wanted to draw the blueprint immediately.

But he soon calmed down.

Water diversion is simple, but relying on the current level of productivity, it is absolutely impossible to build such a device within a few months.

When he first came to Huijing, he had a lot of things to do, and he forgot to consider the crucial thing of escaping the summer heat.

I only think about it now, and when it is completed, winter is coming.

Song Qingyuan sighed for his lack of thoughtfulness, leaned back on the soft pillow helplessly, and shed tears of hatred for backward productivity.

It seems that this summer, we can only rely on willpower to drive away the heat.

Finding that there was nothing he could do about the hot weather, Song Qingyuan took an attitude of being at peace with it, and soon continued to come down with salted fish.My favorite thing to do every day is to watch the embroiderers at home modify and modify his auspicious clothes.

He was going to represent Yan Yun in this meeting, but according to the etiquette regulations of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, Proton was not qualified to make auspicious uniforms by himself.

Emperor Hongde, who had been working hard to make him feel bad, naturally did not miss this rare opportunity.The auspicious clothes delivered by someone were either inappropriate in size, or there were problems with the embroidered patterns.

I had to suffer from the embroiderer at home, racking her brains every day to study how to modify the unfit dress.

Soon came the day of the alliance.But Song Qingyuan has never been very interested in this kind of thing.

It's just that people from several countries sit together and greet each other for a few days, and then hold a few competitions.In the end, countries with insufficient fists reluctantly signed the covenant, and then went home separately.

It's better to watch the embroiderer change clothes at home.

Although Song Qingyuan always held a reluctant attitude towards participating in the alliance.But as Yan Yun's representative, he still had to show up on that day.

Qin Zizhen will also return to the palace that day.Right now, he was reporting the news to Song Qingyuan, who was yawning from sleepiness.

Today's banquet requires him to attend the python robe.The python robes prescribed by the county king are mainly blue cloud patterns, with few bright red and bright yellow colors.

Although this color scheme unexpectedly made Song Qingyuan tall and straight, with a gentle temperament.But strictly speaking it is against the rules.

Song Qingyuan's treatment in the Southern Zhou Dynasty should be according to the regulations of princes, which is a bit more noble than those princes who have not been crowned kings.

"Aren't you angry?" Jiang Duo asked while fastening a white jade lapel on Song Qingyuan.

"What's there to be angry about?" Song Qingyuan stretched a crease on his clothes and said indifferently.

Regarding this matter, Song Qingyuan had written a letter and told his father who was far away in Yanyun.Dedicated to adding some embarrassment to both his father and Emperor Hongde.

Song Qingyuan has always been active in causing trouble for those who don't like it.

But with his current status, he has no chance to do other things except to put some trouble in the hearts of these two people.

"This is what you should suffer after choosing to be a proton." Song Qingyuan said silently.

After reporting the news, Qin Zizhen didn't leave, but pondered Song Qingyuan's thoughts, and said, "It's only been less than half a month since King Mobei came to Huijing, but he has slapped Emperor Hongde's face several times. Nanzhao's visit this time It's not the prince and prince, but the great wizard of Nanzhao, I don't know what his intentions are. According to my subordinates, this meeting will not be too boring."

After Song Qingyuan listened, he really perked up a bit, and he was no longer that yawning look.Let Jiang Duo tidy up his outer robe and board the sedan chair for the imperial city.

Jiang Duo followed behind him, smacking his tongue slightly: As expected of General Qin Zizhen, he guessed His Highness's mind really accurately.

This time the meeting was held in the Zhaoqing Palace, and when Song Qingyuan stopped at the gate of the palace and waited for inspection, he happened to meet the great wizard of Nanzhao.

This great witch came sitting on a walking chariot, and there were blue pendants like wind chimes hanging around the chariot, which made a bird-like sound as the chariot shook.

He was wearing a black robe, with no hair tied, his long silver-gray hair was scattered on his shoulders, and he leaned on the wooden shaft and licked the corners of his mouth at Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan also nodded, and the two had greeted each other.

After putting down the car curtain, Song Qingyuan clicked his tongue lightly.

