Zhao Kuangyin went to Luoyang in the west, and it was like a rock that shocked the sky, and suddenly exploded the pool of water in Luoyang.

Officials and gentry at all levels all showed off their expressions as if they were injected with chicken blood. The streets were clean as if they had licked them with their tongues. Many merchants and restaurants were discounted to look for popularity. In the cold weather, a group of people sitting and playing chess had gathered around the Luoshui River at some point, and one or two pretty good poems whistled out of these people's mouths.

It's also a pain.

What Zhao Kuangyin wanted to do? All Chinese and Chinese officials in the court knew that most of them wanted to raise objections, but the reasons they used were too open and upright. Who could stop them? Do you want to get into the officialdom and be unfilial?

As the prefect of He-Nan, Zhao Guangmei naturally had to go out of the city to welcome her. After getting off the carriage, Zhao Kuangyin praised Zhao Guangmei's performance. He laughed, hugged Zhao Guangmei and went to Anling to worship his deceased father.

This is the reason why Zhao Kuangyin came to Luoyang. Originally, this was just a formality, but when Zhao Kuangyin knelt in front of the tomb, he couldn't help but think of Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Pu. Back then, the family was so happy, with their brothers and brothers, and harmonious and beautiful. The old couple treated Zhao Pu as their sons. Zhao Kuangyin was busy with military affairs, and most of Zhao Guangyi's studies were supervised by Zhao Pu. Thinking about it now... I was sad for a moment and actually burst into tears in front of the tomb.

Zhao Guangmei was embarrassed, and she lived in Luoyang, so she naturally came to worship from time to time. Her feelings were far less strong than Zhao Kuangyin, but Zhao Kuangyin cried. Isn’t it appropriate for him not to cry? But he is not an actor, so how could he cry just by crying?

In desperation, Zhao Guangmei had to pinch her thighs hard, grinned and howled, but unfortunately she didn't rain.

Zhao Kuangyin ignored him and took the opportunity to cry and vent his feelings. He became a noble emperor again and said to Zhao Guangmei: "Where are the father and son of the Sun family?"

"The Sun family's father and son are all white now, so..."

"What kind of white or not, call them."

"yes."

"Forget it, are they at home? Let's go there."

"good."

Zhao Kuangyin turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly stopped and ordered: "I should be buried with my parents in a hundred years." He pointed to an open space beside Anling and said: "This place should be where I bury my bones."

Well, the imperial tomb of the Song Dynasty was decided here.

However, Zhao Kuangyin came to Sun's mansion in person, so the Sun family and his son naturally went out to welcome him from afar. The two of them were mentally prepared for this. The many things in the mansion were arranged in an orderly manner and were not very panic. Zhao Kuangyin walked in a leisurely manner. The father and son bowed slightly to show their salutes. Zhao Kuangyin casually grabbed the father and son, like an old friend, and headed towards the middle gate of the Sun's mansion. Seeing that all the officials who were following him were envious.

"The Sun family is small, so there is no need to follow them all. Just have the third brother accompany you. You all go back."

After saying a word, Sun Chunming signaled with a look, and the servants of the Sun family rushed over and closed the door, making the officials accompanying each other very embarrassed, and they all sighed, "What is a holy favor?" Some people thought that both the Sun family and his son were dismounting were a sign of the pills. Now it seems that they are awesome."

Envy is useless. Who is really capable? But no one dares to go back to their own houses? What can I do? Let’s wait. Fortunately, Sun Chunming was doing things well. After a while, a maid brought out a brazier and ginger soup, and brought a bed to rest.

But when Zhao Kuangyin entered the mansion, he saw carved beams and painted buildings in the yard of Sun's mansion, birds singing and flowers smelling, and it was so exquisite and prosperous that he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You father and son are so unauthentic. This yard is not much worse than the Imperial Garden."

Sun Yue hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense. The money from our father and son is earned by Uncle Cao in his family in business, and he never evades taxes. It's all legal income. He has never done anything like corruption or bribery."

Zhao Kuangyin laughed and said nothing more. After all, the Sun family was the richest man in the Song Dynasty many years ago. It was not unaware that with the construction and development of Luoyang and the large-scale production of glass factories, the Sun family's wealth has been rolling upward. Every year, the Sun family pays one or two million guan a tax. Moreover, people really pay attention to the benefit of the country and the people when doing business. For example, explosives are made by others, and they don't make profits from this. They really have to be rich and kind.

While talking and laughing, Murong Yan personally served some fruit and tea refreshments. Zhao Kuangyin was stunned when he saw the melon. It was late autumn and the season when the fruit and fruits were ripe. He loved this thing normally and could not eat it. But at this time, the melons were either raised in hot spring water, small and sour, or stored in an ice cellar, with a little slimness, but the melons in front of him were all big and full, as if they were newly picked.

After taking a bite, it was indeed sweet and juicy. Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but sigh again: "I'll take back what I said just now. You father and son are living better than my official family."

The father and son were both amused and laughed. Although this was a joke, it would not be a heartbreaking statement if someone had a heart listened to it. He quickly explained: "This is the new experiment this year, called a fruit and vegetable greenhouse. As long as the colorless glass is used as a roof in the warm room to ensure sufficient light, fruit and vegetables can grow throughout the year. However, because the price of glass is still high now, this thing can only be planted at home. This year is the first year. I didn't know whether it could be done before. In the future, one of them will naturally be set up."

Sun Yue also continued: "In fact, the key point of this thing is glass. Nowadays, the scale of glass factories is getting bigger and bigger, and the price of glass is getting cheaper. I believe that sooner or later, this kind of greenhouse will be popularized in every city, so that every gentry and even ordinary civilians can eat off-season fruits and vegetables."

Zhao Kuangyin was very interested, so he asked them to take him to the greenhouse for a walk, and saw with his own eyes a bunch of peaches, apples, melons, cold melons and other things growing well in the greenhouse. He couldn't help but smile and ordered: "Don't care about anything else, you must have one in the palace."

Sun Chunming naturally agreed repeatedly.

Zhao Kuangyin suddenly sighed: "The benefits of glass are as for this. If the price of this thing can be reduced, it will be the real treasure of the country. It will benefit the country and the people. I have heard of the matter of glass factory. You have done a good job, and the expansion of the glass factory must not be shaken. I heard that for this, Murong Yatou was injured? How was the injury?"

Murong Yan didn't expect that Zhao Kuangyin would turn the conversation to himself when he saw a greenhouse. After a moment of fright, he hurriedly said, "The Xie official family is concerned, there is nothing serious. You just need to raise it for a while, don't use force with others, you will be cured in a while."

Zhao Kuangyin nodded and said, "Girl, you are the one I grew up watching. I know your personality very well. Although Sun Yue is talented, he is a very lazy and scoundrel. He just needs a wife like you to strictly control him. Brother Murong is gone, and I am your family. If he treats you badly in the future, you can come to me and I will make the decision for you."

"Thank you for your kindness, my husband... he treats me very well."

"Hmph, isn't that okay? I've killed people in the street for you, and it's still Wang Yanchao's grandson."

Sun Yue had nothing to say and had to smile awkwardly.

"Love is a good thing for husband and wife, but as a big wife, it is your responsibility to advise your husband. In that last time, even if it is just for Brother Murong's face, can I spare him? He is young and energetic. How old are you older than him, can't you be more steady?"

Well, Murong Yan is also embarrassed now.
Chapter completed!