There is a war between father and son in the family of the household servant Lin Youlin at this moment.

The youngest son of his family, who was the most unhappy, was locked in the house and smashing things frantically, the old lady of the family sat in front of the hall with a gloomy face, and the waiter Lin was kneeling in front of his mother, looking unruly.

His wife was crying beside him, and even his second daughter, who was already married, rushed back and sighed to persuade her stubborn father.

"You are deliberately angry to die as a mother!" The whip in the old lady's hand hit her son one by one, although the old lady was old and it didn't hurt to beat people, but seeing the look on her face, Lin Shilang's mood was extremely depressed.

"Daddy, just let the old man go, he won't eat or drink for three days." The second daughter, who has always been well-behaved, also persuaded with red eyes next to her: "If something happens to the old man, our Lin family will be doomed." ”

The original wife with a weak temperament did not speak, but she was crying and crying and was annoying, Lin Shilang looked at the sky, and then kowtowed to his mother three times: "Mother, forgive my son for being difficult to obey, my Lin family has never read poetry and heirlooms, I don't expect Xiao'er to make any achievements, but at least he must be a scholar, not to be the trick of digging a well, my Lin family can't afford to lose that person." Mother, my son still has to negotiate with the envoys of the Liao State today, so I won't stay longer. ”

After speaking, he got up and walked out, dusted off his body, sighed and raised his head to look at the sky again, his heart was full of indignation at the demagogic thing that Song Beiyun had made, if it weren't for this ghostly workshop, his son who had always been docile would not have become so crazy.

But now there is no point in saying this, today I have to negotiate with the Liao delegation about trade, this is the most important of the big things, because the amount involved is more than 30 million per year, as Song Chen, he doesn't want this money to fall into the hands of the Liao people in vain, so naturally he can fight for as much as he can.

And today is not only the household to fight, there are virtuous ministers in the six departments, this is the war of Wenchen, if you lose the Great Song Dynasty, the annual loss of money and silver can be much more than the tribute, and I heard that the Liao side has always been known for being difficult Prince Yelu personally led the team to negotiate.

After Lord Lin left, the second daughter of his family secretly went to the firewood room at the back, and looked at the firewood room that was about to be smashed by her younger brother, she sighed lightly: "Old man...... Why do you have to suffer this, if your father sends you to disobedience, you will suffer a great sin! ”

"Sister!" Lin Gongzi pulled his hands on the door frame and shouted at his sister: "You came just in time, let me out quickly!" My project is about to come to fruition, and if I can do it, I will never be afraid of smallpox again! This is my Lin family's great cause! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, that's smallpox, isn't your father afraid that something will happen to you when he locks you up here?"

"Something? What could happen? Young Master Lin shook the door frantically: "Sister, just let me out!" ”

"I don't dare to let you out, I'm here to persuade you to eat something......"

"If you let me out, I'll eat!"

"If I let you go, my father will definitely discount my leg."

The tug-of-war between the two began, and at this time, the old lady of the Lin family walked over with the phoenix head staff given by Emperor Taizong.

"Someone, open the door."

The old lady's voice was full of majesty, she was one of the few ladies in the Great Song Dynasty, plus she was the daughter of the majestic Fold family back then, and her style of doing things was vigorous and resolute.

The subordinate hurriedly opened the door of the firewood room, and the young master of the Lin family immediately knelt on the ground, and he didn't even dare to raise his head at the moment when he dared to argue with his father.

"Xiaoyi, let me ask you, if you are let out, can you earn a glory for the Lin family?"

"Yes!" The son of the Lin family nodded seriously: "If I succeed, there will be no smallpox in the world, and the merit will be in the future, and the history books will have grandchildren in the history books for thousands of years!" ”

"Good! Good ambition! A teenager has his own youthful appearance, so go ahead. There are some steamed buns in front of the hall, and I hold some on the road. ”

"Thank you, grandmother!" He kowtowed excitedly, then jumped up from the ground, swept away the previous push, and rushed out like the wind.

Seeing his figure, the old lady smiled, but the granddaughter said worriedly next to her: "Grandmother, if my father blames me......"

"He still dares to blame me?" The old lady stomped the staff in her hand: "He is confused, but the old body is not confused." ”

And at this moment, the young master of the Lin family, who was holding a steamed bun in his hand and a steamed bun in his mouth, was already running wildly on the road, he didn't care about the many messy things, and ran all the way to an inconspicuous courtyard next to the workshop, and shouted with a sigh: "Master, I'm back!" ”

But as soon as he finished shouting, he was intimidated, because Song Beiyun was squatting in the yard scraping something with a knife, and after seeing Song Beiyun, the young master of the Lin family naturally didn't dare to be rampant.

