Wei and Jin cooks

Except for the officials and craftsmen who studied with him, Fu Tinghan didn't like to be surrounded by people, especially when he was working at his desk.

So he basically wouldn't let Fu An accompany him at night. If Wei Jie hadn't suddenly visited last night, Fu An would have gone to bed.

This was the first time in three years that Fu An spent the night outside the house, so he was still a little confused when he woke up and didn't understand the situation for a while.

He got up with a confused look on his face, leaned against the door panel and thought for a while before he remembered why he was sleeping outside the door. When the rising sun in the morning illuminated him, he woke up with a start and quickly got up.

As a result, my neck, which had been hanging down all night, clicked and I couldn't move.

Fu Tinghan drank all the water in the teacup and was about to pour some more. When he found it was gone, he put it down. At this moment, he heard a click and he couldn't help but look down at the teapot.

Wei Jie said kindly: "It seems to be coming from outside."

Fu Tinghan stood up, opened the door, and saw Fu An tilting his body to look at him, "We're done talking, you can send Mr. Wei back to the house, and let the kitchen give Mr. Wei some breakfast that is easy to digest... What's wrong with your neck?" Already?"

Fu An burst into tears, "Lang Jun, I've twisted my neck."

Fu Tinghan:......

Finally, Fu Tinghan sent Wei Jie back to the house and asked his servants to go to the kitchen to prepare hot water and breakfast for him, while he took Fu An to see the doctor.

There are few people living here in the Governor's Mansion, usually only Wang, so there is no doctor in the governor's office, so he can only take him to the streets to find one.

When Zhao Hanzhang heard about it and wandered over to find him, the doctor's treatment had already progressed to acupuncture. Fu Tinghan probably had to wait for a long time. He leaned against the table with his hands and closed his eyes tightly.

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at Fu An, pressed his hand, and asked him to treat him with peace of mind. The needle was inserted. At this time, he stood up and saluted. What if the needle pierced his neck?

It’s scary to think about.

Zhao Hanzhang trembled, and quickly came closer to see Fu Tinghan, and saw that he was breathing heavily and actually fell asleep.

If you look closely, you will find that the dark circles under his eyes are heavier, and cyan seems to be coming out of his skin. It seems that he has stayed up late.

Zhao Hanzhang did not disturb him and walked gently to the doctor to watch him perform the acupuncture.

The doctor only gave Fu An two injections. Zhao Hanzhang glanced at them, one for Fengchi and one for Houxi. Not to mention the Houxi point, it was in her hand, but she knew that Fengchi was diagonally down to the cervical aorta. , she usually likes to hit people there, and they will faint if she exerts even the slightest force.

If you feel dizzy when you wake up, press the wind pool, it will have some effect.

Zhao Hanzhang glanced over and asked the doctor, "How is he?"

The doctor said: "Back to Shijun, I gave him a massage and it has improved a bit. I will do acupuncture now, and I will give him another massage tomorrow. Just take a rest and he will be fine."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, then walked to Fu An's side, just in the direction where he tilted his head, and asked, "Are you practicing martial arts?"

Fu Tinghan himself does not like to exercise, and the boys he leads do not like to move either. The guards assigned to him practice martial arts every day, and from time to time they are thrown into the army to rush to the front line of suppressing bandits. Train combat capabilities to better protect him.

Therefore, it is as strange for Fu An to twist his neck while practicing martial arts as it is for Fu Tinghan to exercise once in the morning and evening.

Tears filled Fu An's eyes, and he said guiltily: "Back to my lady, I was sleeping against the door panel and accidentally twisted it."

Zhao Hanzhang asked curiously: "Last night, Hanzhen and Mr. Wei went to court and talked all night long?"

Fu An said "hmm" and said, "We've been talking all night."

Zhao Hanzhang really couldn't think of anything they could talk about all night, so when Fu Tinghan woke up, he met Zhao Hanzhang's curious eyes.

Fu Tinghan got up from the table, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Why are you here? Is Fu An okay?"

"No, I have to press him again tomorrow morning. When he finishes pressing, we will leave just in time. His neck is twisted. How about we keep him?"

Fu An's back tensed and he said quickly: "Mr. Lang, I'm already well. There's no need to stay."

Fu Tinghan: "She is teasing you. Just come here early for treatment tomorrow. There will be many people in the city seeing you off, and we won't be leaving soon."

Fu An breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Hanzhang paid the money and then led the two of them out of the hospital, "You haven't had breakfast yet, so you might as well eat outside."

Fu Tinghan agreed.

The two of them found a good-looking dumpling stall on the roadside and stopped, ordered three bowls of dumplings and ate them while talking.

"Fu An said you didn't sleep all night last night."

Fu An: ...I didn’t say it, you obviously knew it yourself.

Fu Tinghan responded. Some things were difficult to say outside, so he said what he could say at this time, "Let's talk about changing the power system."

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned as he bit into the dumpling, "Huh?"

Fu Tinghan smiled at her and said: "I just found out last night that Wei Jie is not only good at talking, he has a kind of persistence in getting to the bottom of things that only scientific researchers can have."

This persistence not only affects philosophy, but also affects engineering technology.

