Tianling felt tired and hungry when he sat down because he had run for a day, so after eating a few snacks with tea, he lazily didn't want to move, and sat on the small bench and took a nap.

On the other side, Lord Song thought hard to no avail, and saw that it was getting late, and it was not a way to endure such hardship, so he decided to call it a day.

Wait for tomorrow when the people sent by His Majesty to investigate the subject country come back and see if they can bring back any usable clues.

When he put the painting away and looked back, Tianling was already sitting on the bench and falling asleep, and there were only a few pastry dregs left in the snack plate next to him, and he actually ate all the dim sum! Little by little, the little head didn't fall off the stool, and it was amazing!

"Little Father-in-law Tianling, wake up, it's time to go back." Lord Song reached out and patted Tianling gently, waking him up.

"Hmm......, why am I asleep......" Tianling opened his eyes, still a little confused, as if he was awake and thought that he was asleep in the laboratory, and it was a student calling him, so he waved his hand, "You guys go first, I'll check the locked door in a while." ”

"Little father-in-law, you can look at it casually, but you can't lock the door, and you can't give the key to the Ministry of Industry to outsiders at will!" Lord Song's somewhat angry voice came into Tianling's ears, pulling Tianling back to reality, without a laboratory or a student, he was no longer Jiang Qingliu......

Tianling, who had completely woken up, smiled at Lord Song, "Lord Song misunderstood, he just woke up and was dazed, and mistakenly thought that he was on duty in West Lane." ”

Song looked at Tianling fixedly, and saw that his expression was as usual, not like an excuse to hide it, and the disgust that had risen in his heart just now disappeared.

Looking at Tianling again, his heart couldn't help but soften, and he said softly, "Your Majesty sent the little father-in-law to wait for the letter, this official has not found anything here, and I have to wronged the little father-in-law to go back with me tonight and stay in the cold house for one night." ”

The emperor sent Tianling over, although he did not explicitly say that he would not leave an inch, but he was the supervisor, and naturally he would follow Lord Song wherever he went.

Besides, Tianling's current status as an internal servant, coupled with his young age, did not need to be particularly shy of his female dependents, and immediately decided to take him home to live.

This is to obey the emperor's order, and it is definitely not to save the money of the inn!

"It's all up to adults." Naturally, the heavenly spirits have no objections.

Saved money, "Good, good! Lord Song said hello three times in a row, and his frowning brows because he couldn't study the painting stretched a little.

Lord Song was born poor, with a weak foundation, he has been an official in the court for so many years, he has never gone out to drink flower wine, and he has not eaten and given gifts with other adults, so he was naturally isolated by the ministers, and the old emperor became more and more mediocre later, even if his ability was not reused, fortunately, the new emperor had a good eye and mentioned him as a waiter in the Ministry of Works, so that the clouds opened and the moon was bright.

But despite this, Lord Song's family is still as poor as ever, for no other reason, just because Lord Song is kind and charitable, his income has risen, and his own life is not worried, so he begins to worry about the life of other people.

"I think the little father-in-law of Tianling hasn't visited this Pingjing City yet, right? This official insists on walking up and down the road every day, walking, and leading you to take a good look today! Lord Song flicked the sleeves of his robe and went out on the street.

The Heavenly Spirit couldn't do it, so he had to keep up.

The clouds fall in the west, the sunset melts gold, the summer heat begins to recede, and the bustling Pingjing City begins to liven up.

"Lord Song, what's that?"

"It's called a flower chicken."

"Lord Song, what about that?"

"Steamed cheese with sugar."

"Lord Song, what's that green round one?"

"Jade rice balls!"

"Lord Song, what is it? It smells so good! ”

"Bean Noodles Dumpling ......"

……

"Lord Song, Lord Song......"

Cuckoo... Mutter......

Lord Song covered his rumbling stomach and was angry, "Shut up!" ”

"Forehead ......"

"As a close attendant of the Son of Heaven, do you only have food in your eyes! Can't you just look at this bustling street market and see the prosperity of the people's livelihood! Lord Song raised his hand and pointed to the front.

Tianling is a little confused, does the eunuch of this dynasty still have to take care of these? I haven't heard Grandpa Hai say it.

He looked at Lord Song's hand, "Ah! I know this adult, xiaolongbao! ”

Lord Song's hand hung down quickly as if it had been burned.

"Lord Song, are you hungry?" Tianling suddenly, he ran to the stall and asked the boss for a basket of xiaolongbao, and held it in front of Song Qi, "My lord, let's pad first." ”

……

Song was sad and angry, he was actually reduced to the point where he needed a little eunuch to feed, but Xiaolongbao was really fragrant!

All the way to Lord Song's mansion, some understand why Lord Song insists on walking every day to go up and down the court. Astound! Master Song, the waiter of the Ministry of Labor, can't even afford to sit in the carriage when he goes home because of poverty!

Early in the morning of the second day, Lord Song took Tianling back to the Ministry of Industry and went to the morning court by himself.

The man who had been sent to spy on his subjects returned.

But the news that came back was that no one over there was using that wooden shelf! The investigator found the painter who drew the picture, and the painter said that every time he went to the grain store to buy grain, there would always be some finely crushed chaff grass blades in it, and the sift could not be cleaned, so he really wanted something to help him get these things out, so he drew one himself.

The so-called weapon for the benefit of the country and the people is just a false idea of a painter and craftsman!

……

The ministers are angry and play with us?!

Song didn't say anything.

"Song Aiqing, what do you think?" The emperor looked at the silent Song and asked.

Song held the wat board in his hand, and his expression was a little hesitant, "I think it's ......"

"Say!" The Emperor said impatiently.

"I think that although this thing was made up by the painter, this idea is not unreasonable, if it can really be made......

"Heh, Lord Song, what you said is light, make it? If it can be made, will he send the painting to us? ”

"This is a provocation! Naked provocation! ”

"Your Majesty, you must give these subjects who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth to see some color!"

……

"Song Ke, how sure are you that you can create this thing?" The Emperor stopped the spitting soldier and asked again.

"Back to Your Majesty, three points." Song replied truthfully.

"If you have three points of certainty, make it for me! Three days later, the envoys of the Southern Elephant Kingdom returned home, and I hope to see this! This is not only about the face of our country, but more importantly, this thing is of great use to the country and the people. The emperor spoke directly.

"Lord Chen, your household department will send a few stones of rough grain to Lord Song, the more grains and deflated grains, the better, give him a try." The emperor then ordered, "If Lord Song is short of money and food, go directly to Lord Chen." If anyone dares to delay......"

……

Lord Song returned to the Ministry of Engineering with his front foot, and Lord Chen sent the rough grain over with his back foot, but Song looked at the painting and a few stones of rough grain in front of him, and Lord Chen who was watching the excitement on the side, and felt a deep pain in his head!

"Come on, bring all the slump in Curry out for me!"

"Zuo Wen, bring the planks that you sawed yesterday!"

Lord Song, it's time to start making sharp weapons!