Chapter 22 The Lost Son

Chapter 22 The Lost Son

Gong Nian Huai is very strange Fang Qiong, how can this person be so concerned about other people's affairs, and it is all about men and women marrying, and they have seen it twice in one morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Li Liang and Li Deputy Military Envoys are all from the Meng family, old acquaintances; But this Yan Fang doesn't seem to be familiar enough to talk about other people's families, and you can see from Yan Fang's expression that people are about to get angry.

"Hehe, Yuan Zhi, I said that you are a little deputy head, that is, the head of my family, and I don't dare to say that I am loyal to the country. Fang just watched you Yan Fang have nowhere to show his skills, it's just a pity for you. Okay, talk to the father-in-law, there is still something to do, so I will be out of company first. ā€

Fang Qiong stood up and patted Gong Nian Huai's shoulder, "Boy, study hard with Yan Zuotou, Li Jun's envoy is here, you don't need to go over." I'll just go with Qingyuan. I'll leave it to you here, if you need anything, just call someone. ā€

Yan Fang was a little stunned when he heard Fang Qiong's words, stood up in a panic, and sent Fang Qiong away. He sat back on the stone bench thoughtfully, and sat still, stunned and silent.

In the courtyard, there was only the public who was left with Nian Huai and Yan Fang who was in a daze, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

"Ahem, Yan Zuotou, when will the things the kid need be delivered?" Gong Nian Huai thought about it, Fang Qiong and Meng Zhijing hid, he could be counted as half a master in this courtyard, and he couldn't be rude to treat the guests.

"Oh, Gongzi? Well, it's almost there. Yan Fang's eyes were in a trance, and he returned to normal, and looked up at the sun climbing up the courtyard wall, "The time for another pillar of incense will come." Childe's outfit is very peculiar, I think it's a return from a foreign land, right? ā€

"Ah, hahaha, it's not exotic. The whole world is not the king's land. "Gong lost Nianhuai's set of Tai Chi boxing, and I wanted to touch the bottom of the uncle, no way!

"The Lord commanded that things should be sent here as soon as possible, but they did not say what they were to do. Since Childe has returned from a foreign land, he must also know that these things are forbidden in my Great Song Dynasty. No, no, no, Childe just use it. It's just that Yuan Zhi always has to give them a suitable place to go. ā€

Gong Yi Nianhuai understood that what he wanted was forbidden, and it flowed out of the workshop without explanation, and he had to check the accounts, and he had a reason to prevaricate.

This shouldn't be something he thinks about. Or Meng Hui will come forward, and at the very least, you Yan Fang will be in charge, and you can't find him on the head of Nian Huai.

This Yan Fang is also not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Gong Nian Huai smiled slightly, leaned on the grinding plate, put on a very comfortable posture, put his arms on the grinding plate with his arms facing back, his fingers like playing a piano, and gently buckled the grinding plate with one bend and one extension, looking at ease.

"Yan Zuotou, what do you do in your workshop, make bows and crossbows or armor, can't you also make gunpowder, hahaha,"

"Gongzi Gongzi, what this institute does is a secret, if Steward Fang asks, Yan will not answer. Please also forgive me. ā€

"The kid didn't mean to inquire into the secrets of the Academy, but he was just sorry for Yan Zuotou. A great credit was at hand, but it was missed in vain. ā€

Gong Yi Nianhuai somewhat understood what Fang Qiong meant.

"Oh? Big credit? Yuan Zhi didn't understand the meaning of the public loser. As the deputy head of the institute, it goes without saying that Yan is conscientious. ā€

Gong Nian Huai gave Yan Fang a thumbs up, "It's no wonder that Yan Zuotou can be a deputy head for four years." The kid got it. After speaking, Gong Nian Huai lowered his head and watched the ants on the ground move. The ants didn't move, the terrain was just right, and there was no sign of rain. Of course, hard-working ants are not idle.

No, two ants are carrying a grain of baked cake crumbs to the bottom of the grinding plate, and it is estimated that there is an ant nest under the grinding plate. Whether there is a family of ants or several, just looking at the ants, the public can't tell whether they are a family or not.

"Ahem, the exchange is shallow and deep, the public loses the son, where does this credit come from?"

Gong Nian Huai pursed his lips, pulled and didn't leave, and dragged the backward goods. Why bother?

"Yan Zuotou, how powerful is the gunpowder in this dynasty, the Jin people also have gunpowder, can my dynasty have an advantage?" Gong Nian Huai glanced up at Yan Fang, and then looked down at the ants, just now a grass stalk appeared on the way forward of the two ants, and they didn't know how to climb over it.

After Gong Yi Nian Huai picked up this sentence, Yan Fang showed a thoughtful look.

"Four years ago, when the Jin army was forced back by our army, the level of gunpowder between the two countries was comparable. At present, there has not been any great progress in gunpowder in our country, and it is expected that there will be no great progress in Jinguo. ā€

Gong Yi Nian Huai really obeyed these people, a head of the hospital, of course, this Yan Fang is the deputy leader, and the development of gunpowder on both sides of the enemy actually used such words, too subjective, too self-righteous, too sitting in the well and watching the sky. If the war really broke out, those of them who had gunpowder would be the culprits who killed the soldiers.

"Smack!" Gong Nian Huai couldn't help but slap the grinding plate heavily. These people should be killed. Why did the Jin State suspend its troops with the Southern Song Dynasty four years ago, because there were Mongols in the north who fought him endlessly, fighting on two fronts, and the Jin State was uncomfortable, and the soldiers who retreated were not forced to retreat by the Song army as Yan Fang said.

