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Zhang Zhengdao listened to Lu Xiaoyi's narration about the past events in Bianliang City, Tokyo, and interrupted from time to time to ask questions.

Lu Xiaoyi said: "We were at Guifan Tower and helped Guizhao deal with some troublesome things, so we settled down."

Zhang Zhengdao asked: "Where is Wei Gui? Why didn't you come with us?"

Lu Xiaoyi replied: "There's been some trouble in that ghost house recently, and Brother Wei Gui can't get away from it."

Zhang Zhengdao did not ask any more details and ordered his men to take Lu Xiaoyi to the back mountain and choose a room to rest first.

Sitting alone in the Juyi Hall, thinking silently.

Sun Yuan wanted to be buried in Mengzhou. No matter what, he wanted to fulfill his father-in-law's last wish. By the way, he wanted to find out about Wu Song. After so long, he still didn't know how he was doing in the prison camp of Anping Village.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Zhengdao returned to the back house to take care of Sun Yuan's affairs.

Sun Erniang put on a filial piety dress to observe her filial piety for her old father.

Zhang Zhengdao ordered people to set up a memorial tent in a house in the back mountain, put up an incense table, and worship the old father-in-law.

After the first seven days, you can be buried in peace.

Seeing that Sun Erniang was very sad, Zhang Zhengdao ordered two maids to take care of her.

"I intend to go to Mengzhou again after the new year to bury my father-in-law." Zhang Zhengdao said to a group of wives and concubines.

Wu Yueniang looked worried and said: "My husband's status is extraordinary, why not send his men to handle this matter? I don't think I will blame you."

Mrs. Lin also advised: "Dalang, what Yueniang said is that we are thousands of miles away and the journey is long. If we encounter bad people and lose our lives, how will we, sisters, live in the future?"

Zhang Zhengdao smiled and said: "I will bring more people this time."

When the girls saw that Zhang Zhengdao refused to listen to his advice, they stopped talking.

At night, staying in Mrs. Wei's room, this charming woman knew that Zhang Zhengdao would be out for March or May and would be hard to come back, so she was extremely lingering and asked for more.

Fortunately, today is different from the past. Zhang Zhengdao has made some small achievements in practicing the exercises, and has shown great power. In the end, Mrs. Wei bowed down and begged for mercy to live.

"Dalang, if you pass by Bianliang City, can you think of a way to deliver a message to my miserable sister?" Mrs. Wei's slender hand drew circles on Zhang Zhengdao's chest.

Zhang Zhengdao asked: "How did you know that I would go to Bianliang City?"

Mrs. Wei smiled foolishly and said: "There is a confidante in Bianliang City. According to Dalang's temperament, since he is passing by, how can he not go?"

Zhang Zhengdao was able to see through her thoughts and did not hide anything, saying: "On this trip, I really want to go to Bianliang City, but it's just for business, and it's really not a secret meeting with some beautiful woman!"

Mrs. Wei raised her head, rolled her eyes at him, and said: "Why are you hiding it? They all say that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, and stealing is worse than not being able to steal. Anyway, the slave family is getting older now. In a few years, the beauty will be better."

If you are not there, you will naturally be gradually left out."

"If Da Lang misses his old love, ensures that the slave family has enough food and clothing, and occasionally rests in the room for a night, then he will have made the right bet in this life." Mrs. Wei said this, with a somewhat lonely look in her eyes.

Among the girls, Lin is the oldest, and she is the second. During this period, Zhang Zhengdao visited her room less often.

On the other hand, the charming Pan Jinlian is becoming more and more moisturized, radiant, and so enchanting.

Zhang Zhengdao frowned and said, "Am I one of those people who loves the new and hates the old? Besides, my wife's beauty is beyond comparison with others."

Mrs. Wei smiled and said: "What Dalang said is somewhat untrue."

Zhang Zhengdao said angrily: "How dare you question me, witch."

"How brave!"

After a while, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and Zhang Zhengdao asked: "How can you see your sister who lives in a deep palace?"

Mrs. Wei returned in spirit and said: "In the past, when I was in Bianliang, my sister would occasionally leave the palace and stay at home for a few days."

Zhang Zhengdao frowned and said, "Is there no other way?"

Mrs. Wei replied: "If nothing else works, I will go to the palace to see my sister."

