Zhao Qian picked up a brush and wrote eight words on the paper, "It is easy to know how to do, it is easy to do, it is difficult to do." After looking at the words, he continued to write them in the newspaper. Because the font is not large, more than two hundred words can be written in a newspaper. "It is easy to do, it is difficult to do, it is easy to do" repeatedly wrote, but no word can satisfy Zhao Qian.

After finally filling the newspaper side, Zhao Qian put down his pen. When he sat back on the chair, he began to wonder why his father was so powerful. It would be fine if others could have something that the world admired, but why did his father conquer the world immediately, and could also write an extremely admirable silver hook iron painting thin gold style character.

Zhao Qian has indeed seen the calligraphy of Wang Xizhi and Yan Zhenqing in the Song Dynasty Museum. He personally thinks that the calligraphy of his father Zhao Jiaren may not be inferior to that of the two. However, Zhao Qian himself failed to inherit his father's genius.

I couldn't help it. Zhao Qian asked the team leader Chen Xuyang for leave. The reason for asking for leave was to "ask for advice from the Zhao Guan family." Chen Xuyang did not refuse. Looking at Zhao Qian's back, Chen Xuyang only felt that as the emperor, the Zhao Guan family could actually make the prince in his thirties and go to ask for advice and study like a child. This patience for children and the deep affection between father and son is really too strange. According to ordinary circumstances, shouldn't it be the "most ruthless imperial family"?

Zhao Qian didn't find it strange at all. He had long been used to this kind of life. No matter whether it was his father or mother, he was not the type who would get angry if he said a little. Most of the reasons they were angry were just that Zhao Qian did not have the ability to control himself.

After leaving the house, he rode his chestnut-colored warm-blooded horse, and Zhao Qian urged his mount to walk quickly. Compared with ordinary horses in the Song Dynasty, Zhao Qian once thought that the Arabian horse, which was divided into hot-blooded horses, was already excellent. Compared with the warm-blooded horses bred from the Song Dynasty, Arabian horses seemed too impulsive. Riding on the warm-blooded horse, the horses were quick and light, and both speed and stability made Zhao Qian feel as smooth as his arms, and he completely felt the joy of riding a horse.

When he arrived at the newly built large construction site, Zhao Qian passed the security floor of the outer garrison and the security floor of the guard regiment, and finally went straight to the "Kaifeng Houle Park" designed by my father, led by my mother. It can be seen that my mother Qin Yuzhen has a very impression of Houle Park, and even when she arrived in Kaifeng, she did not forget it.

Houle Park in Hangzhou is next to West Lake, and Kaifeng's more famous water surface is Panjia Lake and Yangjia Lake. These two lakes are near the old imperial city, and the new core area of ​​the Song Dynasty is quite far away from the old imperial city. The new area is used to live in government and important officials, as well as various important office places for the imperial departments. It uses the original nameless depression to dig out an artificial lake directly.

The artificial lake was being constructed and the railway tracks were laid on the ground. Workers filled the iron trucks on the rails. A row of trucks were filled with soil. A new machine turned the steel cable reels to pull the vehicle out of the big pit.

Zhao Qian urged the horse to look at the pit for a while, then pulled the reins and let the horse turn around in place and headed towards the place where his father lived. The horse fulfilled all the orders very obediently. When Zhao Qian jumped off the horse, he gently patted the horse's shoulder blade to express his gratitude.

My father was working in an ordinary room at this time, and it would take some time to completely move into a new residential area. It took time for any major construction to build. Zhao Qian didn't find it strange. When he saw that his father was not available for the time being, Zhao Qian went to see his mother. After the mother and son sat down, Zhao Qian said directly: "Mom, I think my family is not as good as you."

This made Qin Yuzhen stunned at first, and then she smiled happily. She smiled for a moment before answering: "That's your fault. Don't blame your wife."

"Ah? Why did it become my fault?" Zhao Qian was stunned.

Qin Yuzhen looked at her son carefully and sighed: "Your father and I happened to talk about this before. I thought about how to tell you, but I didn't expect you to see it yourself first. Dalang, you have really grown up."

"What does this have to do with growing up?" Zhao Qian couldn't understand my mother's thoughts.

