Sorrowful, life still has to go on.

Perhaps as the lowest-key Xie Yuan in history, Song Beiyun's reputation is more famous than those who show off all day long, and even now there are admirers who have begun to wait at the mouth of his alley early in the morning.

When Song Beiyun went out, he encountered at least three times, but even if Xie Yuan himself passed in front of them, none of them could recognize him, and even asked Song Beiyun if he knew where Song Beiyun was.

"Lord Song, why don't you tell them?"

Xiao Yu followed behind Song Beiyun and asked in a low voice about Song Beiyun in a robe, Xiao Yu is not deeply involved in the world, how does he know what Song Beiyun is thinking in his head, judging from the contact in the past few days, he feels that this Lord Song is definitely the smartest person in the world, and there must be a reason why a smart person does this.

"That's it." Song Beiyun bought two pieces of oil cakes in the shop, divided them with a small fish, and the two walked towards the camp while eating: "Everyone has different demands in the world, right, some people like to usher in the send-off, full of friends, some people like to push the cup and change the lamp, call friends, and some people like to meet in the mountains and rivers and look at each other." The demands are different, and the decision behavior is naturally different, right? ”

"Hmm." Xiao Yu nodded lightly and said, "Lord Song doesn't like those people. ”

"It has nothing to do with those people, it's that Lord Song doesn't like those names." Song Beiyun smiled and patted Xiaoyu's head: "They are not wrong, there are often people in the world who strive for fame and profit, but this Lord Song is not often there." ”

Xiao Yu pursed his mouth and laughed, looking up at Song Beiyun, two pear vortices bloomed, which was really indistinguishable between male and female.

"Then Lord Song, why do you say that people want to compete for fame and fortune?"

"Well, to put it bluntly......"

This question was answered and walked all the way, until he reached the camp, Xiaoyu became silent as if he had changed people, and stood quietly behind Song Beiyun like a shadow.

Those Qiu Ba in the camp were extremely enthusiastic when they saw Song Beiyun, although these people are not well educated, but they have their own set of principles for doing things, this Lord Song is generous on the one hand, on the other hand, he and His Royal Highness King Fu got together yesterday and fell in love with father and son, but he did not shy away from people.

As long as there is nothing wrong with the brain, everyone knows that this Lord Song is a person who cannot be provoked, so a strange tacit understanding has been reached from top to bottom in the camp, that is, to be polite to Song Beiyun.

And Song Beiyun actually likes to nest in this place, which feels great, maybe because his blood is still flowing with the heat wave of industry, and those surging and tumbling molten iron can inspire Lord Song to be suppressed in the bottom of his heart by the flocks of Yingying Yanyan's beauty.

However, not everyone is passionate about what this Riba talent will do, such as the talents in Luzhou City, because next year's spring is just around the corner, many of them simply settled in Luzhou Mansion and waited for the next year's exam.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are many people, there will be storms, and where there are many people and many scholars, it can be said that the evil waves are rolling.

These people are not like the young people who have cut their braids, and their hearts are full of hope for the future and love for their homeland. The vast majority of the scholars in this era have a smell of fishy salted fish that can't be washed away with women's inflammation, and what they are good at is not a good prescription for the world or full of blood, but gangs and groups.

Before, because of Beipo's status and his own conditions, these scholars did not stir up, but now that Beipo's order has been issued, he is too busy to take care of these scholars, and these people immediately began to be restless.

These people have several significant characteristics, first of all, they form gangs and factions, and they themselves belong to the outsiders and the insiders, and the insiders have begun to form different Jingwei, and there are two factions in the north and the south, and the students in the south look down on the students in the north and call them the dogs who have lost their homes. Naturally, the students of the northern faction were also unhappy, and they called the southern students lambs to the slaughter. The two sides quarreled endlessly, and on a few occasions they almost caused a fight.

Further down the subdivision is also interesting, the students of the southern school are also divided into several parts, Suzhou and Hangzhou look down on Huguang, the capital cultural circle looks down on Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the two Guangxi look down on Fujian.

The north is no better, those who move south look down on those who flee, those who move south look down on those who flee, those who move from clans look down on those who move south, those who are officials at home look down on those who do business at home, and those who do business at home look down on those who farm for a living.

The chain of contempt is lined up layer by layer, if there are students from the north and the south at the same time in a wine shop, it must be a dispute between the north and the south, but if there is only one faction present, they will not be polite, anyway, as long as they enter this circle, it will automatically become a mad dog, usually a group of dogs at the head of the village and a group of dogs at the end of the village bite each other, but most of the time it is a skirmish between mad dogs.

These scholars are probably a microcosm of the current officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty, with good spirits, superior parties, incapable mouths, mixed eats and waits for death.

