When Song Yang returned home, Mantou began to cry loudly.
I have no choice but to leave Sanyue.
Steamed Bun didn't recognize the bearded man in front of him at all.
"My lord, you'd better go wash up and take care of yourself first!"
His son didn't recognize him, and Song Yang still wanted to hug his two wives.
In the end, he still couldn't escape the fate of being rejected.
"My lord, if you say you don't take care of your image, what will the common people think? What will the enemy think? What will the aunties in the cafeteria think..."
"Okay, okay! I'll take care of it now!" Song Yang ran away in a flash, and the first thing he did after entering the house was to take a shower and shave.
After smearing the foam on my face, I clicked and clicked the special shaving blade that Blacksmith Wang had given me.
An hour later, an energetic Song Yang appeared in front of his son with a radiant face.
"My eldest son, please let daddy hug you!" Song Yang opened his arms.
Steamed buns: "!@#￥%……&*"
Although he still didn't think that Song Yang was his father, the appearance of Song Yang was already acceptable to Mantou.
Song Yang hugged the steamed bun and said happily: "Come! Call daddy!"
Steamed buns: "@#￥%"
Song Yang: "Call daddy!"
Steamed buns: "!@#￥%..."
Song Yang emphasized: "Dad!"
Steamed Bun nodded: "Hey!"
Song Yang: "..."
"Giggle!" Tong Qian and Shen Xiaowan laughed so hard.
"Ahem!" Song Yang choked, not understanding his son, so he had to return his son to Tong Qian.
"Let's go, Your Majesty. Dinner is ready!" Tong Qian hugged the child and walked into the house.
"That's right! I'm really hungry. Let's eat first!" Song Yang pulled Shen Xiaowan into the restaurant.
There is a lot of food on the table.
Song Yang left March and fought all the way.
He must have not had a serious meal during this time, so the two girls prepared delicious food for him.
Spinach and egg soup, fried lamb bombs with green onions, pork kidneys with leeks, and steamed oysters.
Delicious and tonic.
In the evening, Yang settled the three-month debt.
…
Song Yang has been very busy for a period of time since then.
Song Yang wanted to take a look at some new gadgets produced in the workshop.
The prototype of the steam engine had already begun trial production. Wang Jinshi explained the principles to him, and the two apprentices introduced the mechanical transmission.
Song Yang was very satisfied with this.
On the other hand, ten steam harvesters were produced this year.
The efficiency is amazing, one machine can support ten people, and ten machines can support one hundred people.
It's still day and night.
The efficiency of the harvester has been highly praised by the people. Some people with good conditions have teamed up with their neighbors to order steam harvesters.
The order has been placed for dozens of numbers.
If the internal combustion engine comes out, harvesting efficiency can be improved.
In order to save people from wasting money.
For families who have already ordered a harvester, Zhang Mi promised to replace it with a new one for free when the steam harvester comes out.
People have no worries, which is also the motivation to order large quantities of machines.
Six years have passed since the natural disaster, and Song Yang has been focusing on building a modern scientific system.
The first is the literacy rate of the people.
People have gained knowledge and are more receptive to new things.
Therefore, when Jiangzhou promotes some advanced technology or machinery, most people accept it easily.
The first batch of enrolled students have gone through six years of study and are now ready to engage in social practice.
Song Yang wanted them to complete nine years of compulsory education, but now there is a shortage of labor force, and some students are already very old when they enter school.
So Song Yang also opened the door to allow students to leave school and work.
However, the work at school has not stopped. School will continue to study every day after the deadline.
Chu Zian is one of these students. They have brought advanced knowledge and vitality to society, giving Jiangzhou's scientific and technological prosperity a foundation of common people's knowledge.
After Song Yang came back, his second focus was this year's food security.
With the improvement of hydraulic facilities and the popularization of scientific farming, Jiangzhou's grain output has reached a new high.
The granaries in various places were all full, and the extra grain and grass were finally shipped directly to the north, which was fully able to support the needs of the three-pronged Northern Expedition.
Of course, Qianzhong Road and Jiannan Road are also large food consumers.
Song Yang told Fang Zhe about the situation there.
Fang Zhe's expression of joy from the harvest suddenly collapsed.
It is okay for Jiangzhou's food to supply the three-pronged army, but it will not be enough if it is brought along with Jiannan Road and Qianzhong Road.
Fortunately, the two states themselves can also harvest some crops, and Song Yang only needs to replenish some for them.
Besides, Ezhou, Yuezhou, Tanzhou and other places are also rich in grain and grass. If the market price is collected, it is enough and it can also bring profits from grain circulation to the people.
In addition to civil affairs and industry, another important thing is the follow-up work of the war.
Although all three armies have made decisive progress, the war is not completely over after all.
Especially for the East Route Army, the battle with the Japanese pirates has just begun.
Battle reports from various places, consumption, troop recruitment, treatment of wounded soldiers, compensation for those killed in battle, etc. all need to be reviewed by Song Yang.
Jiangzhou's disability allowance and death pension are very high, and it can also provide job placement for relatives of martyrs.
The soldiers had no worries and naturally fought bravely and fearlessly.
After being busy until mid-December, Song Yang finally calmed down a bit.
This morning, Song Yang stretched his muscles and did a set of Tai Chi in the backyard.