"Over the wall?" Xiao Song got up and looked at him while wearing a mask: "There has been no news for three days, I thought you were dead." ”

"It's not my daddy yet...... Locked me in my home. Young Master Lin said indignantly: "He doesn't even understand what I'm doing. ”

"Okay, you can do your task, don't keep asking me to wipe your ass." Song Beiyun got up and put the tool in his hand: "I'm just reminding you that I just have a theory about this thing that I haven't practiced, and the specific operation still has to be up to you." ”

"Well, I understand."

Young Master Lin took off the mask that was drying on the pole next to him and put it on his mouth and nose: "You take a rest, I'll take care of the rest." ”

"Aren't you afraid that your father will come and kill you?"

"Although tens of millions of people are gone!"

Xiao Song smiled and washed his hands with water from the water tank: "Then it's up to you, your senior brothers have all gone to pick cowpox for you, you don't want to disappoint the people in this house." ”

"Definitely not!"

"Then you're busy, I'm leaving."

Lin Gongzi didn't seem to hear Song Beiyun's words, he was concentrating on scraping some milky yellow powder off the yellow paper and putting it into the glass bottle.

Xiao Song looked at his appearance, chuckled and turned around and closed the door with the big characters of the Department of Medicine.

To tell the truth, since the establishment of the workshop, Song Beiyun's impression of scholars has changed greatly, looking around the workshop, the best talents are those young people who were born in high-ranking families and official eunuchs, they are smart, courageous, insightful, knowledgeable, curious, serious, diligent, studious, and flexible, and the more dangerous the place, the more you can see their figure.

This is the appearance of a pillar of the country, the immature but not afraid of tigers and wolves, which means that this era is still saved. They did not choose to live in troubled times like their parents, but tried to change the world in their own ways.

Even Song Beiyun didn't know what kind of power these boys could burst out of.

Just like this cowpox, of course Song Beiyun knew, but he didn't actually plan to start the construction of immunology, but suddenly one day, a young man named Lin Han rushed in front of him, and was so excited that he danced and said to him, "Mr. Song, I saw that the cowherd never had smallpox."

It turns out that seeds really germinate, and when the right environment appears, science this seed really germinates!

So, Song Beiyun gave him land and funds, so that he had sufficient resources to complete what he thought.

After that, this place became a medical school, and at the same time, it became a strange place, because even Song Beiyun did not expect that there would be many like-minded people to join here, and they became a group one after another, and this group has changed from paper to practice, they are no longer satisfied with those things in literature, but have begun round after round of death journey.

Stealing corpses, catching mad dogs, raising mosquitoes and flies, and even exposing yourself to some bizarre illnesses to observe the development of the disease and the healing process.

This obsession surprised Song Beiyun, and what he could do was to add an insurance to these young people in the gap between their deaths, so that they would really bite themselves with mad dogs, that thing...... Hopeless.

Now that the boys had begun to specialize in smallpox, they went around collecting pus from cowpox, and then combined with the experience of previous human pox, they planned to plant cowpox on themselves at the right time.

Xiao Song felt that these boys had gone crazy, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement, because if they succeeded, the time for mankind to defeat smallpox would be moved forward by more than 700 years.

This discipline was named a new "infectious disease" by Song Beiyun, and a recorder was assigned to record their experimental process throughout the process.

Of course, this is just one area, almost every area will have such scholars flashing their own "book business spirit", some of their ideas are really simple, just to verify what they think in their hearts, those things that make them curious, they have to verify. Even if the verification process is difficult and painful, it is a dream as a horse and gallops thousands of miles.

However, in the eyes of their parents, these things are all unpopular, unorthodox and even crooked, but Xiao Song told them not to care, because they are destined to go down in history, and their merits and demerits will be shared by their descendants.

And at the same time as they were executing, Xiao Song's public class once every three days was also full of people, because most of the things he taught were bizarre, such as the electricity he mentioned, it turned out that it was not the thunder and lightning mother but the friction of two clouds.

He was constantly teaching the basics to these teenagers, whose average age was no more than seventeen or eighteen, and the rest was up to what kind of flowers these seeds could bloom.

When this side was in full swing, the first serious business negotiations between the Great Song Dynasty and the Great Liao also kicked off.

Don't look at Buddha Baonu will always suffer all kinds of losses here in Xiao Song, but when facing others, her wisdom can be described as crushing, and she often makes people speechless when she comes back and forth.

In the first round of confrontation, Da Song lost.