Zhang Zhengdao thought of something in his mind and said: "Madam, if you remember the layout of the palace and your sister's residence, I will draw it on the paper tomorrow. I will write it down in case of emergency."

Mrs. Wei was surprised and said: "Could it be that Da Lang wants to break into the palace at night? That's not possible. The palace is heavily guarded. Breaking in without permission is a serious crime of beheading."

Zhang Zhengdao smiled and said: "I have my own thoughts on this matter. Just draw the general layout of the palace and the location of the palace where my sister lives."

Mrs. Wei said: "Then let the Nu family think about it carefully."

"It's not urgent, there's still time." Zhang Zhengdao hugged Mrs. Wei's delicate body and suddenly asked: "What is our sister like?"

Mrs. Wei smiled sweetly and said: "Dalang, my sister is much prettier than the Nu family."

Zhang Zhengdao asked: "Is there any woman more beautiful than Madam in the world?"

When Mrs. Wei heard this, her heart was filled with joy. She nestled tightly in his arms and said, "If Da Lang sees my sister, he will know what it means to be beautiful and beautiful, and what it means to be shy of a flower with a closed moon."

Zhang Zhengdao sighed: "Since our sister is so beautiful, why isn't she favored by Zhao Ji?"

Mrs. Wei sighed: "The slave's sister is not good at words. If it hadn't been for Concubine Qiao's help, she would not have had that night of happiness with the official family and gave birth to a dragon seed."

Zhang Zhengdao also vaguely remembered that Concubine Qiao and Zhao Gou's biological mother, Wei Shi, had a similar spirit and were sworn in love with Jinlan. They also made a vow to "never forget each other even if we are rich or noble".

Later, Concubine Qiao gained the favor of Zhao Ji. As expected, she did not forget her original oath and introduced her good sisters to the official family. This is how Zhao Gou came to be.

"How old is my little nephew?" Zhang Zhengdao asked again.

Mrs. Wei was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Little nephew?"

"That's Zhao Gou!" Zhang Zhengdao smiled.

Only then did Mrs. Wei react and said with a smile: "Does Dalang still want to recognize this nephew?"

Zhang Zhengdao raised his eyebrows and said: "Yes, why don't you recognize it? After all, he is still our sister's child, so we are kissing him."

Mrs. Wei joked: "Da Lang is talking nonsense again."

Zhang Zhengdao smiled but said nothing.

Mrs. Wei said: "In June of the next year, I will be seven years old."

"The Nu family has only seen that child once, but he is quite polite." Mrs. Wei thought of Zhao Gou and praised him highly.

Zhang Zhengdao asked some more things about Webster, and then he hugged the beauty and fell asleep.

The next day dawned, and the snow was still falling heavily. It had been snowing for two consecutive days.

After Zhang Zhengdao paid homage to his father-in-law, Sun Yuan, he ordered someone to help Sun Erniang down to rest. This mother-in-law was so stubborn that she even spent the whole night guarding the mourning hall.

Fortunately, there are several braziers in the house, so it’s not very cold.

Afterwards, he went to Juyi Hall and dealt with some matters concerning the cottage.

Previously, Liangshan purchased refined iron in Dengzhou, Laizhou, Xuzhou, Yunzhou, Qingzhou, Yizhou, Yanzhou and other places, which has attracted the attention of the government, but they only purchased it in batches, or re-smelted the purchased iron.

Only with refined iron can one be able to build three thousand fully equipped heavy armors.

Fortunately, the iron smelting technology of the Song Dynasty was exquisite, and the annual output of refined iron in Jingdong, an important iron-making town, could reach tens of thousands of kilograms.

In order to build heavy armored cavalry as soon as possible, Zhang Zhengdao ordered his purchasers to transport all iron items, whether agricultural tools, stoves, etc., back to the village, where they would be smelted to make battle armor.

Jin Lao is proficient in smelting, and he can also build a blast furnace to meet the needs of the village.

Nowadays, the armor of the cavalry army has been completed, but fine iron is still an urgent need for the village. I am afraid that it will be difficult to buy in large quantities in Jingdong, so I can only go to distant state capitals to buy it. However, it is still possible to transport it by river. If you go

Land transportation is not practical.

Zhang Zhengdao had a headache because of this.

Iron deficiency!