Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Sleep Turns Into a Thousand Hatreds

Chapter Eighty-Nine: One Sleep Becomes a Thousand Hatreds!

When the green garlic pushed out of the ground, Wei Qing finally had news.

"The general of the Che Cavalry went out of Yanmen this time, beheaded 3,433 people under the Huns, captured 176 people under the Bayan Cave of the Little King, seized 48,000 cattle and sheep, and penetrated 600 miles into the territory of the King of Li.

With such a great victory, I would like to congratulate Your Majesty! ”

Prime Minister Xue Ze concurrently served as the Great Sima, and deliberately reported to the emperor the news that the emperor had known for a long time in front of hundreds of officials in the main hall of Weiyang Palace.

Then the courtiers of the palace bowed down one after another, holding a wat board to congratulate the emperor.

Liu Che waved the sleeves of his black robe, and the ministers returned to their respective positions, and he ordered Huangmen to take the wat board in Xue Ze's hand, and revised a few strokes on the wat board with a red pen, and then asked Huangmen to return it to Xue Ze: "These numbers are not true, tell the world according to this number!" ”

After Xue Ze took a look at the wat board, he saw that the original record of 3,443 people on the wat board had become 14,443...... The emperor changed very seriously, and there were a lot of strokes......

Yun Lang, who went into the city with Huo Quzhi to buy things, heard the data recited by the muezzy, looked at Huo Quzhi and said, "A great victory, let's go to the bar!" ”

Huo Quzhi's brows were furrowed very tightly, the number he heard from his aunt was not like this, since it was read by the Xuanli official, he couldn't say anything, urged the war horse, and rode into Yanglingyi with Yun Lang.

The small courtyard of the Yun family is still there, but there are two old women living in it, who are in their fifties and look to be eighty years old.

These two old women, who have lost their ability to work, were sent here by Yun Lang to look after the family, he looked around, it was not bad, the house was very clean.

"The mother-in-law cleans ...... every day"

Listening to the old woman's chatter, Yun Lang casually took a packet of maltose and handed it to the old woman and said: "If you have nothing to do, just walk around, there is no need to stay at home all the time, at such an age, you can live for a few years, and it is only right to live happily." ”

The mother-in-law happily took the maltose, they didn't have many teeth in their mouths, they couldn't eat hard things, and their biggest hobby was to eat a little maltose.

Huo Quzhi's most impatient thing was that Yun Lang chatted with his subordinates, wanting to give the reins of the war horse in his hand to his mother-in-law, and he was afraid that the war horse would kick his mother-in-law to death because of his violent temperament.

He led the war horse to the stable, poured water and feed, and urged Yun Lang to go quickly.

Today, I have to go to Zhuo's to pick out the good iron, where did I get the effort to talk nonsense with my subordinates.

Yunlang's You Chun horse didn't dare to get to Huo Quai's sick war horse at all, and as soon as he got over, he was kicked over by a hoof.

"You can't take care of your broken horse, he's always kicking my mount."

"Snort...... Are you embarrassed to call it a mount? The waste that the stronger women in the Han Kingdom don't ride, the Hou Mansion raised seven or eight horses, and they were kicked to death by my jujube horse, and I will compensate you again. ”

"Your jujube? It's not that the king's legs are soft, and the is scared out, my family You Chunma at least dares to rub on the tiger! ”

Speaking of the tiger, Huo Quzhi had nothing to say, and stamped his feet hatefully, so he forcibly watched Yunlang comfort You Chunma.

Zhuo's blacksmith shop is in the west of the city, and when Yun Lang and Huo Qu went to illness, they found that they hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and there had been great changes here.

At least in terms of scale, it is more than twice as large as when Yun Lang was the big shopkeeper, and it seems that the business here is very good.

The new big shopkeeper is Pingsuo's second son Pingyuan, who is a fat man who is not at all like the lean Pingsuo, it seems to be retribution!

The old guy is used to using power for personal gain, and he still wants to stuff his eldest son into the Yun family as a big housekeeper for this virtue.

Pingyuan was very surprised by the arrival of Yun Lang and Huo Quai, and personally accompanied the two of them in the blacksmith workshop.

"Yun Sima, Huo Langguan, the master had already ordered when he left, but whenever the two of you come, as long as I have it from the Zhuo clan, I will definitely take it out and ask you two to take a look."

Pingyuan knew that Yun Lang was an expert in the blacksmith's line, and when he saw that Yun Lang sneered at the fine iron he took out, he hurriedly explained.

