Chapter 164 First results

The ground was covered with silver. Yang Ling came back from the inner factory excitedly, threw the horse whip to his family, rubbed his hands and walked to the corridor and asked with a smile: "No one has come today, right?"

The senior manager took off the black gold-edged inner velvet cloak for him and replied: "It snowed heavily last night. Maybe several adults felt that the journey was inconvenient, and it was quite quiet today."

The cloak was removed, and a yellow python robe was exposed inside. The robe was similar to the dragon robe, but the robe was filled with four claws and golden dragons, which was one claw less than the dragon robe. The python robe, flying fish robe, and bullfighting robe were not included in the imperial court's official uniforms and were specially rewarded by the emperor.

Now Liu Jin and Gu Dayong have also given him a python robe, but Gu Dayong's python robe is a diagonal python, while Yang Ling and Liu Jin have given him a python robe. There are four pythons on it, which are particularly noble.

Yu Yong returned from the south. The Hui merchants who mainly operate rice and grain, and the Shaanxi merchants, who mainly operate rice and grain, agreed to cooperate with the domestic factories under the temptation of profit. As for Zhejiang merchants, there is no problem. These wealthy gentry have great power behind them.

With their franchise and the cooperation of eunuchs in various places, the inner factory overcame the Dongchang and Jinyiwei who had been working hard for many years, quickly gained a foothold in the south and had great energy.

Yang Ling did not expect that Yu Yong had such great ability, and was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it. He immediately invited several capable confidants to come to the house with their families to drink and hold a meeting together during the New Year. Shangguan was entertained like this, which was a kind of kindness for each other. Wu Jie, Huang Qiyin, Yu Yong and others were naturally happy to agree.

Now Zhu Zhishan has happily taken office in Taoyuan. He brought all the family members of his family who can grow these Southeast Asian species to Beijing. What surprised Yangling was that in addition to corn, there were peppers, peanuts and potatoes, as well as the seeds of an ornamental plant. According to the farmer's description of the crop, Yangling learned that the flower was called tomato.

This is not a farmer who came back from the troubled fall of Nanyang. It is simply Tang Sanzang who retrieved the Mahayana Sutra. Yang Ling was so happy that he smiled. Such nutritious and easy-to-grow fruits were so nutritious that they were thought to be poisonous in the West for many years, but now they have to bear fruit in the Ming Dynasty first and benefit the world.

I learned from Zhuzhishankou that Tang Bohu and his friends were very envious when they heard about him, and expressed their wish to become an official and serve the court, but he was not in a hurry to do so.

Japanese people admire Chinese culture very much. Yang Ling looked at these gentlemen who painted the Spring Palace and really didn't want to be the county magistrate, and planned to start a cultural diplomacy in the future. With these romantic and famous people, the upper class of Japanese who like arts and elegance will be deeply attracted by it.

What made him most excited was that the craftsmen from the Firedragon Yasanhe Inner Factory finally developed a new musket, which has a range of 40 meters, which is twice as far away as the original musket. The firing rate is six times faster, and its threat is incomparable to the past.

When Yang Ling saw the gun, it was still a bit difficult to load ammunition. He also remembered that modern guns seemed to have rifles in the barrel, and the bullet would rotate when it came out of the barrel. Centrifugal force would cause the bullet to hit a longer distance.

Yang Ling tried to explain this principle to these ordnance experts, and then drew the basic structure of modern bullets. These craftsmen who had just received heavy rewards immediately devoted themselves to new research. Yang Ling knew that the treatment of the inventors was so pitiful, so he gave a few craftsmen a generous reward. Many of them were in charge of the inner factory, and they were very jealous.

He originally wanted to ask the Fireman Yasan to help improve the artillery again. The artillery has a great effect on the battlefield, and its lethality is amazing. However, the materials he has not used enough to study this large firearm, and it also violated the taboo of the court. It seems that the new musket can only be achieved even if it has achieved more results and reported to the emperor and the Military Weapons Bureau.

