The backyard where Fan Sicheng lives has the same layout as the courtyard where Jiang Li lives, both of which are in the style of the bedroom wing room and the study, and the light is still on in the study, obviously, Fan Sicheng has been in the study before. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Listening to Jiang Li's footsteps and walking towards the study, a strange look flashed in Fan Sicheng's eyes.

A few pages were spread out on the bookcase, Jiang Li picked it up and looked at it, the handwriting had not yet been opened, the plan was drawn on the paper, and the map was circled with lines, and several city gates passed through today were drawn in detail.

After looking at it once, you can draw such a floor plan, and you can also carefully scrutinize the layout of the city defense, where does this seem like what Fan Sicheng can do without recovering his memory? Jiang Li curled the corners of his mouth and put the papers back where they were.

Jiang Li retreated with Qiushuang, and his guess of Fan Sicheng in his heart was almost confirmed. But after thinking about it, he still didn't explain it to Qiushuang, just waiting to see what Fan Sicheng's purpose would be.

The weather in July and August is bright and starry.

Jiang Li spread out his pen and ink under the lamp, and wrote down the things that needed to be prepared before the opening of the final workshop.

The location of Qingzhou is different from that of Jiangnan, Jiangli is ready to take two workshops to weave cotton and linen cloth, there are more displaced people in the three countries of Qingzhou, few people can afford to wear silk, and cotton and linen fabrics are more popular in Qingzhou. A workshop can use brocade to meet the needs of a small number of locals, and the other part is transferred to Jiangnan and sold overseas.

Once these ideas are settled, the next step is to procure the raw materials. The procurement of raw materials is left to Ge Hai, and she doesn't need to worry about it. The recruitment notice has been posted for a long time, and the steward from Jiangnan is responsible for selecting the workers, and then the workshop will officially start.

Jiang Li was writing a few words, and Fan Sicheng's voice came from outside the house, "Sister Jiang Li, can you come out and say a few words?" ”

"What can't you say tomorrow?" Jiang Li found his figure reflected in the window, looked at the shadow outside the window and replied lightly.

"I'm leaving. I have a few words to tell you. Fan Sicheng's voice was completely normal before.

"Don't want to keep getting needles?" Jiang Li got up as he spoke, and Xiao Xiang stepped forward and opened the door.

The sky outside the courtyard was full of stars, and Fan Sicheng's eyes were like stars in the dark night, and his face looked depressed because of the extra heaviness.

"Can you walk with me?" Fan Sicheng looked at Jiang Li's eyes steadily.

Jiang Li took a step back and snorted angrily: "You have to make inches." ”

"Something big is going to happen! I'm too late to panic, so don't worry, I don't want to talk to you about my children's affairs. Fan Sicheng's eyes did look very anxious.

In fact, on the way back today, Jiang Li found that something was wrong with him, and after seeing those pages of city defense maps, Jiang Li had already guessed his thoughts.

"Are you worried that something will happen to Qingzhou?" Jiang Li looked into his eyes, and she could feel his anxiety. Although she didn't have much affection for the Great Song Dynasty, she never wanted to see the Great Song Dynasty being swallowed up step by step, so when she heard Xia Cheng say that Xiao Yu was busy training troops, her heart sank.

Fan Sicheng thought the same as Jiang Li, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked: "Do you say that Xiao Yu wants to seize Qingzhou at this time?" ”

Jiang Li remembered that Xiao Yu had said such things in front of him when he was in the capital before, and he never discussed this topic again. I haven't seen Xiao Yu for so long, and then I realized that she really doesn't know Xiao Yu very well, at least this time she can't say with certainty in front of Fan Sicheng, 'I believe he will never do this.' -- Jiang Li was silent.

Fan Sicheng thought she was in the know, "If you don't say it, it's tantamount to acquiescence." Fan Sicheng continued: "Now at this time, if Qingfeng Zhai makes a move on Qingzhou, we are the enemy on our backs, I only roughly looked at three city defenses today, and I can see that there are flaws everywhere, Qingzhou is not far from Jiangnan, Jiangnan is our rear, Qingzhou is lost, and the imperial court will not even have a way to retreat in the future." ”

"Why are you telling me this?" Jiang Li's heart was actually heavy, but when he thought of his feelings for Xiao Yu, he was inexplicably very irritable.

Fan Sicheng stared at Jiang Li steadily, and said very solemnly: "Sister Jiang Li, you are also from the Song Dynasty, and your father was once an official of the imperial court here, I believe that if he has a spirit in the sky, he also does not want Qingzhou to fall into the hands of outsiders." ”

Jiang Li was silent for a while, even if she didn't want to see such a result, what could she do? Fan Sicheng mentioned her father, she couldn't help but remind her of what her father meant back then, so she decided to fulfill Fan Sicheng's two brothers, since they tried their best to raise military funds, she gave them those boxes, so she took the initiative to mention the dozens of boxes.

"Actually, the dozens of boxes you are looking for are not in Xiao Yu's hands. They've been in my hands for years. Before I left Beijing, I trafficked several batches of grain to Qingzhou, and by the way, I shipped those boxes here. ”

Jiang Li felt a lot more relaxed when she said it, and seeing Fan Sicheng's eyes light up, she continued: "Our family has set up an inn in Qingzhou to be used as a transit for goods, and the dozens of boxes that were transported are now in the inn, if you need it, you can take it, I can't help with the rest." ”

"I'm really glad you can be honest with me." Fan Sicheng smiled and said, "Since the goods are still in your hands, not in Xiao Yu's hands, then I am relieved." Fan Sicheng seemed to feel confidence again, and smiled happily.

Fan Sicheng stared at Jiang Li steadily, and said very solemnly: "Sister Jiang Li, you are also from the Song Dynasty, and your father was once an official of the imperial court here, I believe that if he has a spirit in the sky, he also does not want Qingzhou to fall into the hands of outsiders." ”

Jiang Li was silent for a while, even if she didn't want to see such a result, what could she do? Fan Sicheng mentioned her father, she couldn't help but remind her of what her father meant back then, so she decided to fulfill Fan Sicheng's two brothers, since they tried their best to raise military funds, she gave them those boxes, so she took the initiative to mention the dozens of boxes.

"Actually, the dozens of boxes you are looking for are not in Xiao Yu's hands. They've been in my hands for years. Before I left Beijing, I trafficked several batches of grain to Qingzhou, and by the way, I shipped those boxes here. ”

Jiang Li felt a lot more relaxed when she said it, and seeing Fan Sicheng's eyes light up, she continued: "Our family has set up an inn in Qingzhou to be used as a transit for goods, and the dozens of boxes that were transported are now in the inn, if you need it, you can take it, I can't help with the rest." ”

"I'm really glad you can be honest with me." Fan Sicheng smiled and said, "Since the goods are still in your hands, not in Xiao Yu's hands, then I am relieved." Fan Sicheng seemed to feel confidence again, and smiled reassuringly.

"What does it mean to be reassured, those goods are not ready to be taken?" Jiang Li couldn't understand his words.

Fan Sicheng looked at the stars in the sky and sighed, "The Eighth Prince has been secretly accumulating his strength and thinking about the throne. My eldest brother and I have been helping him get people around, and all of this requires a lot of money, so we came up with the idea of hitting those dozens of boxes of treasures. But now the plan can't catch up with the changes, who would have thought about the current situation, now that he is at war with Dayan, how many weapons can these treasures be exchanged for in a hurry in the troubled times? Now that the war is together, I don't know whose it is in the future, and the matter of the eighth prince will be put aside first, I have to rush to the north first, you keep these boxes first, and I will send someone to pick them up later. ”