He always felt that the Nanzhao great witch's smile was a little too evil... No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a good person.

Song Qingyuan turned his head to look at Jiang Duo, whose face was a little pale, and asked, "You don't think this great witch of Nanzhao is a good person, do you?"

Jiang Duo stopped pouring tea, and said with lingering fear: "When I saw him for the first time, I felt creepy for some reason."

Song Qingyuan nodded, didn't speak any more, and started to daze while holding the teacup.

The Zhaoqing Hall is magnificent, the floor is covered with thick and delicate carpets, and even the beams and columns are decorated with gold lacquer.

The four characters "I am rich" are displayed everywhere.

Song Qingyuan followed the servant to his seat, and sighed softly when he heard the continuous praise from the passers-by.

The cost of repairing such a palace can be described as huge.As far as he knew, the treasury of the Southern Zhou Dynasty was not abundant.I don't know how many people will go hungry and cold for Emperor Hongde's face this time.

He didn't think so out of some noble idea of ​​"everyone is equal".In his previous life, he was the "superior" President Song, so he naturally knew how unrealistic such an idea was.

But such extravagance, just to show his majesty, he still couldn't accept it.

After Song Qingyuan took his seat, he began to look around.

Normally, whether it is the leader of Mobei or his father, they can only be counted as kings, one level lower than Emperor Hongde.Nanzhao Emperor's status is equal to that of Hongde Emperor, but it is a different matter that the one who came today is a great witch.

As the emperor of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Hongde's throne should be facing south and occupying the highest seat.

But it is obvious that Emperor Hongde does not have the confidence to sit in that position this year.It is just sitting on the north side symbolically, without setting a high order.

Song Qingyuan sat to the east with the great witch of Nanzhao.The seats opposite belonged to King Mobei and several tribal leaders accompanying him.

After a while, Emperor Hongde came in with a group of people.

Song Qingyuan was slightly surprised when he saw the person behind Emperor Hongde.After all, it was the first time he saw King Mobei, and he didn't expect him to be so handsome.

King Mobei's bone physiognomy clearly shows that he is different from the Central Plains people, but he is not the fierce and barbaric foreigner that people imagined.On the contrary, the eye sockets are deep, the brows are sharp, and the bridge of the nose is high, like a perfect sculpture.

His stature should be considered tall among Mobei people who generally have a large frame, and he made the rather fat Emperor Hongde next to him even more potbellied and short and fat.

Because it was a dress with narrow sleeves and a waist, through the clothes, Song Qingyuan could even vaguely see the strong and smooth muscle outline of King Mobei.

This kind of strong but not exaggerated figure is what Song Qingyuan wants most.But it's a pity that this body has been poisoned. Although it has been doing its best to recuperate, it is still weaker than ordinary people.

If you want the smooth muscles like King Mobei, it's somewhat difficult for his thin body.

Song Qingyuan had no choice but to watch other people's smooth muscle lines and get addicted to his eyes.

King Mobei, who was in good shape, stood in the hall with a calm expression, turned around and saluted Emperor Hongde casually, and then sat in his own seat.

Emperor Hongde on the dragon chair took the lead in raising his wine glass, and looked around, "Everyone has come from a long way, if Nan Zhou's reception is not good, I will still look at Haihan."

When the other people in the hall heard this, they straightened up immediately, and Song Qingyuan followed the others, exchanging a few casual greetings.

Anyway, there are a lot of people and the distance is far away. No one can understand what the other party said when you talk to each other.

"I also invite you to drink this cup to the brim, and wish all countries prosperity!" After Emperor Hongde finished speaking, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Everyone quickly picked up the wine cups on the table and said in unison: "I also wish the Southern Zhou Dynasty prosperity!"

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became a little solemn.

Regardless of whether each of them cursed the other in their hearts to destroy the country as soon as possible, on the surface they all looked like they were sincerely blessing.

After exchanging pleasantries, some palace people began to eat, and the music of bells, drums, silk and bamboo gradually sounded.

Song Qingyuan was a little surprised to see several desserts made of cheese in front of him.

