Life in the Ministry of Industry was quite leisurely. After all, it was not the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Ministry of Civil Affairs. The main tasks of the Ministry of Industry were construction and the production of ordnance. Generally speaking, the Ministry of Industry was at the bottom of the six ministries, and everyone disliked the Ministry of Industry.
Even the beasts of the Ministry of Industry despise themselves.
Money is needed to build infrastructure. Now that the Tang Dynasty is going to war, which aspect does not need money? At the Ministry of War, Zhao Cijing is busy after every war. Money is needed to replenish soldiers, and money is needed for pensions.
Money, food and grass are still needed, not to mention the rationing of armor and weapons.
Therefore, Dou Jing, the Minister of Civil Affairs, disliked seeing Zhao Cijing and the warrior Xun, because these two people came to do the same thing.
Want money.
After all, the Ministry of War is in charge of the army and has a higher position in the court.
What about the Ministry of Industry?
No status, no oil or water.
This caused some officials in the Ministry of Industry to have bad thoughts.
"Another thirty crossbows have been thrown away this month. If the thieves are not found again, I, the Minister of Industry, will be done with it."
In the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry, the warrior Xun sighed and said to Li Zhiyun.
"Fortunately, the armor of Jiaziku was not lost, otherwise you and I would have to go to the saint to apologize." Li Zhiyun's eyes were a little solemn.
Since May, the Ministry of Works has lost a batch of ordnance almost every month. At first it was just one or two pieces, but now there are as many as thirty crossbows.
Two months have passed, almost July, and the murderer has still not been found.
It is not unreasonable for the warrior to be nervous, because the crime of losing ordnance is not a light one. In this imperial capital, if the lost ordnance falls into the wrong hands, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Mr. Wu, are there still no recruits among the two doctors?"
"No." Samurai Yu shook his head, "They are very tough and refuse to admit that the things were lost in their hands."
Li Zhiyun sneered, "The quantity of ordnance must be checked every month. They are in charge, how could they not know. Duke Wu, if you still want to stay, you have to hurry up, otherwise you and I should go to the Li Zheng Palace to apologize."
Bar."
"Okay, I'll go and interrogate you right now." The warrior Xun finished complaining and left in a hurry.
Li Zhiyun squinted his eyes and said nothing. He was naturally nervous about the loss of the ordnance, but he had not lost his bearings yet.
What happened this time was weird.
After clocking in and getting off work, Li Zhiyun left the Ministry of Industry Yamen on his green horse and returned to the Prince of Chu's Mansion.
Last month, Princess Chu gave birth to a daughter, who is currently recuperating. The Huaiyang and Yin families took over the affairs of the palace in place of Princess Chu.
Naturally, Huaiyang is in charge. Mrs. Yin has to take care of the baby, so she can only help out a little.
The daughter born to Princess Chu is as big as a kitten, shrinking in the princess's broad chest and absorbing life energy.
"Is the little one asleep?"
Li Zhiyun poked his daughter's pink face, revealing an old father's smile.
Princess Chu was pillowing on a quilt, and Li Zhiyun was sitting next to her, holding her daughter in her arms. The family of three was very warm.
"She loves to sleep. She either eats or sleeps. She will definitely be a stupid girl in the future." There was not much happiness on Yang's face.
"How could it be? Wasn't it the same when Chengjing was little? Raising children is not like raising kittens and puppies, so how can you be impatient. In the past, you scolded Mrs. Yin for not taking good care of her children, but now you are a little bit a little bit too."
"Chengjing is a boy, so he must be raised carefully."
Li Zhiyun didn't frown, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "If you really don't like your daughter, why don't I give her to Huaiyang to raise her well? What do you think?"
After giving birth to his daughter, Li Zhiyun could detect some changes in his wife's emotions. However, he couldn't say anything to her face, so he could only spend more time with her to dispel her worries. But this time, the mother's different treatment of boys and girls made him
He couldn't help but warn.
How old is your daughter?
Of course, a baby that is one or two months old can only eat and sleep. Otherwise, do you want her to fly into the sky and escape from the earth?
Hearing the rebuke in her husband's words, Yang felt aggrieved for no reason, her eyes were red, and she turned her head away.
"The Crown Princess, Princess Qin, and Princess Qi all gave birth to boys, but I am the only one who is incompetent and has embarrassed Alang."
Li Zhiyun sighed slightly, knowing that sooner or later he would have to explain his words, otherwise the problems would accumulate and sooner or later the two of them would have a quarrel.
"Madam, you and I are not yet twenty, so why worry about being childless in the future?"
Princess Chu did not speak. Of course she knew this truth, but knowing was one thing and worrying was another. The two cannot be confused.
Li Zhiyun dismissed his slaves Huan'er and Yu'er, and said earnestly to his wife: "You, you just like to think wildly. You have a husband, are you still afraid that you will have no children in the future?"
She was still a little aggrieved and ignored him.
Li Zhiyun could only put his baby daughter gently in the cradle, rocking her while saying good things to his wife.
The cradle was made by him after he drew drawings and asked people from the Ministry of Industry to build it. It was the first version of the cradle in the Tang Dynasty. The baby girl slept happily in the cradle and made baby calls from time to time.
Li Zhiyun generally understood his wife's feelings. He just felt in his heart that Mrs. Yin gave birth to a boy and she gave birth to a girl. This feeling of disparity was uncomfortable.
From Li Zhiyun's point of view, girls and boys are actually the same, but from Yang's point of view, this is not the case.
Moreover, Li Zhiyun also understood that Yang's worries were not incomprehensible.
Therefore, he could only say nice words to comfort her.
Yang's little mood didn't last long, and she and Li Zhiyun reconciled after a while.
"Alang, my daughter is the meat that fell from my concubine's body. How can I not be happy about it? What I said just now were all angry words. Don't take it to heart," she said.
"I know, don't worry." Li Zhiyun gently rocked the cradle, smiled slightly, and said, "I thought of a nickname for her, she'll be called Bao Niang."
Hearing this, Ms. Yang immediately joked: "Huaiyang said that Alang likes his daughter. It's true."
"Mainly because you gave birth to my daughter." Li Zhiyun said.
Yang was immediately shy, with a smile on her face.
After finally comforting his wife, Li Zhiyun asked her to have a good rest while he got up to deal with the matter.
After Li Zhiyun left, Yang gently rocked the cradle and looked at her daughter, her face full of tenderness.
How could she dislike her daughter? She was just upset. Now that her daughter was born, no matter how upset she was, she could only let go.
Fortunately, when she saw her husband loving her daughter so much, her grudge immediately dissipated.
Yu'er stepped forward and said with a smile: "Princess, do you feel much better?"
Princess Chu nodded and whispered: "No one in the house will be allowed to gossip in the future, otherwise they will be severely punished."
"Yes." Yu'er agreed, and then asked: "Does Yin need to warn her?"
Princess Chu thought for a while and shook her head.
"Forget it, Alang doesn't like to hear this kind of thing. If she is obedient, there is no need for it."