Yang Ling stomped his feet and walked into the hall with snow, thinking, "Today, Gu Dayong, Zhang Yong and Miao Kui didn't come to the mansion. Jiao Fang didn't make any noise. It seems that there is nothing big in the court. I'll go and see how seedlings are growing. That's my top baby."

He turned his head and looked at the tower spire of the high a hundred feet diagonally opposite. It was a newly built cathedral, which had already taken shape. Due to the cold weather and snow, construction has now been stopped. The spire is covered with white snow, which is quite exotic.

Yang Ling smiled slightly and slowly walked into the backyard. The garden was covered with silver, made of jade, and the rockery was elegant and elegant. There was a clear sound of the piano from afar, which made people feel relaxed and happy, as if they had entered a fairyland.

Yang Ling slowed down, listened to the sound of the piano, and thought to himself: "Who is playing the piano? Listening to this skillful tone, it is obviously not a young lady who is just a beginner. If it weren't for Xuelimei, it would be Cheng Qiyun."

Yang Ling originally wanted to take advantage of his influence on the emperor. Even if he could not fully open the maritime ban, he would forcefully open one or two ports, especially Tianjin Wei, which was close to the emperor and must be opened. The geographical location here is not as important as the south, but the political location is too important.

Only by opening up here to the outside world can we quickly broaden the horizons and concepts of civil and military officials who control the lifeblood of the Ming Dynasty. As long as one-third of these people agree with their own ideas, we will not worry about the Ming Dynasty not lifting the maritime ban early.

Unexpectedly, there were twists and turns. First, the ban was lifted and the arable land involved in improved species. The most important purpose has not been put on the agenda until today. Cheng Qiyundi's journey to return was slower and he lived in Yang's mansion.

When she walked into the piano room of the flower hall, Yang Ling couldn't help but be surprised. The woman who was leaning her eyebrows and playing the piano with graceful graceful eyes turned out to be Gao Wenxin. She was wearing a silver sable mouse-skinned double-breasted short jacket, which made her look elegant, with red lips and white teeth. When she saw Yang Ling coming in at first sight, Gao Wenxin was delighted in her eyes and hurriedly reached out to hold the strings.

The sound of the piano stopped, Gao Wenxin slipped off the Arhat bed, a blush appeared slightly on her simple face, and she said with a bliss, "I've seen... sir."

Since the palace issued an order, Gao Wenxin had a salary from the court and became a female official in the Imperial Hospital, Yang Ling set up another house in the garden of several acres of land in the backyard, which was specially used for the Gao brothers and sisters. The daily expenses were still provided by the Yang family, but they were also a separate courtyard. Gao Wenxin was not good at coming to the door every day, so they met fewer people. Unexpectedly, they saw her today. Yang Ling didn't know that she was playing the piano well.

Gao Wenxin was originally called Master Yang Ling. After being stripped of the identity of a servant, she was the sworn sister of the young lady, so she should call Yang Ling the brother-in-law. Gao Wenxin was not willing to do so. When she called her brother-in-law, she would call her a good husband, so she kept calling Yang Ling the adult according to her official title.

Yang Ling saw her wearing a light blue thread-picking skirt, and when she went downstairs, she saw light red makeup knee pants and golden red crepe-head high-soled shoes. She stood there, and was tall and tall, with a pair of blue gem pendants shook gently under her ears like a delicate ingot, with a unique elegant beauty.

Yang Ling smiled and said, ""Wind Entering the Pine"? Youniang learned this song. I love listening to it very much. I can easily fall asleep after listening to such an elegant song at night. I didn't expect you to like this song too. Why are you the only one here, and the others?"

Gao Wenxin's pretty face turned red. She heard her young lady say that Yang Ling liked to listen to this song the most, and she didn't have the music score in her hand, so she came to learn from Cheng Qiyun seriously. How could she say about her daughter's worries with Yang Ling? She smiled and looked at the bed and said softly: "Here, there is another one, your Cheng Ertou is here too."