Four years have passed, the Southern Song Dynasty has settled down, and no one is harassing him. At the same time, the aggressiveness will decline correspondingly, and the slack spirit will rise.

And the Jin State is different, he also has to face the Mongol attack, the fierceness is far greater than the Song-Jin War, who can guarantee that in the four years of the Jin-Mongolian War, the Jin people's gunpowder technology will not improve?

And these technocrats of the Southern Song Dynasty, hehe.

"It's no wonder that Yan is the head, whether the progress of gunpowder is in the hands of a higher level. It doesn't matter, for those who have made outstanding contributions, such as Yan Zuotou, can the court still turn a blind eye? "Gong Nian Huai didn't know whether the Song Dynasty had a reward system, so it was tempting to say it, but he couldn't expose the fact that he didn't know much about the Southern Song Dynasty. However, looking at the shining stars in Yan Shi's eyes, Gong Nian Huai knew that he was right again.

"Hey, hey, Gongyi, this gunpowder, it's hard to go further. Since the Tang Dynasty gunpowder entered the war, it has been more than 400 years. This dynasty attaches great importance to gunpowder, but it is only progress, and it does not seem to be difficult to imitate gunpowder. ā€

Gong Yi Nian Huai waved his hand, very great man's demeanor, "Yan Zuotou, whether others can imitate it is not for you and me to consider, and we can't control it." Or is it my duty to think about how to always be ahead of the curve. ā€

"Oh, exactly, exactly. The public loses the son, and the hero comes from the youth. As soon as Yan Shi said it, he seemed to understand something, and pointed to Gong Yi Nianhuai, "Gong Yi Gongzi?" ā€

"Smack!" Yan Shi slapped himself on the forehead, "Yan is dull, stupid!" ā€

The strict action scared Gong Nian Huai for a moment, thinking what kind of thing this is, it was scary.

looked at Yan Shi again, stood up, shook the sleeves of his robe, shook the ground, and said, "Yuan Zhi has no eyes, and he doesn't know the public loser, and the housekeeper Fang has repeatedly reminded him that he is foolish, and he also asks the prince to forgive the crime of being too slow." ā€

Gong Yi Nianhuai was taken aback again, what he was afraid of was not that he would give him a grand salute, but that he faintly felt that the surname Gong Yi seemed to be in some trouble.

No matter how famous the public loss is, it will not affect the Southern Song Dynasty. People will respect and worship the public as if they were losing, but they will not just respect and worship anyone with the surname Gonglo.

When Fang Qiong reminded Yan Shi to pay attention to the surname Gongyi, Gongyi Nianhuai heard it and didn't care about it at the time. But now the strict performance has to make the public lose Nianhuai vigilant. Until this moment, Yan Shi didn't know his name. Obviously, it is the surname Gongyi that is strictly respected.

Could it be that there was really a family surnamed Gong in the Southern Song Dynasty, or a big family known to everyone in the world? There's no place to ask about it, so you'll have to keep an eye out for it later.

"Yan Zuotou doesn't want to be like this, it's a bad boy. Hurry up, please take a seat. Gong Nian Huai held his shoulders tightly to prevent him from bending too hard, and it would not be good to plant onions on the spot.

"There are no eyes, Yuan Zhi is ashamed, ashamed." Yan sat on the stone bench, looking distressed, and smashed on the grinding plate with a fist, how innocent is the grinding plate?

Act, enact! It's no wonder that the sub-word of the sub-title of Yan Shi can't be removed, and the feeling is that the acting skills are too poor. Until now, he doesn't beat around the bush to ask what his name is, and he is there to show his remorse, who believes. You have to find the right person to be loyal.

Gong Nian Huai needs a group of people, as for how much, it depends on how big he can pounce in the future. As an engineer and technician in later generations, craftsmen are indispensable among the people you want. As for the talent in other areas, we can only wait and see.

As long as it is a technology-related talent, it is undoubtedly the first thing to be recruited. Like this Yan Shi, Gong Yi Nian Huai just grinds his teeth and plays with him, so he wants to understand it in many ways to see if it is worth digging it himself.

It doesn't matter whether you will be an official or not, and the level of technology is not the most important thing in the current situation. The most important thing is desire, only if you have desire, and then provide him with the conditional means to satisfy your desire, this person can basically get it.

Loyalty, this thing can neither be without, nor can it be paid too much attention to. It's up to you to provide a steady stream of benefits that are sufficient to express loyalty.

It's like the relationship between the sun and the earth. If one day the sun doesn't want to play with the earth, the earth doesn't want to go, hugging the sun's thighs and crying in circles, and rolling all over the ground.

If one day the sun is old, or the earth is powerful, no matter what, the earth has enough strength to go to other parts of the universe to walk and play, and if you look at it again, the earth can look at the sun twice, even if it is not ruthless.

Therefore, the public loses Nianhuai and does not expect loyalty.

The strictness in front of him, Gong Nian Huai can't see anything.

"Yan Zuotou, when the Lord invited you here, I don't know if I told you if I did, what happened?"

Yan Shi shook his head, "The general didn't say anything, only asked Yuan to send three things to the mansion and hand them over to Steward Fang." It's just,"

"These three things are really what the boy wants. The kid occasionally got a few gunpowder recipes, how about trying the power? If there is Yan Zuo's help, the boy's faith will be even stronger. It's just that I don't know if Yan Zuotou knows the production process of gunpowder? ā€