Dress to be a celebrity

Now the two princes in Beijing have to learn from Song Shi's methods of promoting industry and controlling employees. Huan Ling, a family member of the husband who has worshiped the world and entered the genealogy, is naturally more qualified to learn more about government affairs from him.

Since you have learned something, it can be regarded as half a master-student relationship. If the master has something to do, the disciple should do his best.

His beloved teacher is now lying on the kang and can't get up. Naturally, his disciple will do the general affairs of the Hanzhong mansion for the past two days.

Huan Ling diligently rubbed Teacher Song's waist and legs, and served him properly. When he spared time, he had to approve official documents, patrol the prison cell, and hold meetings with his subordinates...if it was placed on others, it would be suspected of overreaching. But he is a censor of the capital, and he has the right to supervise local government affairs, so it is only natural to do this.

The only thing that was wrong was probably that the magistrate did not accompany him from the side.

But which subordinate would criticize the superior without winking?What's more, the magistrate and Huan Qianxian were already husband and wife, and the husband and wife handle private business and private affairs... Can everyone understand it?

Ma Tongzhi accompanied Shangguan to deal with local government affairs as dedicatedly as under Mr. Song. Seeing that there were not many things to do today, he thoughtfully advised him: "Mr. Song always talks about 'efficiency' when he is acting as an agent of government affairs. You only need to finish the job." It's not like you're in the yamen all day long for official business. Since everything in the yamen has been arranged today, you might as well take a break."

He was about to say the word "return to the house", but Mr. Huan did not go back to serve the master as good as he could, but refused with regret, difficulty, but also firmly——

He knew that Song Shi focused on "efficiency", but he also knew that Song Shi never went home early because of his high efficiency in official duties, but often worked overtime until night.Since he wants to act as magistrate today, he has to do what he usually did in Song Dynasty. How can he go back after doing a little work?

Doesn't this delay Shi Guan'er's career for nothing?

Huan Ling waved his hands and said, "Ma Tongzhi, go and do your own work. I'll take care of the farming outside the city on your behalf."

September and October are the season for late rice harvest, and the general rice fields have already started harvesting at this time; the double-cropping rice planted in the experimental field is still harvested later, and it is still filling the grain at this time, which is the time to use water.In the morning, he saw the paperwork for Xiatou County’s Qiufu City to allocate money to craftsmen to help repair the waterwheel. Later, he went to inspect the double-cropping rice field by the Hanshui River, and happened to check the status of nearby water conservancy facilities.

Before going out, he still had to fulfill his duties as an agent and ask Mr. Song for instructions.

Song Shi was massaged by him all morning, and he regained sleep in the morning. At this time, he felt in good spirits, and his waist was not so weak, so he tugged at the hem of his clothes and said, "When I change my clothes, let's go together." go."

Huan Ling's eyes fell on his hips, and the connotation was self-evident.Song Shi snorted coldly, rolled his eyes and stared at him, so that he had to turn his eyes away, and gently reminded: "The fields outside the city are all dirt roads, and the cars are bumping on them."

What's the bumps? Can a dedicated public servant like him give up his job for a little private event?

Obviously not!

He returned and grabbed two soft cotton cushions, and said imposingly: "Just put a few more cushions, there is nothing you can't go!"

Huan Ling was really gentle, considerate, and obedient at the moment. He personally carried the cushions on the bed outside, asked his family to take them and put them in the car, and supported Song Shi by himself—and didn't dare to do so openly. Master Song wants to save face. I just held his hand under the sleeve, borrowing a little strength.

Fortunately, they usually go to the fields by car, so this time they go out without much fuss.Then close the car windows and draw the sheer curtain tightly so that no one can see how they sit in the car anymore.

The car seat was covered with soft cushions, and Huan Qianxian squeezed into one corner of it aggrievedly. Song Zhifu took up half of the car seat, and had to rest his head on his lap, enjoying the legendary knee pillow.

Mr. Huan, the boss, did a disgraceful job. He took the initiative to put his legs together tightly so that the back of Song Shi's head could be rested comfortably, and his hands were busy rubbing his temples and eyebrows to ease the discomfort caused by the bumping of the car.

Normally, he would feel extremely stable and comfortable when he was walking on the asphalt road in this car, but today he always felt that the seat was not flat enough, the wheels bumped up and down on the gravel road, and even he himself could not sit still.

Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable for Shi Guan'er to lie down like this?

His fingers slid down Song Shi's browbones and the bridge of his nose, arousing him from the tranquility of closing his eyes, looking down at him and asking: "This car is not going smoothly enough, is the cushion thick enough? Or Lie on me?"

lie down until...

Such a thin compartment...

Uncontrollably, some unharmonious thoughts popped up in Song Shi's mind, he kissed his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, it's broad daylight...cough, this mat is okay, I didn't feel it Too crazy."

He saw the bewildered look on Huan Ling's face following his words, and then turned from bewilderment into an indescribable smile. He suddenly realized that he was wrong, and forcibly changed his words: "There is no cushion where you are sitting, and here I am." There are also wealthy ones, you put them on first, and we will remodel this car later..."

It's all because the car is not good, the vibration is too strong, it's not that there is something wrong with his mind!

Song Shi thought about it deeply, and sighed: "This car can't be equipped with shock absorbers, but it still lacks rubber tires! Why doesn't China produce rubber!"