Yang Ling then noticed the bed. When he saw that the bed was close to the head of Cheng Qiyun leaning against a brocade quilt. Another layer of green quilt was placed on his body, only a snow-like face was exposed, with two tingles on his cheeks, his beautiful eyes were blurred, and his sleeping ground was fragrant.

Yang Ling couldn't help but smile and said, "It's hard for her. She has never been to the north since she was so old and has never suffered such cold weather. People say Mao Dong. Mao Dong, but she is really sleeping like a cat and is almost hibernating."

Gao Wenxin smiled and then quickly glanced at Yang Ling, with a strange look, but Yang Ling didn't notice it. He was only twenty years old and Cheng Qiyun was six or seven years older than him. Look at the tone he brought inadvertently, it seemed that Cheng Qiyun was younger than him. How could Gao Wenxin know that Yang Ling's real psychological age is more than ten years older than now.

Cheng Qiyun vaguely heard the man's voice. Her eyes opened slightly and she saw that it was Yang Ling who was coming. She hurriedly sat up, lifted the quilt on her body, and said, "Sir, I'm back, I'm rude."

Yang Ling said, "It's hard for you to be unacceptable to the weather in the north, right? It's not very cold now. When it's really cold, it's like a drop of water turns into ice." He said this, looking at the quilt slightly lost his mind.

Cheng Qiyun's cheeks were slightly hot. She looked at her dress uncomfortably. She had a pair of jackets with fragrant silk and geese holding reeds. She also had a green-style peach-red armor on the outside, white silk vertical collar, makeup eyebrows, and golden bees rushing grape buttons. Although she was a little bloated, her slender waist and plump breasts were not covered. Why do you think of me like this?

Seeing that Yang Ling's eyes were still straight, Cheng Qiyun's thighs under the quilt were hot as if they were looking at him. She bit her lip, gently supported her hand and moved to the edge of the bed, and said softly: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment before he suddenly said, "Ah? Oh..." He took a long breath and said, "I remember that at this time last year, it was much colder than now. The broken house in the ravine and the window lattices were all airtight. There was only an old cotton quilt at home, which was similar to this one. My young mother covered me on her body at night, covered her own bed and put it in a thin quilt, and she just sucked it for half a winter...."

"Ah!" Gao Wenxin and Cheng Qiyun both widened their eyes, especially Cheng Qiyun, who had never been to the north, was a bit colder than this. There was no charcoal brazier on the edge of the kang, and the window lattice was still airy. Isn't that a person's life? No wonder... No wonder... No wonder he was so kind to Han Youniang, and he dared not listen to the imperial edict for her, and he was not afraid of beheading his head.

"Oh..." Yang Ling shook his head and sighed: "At that time, I wanted to make a living from a family business and not let my young mother suffer that kind of suffering anymore, then I would be content. Who knows... People's hearts will never be content. Now that the family business has been earned, I think more..."

If you are poor, you will be safe; if you are rich, you will be able to help the world. Now that you have the opportunity to make the Ming Dynasty stronger and the people richer. Who can resist this temptation if a person with a little sense of responsibility?

Cheng Qiyun and Gao Wenxin didn't know what he was thinking, and just thought that he was referring to fame and fortune. Cheng Qiyun smiled and said, "They were not wrong. Yesterday, they planned for the wife, that was fulfilling the responsibilities of their husbands, today they planned for the court, that was fulfilling the responsibilities of their ministers, and that in the future they had to plan for future generations. There are always various reasons forcing you to fight constantly. If you want to stay out of trouble, you are willing and others will not."

When she said this, Yang Ling remembered that she had been back for more than a month and had worked hard. Her third wife was not old. She was young and often shouted that she could not bear it. Now the sweet potato seedlings in the warm cellar are growing wildly. Why haven’t their bodies moved yet? Could it be that Gao Wenxin’s medical skills have failed?