Yun Lang ignored Pingyuan and said to Huo Quai: "No, there are too many impurities in the iron, and the yellowing in the black indicates that the iron contains sulfur, and this thing was not burned off when the iron was smelted, which caused the iron to become brittle and easy to rust."

When burning, the charcoal fire is too soft, and the air supply is insufficient, resulting in the furnace temperature being too low, and the iron material is not completely liquefied, and there is sand inclusion in the finished iron, which is a waste product. ”

Listening to Yun Lang's words, Pingyuan's face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd, and as soon as Yun Lang said that the good steel was worthless, it was immediately worthless.

Yun Lang looked at Pingyuan and said: "I didn't mean to belittle your iron materials, that's the case, how about other people's iron materials?" ”

Pingyuan's spirits were lifted, and he immediately sent someone to fetch the iron materials from the shop of Kong Weijia, the largest iron-smelting merchant in the Han Dynasty.

Yun Lang glanced at it, knocked the two pieces of iron, threw them on the ground and said to Huo Quai: "It's all garbage!" ”

Huo Quzhi frowned and said, "There are so many, none of them can be seen?" ”

Yun Lang shook his head and said: "No, it's worse than when I was supervising the work before, these iron materials are used to build agricultural equipment, and it is a joke to use them to make blades." ”

After speaking, he said to Pingyuan: "If you don't want to bring disaster to your master, try not to touch the ordnance manufacturing." ”

After speaking, he took Huo Qubing and went directly to the iron mine, whether Pingyuan could listen to it or not was his business, and it had nothing to do with Yun Lang.

Seeing the pyrite all over the field, there is nothing to say, if Zhuo wants to make sulfuric acid, this thing is naturally a good thing, if it does not make sulfuric acid, this thing is completely waste.

Now Yun Lang knows how badly Zhuo Ji was killed by her father and brother, and why she would marry Sima Xiangru at any cost, so as to borrow Sima Xiangru's official authority to deal with her father and brother.

Mixing Yunzi ore (hematite), a good raw material for iron smelting, with pyrite to pit his daughter, such a father is really wonderful, and what business opponents can't do is successfully used by them to use their daughter's trust to do it.

"This is an iron ore transported from Shu, and the iron head does not dare to use it...... I mixed a little bit and added it to the Yunzi mine to smelt iron......"

Pingyuan is obviously a person who knows the inside story.

Since Zhuo Ji is already dealing with this matter in Shuzhong, Yun Lang doesn't want to say more, Huo Quzhi is right, too much nosy will attract suspicion.

He asked the guys in the blacksmith shop to find some mixed hematite from the large pile of pyrite, which was five hundred catties, and asked the iron shop to send it to the Yun family manor.

Huo Quzhi paid the money very seriously, Pingyuan couldn't do it if he didn't want to, he learned from Yun Lang in this regard, and don't expect to solve things that can be solved with money.

And it doesn't matter whose favor it is.

After walking out of Zhuo's blacksmith shop, Huo Quzhi kept looking at Yun Lang with strange eyes and asked him what he was looking at, but he just shook his head and didn't say anything.

After returning to the small courtyard of the Yun family, he smiled and said, "You slept with Zhuo Ji?" ”

Yun Lang's body was stunned.

Huo Quzhi smiled: "It seems to be true." ”

At this point, Yun Lang also lost face and said, "How do you know." ”

Huo Qu was laughing sickly, and when he saw Yun Lang's face pale, he stopped laughing and said: "I know everything that should be known, and if I don't know, I naturally don't know."

Do you think widows are easy to take advantage of? If people pay, they must get back a little interest.

My mother had a relationship with the surname Huo, and then the surname Huo raised my mother for eleven years, until after my uncle made a career, it was considered to have broken contact, because of my uncle's relationship, and now I contact the surname Huo, and it is my mother and my uncle who suffer.

Until now, my mother says that it was a loss......"

Yun Lang painfully found that the Han woman did not have the habit of concealing the existence of her lover...... From the emperor to the commoners, there was no such habit.

They like to let others know that they are lovers...... The only use of this is that the biological father of the child can be determined...... Open the annals of the Han Dynasty...... Such fragrant stories emerge one after another!

Yun Lang swallowed hard to eat, he was very unaccustomed to this kind of practice of a Han woman.

Huo Quzhi looked at Yun Lang while eating and said: "This is nothing, others say that my uncle is His Majesty's **, but my uncle has not refuted it, what is your matter." ”

It turns out that Huo Quai's big mouth will not comfort people, and the more he comforts Yun Lang, the more Yun Lang wants to cry.

I slept into a thousand hatreds!