In the new book list, ask for everyone's recommendation votes, and there is only a few hundred points away from the previous one, that is, dozens of recommendation votes, I gritted my teeth and made a wish here, every time you push me to take a step forward on the new book list, I will work hard to add a new one! ）

Zhao Youju didn't need to perform at all, his wooden and decadent appearance was enough to make the messenger sent by the Shi Mo family believe that he was actually just a cover for the Zhao family, and the Quan family, who was hiding behind the screen, was the real head of the family.

The news brought by the envoy of the Shi Mo family was not unexpected, but when this matter really came, Zhao Youju still felt powerless in the face of the raging tide of history. The Mongols finally marched south, baring their hideous fangs at the Central Plains, a steppe tribe with the blue wolf as their totem, and they would sweep through the Central Plains like a flood to sweep away the traces of civilization on the ground.

When the flood waters receded, all that was left was ruins.

It is now the late August of the fourth year of Jiading in the Great Song Dynasty, and the battle of Yehuling, which determines the fate and historical direction of the Jin Kingdom, should have ended, because the road is far away, and the envoy of the Shi Mo family only brought the news from two months ago, and he himself has not received the worse news.

"Yoju, what's wrong with you, but you're not feeling well?" After sending away the envoy sent by the Shi Mo family, the Quan clan saw Zhao Heju's sad look, so he asked in question.

"Mother, I'm fine." Under the gaze of his mother, Zhao Youju suddenly had an impulse to spit out to his mother what would happen in the future, but reason still stopped him, he lowered his head and saluted to Quan's family: "There is a mother, if the mother has no other instructions, the child will go to the study." ”

"Yoju." Quan is not a woman who is good at words, she can sense that her son is full of thoughts, but she cannot convince this young son to open up to her. She felt that Zhao Heju might be worried that the Hu people would intrude on the Jin Kingdom and make the Shi Mo family unable to pay for the snow sugar as promised, so she was relieved: "You don't have to worry about money, isn't the water wheel mill at home producing flour, although it is not as profitable as snow sugar, but it is more than enough to cope with the family." ”

Zhao Youju nodded: "Mother said yes." ”

After returning to the study, Zhao and Ju Ku sat for a long time, their hearts fluttering, only feeling as if they were pressed by something, almost out of breath.

This extremely negative mood made him more painful than the sharp pain in his head, and in a trance, he seemed to see countless iron horses rushing into the south of the Yangtze River, endless heads falling to the ground, and a boundless sea of blood rushing. He heard the wails of orphans, the lamentations of women, the weepings of strong men, and the roars of literati.

"Da Lang, Da Lang!"

Xiao Cui knocked softly outside the door, she had already knocked on a pillar of incense.

She was extremely worried, the previous Zhao and Ju gave her the impression that they were calm and almost indifferent, and they were almost heavy. But today, after Zhao and Ju met the envoy of the Shi Mo family, they became distracted, and they walked lightly, almost stumbling over the threshold of their study. Although Xiao Cui couldn't enter his study at will due to Zhao and Ju's rules, she still noticed this scene. She originally thought that Zhao Youju was thinking about things, but seeing that the sun was crawling into the sky, and it was noon, Zhao Youju still closed the door tightly and refused to come out.

After knocking for a while, she heard footsteps inside, and then, the door squeaked, and Zhao Youju appeared in front of her.

"Sister Xiaocui, what's the matter?" Zhao Youju's inquiry was simple and clear, and his expression returned to calm, but his eyes were slightly red.

The old housekeeper asked if Da Lang was free now. Xiao Cui looked at it carefully for a while, but she didn't dare to look at it for too long, and after feeling that Zhao and Ju were no longer unusual, she said so.

"Invite him in."

For the loyal old housekeeper, although he also has some problems with servants in this era, Zhao Youju is still extremely trusting.

Zhao Xizao waited a little anxiously, and when he heard Xiao Cui let him in, he immediately trotted into Zhao Youju's study.

"Da Lang, the letter from the shopkeeper Hu to you."

Because the messenger of the Shi Mo family was there, Zhao Xi was old and cautious, so he never mentioned the matter. In fact, if it weren't for the urgency of the matter, Zhao Xi would not have led the messenger of the Shi Mo family to Yuzhang Villa.

"Does Hu Fulang still have a message?" After receiving the letter, Zhao and Ju did not fight to open it, but asked.

"Shopkeeper Hu only said, everything is according to what Da Lang said." Zhao Xi shrank his neck, a little uneasy in his heart, there seemed to be some secrets between Hu Fulang and Da Lang, but he, the big housekeeper, didn't know.

"It's hard old housekeeper." Zhao Heju had completely regained his composure at this time, and he waved his hand: "Hasn't Zhao Yong come back yet?" ”

When it comes to Zhao Yong, Zhao Xi is a little uneasy in his heart, there are not many people who can be used and trusted by the Zhao family, and those children can't save the fire from far away, so Zhao Yong will be sent to Susong, he is honest and impatient, and he doesn't know if the things that Da Lang explained are done properly.

"Don't worry about Da Lang, although Yong'er is a little stupid, he is still calm." Although he was uneasy in his heart, Zhao Xi still tried his best to hide it, this was the first time Zhao Yong went out alone to take charge of himself, if he did well, his position in the Zhao family would naturally be guaranteed in the future, otherwise, the profession of this big housekeeper would probably fall into the hands of others.

"Haven't come back yet...... How is the fourth dam going? Zhao and Ju finally opened the envelope.

"It's almost done, and in two days we can build a mill."

"There is no mill on this dam." Zhao Youju said while reading the letter: "I have another use, you have checked Baoxing's accounts, but what are the discrepancies?" ”

"I didn't see any problems, I had about 40 gross profits a day." Zhao Xi wrenched his fingers: "In addition to labor, there should also be twenty strokes." ”

"Twenty ......"

Zhao Youju sighed, twenty times is a lot of money for ordinary people, but for his big plan, it is just a drop in the bucket. The Battle of Fox Ridge in Mengjinye has begun, which means that his time is getting shorter and shorter.

"There are more places to use money...... "He muttered for a while, and then said, "Let Fang Youcai come to see me at three o'clock tomorrow, and then go and invite Ou Laogen, and the weavers of the family will also be called." ”

Fang Youcai is the carpenter who took the initiative to devote himself to the Zhao family, he is not a skilled craftsman, he is an ordinary carpenter in the countryside, and he is not outstanding in his work, this is related to talent, not something that Zhao and Ju can change. Ou Laogen was the most famous blacksmith in the neighborhood, and because his third son, Ou Bama, learned to read and count in the Zhao family's school, so he had great respect for the Zhao family. As for the weavers, in Zhao Xi's opinion, they are purely for fun, and they were not expected to be of any use, at most, they just let the girls in Yixue have a place for "internship".