When Yang Ling thought of this, he felt a little unhappy. He sighed and said, "You guys continue playing the piano, I'll go behind."

Cheng Qiyun hurriedly went to the ground. She raised her shoes, stroked the seahorse tide cloud pattern, and put on the skirt with a pleated pleated line, and smiled and said, "My lady is in the warm cellar in the backyard. I have already slept enough. Come with you to have a look."

Some crops were tried to plant in the warm cellar. At the same time, many seedlings of sweet potatoes and bells were cultivated. Yangling thought that he would start sowing at the same time in four places on the next day, and needed a lot of people to give advice. He hired dozens of local farming experts with high salaries to learn the cultivation techniques of the Nanyang Chinese. The missionaries of Xieli thought often came to give some tips and precautions for planting in different regions.

Seeing that his husband attached great importance to this matter and was good at farm work, Han Youniang often went to the warm cellar to help, and also learned to cultivate these crops. Gao Wenxin and Cheng Qiyun knew nothing about these tasks, and they were indeed instinctively despised the farm work, but they were not so enthusiastic.

No matter what Yu Tangchun and Xue Limei thought, the wife took it personally, so how could they sit at home? So the two timid beauties also changed into coarse clothes, followed the young lady to fertilize and water, and took care of the crops.

The warm cellar in the back garden is extremely large. It was built by the officers and soldiers of the inner factory under the guidance of the vegetable grower of the royal warm cellar. Two-thirds are underground and one-third are on the ground. The tent is covered with dense crop poles. There are special ventilation holes. Six skylights are set up above. After introducing light, they refracted and disposed of more than twenty huge bronze mirrors inside. The warm cellar is bright as daytime.

Yang Ling, Cheng Qiyun, Gao Wenxin walked down the warm cellar after more than 20 steps. He saw three neat rows of trellis filled with various green seedlings. These were mainly used for trial planting and transplanted directly into local areas after spring. As for the other three places, trained farmers will be sent to the local area to cultivate with grain.

The old man Wang Donghuai, who came back from Nanyang, led a few farmers to point at a bush of sweet potato seedlings and talked about something, then pinched down a piece and inserted it into the soil. Seeing Yang Ling and Cheng Qiyun's two girls, he hurriedly stopped and shouted respectfully: "Master".

Yang Ling waved his hand and smiled, "You guys keep going, don't worry about me. Where is the madam?"

Wang Donghuai pointed inside and said, "Mrs. I'm there, and I'm helping the master to name the new name "Kanjiji". Yang Ling was surprised and happy when he found the pepper seeds, but the name Wang Donghuai said was very difficult to describe. He can't remember what it is now called, so he just called it "Kanjijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji

As long as this thing is suitable for the temperature, it can grow all year round. Two days ago, the pepper seedlings had grown very high and faintly spit out white buds. Yang Ling nodded and led the two girls over. A beam of light was reflected in a bright green light from a distance. Han Youniang, Yu Tangchun, Xue Limei and the other two were wearing blue shirts with straight collars and small sleeves, and grey vests, and were gently caressing the green seedlings with enthusiasm.

Yang Ling called out, "Young Mother", Han Youniang turned her head when she heard the sound and said happily, "Honey, come and see, these peppers are blooming, and the red spicy food you used in hot pot in the future, right? I really want to know what it tastes." As she said that, she smiled slightly to Gao Wenxin and said, "Sister Wenxin".

When Yang Ling heard that the peppers were blooming, he tightened his feet twice and rushed over excitedly. Han Youniang rolled up her sleeves, revealed a piece of white arm, and pointed at the green Miaoer with a smile and said, "Look at me, it's so much blooming, I'm all taking care of this area." She said with a flash of joy, and was so happy.