Although Huan Ling didn't know about "car shock", he also felt that he was thinking wrong just now, but he didn't dare to laugh at him, and said along with him: "Exactly, it's because this car is not well made. It's a pity that the rubber is not produced in the Outside the pass and outside the mouth, otherwise I will be able to find some when I return to serve as an envoy to the King of Zhou, and we will use them ourselves first."

Not only is it not outside the customs, outside the mouth, there is not even a nearby overseas.

Nowadays, most of the sea-going ships of the imperial court go to Southeast Asia, Arabia and other places. There are still a hundred years before the great geographical discovery of the West, and they will not need rubber for a while.

If you have to use it, there seems to be a kind of rubber grass from Xinjiang to the Western Regions that can extract rubber, but the output is not very high, and the cost of transporting grass rubber from the northwest is too high.In addition, Eucommia ulmoides, a specialty medicinal material in Hanzhong Prefecture, is also extracted from Eucommia ulmoides gum to replace natural rubber.But eucommia gum is hard glue, the texture is like plastic, it is very troublesome to process, and it also has the problem of high cost.

The more fundamental problem is that organic solvents such as petroleum ether and gasoline are needed during crude extraction.

They don't produce oil in Hanzhong, but there are oil wells in northern Shaanxi.Petroleum is an important weapon in the military of this dynasty, and outsiders should not touch it lightly. Where can he get oil to extract petrochemical products?

When he can be promoted to an official position, he will be able to manage in the Yulin area. He can build a factory directly next to the oil well, distill diesel, gasoline, and lubricating oil, and enter the era of internal combustion engines.

He rolled on Huan Ling's leg, and sighed angrily: "Hanzhong doesn't produce oil, and the petrochemical industry can't develop!"

Huan Ling studied chemistry these years, and also saw some organic chemistry, knowing that many things in later generations are made of petroleum.Because the economic park has not yet reached that point, it is not easy for them to earn Jinjiang coins by writing articles, and they have never thought about refining oil.But now thinking that Song Shi was unwell and couldn't even sit in a stable car, he also felt a little urgent about researching "petrochemical industry".

In fact, even if it is not for the convenience of rubber, he has always had a great affection for the word "chemical industry" in later books-these two words have the meaning of creating all things and ingenious workmanship. Those wonderful creations written in the book Also fascinating.

He held Song Shi's shoulders so that he could lie on his lap more comfortably, and discussed with him in a low voice: "Fire oil is strictly controlled in the army, even in Shaanxi, we can only get a little Some of them are used as medicinal materials and ointments, and they can’t do much. When I come back from Yulin to get a few trucks of oil, then we will get out all the oil and plastic written in the chemistry book.”

Song Shi shook his head, his face swayed against his legs, his hat almost rolled off his head, and his delicate movements made his heart itch.

He caught the hat, and Song Shi climbed up from the mat in a blink of an eye, put his chin on his shoulder, and persuaded softly: "I don't want you to take such a risk. Although you are the supervisor The censor of the Nine Frontiers, but where can the things of the frontier army be taken to the inland? We have King Zhou here, and the two princes in Beijing are staring at us while fighting each other. If someone reports you, it’s terrible It became clear evidence of rebellion."

In the Song Dynasty, he majored in history and cultural tourism. He watched all kinds of official history and unofficial history, especially Gongdouju.The more books she reads, the more vigilant she will be, and the shady scene of seizing the heir apparent will be clear, and she will never look down on the two princes just because they are young.

It doesn’t matter if the folks buy some kerosene as a lubricant, they forget it, it’s better to build an arsenal on the spot in Yulin, refine diesel, gasoline... and directly produce the engine for the emperor, take the upper-level route, and turn the military into an industry supplies.

Anyway, Zhou Wang Zhenfu Jiubian has the duty to supervise military supplies, and asking them to refine military kerosene to improve performance is also within their powers.

Huan Ling thought for a while, then said: "You might as well discuss with Governor Yang about refining kerosene in the army, and ask him to take care of it. But we still have to try it ourselves first - the local merchants have stone resin for plastering wheels. , let’s ask them for some, and try to fractionate it in the academy.”

Song Shi nodded lightly on his shoulder again, knelt up and patted him on the shoulder: "I haven't touched chemistry since the first year of high school, organic chemistry... that's the name I know, I don’t know anything else. The future of Dazheng Chemical Industry depends on you, Brother Huan!”

He decided to devote his energy to the glass factory and develop a thermometer that can measure high temperature, so as to prepare for the fractionation of petroleum in the future.

When Huan Ling heard that he had given himself a new name, he couldn't help smiling, and looked forward to the future with him: "In the future, we will not only have petrochemicals, but when Brother Huan and His Royal Highness Zhou regain the territory outside the region, we will find rubber grass for you." Come on. We in Hanzhong Prefecture and Shaanxi Province call it to grow this grass all over, extract the glue, and make tires for you.”

In the future, you will also be allowed to sit on a steel cart that does not need a horse and is so stable that it can be used as a house.

This ideal is really lofty, and Song Shi was moved and ashamed when he heard it—Huan Ling was born in an era without cars, and he could still look forward to making high-end cars with tires in the future; but as a modern person, when he thinks of petrochemicals and cylinders, Just stop thinking about rubber tires at all, just think about crawler tractors.

Thinking of crawlers, he didn't think about inventing tanks, and went straight to the crawler tractor, which shows how rigid his thinking is...

Forget it, anyway, he now has a good wife who is not rigid in his thinking.