"So this is an electric light."

Zhao Xing, who was full of wine and food, came to the backyard and saw the lamp beside the winding path. After asking Song Beiyun in the Ming Dynasty, he suddenly realized: "So this is an electric light."

"Why are you running here for nothing?"

"Oh, you have a big problem for me. I have to have a way out. I have no way to do that. I can't let them see my embarrassment, right?"

"I have no tricks, and I really don't have time to mess with these things now."

"No time? What else is more important than this?"

Song Beiyun curled his lips: "You go to bed first, and then I'll take you to see what's more important than this."

"Hey, don't you welcome me?"

"Listen to the truth and listen to the lies?"

"Then you tell me some nice deception."

Song Beiyun snorted lightly: "I hope that the king is like clouds and moons, like wind and rain, like beautiful wife and lovers."

"Wow... you just don't want to see me!"

Song Beiyun put his waist on his hips, panting for a while before speaking: "You should be in Jinling Town at this time. You run around. What should I do if there is chaos in Jinling?"

"Yan Shu is here, and it's not a big problem whether the court has or not. In your words, it already has a complete political system that can operate on its own within the rules."

Song Beiyun really had no choice but to deal with him, so he just shook his head gently: "I've come here, what else can I say?"

Zhao Xing walked forward with a smile and hugged Song Beiyun's shoulder: "Be more generous, didn't you tell you, and I won't add any trouble to you, just pretend to see if you can't do it."

"Cheng Chengcheng, you are the emperor, you have the final say." Song Beiyun opened an iron door as he walked and took Zhao Xing out: "Prepare a place for you to live in."

If someone else prepares anything for Zhao Xing, there will be a guard who checks the three layers inside and the three layers inside and the three layers outside. However, when Song Beiyun prepares it, Zhao Xing himself doesn't panic, and he doesn't need a guard to check it. Don't worry, just follow it.

"Wow..."

When Zhao Xingren came to the residence prepared for Zhao Xing, he was stunned because this place was obviously different from all the places he had lived in.

The three-story building with a unique house has a not-too-large yard, but not small. Although it is not as exquisite as Suzhou gardens, it is also simple and elegant.

The lights were also lit inside. Zhao Xing walked in and turned around, pursing his lips with his hands behind his back: "This light is good, it's hotter, and it's OK to hatch eggs in the house."

Song Beiyun patted his forehead, then pulled something from the side and put it on the window. Then it connected the thing to the electric mount. Then the strange thing began to whirl. The wind in the room immediately flowed, pumping out the hot temperature, and cool breeze poured in around it.

Zhao Xing widened his eyes in shock: "There are such things?"

"What about now?"

His Majesty the Emperor felt it, lay on the bamboo rocking chair, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so comfortable, so comfortable. You guys really can enjoy your life, you're even more comfortable than me."

The thing that buzzed and blew outwards quickly, causing the temperature in the room to drop rapidly. In the evening, there were already a cool breeze in Shanghai. Now, when the rushing like this, it was so comfortable that it made people reluctant to open their eyes.

"You have to rest first." Song Beiyun stood next to Zhao Xing with his hands behind his back: "There is no other requirement, just don't stuff your hands into the leaves, otherwise you will have your fingers cut off."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"I know when your brain will get sucked." Song Beiyun pointed to the side: "There is a shower in that room. The red one on the left is boiling water, and the water coming directly from the boiler room... Forget it, I'll teach you how to adjust it. Don't burn pig hair for you then. This summer, you will have to die suddenly."

The novelty of this place is definitely beyond Zhao Xing's imagination. Fans and water pumps are used here. Zhao Xing felt that hot water could flow out of the water pipe for the first time in his life.

"Awesome." Zhao Xing played there for a long time, and the sputtered water wet half of his body: "What's this called?"

"Tap water." Song Beiyun shook the water stains on his hand: "Oh, stop playing, there is water everywhere."

Zhao Xing turned off the faucet and looked back with an unsatisfactory look, nodding seriously: "Let's go back to the palace and give it a whole."

"Difficult." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "This thing mainly relies on electricity. Isn't this a test steel factory boiler linkage recently? Only then can there be electricity. It's too difficult to make trouble in the palace. Let's talk about it later."

"Oh, you have enjoyed all the good things yourself. I was so hot in the palace that I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep."

"Oh, isn't this technology enough?" Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, you can take a shower and rest. I'll let Xiaoyu stay here later to serve as a guard for you, and then arrange some people to protect you. I'll come over tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you go."

After Song Beiyun left, Zhao Xing played with water for another half an hour. It was not until Xiaoyu brought him a change of clothes that he started taking a shower seriously.