"It's rotten, these people are rotten."

After Beipo, who was packing up his things, heard about the events of the past two days, he slapped it on the low table, but after the shooting, his hand only hurt badly.

"Well, I can't do much more." Beipo glanced at his little brother and sighed helplessly: "What about Beiyun?" I haven't heard from him in a few days, and he hasn't been involved in these bastards, has he? ”

"Song Jieyuan has never shown up, even if he is invited, some people have already begun to say that Song Jieyuan is self-conscious."

"Huh." Beipo sneered: "A group of rabble also dare to speak wildly. ”

But after finishing speaking, he sighed: "My heart is full of worries about the piety of this Great Song Dynasty, these people will all be my officials of the Great Song Dynasty, how can you be fair and honest as such an official." ”

"In the end, it is still up to Brother Beipo to preside over the situation."

"Nope." Beipo shook his head and said: "Now that I have an official body, it's not good to form a party again, so let them go." ”

The little brother sighed, knowing that Beipo was also helpless, and after chatting for a while, he said goodbye, and after Beipo left, he just sighed lightly and stopped saying much.

However, he was very surprised by Song Beiyun's choice, he thought that Song Beiyun would take the opportunity to collect a circle of people at this time in the name of Xie Yuan, even if he didn't accept people's expectations, it was okay to make a few friends, but this avoidance operation was not too understandable even by Beipo.

When he thought about it carefully, Song Beiyun was nothing more than two thoughts, one was that he didn't look down on these people at all, and the arrogance in the literati's bones made him disdain to be in the company of these people, and the other was that he didn't plan to enter this circle, and his mind was not even above the officialdom.

Beipo naturally didn't know what Song Beiyun thought, but he thought that Song Beiyun avoided it because he couldn't bear the stench and smell of those people, and he was arrogant.

However, even if Beipo was allowed to break his head, he would never have imagined that Song Beiyun was simply playing casting there and was addicted, and his mind was full of improving iron-making skills.

"I'm going to have to find a way to blow oxygen in."

Song Beiyun looked at the half-open stove and thought about it for a while, but he couldn't find any good way, and the craftsmen next to him also squatted in a row with him, and everyone's eyes were staring at the hot stove.

The bottom blowing process must be built on the existing process, engineering is more different from other majors, it does not exist overnight results, all things need to be slowly accumulated step by step, there is no underlying structure to climb high, when the time does not fall is called strange.

"Think about it, guys." Song Beiyun stood up and shook his numb legs: "My legs are numb, you guys have to fart Lao Tzu." ”

Several craftsmen are also wide-eyed, they are just craftsmen, not legendary masters, how can they have this ability.

But at this time, the master who was in the Fuliang kiln suddenly patted his head: "Try it according to the method of the kiln?" ”

"How do you try?"

"The fire is separated, and only the molten iron is hot, but there is no open flame, so that gas can be poured into it. When the heat rises upwards, we ventilate from the bottom into it, and use the breath from the bottom to force the air from the top up? ”

Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "Try it?" ”

"Then let's try."

When several craftsmen heard this, they got up one after another, and began to discuss how to renovate the kiln, and they all thought of the yellow mud brought by Song Beiyun, which was both heat-resistant and fine, and the gaps were finely pasted before the kiln was fired, and then the mouth was sealed......

"It's better to leave a passage to lead the molten iron out......"

After some brainstorming, a prototype of a bottom-blowing furnace based on the foundation of the Song Dynasty came out, and the next thing was the problem of oxygen.

The easiest way to achieve oxygen is to electrolyze water, and the most important step in electrolyzing water is to prevent explosion......

Song Beiyun took out a small notebook and began to silently draw the original shape of a simple oxygen furnace next to it, and electricity was needed here......

Song Beiyun pondered carefully, looked at the stove next to him, and then suddenly laughed: "Sure enough, human civilization is inseparable from boiling water." ”

"Everyone moves, I'll tell you some materials, you go and get ready, and we'll complete the first transformation in five days!"

And Song Beiyun sat there in a daze for a long time after holding the things in his hand, because it is extremely difficult to make a steam generator from scratch, and it is even more complicated to ensure the stability of the power, the gear or something is simple, and the die-casting cannot be successful, so it will be frustrated by hand!

"Steam generators, transformers...... What's the other thing? Song Beiyun scratched his head: "It's really annoying." ”

Although it was difficult, Song Beiyun felt full of energy, and this was the first time he felt so energetic.

"By the way, let's get a few copper balls according to my picture." Song Beiyun found a blacksmith: "The size is optimistic, can you know if there are holes?" The size must be watched, if you are wrong, your dog head is gone. ”