"I used to think I will never be as good as your grandmother in my life." Qin Yuzhen said from the bottom of her heart. After that, she looked at her son and saw that she still didn't understand at all, Qin Yuzhen was happy. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was very delicate, and Qin Yuzhen felt that her son probably would never understand it.

So Qin Yuzhen began to talk about the part that his son might understand, "I think it would be so great that your grandma can raise a person like your father. Later, I finally realized that a person like your father is a gift from heaven, and one may not be able to produce in hundreds of years. So I have nothing to envy. As for your wife, and you, although it is outstanding, it is not different from ordinary people. This is what I can do to relate and educate."

Zhao Qian still didn't understand. However, he had some insights at this time, so he kept silent and just listened. He wanted to figure out what I was talking about.

Qin Yuzhen continued to tell: "You think your wife is not as good as me. I think you are poorer than your father, making your wife much poorer than me. If you haven't taken care of so much money, how can you make it? Real people are all made with money. So your father said that he is going to give you a family business."

Zhao Qian was inexplicably excited, but he asked cautiously: "What does this mean for the family business?"

"I'm just giving you money!" Qin Yuzhen sighed helplessly.

In fact, these things were not thought of by Qin Yuzhen herself, but Zhao Jiaren proposed them first, and Qin Yuzhen accepted them with her experience and cleverness. Empress Dowager Chen herself was a wealthy family of the Jinshi family, and the dowry she brought was much more than Zhao Jiaren's father Zhao Zhizhu.

By Zhao Jiaren's generation, he had a huge industry at a young age. Qin Yuzhen had a generous dowry, and then took care of housework. He also threw away many burdens of dowry several times. Looking back, it was a lot of valuable things. After so many experiences, Qin Yuzhen became the president of the Military Federation at the age of 30 and went out to do a lot of things. After so many experiences, it would be strange if she could not compare to a housewife who only gave birth to children at home after graduating from college.

The child is reflected in his parents' words and deeds. Of course, Qin Yuzhen does not want his grandson to be an incompetent person. After Zhao Jiaren proposed this, Qin Yuzhen figured out this with her brain. Although she thought of giving her a large sum of property to her son and letting her daughter-in-law take charge, Qin Yuzhen's body had various negative reactions, which made her heart suck. But she had to continue doing this.

It was the first time that Zhao Qian heard my mother say that she was poor. Think about it carefully, he was really poor compared to her father. Not to mention her father's throne, her father was able to support the entire court with his own property. Back then, my father forced the young emperor to abdicate, and most of the officials in the court did not say a word. Although it was a magical tool that was originally unprincipled, and those with virtue and strength were there. However, these people knew who they ate and drank, so they naturally didn't dare to say more. Take a step back. If they supported the young emperor, they forced Zhao Jiaren to leave the court. These officials would have to eat themselves the next day. Many officials just said nothing.

If my father gave him some money... Thinking of this, Zhao Qian suddenly smirked. This was a natural reaction of the body, which scared Zhao Qian.

Qin Yuzhen was amused by Zhao Qian's smirk, and she could fully understand this smirk. According to Zhao Jiaren, "emotions come from the body, and thinking is pure mental work." With money, if you feel rich, your body will naturally show such joy. Qin Yuzhen feels that her level in this regard is better than Zhao Jiaren. Zhao Jiaren does not seem to have physical desires such as "eating, drinking, and having fun". Even if there is, it is very weak. In contrast, this guy has unusual enthusiasm and energy in the use of his brain. Qin Yuzhen tried countless times to pursue this kind of brain movement, but found that he could not catch up with Zhao Jiaren's ideas at all, and finally he could only give up in dismay.

Maybe he felt that it was too stupid to smile, Zhao Qian finally put away his smile and asked, "Since you want to give it, how much do you give it?"

"I'll give you... ten million coins first." Qin Yuzhen said with heartache.

"Haha!" Zhao Qian's body immediately responded. Although Zhao Qian wanted to calm himself down, he still couldn't help laughing, "Ha! Hahaha!"

Qin Yuzhen originally found it funny, but she felt a little sad when she saw her son wanting to use his brain to suppress his sentiment, but she couldn't do it. Zhao Qian is a good child, and many places are quite similar to his father. However, Zhao Qian really has no money in this life. Originally, he had a personal ginseng planting with some veterans, but the kid had no experience in his experience. Later, he simply didn't think about the business he had. Seeing that this fool had no experience in managing his own money, Qin Yuzhen could only send someone to privately manage the ginseng farm to manage the ginseng farm. In fact, 20% of this tens of millions of dollars was Zhao Qian's own money.