This is the first time Zhao Xing has taken a shower standing in his hand. The feeling of showering is completely different from the feeling of sitting in a basin. It is convenient, fast, simple and clear. Especially with his current buzz cut, it is even more relaxed and pleasant. Sweet soap, rinse water, and dry the towel.

After taking a shower and returning to the house, Xiaofeng even blew a little cold, but Zhao Xing didn't care at all. She wrapped herself in a small blanket and lay on the bed, feeling the new experience that Song Gou brought again.

He originally wanted to do something, but he was a little tired along the way, so Zhao Xing, who had planned to take a break and get up again, slept until early the next morning.

"I don't ask you for delicacies, so you just made ten buns with lotus leaves? Do you think I am a pig? Even if I starve to death, I will never eat your bun."

"What kind of stuffing is this? It's so fresh! Are there any more? Give me some more."

This is what Zhao Xing said after washing up the next morning. From the beginning because she was dissatisfied with Song Beiyun, she only brought him buns to the end and ate them all. It was only ten minutes.

"Filled with mackerel."

"Fragrant!" Zhao Xing nodded repeatedly: "This is a tribute, and I will send 100 kilograms to the palace every year."

"It was smelly in the past." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "Don't count on it, think about when the cold chain will come out."

"What is the cold chain? Lingnan lychees are fine, why can't these mere buns be made?"

"This thing is really not easy to transport. Even if it is iced, it won't work. When you go back, it will make it soak in water unless it is frozen." Song Beiyun handed a cup of soy milk to Zhao Xing: "Are you full?"

"Eight points."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see what's more important than your revolution."

While talking, Song Beiyun suddenly discovered Zhao Xing's hair...

"Cut your hair short!!!" Song Beiyun suddenly shouted. At that moment, she felt her blood pressure soaring: "You..."

"Hey, I just realized that you don't care enough about me." Zhao Xing touched his buzz cut: "You laggards, how can you know the convenience of this short hair, which is refreshing and cool."

"You..." Song Beiyun said gritting his teeth: "The body and hair are my parents... China's loyalty and filial piety culture has been around for thousands of years, so don't touch it! This is unnecessary! You are an improvementist, not a subverter!"

"You have to subtly change customs and habits, not letting you directly lift the table! Zhao Xing, Zhao Xing! You really..."

Zhao Xing blinked quickly, walked up to hug Song Beiyun's shoulder: "Oh, brother, don't be so excited."

Song Beiyun shook off his hand: "You hate that no one rebels!"

"As long as you don't rebel, the world will rebel, so what can you do?"

That feeling of powerlessness made Song Beiyun cover his chest and gasp, his stomach full of anger, but he didn't know what to say, because things have reached this point...

"Okay, I know what you mean. I naturally thought it clearly. I am not foolish, loyal, filial, and filial piety. It is true that my body and hair are accepted by my parents. But how can this thread be said to be unfaithful and unfilial? What I want is to be polite and obey the law rather than a beard and greasy on my head."

"You have your reasons, I won't argue with you. If something goes wrong in the future, don't let me wipe your butt."

"Who are you not allowed to let you go? I said it from the beginning? There is one for you in the Song Dynasty, and there is one for you in China in the future."

"I don't want it!"

"If you don't want it, you have to. If you argue with me again, I will issue an edict to pass the throne." Zhao Xing was also furious, rolled up his sleeves and slapped the table: "You try it, see if I dare to issue an edict to pass the throne, Song Beiyun!"

"You won."

Song Beiyun was timid because he really dared to do this...

"Looking back, you've also cut your hair, Yan Shu has cut it. You won't be so disrespectful to me, right?"

"Zhao Xing, don't be too greedy!"

"I've passed the throne."

Song Beiyun gritted his teeth and forked his waist: "Okay! I'll cut it!"

With a stomach full of evil fire, Song Beiyun brought Zhao Xing to the dock. At first, Zhao Xing muttered that Song Beiyun should go back to take charge of the overall situation. But when he came to the dock and saw the giant creature, his mouth never closed again.

The bright giant cannon on the deck, the shiny hull and the huge figure made Zhao Xing feel an unprecedented impact.

Although he didn't understand, he was really shocked.

Zhao was not short, but he was not as big as its anchor when he stood next to the giant ship. He looked taller than ten floors.

"This...this is..."

"The Great Song Dynasty." Song Beiyun said firmly: "The Future of the Great Song Dynasty."

Zhao Xing suddenly became quiet. He was like a devil, sitting on the steps and staring at the giant ship, as if the world had nothing to do with him.
Chapter completed!