Zhao Jie knelt down and came to his mother, wiping his tears while saying to his mother: "The worries of the world are worried, and the joy of the world is happy." Fan Gong is above, you dare to be the first in the world, for the country and for the people, and the feelings are passed on from generation to generation, and you are a model for generations! Thanks for teaching, my Zhao family also has such feelings. Burn yourself to offer warmth, leaving light to shine on the world. ”

Speaking of this, he beat his chest and stomped his feet, tears and tears, like crazy, and then he saluted his mother and said: "Master, although Lang Jun's poems seem to be straightforward, to a certain extent, they are similar to Fan Gong's famous sentences. The main mother, in the next Zhao family revitalization hope, woo, woo. ”

The mother also recited these two sentences again, suddenly pushed Zhao Ping, and said sharply: "Kneel, I haven't thanked Fan Gong." ”

Zhao Ping had no choice but to kneel down immediately, learn from Zhao Jie, get on all fours, look at the sky, and then kowtow three times, saying: "Thank you Fan Gong, thank you Fan Gong." ”

For the literati, Zhao Ping admires Fan Zhongyan, Wang Anshi, and Wen Tianxiang the most, they are truly pure gentlemen, dare to be the first in the world, have the courage to reform, are not afraid of sacrifice, and are also their own life models.

For military generals, Zhao Ping's favorite ones are Yue Fei, Meng Hui, and Di Qing, who are loyal to the country and kill the Hu people step by step.

In the kowtow, he didn't expect that the poem he originally wrote for an advertisement for coal would let the housekeeper sit on the right number, and unknowingly hit the soft underbelly in the hearts of the poets and scholars of the Song Dynasty.

It turned out that although Zhao Jie did not pass the liberation test due to family reasons, he could only be regarded as half a poet and calligrapher, but he also regarded himself as a poet and calligrapher in his heart, and naturally had the feelings of a scholar who cultivated himself and ruled the country and the world.

Zhao Ping guessed in his heart that it was this kind of great Song literati who went forward and succeeded that created this great Han civilization that was ahead of other civilizations in this era.

After Zhao Ping got up from the ground, he stared at Xie Shen with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "I know that you escaped from the Hu people, do you want to kill the Hu people?" ”

When it came to Hu Ren, Xie Shen's tiger eyes were red, his eyes were full of tears, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Hu Renyin villain lady, hurt the villain's body, detain the villain's money, the villain can't wait to peel off his skin and eat his flesh, I don't know what Lang Jun can do to help the villain take revenge." ”

Zhao Ping said with the same feelings: "Now the immortal coke I asked you to study is a sharp weapon for steelmaking, and the steel refined through coke does not need to be beaten, and it is extremely sharp." After making steel with immortal coke, the soldiers will naturally help you kill all the Hu people and take revenge. ”

Xie Shen knelt down solemnly, bowed to Zhao Ping and said in a deep voice: "Coke is so important, in order to kill all the Hu people in the world, the villain has been working day and night, without rest, and strive to come up with the technology of immortal coke as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Ping suddenly thought that he suddenly set up such a big stall, would there be a break in the capital chain?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, except for fairy coke, soy sauce, and vinegar, everything else is a fast-acting project, so there shouldn't be a problem.

At this time, suddenly there was a loud sound outside.

Zhao Ping looked at Zhao Jie with dozens of ragged people, these people were men and women, old and young, all skinny, with vegetables on their faces, a humble face, and looked at Zhao Ping, his eyes showed a look of horror but expectation.

Zhao Ping Zhao Jie glanced at Zhao Ping a few times, hesitated a few times and said: "Xiao Langjun, now that the price of grain has risen sharply, they haven't eaten for a few days, crying and selling themselves, the old slave is the master of his own and buys them all." If the old slave is inappropriate, do you still hope that Xiao Langjun will be punished? ”

Zhao Ping looked at these dozens of pairs of expectant eyes, and said with a smile: "How can there be any reason for punishment, now that the workshop is just short of people, you are just right." What they want to do, you arrange. ”

Zhao Jie looked back at these people and said loudly: "Don't meet Xiao Langjun yet." I told you, Xiao Langjun is a good person, not only a disciple of the gods, but also a compassionate heart. ”

Dozens of men, women, and children knelt down together and said excitedly: "Thank you Xiaolangjun, thank you housekeeper, you are the reborn parents of your own family." Great mercy and compassion, unforgettable. ”

Several old people in their early fifties even cried excitedly, they thought that Zhao Ping didn't want them, but they didn't expect that all the old and young wanted them.

Zhao Ping held his hands weakly, glanced at everyone, and then said: "You don't have to see outside, you will be a person who eats in a pot in the future." Uncle Wengweng, you can change two sets of clothes for them, take a bath, and then build some houses and live in them for the time being. ”

Zhao Ping saw that they cut down trees and bamboos one after another, some of them were muddy, and when they were built, they used trees as bone joints, bamboo as meat, and mud as skin, and the speed was relatively fast, but it was not strong and unsafe, and it was very easy to catch fire, so they had to think of a way.

Zhao Ping thought about it, when it was time to get the cement out, so many people must need a lot of houses, only cement is both strong and safe.

It's just that this one has to be explored slowly.

Zhao Ping also saw that some people kept tickling their bodies while working, and suddenly felt that there must be something wrong with these people.

Lang Zhong, who Zhao Jie called, couldn't help but be taken aback, and rushed out: "They have skin diseases, and they are going to be infected, so they have to be isolated and treated quickly." ”

Zhao Jie couldn't help but hang his head and said: "Xiao Langjun, the old slave saw that these people were about to starve to death, and he brought them back as soon as his heart softened, but he didn't expect that they would have skin diseases, and they would infect others. ”

When these people heard Zhao Jie's words, they were afraid that Zhao Ping would not want them, so they knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said: "Xiao Langjun, my family is just a small problem, please give me a bite to eat, and my family will be rewarded by being cattle and horses in the next life." ”

Zhao Ping said to Zhao Jie: "Uncle Weng Weng gathered them together. ”

Zhao Jie was taken aback, looked at these people with anticipating faces, and then said, "Xiao Langjun, ..... you are"

Zhao Ping knew that he didn't dare to say a few words about not them.

Hearing these words, these people couldn't help but cry.

Zhao Ping hurriedly said: "It's not that I don't want you, but I'm afraid that you will infect others." After the treatment, I went to the workshop to work. ”

These people suddenly quieted down, but their eyes were still suspicious, and they relied on experience, Zhao Ping was the prelude to bringing them together, and then the whole expulsion.

Zhao Ping knew what they were thinking, and now the more he explained, the more unclear he became, so he said to Zhao Jie: "You quickly send someone to buy sulfur and astragalus." This must be fast, treating them usefully. ”