Chapter 511: Extra Chapter: Golden Hairpin Humanoid
Master He, the Minister of Rites, looked at the golden hairpin and said with an expression of hesitation: "Ha! It's just a gold hairpin!"
The emperor's face was gloomy. He paid attention to his mother's slightly raised chin and hidden pride, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Zhimu Mo Ruozi!
During the years that mother and son lived in the palace, they had already had the same mind.
Mrs. Wu Ya had obtained the title, and with Duke An Guo at her side, no one dared to openly provoke her, so they took advantage of Song Liyun's background as a military girl.
This He Sheng is a new official from the Ministry of Rites recommended by the Queen Mother to join the cabinet, and now he wants to vent his anger on the Queen Mother's behalf.
Song Liyun nodded: "This gentleman has good eyesight. It is indeed a gold hairpin, and there are two valuable cat's-eye agates on it. It was made by King Di himself."
The ladies in the palace exchanged glances.
For these rich women from high families, gold hairpins are not rare, but cat's eye agate is hard to find. If it is available in Beijing, it may only be found in Ruzhu Pavilion.
He Sheng was naturally not interested in the gold hairpin and snorted coldly: "That's because King Di has a broad mind and doesn't stick to his family!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a clang and the golden hairpin fell to the ground. Song Liyun asked again: "Master He, what is this?"
The golden hairpin fell on the beautiful carpet, which did not damage the luxurious temperament at all.
He Sheng glanced at it: "It's just a gold hairpin!"
Song Liyun picked up a bowl of wing soup on the desk and poured it on the gold hairpin, and also knocked the juice dishes to the ground.
The sticky paste slipped from the gold hairpin and made a mess on the carpet.
Several ladies were so frightened that they screamed: "What are you doing? It's rude and disrespectful!"
Song Liyun still looked at He Sheng: "Master He, what do you think this is?"
He Sheng's forehead twitched. He was able to climb up to the position of Minister of Rites, so his mind was naturally smart.
At this time, Song Liyun repeatedly asked what it was, and He Sheng could not understand the reason.
A gold hairpin is still a gold hairpin. No matter where it is placed or how it is stained, it cannot change its nature as gold.
He gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a gold hairpin!"
Song Liyun leaned over and picked up the gold hairpin from the ground, took out the silk handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped off the soup on the gold hairpin, and inserted it back into his hair.
In the light of the lamp, the golden hairpin cat's eye still shines brightly, and those filthy things just now have not smeared half of its glory.
Song Liyun smiled broadly: "No matter what injustice a gold hairpin has suffered, Mr. He can still recognize it as a gold hairpin.
Why should a person's value be wiped out just because he is covered in dust?
Is Mr. He too short-sighted, or is Mr. He simply incapable of seeing the good qualities of others and only knows the instincts in his mother's belly?"
He Sheng's face turned red: "How can people compare with things? Gold is so bright that anyone can identify it!"
Song Liyun's voice suddenly became sharp: "Master He is the Minister of Rites and is responsible for the selection and appointment of talents in a country. With your short-sighted wisdom, how do you select useful people.
I don’t know how many people have their pearls covered with dust and are misled by their origins!”
She turned around and said to the dumbfounded emperor: "I hope your majesty will understand and don't let others experience the same life experience as I did today. From the Wu Dynasty, military women were forced to go far away to display their talents."
The emperor's face was a little green. Song Liyun was obviously a member of the Wu Dynasty, but he only showed his prominence in the Di tribe.
While the world was laughing at this girl who was born in a military household, they were also laughing at the Wu Dynasty officials for being ignorant.
When He Sheng heard Song Liyun say that he was forced to go to a foreign country, he knew that something was seriously wrong with him.
He fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly: "Your Majesty, I have only been serving as Minister of Rites for a year. What happened before... I don't know!"
The emperor glared at him and said bitterly: "Come here, I have violated the etiquette in front of the He Sheng Palace. I will be punished for one year and will not be allowed to participate in the national examination next year!"
A good palace banquet ended in a hurry, and the feast in Prince Di's Mansion had just begun.
Businessmen from all walks of life were waiting outside the gate, just wanting to see Princess Di.
Cotton, leather goods, jewelry, wool, melons, milk powder... As long as a little leakage from Princess Di's fingers can make a family prosperous.
The emperor also arranged for him to leave the palace privately. He wanted to meet his younger aunt, Mrs. Wu Ya, and his third cousin, Princess Di, as a junior.
If he wanted to sit on the throne comfortably and securely without having to receive military reports from eight hundred miles every three days, he must have a good relationship with Zhao Tingduo.
Especially the firebolts and cannons created by Princess Di are powerful weapons for attacking cities and plundering territory.
If the Wu Dynasty starts fighting with Dilu Grassland again...
Haha! Even if the Zhenbei Army is also equipped with firearms, both sides will lose.
And that gas can that can run away... While Princess Di is in the capital, he must ask the officials from the Ministry of Industry to get it out too!
This winter, there was an undercurrent in Beijing's upper class society.
Although the Queen Mother of the Di tribe had a close relationship with the Queen Mother of the Wu Dynasty and was called into the palace from time to time, Mrs. An Guogong lost her temper several times at home, saying that the Queen Mother of the Di tribe came to the palace to have a private meeting with Duke An Guo.
When such words reached other people's ears, they were only said in secret, and no one dared to reveal it openly.
Even if Mrs. Wu Ya and Duke An Guo rode out of the city to hunt for the winter, everyone they saw and didn't see would have to keep their mouths shut.
Because the emperor said that anyone who dares to talk nonsense and damage the friendship between the two tribes will be sent to the newly recovered Mobei grassland to open up wasteland.
Song Liyun was not idle for several months in the capital.
She helped craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry build steam engines and built a textile factory that resembled a modern factory assembly line.
It has to be said that the technology of the Ministry of Industry of the Wu Dynasty was countless times better than that of Mida City. As soon as spring came, the spinning machines for cashmere thread and cotton thread were successfully constructed.
Driven by the monster-like steam engine, hundreds of female textile workers shuttled through the online network, spinning long silk threads, cotton threads and cashmere threads in a steady stream.
The second and third such textile factories were put into production soon.
Song Liyun also got a reward from it, which was the same perfected spinning machine.
In addition, he also asked the emperor for various series of books in the palace library.
Mida City now has enough food and clothing, but there is a shortage of all kinds of knowledge.
Di Lu has already established a country, and it is impossible for the Di people in the future to still tie ropes and keep accounts.
It is urgent to open schools and educate people to learn.
Mrs. Wu Ya came to Beijing not only to meet Duke An Guo, but also to ask for scholars and craftsmen from Dadi to go to Mida City, and she would take them away when Song Liyun returned in the spring.
These things were all negotiated between Zhao Tingduo and the emperor before, and they were naturally agreed to.
Throughout the winter, everyone in the Wu Dynasty was talking about this matter. Those who were ambitious were eager to find opportunities to honor their ancestors, while those who were afraid of the barbaric land of Dilu were afraid of being selected.
When Song Liyun returned to Mida City, she brought fifty craftsmen, ten knowledgeable lecturers, and dozens of talented people with her.
As for businesses from all walks of life, they are flocking here, all wanting to open up new markets.
With the support of human and material resources, Mida City is like a phoenix with wings, changing in new ways every day.
Song Liyun, who was originally just living in Xiaoshi Village and begging for a living, became a very important figure in the Wu Dynasty.