Life is so wonderful, you never know what is behind the door you choose, just like Bao Zheng doesn't know that Zhao Liang has come. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bao Zheng hurriedly got up, looked at Zhao Liang with a little embarrassment, and then looked at the desertion, and then said to the desert: "As the mother official of the people, how can I not know the importance of doing things!" You go down first, what should you do about the chicken outside Zhang Yuanwai! ”

The desert got up from the ground, bent down to receive the order, and hurriedly withdrew from the back office.

Zhao Liang touched his nose with a smile and looked at Bao Zheng quietly.

There is something in this bag of black charcoal, and he is not afraid of blushing with a black face, and he is really an old oilman in officialdom!

"Why don't you call someone to report it, let me prepare early! Sit down! ~Come and see the tea! Bao Zheng said affectionately with a big belly.

Because Zhao Liang wanted to talk to Bao Zheng about the wooden box, he deliberately sent Ma Han away.

He was very glad about his decision, and inadvertently obtained the handle of Bao Zheng, and he was not afraid that he would not help in the future. Although this handle is dispensable, it is better than nothing after all, at least it can make him dominate this conversation.

"Bag-sama laughed! This time I came to discuss important matters, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to disturb me! ”

Zhao Liang sat down on the chair unceremoniously, took the tea from the messenger's hand, and took a sip, it was too bitter, so he spit on the ground.

Bao Zheng looked at the water stains on the ground, and his cheeks twitched vigorously.

This is the tea given by the emperor, and he is usually reluctant to drink it. I knew that I had ordered to go down and serve coarse tea, so as not to be ruined.

After a long heartache, Bao Zheng relieved himself, ordered all the messengers to withdraw, and said weakly to Zhao Liang: "If you have something, just say it, but let's say it first, although the big and small things in Bianjing are all under my control, but at the feet of the Son of Heaven, what should not be done, don't be embarrassed for me." ”

Unwilling to be verbose, Zhao Liang directly took out the wooden box in his clothes and handed it to Bao Zheng.

"See what's in here?"

Taking the wooden box, Bao Zheng took out the drawings inside, opened it and looked at it, and was stunned.

"This ...... Where did this picture come from? Bao Zheng said in horror.

The drawings of firearms were a top priority for the Song Dynasty, and they were usually protected by the Ordnance Superintendent and the Ministry of War. At this moment, how could he not have imagined that it would appear in Zhao Liang's hands.

"On the street... Picked up! Zhao Liang touched his nose and said vaguely.

"Where did you pick it up?" Bao Zheng didn't hear clearly, and asked again.

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Zhao Liang simply explained it clearly, so he said clearly and fluently: "On the street!" On the street! On the street! Important locations say three times! Don't ask! Got it? ”

Looking at Zhao Liang's confident appearance, Bao Zheng was frightened. He suddenly felt that this sentence was very exciting, so he silently remembered it in his heart, and said the same thing the next time someone asked.

"If you have time, you should think about how this drawing came out! I suggest you send someone to the military headquarters to investigate, maybe you will get something. Zhao Liang reminded.

"Bingbu?" Bao Zheng looked at the drawings in his hand and thought thoughtfully.

"There is one more thing, please cooperate with the bag-sama! This is not busy reporting to the imperial court in advance, and it will not be too late for us to find out who leaked the drawings! Zhao Liang said.

"It's not right!"

Bao Zheng showed a look of embarrassment, finding the drawings is a good thing, and it is really incomprehensible that it cannot be reported.

Zhao Liang's conscience is not good, this black bun seems to want to ask for merit and reward, and he has to persuade him.

"Master Baobao, have you ever thought about what the emperor would do if he learned that the drawings were leaked?"

Bao Zheng shook his head, thinking that the emperor should reward him, but he didn't show it.

"If Lord Bao Bao reports to the imperial court, the emperor will not only not reward you, but will also let you investigate the matter within a time limit!"

Bao Zheng's expression was solemn, Zhao Liang glanced at him secretly, a chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in an accentuated tone: "If Lord Bao Bao hadn't found out about this matter by then!" With the emperor's temper, I'm afraid Lord Bao is ......"

"Needless to say, I'm afraid this matter is ordered by King Xian! I promised. ”

Bao Zheng interrupted Zhao Liang's words, subconsciously thinking that he would not have such resourcefulness, and this matter must be arranged by the Eight Sages King, so he decisively agreed.

Zhao Liang looked at the air in front of him like a wooden chicken. Although some people in ancient times started a family in their teens, in Bao Zheng's eyes, he was still too young.

Zhao Liang couldn't cry or laugh, his feelings have been blowing for so long, all thanks to his father!

………

Walking out of the yamen, Zhao Liang was relieved. Everything was expected by him, and Bao Zheng agreed to all requests, including investigating the Tangut who attacked him

Seeing that it was still early, Zhao Liang decided to find a carpenter and quickly build the bicycle.

In ancient times, iron was a scarce resource, and salt was uniformly blended by the government, but wood was found everywhere, and the manufacturing technology was far more developed than cast iron.

Carpenters prefer to use mortise and tenon structures. By combining the concave and convex parts of the two components, you can create anything you can think of, so as long as you have the drawings, you can build a bicycle without a problem.

Zhao Liang searched around and finally found a famous carpenter's shop near the horse market.

The carpenter's surname is Lu, and it is rumored that he is a descendant of Lu Ban, and his hands are skillful, and the price is fair.

There were not many people in front of the museum, and when Zhao Liang stepped inside, he suddenly had a feeling of being in the human realm without the noise of cars and horses.

In the middle of the horse market, without the noise, this Master Lu is really different.

Looking around, the room was full of woodwork, both delicate and defective; The walls on both sides are full of carving tools, many of which Zhao Liang has never seen.

"The little boy also likes these rotten woods?"

When staring at a wooden mandarin duck, a person suddenly walked out of the inner room. Zhao Liang turned his head to look, and an old man in a sixtieth armor was walking slowly on crutches.

The old man was dressed in a gray robe and had several old age spots on his face. Zhao Liang didn't have to think about it to know that he must be the owner of this shop, so he bent down to meet him and replied: "Master said that it was funny, this wood is from the hands of capable people, how can it be called rotten wood!" ”

"There is a kind of wood in the world that, though largely decayed, is still intact after being carved and polished. Childe deliberately praised, but the old man can't afford it. ”

The old man pointed at the wooden mandarin duck with his cane and said slowly: "This is mahogany!" ”

Zhao Liang nodded as if he didn't understand, and then took out the drawings he drew last night.

The old man took it and looked at it, without showing any expression, and said lightly: "Come and pick it up in a month." ”

"The price?" Zhao Liang asked suspiciously.

The old man did not answer, but walked back. Zhao Liang watched him lift the curtain and walk into the inner room, and suddenly a voice came from his ears: "It's an old and decrepit work, and I don't accept the son's silver." ”

Walking on the street, Zhao Liang always felt that the old man was very strange, so he subconsciously asked Yuan Qing beside him: "Do you think that there is something wrong with the old man I talked to just now?" ”

When Yuan Qing heard Zhao Liang's words, his expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he pondered for a long time before he stammered: "Childe...... I think...... This may have something to do with the fact that he is a descendant of Luban. ”