Suddenly I remembered Gongsun Qi's master, Taoist Ping Zhen.
Ever since the old Taoist came to Jiangzhou, Song Yang has been extremely busy. The office at home was so busy that he even forgot about the discussion with the old Taoist.
When he was free today, Song Yang felt itchy in his hands.
"Xiaoqian Xiaowan, you don't have to wait for me at noon. I'm going to your big family's house." Song Yang shouted into the room and hurriedly went out.
Passing by the Yamen, I met Gongsun Qi coming to work.
"Good morning, Your Majesty." Gongsun Qi clasped his fists.
"Where is your master?" Song Yang asked.
"Master has been practicing at my house. My lord, are you looking for him?" Gongsun Qi asked doubtfully.
"Yes. I haven't had a lot of leisure these past two days. I'm thinking of having a discussion with him!" Song Yang said with a smile.
"Ah? That's an unprecedented battle! My lord! Just wait, I'll go find the master!"
Gongsun Qi looked overjoyed. He had long been looking forward to a sparring match between the prince and his master.
Gongsun Qi was also curious about who was the best in the world.
"Oh! Don't bother the Taoist priest to come over. He is a Taoist who must like peace and quiet. Anyway, we have nothing to do, let's go find him." Song Yang grabbed Gongsun Qi and said.
"Yeah, let's go, I'll take you there!" Gongsun Qi said eagerly.
"Huh? My lord, big man, what are you doing?"
The two of them were going to Gongsun Qi's house, and Ma Cheng and Fang Zhe came to work together.
"The prince wants to compete with my master in martial arts! Manager Ma, please bear with me about today's patrol." Gongsun Qi asked for leave as soon as he saw Ma Cheng coming.
"Okay, let's go. I understand!" Ma Cheng waved his hand, he didn't like to watch others compete.
If it was a game of chess or a sandbox tactical deduction, Ma Cheng would definitely want to take a look. He couldn't understand personal force either.
Fang Zhe said nonchalantly: "My lord, please go and come back quickly."
"Oh, by the way, Your Majesty, after the competition, let's go to the residential building in the afternoon to have a look?"
"The war is over, and the decoration of each house has been completed long ago. When Lao Yu and the others come back, we should move together."
"Let's go take a look in the afternoon. You can give us some guidance and see if there's anything else we need."
Fang Zhe has been coveting the idea of moving for more than half a year.
If Song Yang hadn't moved yet, this guy would have moved in already.
Even so, Fang Zhe went to the building every day to take a look.
Sometimes I take a nap on the sofa, sometimes I take a hot bath in the tub.
Don’t be too happy on your kid’s day!
"Okay. I'll go take a look in the afternoon. It's been so long since I've been back, and I'm too busy to go take a look!" Song Yang was also very interested.
While he was away from home, the decoration of the building had been completed and the furniture had been moved in.
Even some time ago, Tong Qian had already cleaned it.
Song Yang can't wait to see his new home now.
After gathering his thoughts, he followed Gongsun Qi all the way west, out of the city and to the suburbs.
Gongsun Qi's family lives here, and the yard is very big.
"Where is Lao Mo? The child is not at home either?"
"My father must have taken his children to play in the city." Gongsun Qi said.
Bai Xiaohua gave birth to a son, and Gongsun Mo was so precious that he took him to the city to show off whenever he had time...
It's a good day. Early in the morning, Lao Mo took his eldest grandson to the city to show off.
Pushing the door into the courtyard, bypassing the front hall, you will find a clean hut in the backyard. Ping Zhen is sitting at the door drinking tea and enjoying the sun.
"The prince has come from afar, and the poor Taoist will not welcome you from afar." When Song Yang and others entered the hospital, Pingzhen knew it.
This guy's hearing is very powerful.
"Taoist Master, you're welcome. I'm here specifically to pay homage to the Taoist priest." Song Yang clasped his fists, the way a person in the world would greet someone.
"I often hear that the prince is also a master of martial arts. Isn't the prince here here to learn from a poor Taoist?" Ping Zhen looked at Song Yang with a smile.
"The Taoist Master is very thoughtful! I really want to fight with the Taoist Master." Song Yang said with a smile.
"But this sword has no eyes, so it will inevitably be injured. What if I hurt the prince..." Ping Zhen said, stroking his beard.
"It doesn't matter. Although my martial arts skills are average, self-protection should not be a big problem." Song Yang said very confidently.
"this……"
Pingzhen looked at Song Yang and fell into silence.
Pingzhen has traveled all over Jiangzhou these days, and he has even thought of a way to leave safely after killing Song Yang.
I originally planned to go to the city to find Song Yang in the next few days.
Unexpectedly, Song Yang came by himself.
Pingzhen also had hesitations about killing Song Yang.
Song Yang was very kind to the people and had high prestige among them.
If Song Yang is killed, the people of Jiangzhou will definitely be filled with grief and anger.
But Pingzhen was burdened by her promise, and finally had to decide to take action against Song Yang.
Now that Song Yang came to him for a discussion, Pingzhen could kill Song Yang by mistake during the discussion.
This way you will feel less guilty.
Ping Zhen comforted himself for a while before agreeing to discuss with Song Yang.
"Okay then. In that case, Pindao will fight against the prince."
Song Yang was overjoyed that he could finally verify his strength!
"Let's go! Let's go to the martial arts field now!"