Chapter 2: Where the Road Leads

It rained for days and sunshine overnight. The morning light shines through the window pavilion and enters the main hall.

Zhao Ji slowly opened his eyes and struggled to sit up.

"This body is really weak!" Zhao Ji shook his head helplessly.

"Holy One, you're awake." Xiang Empress rubbed her eyes and asked in a daze.

Looking at this queen who had been guarding his bedside all night, Zhao Ji was moved.

Zhao Ji also got married in later generations and had a daughter. His wife was a military doctor, and the two had been in love for three years. Later, he joined the special forces, his wife retired from the army, transferred to the local hospital, and the two got married and had a daughter.

It's just that he has been on a mission for a long time, and the relationship has slowly cooled down. Once when he returned home, his wife wanted to divorce him. And he also heard many bad rumors that the CEO of a company had a close relationship with his wife.

For the sake of his daughter and a complete family, Zhao Ji pretended not to know anything and did not agree to the divorce. After all, it was he who snubbed his wife. But I am an orphan, and I have been supported by the state for more than 20 years, and I should not slack off in serving the country because of my family.

Originally, the mission was not formed by him, but in order to avoid the cold home and not want to quarrel with his wife, he returned to the army and asked himself to carry out that mission. I didn't expect it, and it was gone.

I don't know what my wife will think, maybe I'm happy! The issue of divorce has finally been resolved. The daughter does not have to worry, as a family member of a martyr, she should be treated favorably by the state. In any case, in the life of later generations, Zhao Ji always felt very defeated.

Seeing the emperor looking at himself dumbfounded, a blush appeared on the queen's face. She was always a seventeen-year-old girl, and in later life, she was just a high school student.

"Hmm. Thank you. Zhao Ji said.

Xiang Queen, her eyebrows tightened, because she couldn't understand what Zhao Ji was saying.

Looking at Empress Xiang's appearance, Zhao Ji suddenly realized that he was speaking Mandarin, and now the Great Song Dynasty was speaking the official dialect of Kaifeng Mansion. Although they are all spoken in Chinese, both of which belong to the northern dialect, it is normal for them to speak quickly and not understand them.

Zhao Ji hurriedly thanked the Kaifeng Mansion official who didn't know whether it was familiar or unfamiliar.

Immediately, two more palace maids were summoned to the queen to change clothes for Zhao Ji. Then it's time to wash your face and brush your teeth.

In later generations, Zhao Ji was always curious about how ancient people brushed their teeth? Now I finally know.

I was very surprised. The toothbrush is made of wood, with two rows of drilled holes in the front and a horsetail planted. It is not much different from the toothbrushes of later generations. Toothpaste is a box of powder, and Zhao knows which ones are made from grinding a variety of medicinal materials, and the main medicinal material is Poria cocos.

The two palace maids carried a copper basin and put it on the wooden shelf, Zhao Ji brushed his face with water, and buried his head in the basin, and suddenly felt much sober. He rubbed his cheeks vigorously, took the towel handed to the queen and dried his face.

Northerners wash their faces differently than Southerners. Southerners are to wet the towel, wring it out, and then wipe their faces. Northerners, on the other hand, wash their faces by hand and then wipe off the water stains with a dry towel.

Zhao Ji was a southerner in his later life, but now he is a northerner, and he is really a little uncomfortable and feels weird. Habits and habits come together and are always confusing.

After washing, start breakfast. Eating alone, surrounded by a group of people, and all of them are women, Zhao Ji is very uncomfortable, unlike in the army in later generations, thousands of people in a canteen, eating and gobbling up.

The breakfast is light, just a big bowl of porridge with a lot of nourishing herbs, which is also very delicious. Zhao Ji ate a few bites, and then devoured them without hesitation.

The palace maid Huangmen was surprised, but she didn't dare to show anything strange on her face, but Queen Xiang was very happy, with a bright smile on her face and tears in her eyes.

After breakfast, under the guidance of Li Xiang'an, he went to Wende Palace. A new day begins!