Eating dairy products has never been the habit of the Han people in ancient times, and the same is true for the Southern Zhou people in this era.

Therefore, after coming to Huijing, Song Qingyuan almost never ate dairy products.

This time, it is probably because of King Mobei's honor that they have these snacks made of milk.

Song Qingyuan's unembarrassed identity is there, and there are only a few people who talk to him.He was also happy to be quiet, eating soufflé by himself.

But at this banquet, there are people who want to find trouble for nothing, and seek his unhappiness.

The author says:

Song Qingyuan's harvest in this chapter: resentment for backward productivity and envy of Mobei King's figure, Mobei King has nothing to gain in this chapter, because his blessing is in the future (not);

[Note: The principle of the manual fan comes from the Internet, because many articles are quoted, and the original source cannot be found, so it is hereby marked. 】

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The great witch of Nanzhao with long silver-gray hair, who doesn't look like a good person, is the attack in my other pre-received article-but the contents of these two articles are independent of each other and do not affect each other!Post a copy, and those who are interested can go to collect it.

"Put on the Vest of the Future Boyfriend and Farm":

Xie Yuchen×Wu He;

The five good young people in the new century who are obsessed with rural revitalization × the rumored bad witch who is vicious and vicious;

This article is also known as "How to Believe in Science" and "After being discovered by the Lord that I was farming under his identity"

Copywriter:

#What should I do if a fan who came to visit the class stabbed his idol with a knife#

#I still use a broken fruit knife that costs ten yuan a piece from the supermarket#

Xie Yuchen, who was hit three times, said that he didn't know either.

Because when he opened his eyes again, he was transported to a strange world.

The villagers who rescued him claimed to be his followers.

Ah this?Feudal superstition is undesirable.What's more, he is not a big witch, he just played a character with long silver-gray hair just before time travel.

But looking at the leaky thatched hut of the savior, Xie Yuchen still gritted his teeth and accepted his identity.After all, no matter how you say it, you have to pay back the grace of saving your life.

He walked out of the yard a few days later.Looking at the scene in front of him, even Xie Yuchen, who had seen the wind and waves, couldn't help but choke speechlessly.

He couldn't figure it out, how could someone guard the ponds and lakes instead of engaging in aquaculture, but fight with those few acres of barren Susukida?

Braised crucian carp, spicy crab, salt and pepper prawns...

Tsk tsk, drooling just thinking about it.

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But looking around, the whole village is equally poor.Xie Yuchen was completely dumbfounded. As the successor of the new generation of socialism, how could he allow such a thing to happen? !

God said: Let there be light!And so there was light.

Xie Yuchen, wearing a witch vest, said: We must develop!To build!To get rid of poverty!As a result, the people nearby became more and more prosperous, and the vest of the "big witch" was also imprisoned by Xie Yuchen.

But, who can tell him, what should he do if the Lord comes to his door?

And this boss looks very difficult to mess with.

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Hearing that someone pretending to be him appeared in Pengliu Village dozens of miles away from the capital, Wu He was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, after his reputation of being ruthless and merciless spread throughout Nanzhao, there would be someone who would act so boldly.

So with some curiosity, he stopped by Pengliu Village to have a look.

The rumored person who had the audacity to pretend to be himself was currently rolling up his sleeves, squatting on the field ridge, carefully observing the green wheat seedlings in the field, without any sense of imminent danger.

Behind him is a scene of peaceful and prosperous people, flat and open roads, and solid and reliable houses.

False great witch: bold in killing, able to stop children from crying at night.

The real great witch: hardworking and capable, leading the people to a well-off life.

Wu He: It's broken, I've become a stand-in.

——How about you come to be the great witch?

——Hey, no need, I'm satisfied just being a big farmer.

【Reading Guide】

①The face bump is due to the magical makeup technique, not the real look.

②Although the great witch is cruel and ruthless, the people he kills deserve to die.

③The silver hair received is fake, but the big witch is a real silver haired vicious beauty.

④It is an independent story with the same world view as another article "Playing with power is worse than building infrastructure".The plots do not affect each other.