After the emperor left, I felt a lot more relaxed.

Li Yue thought about it, "Then let's blow up the earth mines first and then tell the story."

She thought about telling her daughter-in-law about exploding earth mines and forgetting about the story, but she still kept reading Diary of a Madman.

The more she said this, the more she thought about it.

The daughter-in-law also had to take Xiao Wu and Xu Hui to correct the homework left by the children in the palace.

Zhang Yang was busy at his workbench. A measuring ruler was indispensable to the foundry process. He had made a ruler before, but it was just a ruler.

Use a ruler to mark the scale on the drawing, and install the wood chips coated with rosin. It's a bit clumsy to use without a roller, but this vernier caliper is pretty usable.

This is a great progress for Lishan's industrial base.

Taking his own tools, Zhang Yang hurried to the blacksmith workshop.

The new blacksmith's workshop is still under construction, and now that there is a calcining furnace, it is still possible to create some necessary parts.

Master Jiang successfully became the foreman of this blacksmith workshop and was also the technical person in charge of the Lishan iron casting process.

Zhang Yang opened the drawing and compared the dimensions of the parts, "Master Jiang's craftsmanship has become more and more sophisticated."

Master Jiang saluted Lishan, "I relied on the guidance of His Highness the King of Wei. This old man has been working on ironwork for half his life. I thought I would never make any progress in this life."

"Sure enough, His Highness the King of Wei is indeed a very powerful person."

Seeing that he was looking at the size of each part seriously, Master Jiang asked again: "Who did you learn your skills from before?"

If the size is not right, it will be polished again. Zhang Yang explained: "I learned the craft from my parents before."

"No wonder, no wonder." Master Jiang nodded while stroking his beard. He was still wearing shabby coarse clothes and looked at Zhang Yang with a little more admiration.

Zhang Yang took out the vernier caliper and said, "Master Jiang, take this ruler and use it. This thing is called a vernier caliper. We will all use it in the casting of objects in the future."

Several craftsmen in the blacksmith workshop also looked over and were very curious about this new ruler. The thin ruler is also equipped with a sliding object, and one end is equipped with sharp clamps on both sides.

Master Jiang made some gestures with a solemn expression. As an old blacksmith, he often used various measuring tools. He looked at the two sharp ends, first pushed them apart and then closed them, and he quickly understood their use.

He said to a group of blacksmiths working behind him: "This thing has endless uses."

Zhang Yang put away his tool box, "This thing was made by His Highness the King of Wei. It is called Lishan Ruler. There will be more styles in the future."

Master Jiang is like a treasure, "His Royal Highness the King of Wei is a great talent."

Zhang Yang loaded the new cast parts into a small wooden cart and dragged them away, leaving a group of people in the blacksmith shop still moved.

The river water is introduced into the fields, and many villagers are sowing rice in the paddy fields along the river.

This is Lishan's second crop of grain. Take advantage of the opportunity to plant it quickly so that you can at least keep some harvest after autumn.

A small cart of parts was dragged along, making a loud sound.

Li Yue was curious, "How to assemble these things."

Zhang Yang first hung up the drawings and said, "I'll teach you."

The couple sat side by side, picked up some small parts and began to assemble the mine.

Auntie lifted the car and dumped the parts on the table.

There is a pile of parts in front of you. The husband assembles one part and puts it in his hands, and then installs the subsequent parts.

Li Yue whispered: "Wouldn't it be too boring if you don't talk?"

Zhang Yang installed the trigger switch, "When you were reading, you were able to say nothing all afternoon, and now you feel bored again?"

"Husband, why don't you tell me the story of a madman's diary?"

"I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable after hearing this story."

"No, I don't know what to say anyway." Li Yue leaned closer, "Husband, please speak, I will listen."

Zhang Yang first recalled this story. Fortunately, it was also a must-read book when he was a child.

When I was a child, I didn’t feel much when I read it. But when I read it again as an adult, I felt an extra sense of depth.

Heavy feeling.

People of different ages often have different feelings when they read this kind of book.

A ridiculous story came from Zhang Yang's mouth.

Occasionally, a few parts piled on the table would fall off. The little bear watched this scene with his paws to stop Xiao Qingqing, fearing that she would crawl around.