Wende Hall is the place where the emperor rests before and after the court, and it is also the place where the emperor reads books and practices martial arts, and most of the time he deals with court politics is also there.

Zhao Ji wanted to go to the Shangwu room there to exercise his body, but his body was always like this.

Zhao Ji wanted to walk, and by the way, he looked at the palace, and the things in his memory, especially the things in other people's memories, were always not kind enough.

Unexpectedly, after not taking a few steps, Zhang Ruoshui, the waiter of the Yellow Gate, had already brought a group of small Yellow Men to carry Long Yuan. The dragon chariot is luxurious, with fur on it, and it looks very comfortable, and Zhao Ji intends to enjoy the treatment of an emperor.

"Nope." Zhao Ji was alert to himself in his heart.

Wang Anshi in his memory never sat in a sedan chair, saying that it was a human animal. The ancients were still like this, how could he, a latecomer, sit?

"A comfortable life wears down a person's will, and only by sharpening oneself with suffering can one inspire upward faith. To be a soldier is to sweat more and bleed less. "When I was in the army, the instructor often explained this.

"Go down! I walked over on my own. Zhao Ji waved his hand.

"The saint's body is weak, so he should not overwork." The chamberlain Huangmen Li Xiang'an suggested.

Zhao Ji also waved his hand and walked forward.

There is a vertical arch hall between the Funing Hall and the Wende Palace, which is relatively far away. This is not the life of the snail's nest in the afterlife, this is the royal palace. The place to cook is three miles away from the place to sleep. There are so many three miles in the Wende Palace, if you go to the left door at the palace gate, it is five miles away.

The imperial palace of the Northern Song Dynasty was much smaller than that of the Tang Dynasty, but it was not the imperial palace after all. The palace of the Northern Song Dynasty is slightly square, located in the center of Bianjing, slightly northwest, with a circumference of nearly 26 miles.

Compared to the imperial palace of the Tang Dynasty, it is a little smaller, but compact and luxurious. The floor tiles are all marble.

It looks thicker, after all, it is impossible to lay a layer of cement underneath. The gap between the slabs and bricks is very small, and I don't know what to glue together.

Zhao Ji walked very slowly, and Li Xiang'an and Zhang Ruoshui followed behind with a group of small yellow men carrying Long Yuan. Zhao Ji thought about whether to make a cement invention, and he didn't know how to produce cement, but he still knew the general theoretical knowledge.

The main raw materials of cement are limestone and clay, and the whole production process can be summarized as "two grinding and one burning" after three processes: raw meal grinding preparation, clinker calcination and cement making.

This is the most basic, as for better cement, as well as the specific operation of vertical kiln production, Zhao Ji does not know.

I wonder how long it will take if I do it?

According to the current process technology and traffic conditions, even if it is done, the cost is estimated to be surprisingly high, and it is very likely to become a luxury in the end.

Luxury goods are of little practical significance to the development of the country as a whole.

Do you want to make sake and develop distillation technology? Northern Liao, a bitter cold region, what is most needed is spirits.

I'm afraid it won't work, the food problem is not easy to solve. In this era, food is not only a basic material, but also a strategic material. In ancient times, the monopoly of liquor was not only to increase income, but also to control the production of liquor and maintain grain stability.

What else? Machine. Manufacture guns. Zhao Ji is very familiar with guns, if it is placed in the future generations, Zhao Ji can also make it privately.

But this was in ancient times, in the Song Dynasty. Steel quality problems, output problems, machine tool problems, and a series of other technical problems, I am afraid that they cannot be solved.

The basic raw materials of guns can be bought in later generations, and even if they can't be bought, they can be transformed from things in ordinary life.

In the Great Song Dynasty, not only can you not buy it, but the things in ordinary life are completely different from those in later generations, and there is no way to transform them.

Any technology is a link in the entire social industrial system, and I am afraid that Zhao Ji will not be able to do it in a few lifetimes if he personally builds an industrial system in the Great Song Dynasty. Just cultivating talents cannot be accomplished in a hundred years.