The tomato next to it was sprouting and growing very lushly. Yang Ling knew that this thing needed to be pruned, but unfortunately he didn't know whether it was pruned before or after it bloomed, and he didn't know what to cut. It was just to prevent the seedlings from growing wildly, and the leaves were sprouting but not fruits.

So he asked the farmer to divide the persimmon seedlings into ten groups, prepare to prune them in different ways before and after blooming, and record the pruning situation, and then judge which method is correct from the growth situation.

Yang Ling looked at the pepper, and sure enough, in just two days, large flowers appeared. Some of them had just bloomed, and the calyx below was still light green.

Han Youniang smiled and held his arm, and said with a clever smile: "My husband, when will you bear fruit? The red and sharp fruit you mentioned?"

Yang Ling pinched the tip of her nose docilely and smiled, "If you grow like this, you won't have a few fruits."

"Ah?" Han Youniang widened her eyes in shock, and saw Yang Ling lowering her waist slightly. She picked a larger white flower and pinched her hands. Han Youniang couldn't help but scream in distress.

Yang Ling pinched the calyx part and gently swept the stamens on the blooming stamens, and smiled and said, "Young mother, things are made of flowers and need to be pollinated. You usually only plant them on the ground, so I guess you don't know, right?

The pollination method is windy. Sometimes a little breeze can bring pollen on a flower and impart it to other flowers. It is more about bees or other insects crawling around on the flowers and are covered with pollen. Then it is passed to another flower. It is okay to grow vegetables in this warm cellar in winter, but it is too windy to grow something that can bear fruit. There are too little bees, so they have to be pollinated manually."

Not to mention Han Youniang, who can grow crops, does not understand this truth, but Cheng Qiyun, who is well-read in poetry and books, Gao Wenxin doesn't understand it. Even the master sent by Oden Nuanjiao who happened to pass by next to him was extremely surprised and said strangely: "There is such a reason? I said that the fruits and fruits grown on weekdays grow very well. Why do you want to plant some fruits and fruits for the emperor in the warm cellar in winter but have very few results? Just think that the solar terms are wrong. You can't act against the will of heaven. It turns out that this is the reason. Adults are really... They are really knowledgeable and talented. You must try it after the young people go back."

Yang Ling smiled dryly and said, "This is a reason, but sweet potato fruits grown in winter are always not as delicious as the normal solar terms, because the temperature, sunshine and climate are too different. Well.... If you want to grow a good taste, try to imitate the environment of the corresponding solar terms."

The Master Oden nodded repeatedly and wanted to rush back and try to plant two trees immediately. Pollination by tree is a meticulous job. After a few efforts, Yang Ling lost his patience. He threw away the flowers and said, "Let's go. The ventilation here is pretty good, but I'm still a little frustrated. Wenxin is here to see you today, let's go out for a cup of tea."

Han Youniang obediently let him hold his hands, and the group walked out with a smile. Yang Ling asked casually: "Yu'er, Xue'er, I sent six accounting offices from the inner factory to learn the method of accounting. Have you finished teaching now?"

While rolling down his sleeves, Yu Tangchun replied, "Well, those six gentlemen are all old accounts, but they just learn a new method. They are very fast. They can learn it in just two days and have figured out many truths. Even Xueer and I didn't expect it."

Yang Ling said: "That's natural. These gentlemen are experts in accounting and they remember so much about this accounting method. Teach them that as long as they understand the principles, they will naturally supplement them more. Since they have already understood it, it will be much easier to handle. In a few days, I have to let them go to the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Works and other departments to teach those accounting rooms. It is too difficult to count the number in the morning."

Xue Limei was eager to say something, but Yang Ling had too many people on her side and she couldn't even get into it. Until she reached the entrance of the warm cellar and was about to go up the steps, she took the opportunity to come over and said a quick sentence in Yang Ling's ear. When Yang Ling heard this, she suddenly twisted her body and shouted in surprise: "Really?"

