Chapter 209 Liangshan has harvest

Bao Zheng, the godfather who loved him, passed away. Although Wang knew that this was an unavoidable natural law, he was still very sad. He could not accept the fact that Yuexia also died. Yuexia was understanding, and his tenderness was always like a warm current. Whenever Wang side thought of Yuexia, he surged in his chest.

Even if the king is close to ancient and modern times, he is so helpless in the face of life and death. He can no longer be ordinary. He can't change history, and at the same time, he is powerless to return to heaven. Maybe he understands that he will not return to Bianjing for the time being. There is another reason: there is a trace of escape in his heart. He doesn't know how to return to the capital. For the house that has lost the hostess, in the face of the officialdom that has no biological father and godfather care,

These thoughts flashed in Wang's mind. Wang was a little frustrated and depressed. Although there were some twists and turns in the Song Dynasty, after all, there was the favor of Emperor Renzong, the care of his adoptive father Bao Zheng, the care of his biological father Wang Anshi, and his identity as the son of Wang Anshi, he may have the opportunity to go to the ** banquet with his father. It is possible to recognize Prime Minister Bao as his righteous father, worship Di Qing as his teacher, and marry his wife Yuexia, and all this will bring Zhao Shu's jealousy and framing of treacherous people,

No matter how entangled the king is, he has to face it. Wang has stayed in Liangshanbo for a few more days, and the wound has almost healed. On this day, Ruan Xingxing rushed to the inn and asked the shopkeeper when he entered the door, "Wang Shilang can be in the store."

The shopkeeper pointed to the upstairs with his finger and shook his head in a low voice and said, "Go and have a look. Wang Shilang is drinking to drown his sorrow again."

Ruan Xing heard that he strode up to the second floor of the inn. He opened the door and saw that Wang was drinking by himself: "Isn't it boring to drink alone? I'll accompany Wang Shilang for a drink."

Wang saw Ruan Xing coming in. He had just drunk for a while. He was in a mess in his mind. He was about to find someone to talk to: "Don't call me Wang Shilang. My servant is nothing more than a false name. Come on, sit down and have a drink with my brother."

Ruan Xing knew that Wang was depressed. No one could persuade him when he encountered such a thing. He sat down opposite the king and poured wine himself and said, "I'm here to tell Mr. Wang a piece of news. The officials who investigated and dealt with the land have left in the past few days. It seems that the wind has passed. That's what the court is doing, or Mr. Wang is it right. "." He said and toasted the king with a glass of wine,

The king picked up the corners of his mouth. He wanted to laugh, but he just moved the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry, the court is robbing the rich and killing the big family this time. Think about it, the court has no money. Who dares to be richer than the court? If you go, you will be fine." Wang said so, but he knew in his heart that the so-called big family, the big head was himself, but Wang side smiled bitterly in his heart. His fraudulent death really made the court relieved,

Ruan Xing pointed out his big finger: "Mr. Wang is so right. This matter is over for the time being, but this year I promised the governor of Dongping Prefecture to buy coal. I think we will talk about it next year. There will be no need to burn coal in a month or two. This winter is really sad."

The king's total amount of coal produced according to Jinxiang Mansion. If it is supplied normally, even if it is a little tight, it will not be impossible to buy it at all. If the court wants money, you can wait for me to go back and talk about the issue of tax increase. At present, what the court wants is not only the so-called tax question, but also the land and the land. Resources, unfortunately, the imperial court of Emperor Yingzong does not understand the concept of resources at all. Resources are not the production of coal, but also some mines. Resources also include people who can turn coal and mines into money.

But these kings couldn't tell Ruan Xing, so he had to frown and say, "Brother Ruan, the situation of Jinxiang Mansion is a little complicated. I have to go to Jinxiang Mansion in person about coal. Now, since the court does not track down the land, I think that the appointment of my brothers has also come down. This I'm leaving for the capital in two days.

"So fast." Ruan Xing heard Wang say that he wanted to leave. He said naively, "Mr. Wang, I also heard that there is also a good name in your house and went to you. Now you have sent everyone around you away. If I follow you back to the capital and accompany you to Jinxiang Mansion, it will be fine."

"Alas, Jinxiang Mansion may not be mine. You may not be able to get coal if you go with me." Wang Zong sighed and took a sip of wine,

Ruan Xing poured wine to Wang and said sincerely, "Mr. Wang, my family background is left by my ancestors. I can't wait to learn some skills from you. We also have land here. If we go to Jinxiang Mansion to study, maybe we can produce coal ourselves."

Wang's heart was moved. Yanzhou Coal Mine and Zimin Mine are relatively large coal mining areas found in later generations. Yanzhou, Yuncheng and Jeju have become a triangle, but the matter in his family has not been solved. How can he be in that mood? Seeing Ruan Xing's face full of expectation, he said, "You follow me, it's not a question. There is a lot of knowledge about coal mining. Maybe it's a waste of effort, and it may also damage people's lives. Besides, the court's investigation of the land has just passed, so it's better to be safe.

