One hundred and thirtieth women without talent is virtue
"Snapped"
Cui Minggui slapped Cui Xu angrily and cursed: "Are you a pig? You secretly used a family member to assassinate a county boss. Do you know what the consequences will be if you are discovered? Can you discuss it with me before you do it?
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Cui Xu covered his face and said bitterly: "Lin Xuan caused me to lose my identity as the family heir. I must kill him. Dad, even if I told you at the beginning, would you send someone to help me?"
Cui Minggui was silent. If he had known that he would definitely stop Cui Xu, how could he help him.
There are so many people raising death warriors in the world. If you just kill anyone you don't like, then it won't be a mess.
Therefore, aristocratic families raising dead men is only a means of deterrence and self-protection.
Generally speaking, soldiers are rarely sent out unless absolutely necessary.
Cui Xu laughed miserably: "Why don't you speak? You also know that you won't help me. It's useless to say anything now. If you don't want to collect the body for me, just help me find a way."
"How shameless, you treacherous son, you actually talk to me like this. I'll beat you to death." Cui Minggui angrily slapped Cui Xu again.
"Haha, go ahead and beat me to death." Cui Xu laughed and didn't care.
"I think you are crazy!" Cui Minggui was shaking with anger.
"Yes, I'm just crazy. I was forced by Lin Xuan and you guys!" Cui Xu yelled hysterically.
"Shut up, do you want everyone to know?" Cui Minggui quickly covered Cui Xu's mouth.
There are at least hundreds of thousands members of the Cui family, so how many people are in power?
Most people, like ordinary people, need to make a living by farming their own land.
Cui Minggui holds certain rights in the Cui family, and there are countless people in the Cui family who are eyeing his position.
If this matter spreads, it will become a basis for others to attack him.
"Who else knows about this?" Cui Minggui asked.
Cui Xu felt happy and said: "Those dead soldiers are all dead. Now apart from me and dad, only Cui Lin knows."
Cui Minggui breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Get rid of Cui Lin. Dad will help you resolve this matter. Remember to use your brain more when doing things in the future."
Cui Xu was stunned and said: "Dad, Cui Lin is loyal to me and will not betray me."
Cui Minggui was furious and cursed: "Do you know what it means to assassinate a county official? Do you think Li Shimin can't find out? Only the dead can keep secrets. Even if Li Shimin knew that you did it, there would be no evidence! You want to
If you don’t want to die, get rid of Cui Lin quickly, otherwise you just wait to die.”
Those dead men didn't even have household registration, and to put it bluntly, they were black households.
As long as Cui Lin dies, even if Li Shimin finds out that Cui Xu did it, he won't be able to find any evidence.
"Dad, I know what to do." Cui Xu said quickly.
Compared with Cui Lin's life and death, he still cares more about his own life.
Cui Minggui nodded and said: "It's good to know. Please be honest during this period. If you want to kill Lin Xuan, there will be many opportunities in the future."
If he takes action, he will definitely not send so few people, but at least ten times as many to ensure a one-hit kill.
"Dad, as long as you can kill Lin Xuan, I will definitely obey you." Cui Xu promised.
"Now that you have frightened him, we can only wait until he relaxes before taking action." Cui Minggui said.
Although he originally hated Lin Xuan, he knew the consequences of assassinating Lin Xuan.
But Lin Xuan has now become Cui Xu's inner demon. If Lin Xuan doesn't die, Cui Xu will be useless.
He only had one son, and for Cui Xu, he didn't care about the consequences.
…
Lin Xuan returned home from the Ministry of Industry and continued to draw drawings.
After eating at noon, it took more than an hour to finish the painting.
Lin Xuan was just about to take a rest when Chun Yue came to report that Xu Guangfu was here.
"Let him come in!" Lin Xuan said.
Not long after, Xu Guangfu walked in, smiled and said, "I've met the lord sir."
Lin Xuan waved his hand and asked: "You came to me so quickly, are you in any trouble?"
Xu Guangfu shook his head and said: "No, didn't the Lord ask me to buy a few fire kilns? I have already bought them. There are three in total. I don't know if they are enough."
Lin Xuan did not expect Xu Guangfu to move so quickly and praised: "Not bad, are the craftsmen from the fire kiln still there?"
Xu Guangfu said: "I knew that Sir Alex wanted to use it, so the workers all stayed."
Lin Xuan was very satisfied with Xu Guangfu's ability and said: "Well done, go back to the accounting office to receive 2 kuan of reward."
Lin Xuan waved his hand and said, "Just take it if I tell you to. Now take me to the fire kiln to see it."
"Yes!" Xu Guangfu responded.
He felt that working with Lin Xuan was the most correct choice he made. On the first day, he had already received two rewards.
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In ancient times, ordinary people built their houses with adobe bricks, with grass on top.
In the homes of officials and aristocratic families, lime, glutinous rice and egg white are generally used as adhesives to bond the stones together to build houses and pave the floors. The same is true in the palace, except that the floors in the palace are made of white marble. The Forbidden City is
Such a building.