Then he turned around and held Han Youniang's shoulders and said, "Do you, girl, want your husband to serve you? Why... how... how pregnant you are, and don't tell me?" He said, his voice trembling in surprise.

The sound was too loud. Cheng Qiyun and Gao Wenxin had just taken a step, and their feet became soft and almost fell. Both of them turned around and ran to Han Youniang, grabbed her hand and looked up and down, and asked in a slight manner, pushing Yu Tangchun and Xue Limei aside.

Han Youniang suddenly blushed, and no one dared to look at her black eyes. Finally, she stared at the ground crampedly and said softly in a thin voice like a mosquito and flies: "Well... maybe... maybe... maybe..., Oh, Xue'er, I'd have known that I wouldn't tell you."

She paused her feet gently, glared at Xue Limei with a angrily, then she lowered her head shyly and said to Yang Ling: "My husband, I'm not sure... I'm afraid of being happy for nothing. So I didn't..."

Gao Wenxin immediately pulled Youniang's wrist and started a vein. It was silent all over. Yang Ling felt that his heart was about to jump out. Han Youniang bit her lips tightly. She didn't dare to look at Gao Wenxin's face, but just looked at her husband's face with steady eyes, her eyes were glutinous and slightly dark, her face was flushed and red.

After a while, Gao Wenxin let out a long sigh and gently put down the young lady's wrist. Yang Ling asked anxiously: "How is it, Wenxin, young lady...?"

Han Youniang also swallowed nervously. Gao Wenxin looked at Han Youniang with complicated eyes and said softly: "Congratulations, sister of Youniang."

Xuelimei and Yutangchun shouted with envy and joy. Yang Ling was also very happy. He held the young lady's hand and was excited for a long time before laughing happily: "Okay, my young lady never disappoints me, hahaha. Hurry, let's go up quickly, the air here is not good, you don't come down again in the future."

After hearing Gao Wenxin's words, Han Youniang put her heart back in her stomach. Seeing her husband's appearance, she felt extremely sweet. She gently tightened her husband's hand, but begged in a low voice: "My husband, I like to play with these things. I want to see them bear fruits as red as fire, which must be very beautiful."

Yang Ling waved his hand and said, "What's the problem? I'll ask someone to plant ten or eight basins. Put them all in our house? That... tomatoes, sweet potatoes, do you want?"

Han Youniang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said happily: "It's great, my husband, you are so nice to Youniang."

Yang Ling said proudly: "Then put ten basins on everything. You will be in a good mood if you do something. Your son will be happy only if you are in a good mood. Hahaha... Let's go. Let's go up."

Yu Tangchun and Xue Limei quickly supported Han Youniang from side to side, which made Han Youniang angry and laugh. He said angrily: "What are you doing? I'm fine yet. But you, Yu'er, I almost fell down just now, so I don't need to help me."

Yang Ling also felt that he had just been pregnant, so there was no need to make such a big deal, but looking at the steep stairs, his heart still hung up. He held the young lady's hand tightly and said, "Come on, my husband, please take you, look back, don't come here, but exercise still needs to be done. Every day, my husband accompanied you for a walk and took you around the village."

His caring and considerate made Han Youniang feel heartbroken. When Yu Tangchun and Xue Limei saw this scene, they wished they would get pregnant early and enjoy the care of their husbands. Cheng Qiyun and Gao Wenxin each had their own thoughts, and the group slowly walked out of the warm cellar.

Light snowflakes fell down, and the news that the Yang family was about to have a little master was very happy, but the whole mansion was filled with joy. In winter, most farmers stayed at home, and except for some naughty children running, it was rare to see anyone in the village.

Before the smoke from the roof of some people had disappeared, the gate of Yang's mansion was opened. Yang Ling walked out of the door majestic in a cloak. Gao Wenxin and Cheng Qiyun followed the young lady out of the mansion.
To be continued...