Ruan Xing nodded: "What you said is that I will listen to you in the future. Besides, even if I want to make the coal producer, I can't do it, and I don't have that ability. I think if you don't go back to the capital, it's okay to stay in our Liangshan. What else can you do here."

The king shook his head: "I want to do something that I didn't do before. Let me ask you that there is Liangshan here, but Liangshan County or Gaoliang County."

Ruan Xing stared at the king doubtfully: "This place is called Liangshan, Liangshan County, and Gaoliang County." He scratched his head and thought,

Wang was drinking wine and said to himself, "I once promised my wife to use the loess of Gaoliang County in Liangshan County to build a red brick and blue brick house for my wife. I think there are also many loess places around here. When I go back to the capital to properly arrange my family affairs, I will return here to make a brick kiln and burn bricks to build a house. "

After listening to Wang's words, Ruan Xing also remembered: "Sir, you made a mistake. There are two Liangshan in our Song Dynasty. One is in our Shuibo Liangshan, and the other is in Wanzhou. The sorghum county you mentioned is Liangshan County in Wanzhou, not here, but Mr. Wang doesn't have to give up the distance for the matter of burning bricks. Where is the loess? Bury people, we also have loess here, and our soil can burn red bricks and green bricks.

One kind of earth-burning two kinds of bricks, Wang's side is not clear, but thinking of realiting his promise to the moon, Wang's side is a little impulsive: "Mr. Ruan, how to burn this?"

Ruan Xing smiled. He squeezed his eyes and said, "Actually, I also learned by chance that Mr. Wang, you don't know. Everyone in Fangyuan Shili Eight Village knows that our Ruan family is a big family, but this is also necessary to hit some government. We have a small brick kiln. Once we built a private house for a county magistrate and burned some green bricks. That time, the little clerk made a mistake. I forgot a process, and the burned bricks were useless. It's a pity for me to ask them to take my back garden. Do you want to have a look?

"Okay, how about Mr. Ruan to take me to have a look?" Wang Bian put down his glass. For the first time in so many days, Wang Bian felt that there was something more interesting than drinking to relieve his sorrow.

Ruan Xing was also very happy to see Wang's spirit. If Wang's side could have some business here, the people near Liang Shanbo would also become rich. Ruan Xing took Wang to his house. This house was a big family in the local area. Ruan Xing said all the way. It turned out that he had always worshipped Wang's side, so much. The business brings everyone to make money, but what he does is a small business, which is not as good as the big business done by the king and the court.

"What's the good thing about doing business with the court? It looks like a good thing, but there is a dark tide in the court. Like the new emperor's accession to the throne, maybe some things will change." The king said indifferently,

"Let's change. The people are not afraid of how they change. As long as they change, the better and better. But isn't this change of the Emperor Yingzong? Killing chickens to get eggs?" Ruan Xing said angrily,

Wang said no more. He followed Ruan Xing to his garden. There were a few red square bricks piled up in the corner of the garden. Sure enough, the color was almost the same as what Wang wanted. "What kind of process is missing?" Wang Bing and touching the bricks asked,

Ruan Xing said truthfully, "Sir, the place where the earth comes out is also special. This soil is near Xiaohuang Mountain. That place was originally a place where iron shops often quarry stones. The nearby soil is strange when it is burned. If the bricks are burned and cooled with water, it will be green bricks. If it cools naturally, it will be this color when it cools down."

Wang Bian knew that there was iron in the soil itself, and the oxidation effect of adding water or not adding water when cooling was different. Naturally, these could not be explained by the ancients with theory hundreds of years ago, but this discovery was enough to add a little sunshine to Wang Bian's extremely gloomy mood. Maybe it is not necessary to do this. This profit is the wish that promised to build a brick house for the moon,

" OK, I'll leave tomorrow. Mr. Ruan will prepare if he wants to go with me." Wang Bian decided to go back to Bianjing and face it.

On the second day, the two of them rushed to the road together. Three or four days later, Wang pang returned to the capital. It was still the familiar Bianjing City. The familiar city wall. Wang pang took a detour through the northwest water gate. On that day, the endless stream of boats in Jinxiang Mansion was in the coal field outside the northwest water gate. Now it is empty. There are no boats on the shore, and there are no busy workers on the shore. The whole simple coal shed is also empty,

Cross the Baihu Bridge and take the Golden Water Gate to enter the inner city. The street is still old-fashioned. There are sparse pedestrians on the street. The king lowered the bamboo hat and continued to move forward. He crossed the city to the East Street. The Yunxuan door was closed, and the dust piled up on the porch. It seemed that no one had operated it for a long time. When he went south through the Jinxiu Tower, he could only see that the door was cold. Leng Qing,

The king doesn't stay much. His heart has been cold for most of the time, and the situation in front of him is not much different from what he expected, but he feels more and more depressed when he looks at it with his own eyes.

There was no tragic scene after the fire in front of Meyer's house. The king didn't know that this was the result of Zhong Pin's urging to step up the repair. The door of the house was closed, and there was a white lantern hanging on the door, which looked chilling.

The king stepped forward and pushed it. The door was closed. When Meyer's house was lively, the door was never closed. Alas, the king thought, slapped the door,