After talking for less than half an hour, the story of Kun Zhong, the protagonist of Diary of a Madman, was finished.

After listening to this, Li Yue didn't look good.

"Let me just say that this story is not suitable for you. You are more suitable to listen to the story of Snow White."

Li Yueqiong wrinkled her nose, "Then I want to listen too."

"There are many, many interesting stories in my memory, including Kong Yiji, Ah Q, and the Peach Blossom Fan."

"Then, husband, tell me slowly, and then I will tell the children."

These absurd stories come from later generations and have not been circulated in the Tang Dynasty, but stories are stories, and people will think of the present and the future from the stories.

The story is touching and can also plant a seed in people's hearts. Those who can understand the story are scholars, especially those who are well-read in poetry and books. These people are often accepted by aristocratic families.

These scholars are the nails of the family. As long as the nails are loose, they are not far from falling apart.

They are all very crazy stories, and I am afraid that all the scholars in the world will also go crazy.

These stories have so much staying power.

I will never forget to read it once in my life.

Li Yue whispered: "My husband seems unhappy."

Zhang Yang stopped what he was doing, "You said back then that I would be cleared out by the gentlemen of the world in the future."

Hearing this, she raised her chin and said, "How dare they!"

In the past, a family had to be careful while living, but things are different now. Lishan is getting stronger and stronger.

His weight in the court is getting heavier and heavier, and as long as he has firearms in hand, Lishan can protect himself.

After a busy afternoon, the couple made ten earth mines. Li Yue complained a little, "It's so troublesome to put this thing together."

Zhang Yang picked out some defective products from the parts, which could not be assembled.

Even with Master Jiang's current craftsmanship, there will inevitably be some dimensional errors.

We have to strive for excellence in the future, but there is nothing we can do about it now that we are casting defective products.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The aunt came with the child in her arms, "Your Highness, the child is hungry."

Li Yue filled some rice porridge from the pot and fed it to Xiao Qingqing patiently, "Auntie, has the third volume of Liaozhai been printed?"

Aunt Wang wiped the child's mouth, "It was just printed today, and the printing tools from the old workshop were still used. It is too old and inconvenient to use, and it was delayed for two days."

Because the previous assembly line was made of wood, its service life was not long.

Lishan's production and manufacturing will continue to develop in the direction of ironware.

Li Yue put the rice porridge into the child's mouth with a small spoon, "I will have it sent to Chang'an City tomorrow."

"Here."

The emperor has returned to the palace, and it will be some time before the court meeting begins.

Li Shimin followed Zhang Yang's suggestion and left it to Changsun Wuji to deal with the policy of Guanlong's old clan.

Changsun Wuji had a wide network of contacts, and he was the one who contacted and comforted nobles from all over the country.

The hot summer has just passed, and the weather is not as muggy as before.

Li Chengqian stood outside the palace, waiting for his father to discuss matters with Duke Zhao before going to report some of the things that had happened in the court during his father's summer vacation.

In the hall, Li Shimin was listening to Changsun Wuji's report, while Lu Zhaolin was taking his pulse.

"Your Majesty has returned from Lishan. His pulse condition is much better than before." Li Shimin retracted his wrist and adjusted his cuffs, "It seems that I will drink less in the future."

Lu Zhaolin bowed and saluted, "I take my leave."

Zhang Yang is a person who pays attention to health. It seems that he has always felt that he will not live long. He is also very particular about his daily diet. Every meal must include a vegetarian dish.

I also want to live longer, and I will hang him in front of Chengtian Gate one day.

"Your Majesty, this is the news from Guanlong." Changsun Wuji handed over the memorial.

"You have worked hard these days." Li Shimin said calmly.

"I do not dare to neglect you for the sake of the country." Changsun Wuji's expression was a little more frightened. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at His Majesty's face.

"It seems that the old clans in Guanlong are already in civil strife and have no time to care about the court."

"It's just a temporary measure, we'll have to deal with it in the future."

The plan was proposed by Zhang Yang, and his words were very simple. This child was rough in doing things, and Zhang Sun Wuji needed to plan carefully.

This kid can think of such a vicious strategy, which is definitely not a good thing.
To be continued...