The door opened, and Guo Weiwei walked in from the outside angrily, followed by her brother Guo Jincheng. He was half a head shorter than his sister and followed listlessly.
Guo Songxiao asked: "What's wrong with you two?"
"Dad, that little house was bought for me, wasn't it?"
Tears welled up in Guo Weiwei's eyes, her mouth tightened, and she was about to cry, "Mom gave the little house to my brother."
Only then did Guo Song realize that little girls like to run a house, and she would definitely like that small house. He was a little careless.
He looked at his son again. Guo Jincheng lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "It was obviously given to me by my mother."
Guo Song laughed. Of course his daughter also wanted it, but she was afraid of her mother, so she ran to find him. Guo Song stood up and said, "Let's go! Let's go and take a look."
He led a pair of children to the back hall, and Min Qiu also came with him. The table in the back hall was filled with gifts that Guo Song had brought back from Lanzhou. Xue Tao was talking to Dugu Youlan! When she saw her husband coming with their children, she
He smiled and said, "I'm right! I must have gone to complain."
The biggest gift here is the wood-carved house, which is also equipped with more than a hundred lifelike wooden carvings, which can match the house. No wonder the children like it.
Xue Tao pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Husband, you caused this problem, you have to solve it!"
Guo Song thought for a while, then wrote a note and handed it to a maid. He gave her a few instructions, and the maid hurried away.
Seeing the two children looking longingly at the wooden house, Guo Song smiled and said: "Let's distribute the gifts first. The wooden house is not included. Four conches are for sister, a few small shells are for Acheng, and this tortoiseshell pen washer is also
Give it to Acheng."
Both children have no objection. Xiaowei likes beautiful conches. Although the small shells are small, it is fair to add more beautiful tortoise shell brushes.
"Daddy actually bought this wooden house himself. From now on, it will be placed in daddy's study. You can borrow it to play with, and then return it to daddy after playing for two days. That'll be fine!"
Both children lowered their heads, obviously unwilling.
Xue Tao and Dugu Youlan both laughed out loud, thinking that their husbands would uphold justice and give up their sister to their younger brother, but they didn't expect that no one would give it to them in the end.
At this time, the housekeeper came in and said, "Master, Zhao Xiu and the others have brought a big wooden box."
"Send them in!"
Not long after, three soldiers came to the yard carrying a large wooden box. They put the wooden box down and took out an exquisite wooden city model. They placed it on the ground. Everyone bowed and left with the empty box.
This wooden model is a reduced model of Zhangye City. It is three feet long and three feet wide. Three highly skilled carpenters spent more than half a year making it. Now the carpenters have made a larger model. This small model is placed on the
In the warehouse, Guo Song decided to use public money for personal gain and gave it to his children.
Guo Song took out the house model again, placed it next to it, and said to the two children: "They are all about the same size, you each choose one."
The two children cheered and ran up.
After all, boys are more generous. Guo Jincheng fell in love with the city at first sight, and he dismissed the house.
Guo Weiwei chose the wooden house. She liked the hundreds of little people inside, but the city was empty with no one.
Guo Song smiled and said to Xue Tao: "Isn't this solved?"
Xue Tao shook his head and said helplessly: "You! You know how to pamper your daughter."
"Who said that? I also love my son. I will ask the carpenter to make hundreds of little figures and put them in the city for him to play with."
Guo Song solved the problem and turned to go back to the study, but he heard his wife saying to his son: "Acheng, can the pen cleaner keep it for you?"
He almost fell to the ground, what kind of mother is this!
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Early the next morning, Guo Song came to the government office. Before he could enter, he saw Guo Yuniang standing in front of his official room. Guo Yuniang was naturally the former Xiaoyu Niang. She was now the commander of Tiance Tower, and no one called her Xiaoyu Niang anymore.
, Xue Tao also called her Yuniang.
"Yu Niang, when did you come back?"
"Replying to the envoy, I came back three days ago."
Guo Song gave her a strange look. She usually called him eldest brother, but today she was serious about calling him a subordinate. She must have made some mistake.
"Come in and talk later!"
Guo Song walked into the official room, and the tea boy came in and served tea. Guo Song sat down, picked up the tea cup and said, "Tell me! What happened."
Guo Yuniang lowered her head and said with a look of shame on her face: "I failed to do things well in my humble position, and failed to do the things I asked you to do. My humble position refers to things that are a sign of heaven, and I failed to succeed."
Guo Song smiled and said: "The main reason for that matter was that the time was not ripe yet. I don't think it was because of your poor strategy. You don't have to blame yourself."
"The envoy, indeed, was humble and thought poorly of his position. He should not have buried the jade tablet in the Jinshen Pavilion. However, Liu Sigu saw through it. He thought of the relationship between the Jinshen Pavilion and the envoy, and finally convinced Zhu Si."
"You didn't think about the relationship between Jin Shen Pavilion and me at that time?"