"We talked about the hydraulic power we are currently focusing on, but there is little water in some places, or the location of the water is not suitable for people to use hydraulic power more conveniently, so other power is needed." Fu Tinghan said: "I discovered this when I was making water dams before. , the hydraulic power that can be used to make a hydraulic calcining press can be used to crush ore. At the same time, it can also be converted into a human-driven machine, which is more labor-saving than simple grinding. "

"It's just that the machinery needs to be changed instead of manpower. Shen Ruhui and I are still studying," Fu Tinghan said: "I'm wondering if the water mill can crush the ore, then we can make cement and directly save a newer one. A broad official path?"

Zhao Hanzhang's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and she was very moved, but after a moment she still shook her head with difficulty, "This is not a good time, let's leave it alone, there may be a locust plague next year, and there may be a war. At this time, the manpower We should still focus on water conservancy construction and mulberry planting.”

Fu Tinghan nodded, "Then I will do some research first. If hydraulic facilities need to be laid, I will reserve an opening when the time comes. When it is needed in the future, it can be used at once."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded repeatedly, "This is good, this is good, do your research first. We may not use it for the time being, but we must be able to do it."

Zhao Hanzhang asked curiously: "Does Wei Jie understand this?"

Fu Tinghan nodded and said: "He understands a little bit, and he understands everything. He is different from Shen Ruhui and Cao Ping. He will get to the bottom of things, ask clearly about the principles, and then draw inferences."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hanzhang became thoughtful and said, "Then I know which aspect to focus on."

This kind of person should be used in science.

Zhao Hanzhang came back to his senses and said to him: "Wei Jie is not in good health. When you work together, you can supervise him to exercise. If he doesn't like military boxing, he can do Wuqinxi and Baduanjin. Aren't you already good at it?"

Fu Tinghan lowered his head to eat dumplings, pretending not to hear.

Zhao Hanzhang looked at him for a while and decided to wake up early every day to disturb others and drag him to get up and exercise together no matter what.

After breakfast, the two of them took a walk back together. When they returned to the yard, they were almost exhausted. Zhao Hanzhang said: "Go to bed quickly. Don't stay up late in the future. Seeing that you are working harder than me, I am not only ashamed, but also a little scared." "

Fu Tinghan glanced at her, said nothing, and went back to sleep silently.

Behind him was Fu An, who was tilting his neck.

Fu Tinghan saw that he was crooking his neck and wanted to make the bed for him, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "I'll do it myself, and you can go down and sleep too."

He said: "From now on, when I stay up late, you can stop watching me."

Fu An was uneasy, "Mr. Lang, have I caused trouble for you?"

Fu Tinghan was stunned for a moment and then shook his head, "No, I was thinking about something just now and it has nothing to do with you."

Fu An breathed a sigh of relief before resigning and leaving.

Wei Jie couldn't catch up on his sleep, which made the people who came to visit the Governor's Mansion in vain. They had no choice but to change the visit to see Zhao Hanzhang off.

But Zhao Hanzhang didn't have so much etiquette and didn't like to waste time on such matters, so he left it to Wang and the housekeeper Cheng Bo to handle it.

Wang Yu was quite bored, so he started walking around the governor's house. When he walked to the garden, he saw Zhao Hanzhang practicing his spear. Uncle Cheng brought two pieces of cloth over and waited for her to finish a set of marksmanship before he stepped forward and said, "Girl, we are in peace at home." A gift for you.”

Zhao Hanzhang wiped his sweat while looking at the silk in his arms, and asked curiously: "Yu family? Why did you give me a gift? I remember that the third uncle of the Yu family has a good relationship with the seventh uncle."

Uncle Cheng smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, the relationship is very good. It should be an apology for the Yu family's junior member blocking a car in the street yesterday."

Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said, "Then it should be given to Mr. Wei. What should you give it to me for?"

Uncle Cheng understood, and he bowed and said, "I will send it to Mr. Wei right now."

Zhao Hanzhang handed the gun to Tinghe and turned to look at a tree not far away.

Wang Yu paused for a moment, then walked out from behind the tree and saluted, "Wang Yu comes to see the governor of Zhao."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "Young Master Wang, you are very polite. Please come and sit down."

Wang Yu was relieved when he saw that she no longer called him cousin.

Wei Jie was too focused on him. Yesterday, he was talking to him but ignored Wang Yu.

Zhao Hanzhang wanted to take him with him several times when he was talking to Wei Jie, but he seemed unable to get a word in, so Zhao Hanzhang had no choice but to give up so as not to embarrass the other party.

There were only two people at this time, and Zhao Hanzhang could explore the topics he could talk about. "Hanzhang is young. Since the death of my grandfather, Luoyang has been killed several times and relatives have been separated. I don't even know the situation of my maternal family."

The Wang family is also from the Wang family, so Wang Yu is called a clan brother. In fact, ethically speaking, Wang Yu and Zhao Hanzhang are closer. He and Zhao Hanzhang's father are aunts and uncles, and Wei Jie and Zhao Hanzhang's fathers are aunts. But Wang Yu Yu was still a younger brother of the Wang family, so Zhao Hanzhang had to call him uncle.

It's just that the Wang family didn't like Wang Yu very much because of the relationship between the Zhao and Wang families, so they deliberately downplayed this relationship.

Wang Yu was probably aware of this, so he didn't make it public.

Zhao Hanzhang asked, and he said, "Many clan members are still staying in Taiyuan, especially in the Jinyang area. Some of the clan members in the capital left three years ago, and I don't know where they went. There is no news yet."