Lin Xuan couldn't tell whether this thing was better to use because of cement, but it was true that it couldn't be soaked in water for a long time.
Therefore, he prepared to get the cement out.
Cement is made by grinding limestone and clay into fine powder and mixing them together in a certain ratio.
After calcination, the resulting material is ground into fine powder, which is cement.
Lin Xuan didn't know the specific ratio, so he could only keep experimenting.
After three days of testing, the burned cement was mixed with sand. After it dried, it could not be broken after being hit with a heavy hammer.
Lin Xuan was very satisfied and said: "Just follow this ratio. Two kilns will burn cement, and the other kiln will continue to test using sand to burn colored glaze."
Xu Guangfu asked hesitantly: "Sir, can sand really burn glass?"
No wonder he didn't believe it, it was just unbelievable. Glazed glass was worth thousands of gold, so how could it be made of sand?
Lin Xuan smiled and said: "If I say it can, it will definitely work. If you ask people to experiment more, don't be afraid of spending money. Once the glass is made, you will make a fortune."
Although he didn't know the process of making glass, he must have made it by burning sand.
In ancient times, doors and windows were all covered with window paper, which often needed to be replaced, but the lighting effect was still very poor.
If during the day the doors and windows were closed, no candles were lit, and the room could not be seen clearly, he would have had enough.
"Yes, I will try my best as a kid!" Xu Guangfu responded.
"I'll leave the house to you. I've told you everything I need to say in the past few days. I'm going to the military camp tomorrow. I won't have much time to pass. If you have any questions, just go to the Zuo Lingjun military camp to see me." Lin
Xuan patted Xu Guangfu on the shoulder and said.
"Yes, I will definitely help Sir build the house!" Xu Guangfu promised.
"I believe you, these workers have been lucky these days. Each of them will be given a reward of 100 Wen." Lin Xuan ordered.
Making cement is quite dusty. Although he has asked people to sew simple masks for them, they are not very useful.
Lin Xuan could only increase their wages to compensate for them.
…
After returning home, Lin Xuan took a bath first, and then sent someone to notify Cheng Chumo and the others.
After finishing these tasks, Lin Xuan came to his parents' yard and told them about going to the military camp tomorrow.
Lin Dongyang and the others were not surprised by this. Lin Xuan had told them before.
"Mom, go help you pack your things." Zhang Qing took his maid to Lin Xuan's yard to help him pack and salute.
"Dad, I'll leave twenty soldiers at home. If you and mother go out, take them with you. If there's anything you can't handle at home, ask them to go to the military camp to find me." Lin Xuan said.
Lin Dongyang did not refuse. The last time he assassinated someone, he felt that those people were not bandits. But Lin Xuan didn't say anything and he didn't ask any more questions.
"I know, your sister is already 6 years old. How about asking a gentleman to teach her how to read?" Lin Dongyang asked.
"This is a good thing, dad, just do whatever you want." Lin Xuan said.
Lin Xuan is very supportive of letting Lin Duoduo study.
It doesn’t matter how knowledgeable she is, at least she can learn a lot of principles.
It is virtuous for a woman to have no talent.
Completely taken out of context.
The true meaning of "a woman's lack of talent is virtue" is: if a woman has talent, she should not show it in front of her husband, but should be humble and submissive. This is the virtue of a woman. From the "Public Sacrifice to Mrs. Qi" by Zhang Dai of the Qing Dynasty, original text
Meigong said: If a husband is virtuous, he is talented; if a woman is untalented, she is virtuous.
Otherwise, why would women like Cai Wenji, Zhuo Wenjun, Xie Daoyun, and Li Qingzhao be famous throughout the ages?
After chatting with Lin Dongyang for a while, Lin Xuan returned to his yard.
"Mom, I'm going to the military camp, not moving. Why are you packing so many things?" Lin Xuan looked at the several large boxes filled with stuff in the room and was speechless.
"Mom, I heard that the military camp is very difficult. It doesn't mean this or that, so I prepared some more for you." Zhang Qing said with a smile.
"Mom, I went to the military camp to train soldiers. If I brought so many things, what would the soldiers think of me? How can I convince the crowd? I'll just bring some changes of clothes." Lin Xuan said.
Regardless of whether he was allowed to take these things with him in the military camp, if he brought so many things, Cheng Chumo and the others would laugh to death.
"Well, then you take Chun Yue with you. We usually need someone to do laundry, make beds and so on, right?" Zhang Qing suggested.
Chunyue looked at Lin Xuan expectantly.
Lin Xuan was speechless and said: "You are not allowed to bring women into my mother's military camp. Besides, the soldiers will do these things well."
"Those soldiers are all men, what can they do with their hands and feet? If you can't get used to living in Xuan'er Military Camp, just go home and live there every day." Zhang Qing said.
"Okay, okay, mom, I won't get used to living here, so I'll definitely come back."