"At that time, I only considered that a sign of heaven had happened in Jinshen Pavilion and it would be more influential, but I ignored the relationship between Jinshen Pavilion and the envoy."
Guo Song shook his head, "Things are not what you think. No one stipulates that when a heavenly sign occurs, it must be implemented immediately. I believe Zhu Si is convinced, but the conditions are not yet mature, so he gave up. Liu Sigu's reasons are not
It's not convincing. If the heavenly sign happened in the palace, would Liu Shigu say that the heavenly sign was related to the Southern Tang Dynasty? The reason why I didn't mention this is because I regard it as a long-term effect. In short,
Don't blame yourself."
Guo Yuniang's heart relaxed a little, and she added: "This time I have recruited many skilled craftsmen. I have found three of the master craftsmen from the Director of Ordnance and Swords Department that you asked me to find."
Guo Song quickly asked: "Can they make Mo Dao?"
"The Mo Dao was made by their fathers. None of their generation has ever made it. However, the three of them are the top swordsmiths in the Chang Dao Department. As long as they can get the blueprints, they can make it. I am already thinking of ways to get the blueprints.
Okay, I should have some clues."
"Are Mo Dao's drawings still there?"
"Beizhi is definitely still there. Although it has been stopped for many years and the blueprints have been submitted to the Ministry of War, the Ordnance Supervision Committee will keep a copy and store it in the document library. Beizhi is thinking about this."
Guo Song nodded, "This matter is very important. We must get the drawings as soon as possible!"
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Yongpingfang, Chang'an, is a gathering place for the poor. It is full of low and dilapidated thatched houses. Of course, there are also slightly better brick houses. Compared with famous houses like Pingkangfang, the rent here is really cheap. Each house covers an area of one acre.
The monthly rent for a yard on a land is only three guan. If it is in Pingkangfang or Xuanyangfang, the rent is at least 10 guan.
This morning, a man in his thirties came out of a semi-old courtyard. He was thin and looked a bit like a rat. His name was Xiao Wanyu. He was originally a small official in Lantian County and had studied for two years.
, I know a few hundred words. After the defeat of Jingyuan three years ago, a large number of middle and high-level officials fled. Zhu Si established a new court, but he couldn't find officials. He had to promote a large number of lower-level officials, who were promoted from county officials.
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Xiao Wanyu seized this opportunity and submitted a letter to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to apply, and was actually selected. As if he had passed the imperial examination, he happily went to Beijing to serve as an official, was named the eighth-grade Chengwu Lang, and served as a military officer.
Supervisor's book.
You must know that in the ninth year of Kaiyuan, the famous poet Wang Wei's high school Jinshi was only awarded to Tai Lecheng, who was in the eighth grade. Xiao Wanyu, the lowest-level clerk in charge of the warehouse, who knew no more than 500 Chinese characters, actually became a junior high school official.
Eighth-grade officials, they are jokingly called official officials by the people of Chang'an.
Although he became an official, his salary was not high. It only cost five guans per month including various subsidies. Renting a house cost three guans. Therefore, Xiao Wanyu, like all officials, had to rack his brains in order to support his family.
They use their positions to make money. They are officials just to make money. It is simply a fantasy to expect them to abide by their professional ethics.
No, the opportunity came. By chance, Xiao Wanyu met a big businessman from Hebei. The businessman introduced him to a way to make money. If it happened, he could get three hundred taels of silver.
Three hundred taels of silver! Xiao Wanyu's eyes are almost red. Not to mention that he is just allowed to take advantage of his position. Even if his wife goes to the brothel to pick up customers and earns three hundred taels of silver, he is willing.
Xiao Wanyu carried a rag bag and hurried to the Yanfu Restaurant in Yanfufang next door. He often had a drink with friends here. When he came to the second floor, he immediately saw Dongzhu Liu sitting by the window.
That big businessman from Hebei, there was another person sitting next to him.
Xiao Wanyu sat down opposite them, put the cloth bag on the table and pushed it over, "Here are the drawings you want!"
Having said this, he swallowed. The man next to Dongzhu Liu took the bag, took out the drawings and looked at them. There was a thick stack of drawings, which were already yellowed. The first one had the words "Mo Dao Sample Drawing" written on it.
In large characters, there is the seal of the Ordnance Supervisor below.
The drawings include Mo Dao’s material formula, proportions, specific manufacturing methods, steps, key points to note, etc. It is very comprehensive.
The man was very satisfied and asked again: "I took this drawing away, how do you explain it?"
Xiao Wanyu said confidently: "I said it was destroyed according to the rules. Anyway, it has already passed its shelf life, but no one took care of it, so it was not destroyed. You are lucky."
The man laughed, took out a small bag and pushed it to him, "This is for you."
Xiao Wanyu was startled, "There are three hundred taels of silver here?"
"This is thirty taels of gold?"
Xiao Wannian opened the small bag and took a look, and he suddenly started to tremble. His eyes were dazzled by the yellow gold.
After a while, he was greedy and said: "I can also get a lot of weapon blueprints, what else do you need?"