Zhao Qian finally held back his smile and said embarrassedly: "Mom, I'm losing my composure."

Qin Yuzhen sighed, "If you don't lose your composure, I will be scared. It's right to be happy at this time. In addition, let your wife bring the children to see me. I originally thought that I would let them come after the repair is completed. Now I have to see it early."

After Zhao Qian finished talking with my mother, when she was waiting for her father, she felt that she seemed to be in a dream. Such fortunes from heaven were really completely unreal. They were even so unreal that they were not as real as the emperor.

What is the concept of ten million guan? If a canal is built and the land is suitable for proper management, it can be built for hundreds of miles. If a floating bridge is built on the Yellow River, dozens of towers can be built. If only the standard of passable is used, a hundred towers will be built, which is a problem. Back then, the prime ministers of the Northern Song Dynasty could fight for a widow with hundreds of thousands of dowry. Now the value of the Song Dynasty Jiaochao is very stable, and it is already very important to catch up with the value of the copper coins of the Northern Song Dynasty.

However, Zhao Qian has seen a lot of money over the years. The most important thing the Water Resources Department lacks is money. Zhao Qian is honest and self-disciplined and never takes any penny. So he got a dead salary. Although the salary is also quite large, it is nothing compared to the money he handles.

Just as the chaos was happening, the secretary came to invite Zhao Qian to come. Zhao Qian soon met his father Zhao Jiaren.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jiaren asked leaning against the chair.

Zhao Qian looked at his father. At the beginning of his memory, his father seemed to be surrounded by books or documents at all times. Zhao Qian was so accustomed to it that now he suddenly realized that his father was really working hard.

"Dad, I have something to ask for advice." Zhao Qian pulled down the chair and sat down, and then told about his 'harshness'.

Regarding the allusion proposed by Senior He, Zhao Jiaren smiled and said, "It turns out that "Tang Ju's Mission" is used as an example."

"Is there anything wrong with this example?" Zhao Qian asked.

"This example is very good, but there is a saying, I want to ask you. The emperor's wrath is a million corpses and a thousand miles of blood. The common man's wrath is also free from being a robber and robbed the earth with his head. What is the difference between these two?"

"Ah?" Zhao Qian had never thought about it this way. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized and said happily: "Haha, it's no different."

Zhao Jiaren nodded in praise, "Yes, the King of Qin is at this level, so the examples given only have different identities but no essential differences."

"What about the anger?" Zhao Qian asked, feeling that his father's level is higher than Senior He.

"The thing about resentment is actually based on your own feeling that you are a weak person. With rules, you can't beat those guys. Although I really want to say that we don't ask for results, and any purpose-oriented approach will definitely be miserable. However, a person can be process-oriented, but for those purpose-oriented approaches, you have to be able to use rules to control them. If you can control them, there will be resentment. On the contrary, those guys should accumulate resentment."

After saying that, Zhao Jiaren calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip. He recalled the past in his heart. Before he could kill Pu Shougen's family, Zhao Jiaren was completely in a state of various mental torture because he was killed by Pu Shougen in his previous life. After killing Pu Shougen's whole family, Zhao Jiaren was healed in all kinds of mental pain without any medicine. His son Zhao Qian actually embarked on this path, and Zhao Jiaren felt very cared for him.

"Dad, how can you beat your opponent in both process orientation and purpose orientation? Tell me about it." Zhao Qian was not as much as his father thought, and he asked anxiously.

Zhao Jiaren put down the teacup and talked about his proud operation, "These two are one. If you only seek the result, you will be blinded by interests. You will fall on the way of the process. At this time, we have to rely on the system. How many landlords are there in the world? Some of them are still making contributions in the war against the Mongols. If I directly regard landlords as my enemy, do you think I can win?"

Zhao Qian nodded slightly, feeling a little clear. If my father targeted the landlord, he would be afraid that the army would be furious first. Although many soldiers were not from landlords, they also had various relatives with the landlords. Zhao Jiaren used other methods.
Chapter completed!