Without a complete industrial system and the support of other production links, it is very unrealistic to make a breakthrough in one aspect.

Besides, Zhao Ji just knows a little basic principle, and he is an ordinary college student, not a professional scientist.

Even top scientists know the entire process of technology development, but it may be difficult to complete.

It is true that science and technology are the primary productive forces, but it is impossible to achieve this without a matching social system.

Society, like the industrial system, is a whole, and it has never been possible that production technology is modern, political, economic, cultural, ideological, etc., or ancient.

Even if advanced technology can be developed, will people in this era be able to accept it?

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, a lot of advanced technology from the West poured into China. However, even when a strong ship hits its doorstep, few people in China care about the advanced technology of the West.

In just a few miles, if it were placed in the afterlife, Zhao Ji could have done it in ten minutes, but now he has walked for almost an hour. In addition to looking at the palace, Zhao Ji has been thinking about what he will do next and how to make the country strong.

Keep thinking of a way, and keep denying the one that comes up with it.

I don't want to modernize or industrialize, I just want to avoid being wiped out by barbarians. Even if you die in a peasant uprising or a minister rebels, it is much better than being exterminated by a foreigner.

Achievements and wealth are just passing by the clouds, and only when civilization is inherited can it be passed on for eternity. If the Song Dynasty had not been destroyed by foreigners, there would not have been so much controversy at least in later generations.

Even if it is as strong as the Han and Tang Dynasties, it is just a record in the history books. The authoritative and prosperous era overrides all countries, and it is all a passing cloud.

What about the prosperous era of Kangqian? Isn't Chinese civilization on the downhill side?

There is a philosophical saying: people should not hope for wealth, but should avoid suffering. Wealth and happiness are temporary, and pain and embarrassment are long-term and realistic.

The same applies to the state. How else to say how difficult it is to prosper the country? As long as there is pain and suffering, a person and a country can wake up.

Thinking of China, which was rampant in later generations, was full of words such as "the last great power", "the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation has been completed by 62 percent", "the world's second largest economy", and "surpassing the United States within ten years", Zhao Ji couldn't help frowning.

Sober Chinese should know the situation of their country, be down-to-earth, and be cautious, instead of being ambitious and complacent.

"It's useless to think too much, let's exercise first!" Zhao Ji looked at the Wende Hall in front of him, sighed, and muttered to himself.

It was very lonely. Yes! There will be at least a group of like-minded comrades-in-arms in later generations, and now only Zhao Ji is left.

"A real warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood."

"Even if there is only one person, you must dare to show your sword for a strong China."

After making up his mind, Zhao Ji walked into the Wende Palace, pushed open the door of the Shangwu room, and a musty smell rushed towards him.

The Zhao Ji in my memory really hasn't been to this room, not only Zhao Ji, but even the emperors of the previous two generations have never come. Probably only Emperor Taizu Taizong often stays here!

Li Xiang'an and Zhang Ruoshui looked pale. I never thought that the emperor would come here.

The original Zhao Jixi reads, especially the books of the Legalists, with the intention of becoming stronger. Therefore, the imperial study is clean at all times. But this place has been abandoned for several generations, and it is no wonder that these eunuchs and palace maids are reluctant to clean it up anymore.

"Ahem, ahem." Zhao Ji turned his head away and coughed a few times.

"The minion is a capital offense." Li Xiang'an, Zhang Ruoshui and other little yellow men (eunuchs) knelt on the ground, feeling uneasy.

When something like this happens, they will be beheaded.

"Alright, get up! It's none of your business. Zhang Huangmen, you take someone to clean up this place, and everything that should be added is added. Zhao Ji just gave a faint order, and then turned to the imperial study.

Li Xiangan and Zhang Ruoshui couldn't help touching the cold sweat on their foreheads. A companion is like a tiger, that's probably what happened. I don't know the emperor's preferences, just wait to wash my neck and get a knife!

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