After a whole season of hard work, before the Chinese New Year, the official road from Pingjing to Jiangshan was finally opened!

On the day of the passage, gongs, drums and firecrackers rang out, and in order to express gratitude to those who had helped in the construction of the official road, Tianling and Lord Song discussed and held a commendation ceremony at the Jiangshan Mansion.

From merchants who have raised funds to people who have built official roads, soldiers who transport grain and grass, and even tailors and embroiderers who make sleeping bags, as long as they have made positive contributions to the construction of official roads, a few representatives were selected and medals were presented at the ceremony.

Not only that, but at the commendation ceremony, the trade documents that had promised to raise funds from the businessmen were also distributed to the businessmen on the spot, even if it was Liang Yangde, who had sued Lord Song, he was locked up in prison, and the documents were also distributed in public, but they were received by his family members.

As for why he did this, the reason given by Tianling was that everything was subject to the signed documents, and if he used other people's money, he must give what he promised to give.

Liang Yangde's moral character is corrupt and reversed, and it can be punished in other places, and the credit of the imperial court cannot be lost.

Lord Song didn't care about any of this, and handed the medal to the recipient of the award like a puppet according to the arrangement, and then couldn't wait to run off the stage, pointing to the bicycle tied with red silk and said to Tianling, "Last time, I planned to make it for the people, there were a lot of them, but then I couldn't use them, I thought about bringing them back to Beijing and throwing them to Zuo Wen, and I specially made a small one of equal weight for you, you and this official together, ride this back to Pingjing." ”

Tianling looked at Lord Song with an expectant face, and stuffed a pair of cotton gloves into his hand, "You can ride it yourself, I won't participate!" ”

"The car is all ready for you, won't you ride it back······" Lord Song tried to convince the Heavenly Spirits to comply.

Tianling stepped forward decisively, carried the small bicycle to the carriage, and turned his head to show the standard eight teeth to Lord Song, "You can also bring it back like this." ”

Riding a bicycle on a cold day, he was crazy to agree!

Lord Song saw that he couldn't move the heavenly spirit, so he had to carry his bicycle to the carriage stupidly, but was seen by the eighth prince who was in charge of escorting the sleeping bag.

The eighth prince was very curious, and casually asked what it was, Lord Song's eyes lit up, and he introduced it to the eighth prince with great interest, and Qiao Mianzhi saw it on the side and also came up.

So in the end, Lord Song, the Eighth Prince, and Qiao Mianzhi ran wildly in the cold wind, followed by Tianling's carriage, and behind Tianling were medal winners riding high-headed horses.

The owner of the tailor shop rode on a horse, looking at the car in front of him, looking regretful and happy, until the commendation ceremony, he learned that such a little boy carved in pink and jade was actually a little father-in-law!

At the same time, I am extremely glad in my heart, if it were not for the kindness between my own thoughts, how could I have such glory and future?

This time into Beijing, but also the little boy instructed, said let him go to the capital to open his eyes, to see how to make clothes in the clothes shop in Pingjing City, the little boy also said, no matter what you do, you can't do it behind closed doors, otherwise the things made will be limited to a very narrow place, only by seeing more and learning more, can you go further, the tailor shop owner thinks so.

Thinking of going to Su Xiuniang's house a few days ago to propose, Su Xiuniang's delicate appearance, the tailor shop owner felt more beautiful!

It's just a pity, little boy... No, it should be the little father-in-law, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink my own happy wine.

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"So soon?" The Emperor peeked out from behind the fold.

"Back to Your Majesty, exactly, but ······" Hai Gonggong pondered for a moment, "It's just that their cars are different." ”

"Oh? Let's hear it. The emperor put down the fold in his hand and came to be interested.

"The eighth prince, Lord Song, and the second son of the Yongdehou Mansion did not take a carriage, but came back on a bicycle called something." Gonggong Hai replied, "This car has two wheels, and it doesn't need to be horse-pulled, and people can drive it by sitting on it." ”

"Sounds like a novelty." The Emperor nodded.

"The old slave has already asked someone to pick up one, and it is on the way." Hai Gong said fairly, "If Your Majesty is interested, the old slave will be sent to Tianqian Hall in a while?" ”

"No need." The emperor waved his hand, "When will people enter the palace?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince will send those supplies to the north according to your orders, and the people have already set off at this moment." Gonggong Hai continued, "Lord Song's debriefing is scheduled for tomorrow, and Mama Li and the others have already returned to the Weaving Division to standby. ”

"What about the Heavenly Spirit? Haven't returned to the palace yet? The Emperor asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, the Heavenly Spirit is having a banquet in Shengyun Tower... Banquet for the merchants who contributed to the construction of the official road. Grandpa Hai didn't dare to hide it and said truthfully.

"Banquet merchants?" The emperor's eyes narrowed, "What about Song?" ”

"As soon as Lord Song arrived in the capital, after explaining the affairs of Yiying, he went back to his mansion, and he was not among them." The sea is fair.

"In other words, Tianling went to Shengyun Tower alone to have a treat?" The emperor was a little shocked, "In what name?" ”

"Say yes... Said it was a private treat. Hai Gonggong's voice became lower and lower.

"A private treat?" The corners of the emperor's mouth raised, "Then I will also go to this banquet in my private capacity and prepare a sedan chair!" ”

The emperor went out of the palace and came to Shengyun Tower, standing outside the box of the Heavenly Spirit Banquet, with a face that was indescribable.

Grandpa Hai hunched behind him and pursed his lips tightly, for fear that he would accidentally laugh.

"Go open the door!" The emperor turned sideways with a tense face and motioned for Gonggong Hai to step forward and open the door.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Huh?"

"Yes, Master Wei!" Hai Gonggong hurriedly changed his words, and then pushed the door open.

As soon as Tianling finished speaking, His Majesty was far-sighted, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head to look, and actually saw the emperor and Gonggong Hai standing at the door!

was so shocked that he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, "Your Majesty... Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"Don't beep, I heard that you are having a banquet here, so I stopped by to take a look." Seeing that everyone was looking at him without speaking, the emperor said politely without any sincerity, "Disturbing you?" ”

"Don't bother, don't bother!" Tianling hurriedly let go of his stool, and ordered Xiao Er to add a new pair of chopsticks, and then stood aside respectfully, his heart was extremely tormented.

After arriving in the capital, Tianling originally wanted to take advantage of this last gap to invite Lord Song and Qiao Mianzhi to Shengyun Tower for a good meal, but Lord Song decisively chose the latter between food and beauty, and ran home directly.

Qiao Mianzhi also couldn't go to the appointment because she wanted to go back to recover her life, and the prepared money couldn't be spent, Tianling was very uncomfortable, and she came to Shengyun Building alone, and as a result, she bumped into the businessmen of the previous fundraising conference, and immediately decided to treat her!

As a result, just as he was about to start eating, the emperor appeared!

The merchants don't know what the situation is, you look at me, I see if you dare not make a sound, Tianling bowed his head as a stuffy gourd, and for a while the room was surprisingly quiet.

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