Song Beiyun

When the woman next to her saw this scene, she immediately thought about it, and couldn't help but make up a whole set of carnal sex and life and death between Song Beiyun and the orange sister in front of her.

"You... have that?"

"Which one." Zhao Cheng was made laughing by her abrupt sentence, reached out and slapped her: "It's nothing, you can't talk nonsense, or if someone gets caught, don't blame me."

The woman quickly covered her mouth, and it took a long time before she let go: "I know, I know, I don't want to say anything."

After finishing work in the evening, Zhao Cheng went back to the house after having a meal in the dining hall. He took apart the spring clothes, but found that it was the kind of gauze dress that only a princess could wear. Looking at her current attire, she Can't help but laugh dumbfoundedly.

It was the family letter that made her feel sad for a while. The letter said that she would go back when she felt tired, but Zhao Cheng didn't believe it. She wanted to prove to everyone that she, Zhao Cheng, was not a waste of nothing.

And at this moment, the door was pushed open, she was startled, and subconsciously wanted to call for someone, but when she saw that the person who came in was Song Beiyun, she relaxed her vigilance, lowered her eyes and continued to look. family letter.

"Sister Cheng, I was entrusted by the prince to see what your shortcomings are."

"No shortage."

"It's fine if there is no shortage, I'm leaving."

"Don't be busy." Zhao Cheng reached under the bed and took out three letters: "Send me a letter, to the father and mother."

"Okay, I will naturally obey Sister Cheng's orders." Song Beiyun picked up the letter and put down a basket of eggs: "By the way, you will be transferred tomorrow."

"Where are you going to transfer me?" Zhao Cheng immediately became vigilant.

"It's not me. It's your section that judged you as advanced, and you can read and write. They want to transfer you to a good post. I didn't ask, that's all."

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng was actually quite happy?

Chapter 800: Sunny October 6, Eight Years

There is no wind today, just in time for Xiu Mu.

Song Beiyun stood under the huge keel, feeling the shock brought by the behemoth. The brass wrapped on it shone like gold in the sun.

Using brass instead of gold to wrap the wood, at least it looks like an ironclad ship, and it is also golden. After all, this time it appears not only for exploration, but also for everyone to see the glory of the Great Song Dynasty.

"With the brass skin covering the wood, the whole boat will weigh about [-] catties."

"Rectification." Song Beiyun raised his head with his hips crossed: "When this golden flagship appears, the enemy will not be frightened? By the way, the enveloping method is used, right?"

"Well, yes. It doesn't affect the performance of the ship. It can also increase the anti-corrosion ability." The engineer next to it said: "But such a huge ship is probably the best in the world."

Song Beiyun nodded: "From today onwards, I will never be second to China. By the way, how much is its drainage?"

"Full load drains [-]."

"Ton?"

The engineer was surprised, and looked at Song Beiyun curiously: "It's a bit outrageous to use..."

Song Beiyun blinked his eyes quickly. Although he couldn't remember the size of the wooden sailboat with the largest displacement in the world, this [-]... isn't it a bit exaggerated?He remembers the [-]-ton large drive, right...

But he is not an expert after all, but one thing is certain, this ship is definitely a giant. The design of this ship is 145 meters long and nearly 17 meters wide. Although it is an all-wooden sailing ship, in order to strengthen the structure, The hull was reinforced with massive metal crossbars.And the sail is very huge, so a steam engine is equipped on the ship to raise and lower the huge sail, and the anchor is also operated by steam power.

Anyway, it has used all the technology of wooden ships that it can use.But there are still many shortcomings.Because the hull is too long, even if it is reinforced with iron cladding and metal supports, the ship will still deform and bend in the waves in theory. The joints of the wooden shell will deform due to bending and cause a lot of water leakage, so there is a large one on it. Heap of water pumps to pump water.

When such a giant was launched into the water, I don't know how many people would cheer for it. Anyway, Song Beiyun thought about it for a while and felt that he was going to cry.

"How many hours does it take?"

"54."

Hearing this number, Song Beiyun took a deep breath. There are still four months to go. Although the most difficult keel has been constructed, the remaining things cannot be sloppy.

"How many are left?"

"38."

38 man-hours... four months.Two hundred and fifty or sixty skilled shipwrights and engineers were required to work twelve hours a day for four months without any breaks.

"How long will the test be after entering the water?"

"If you're in a hurry, fifteen days is the least, because you have to wait for a strong wind to test its strength." The engineer said cautiously: "If it can't even withstand a wind, then it is not worthy of galloping in the sea."

These words directly made Song Beiyun nervous. Thinking about it made him feel terrible, but even if he was nervous, he had no choice but to hope that the launch of the first Big Mac would go well, and if he had to, he could kill Yan Shu to sacrifice to heaven.

"I hope everything goes well." Song Beiyun exhaled a foul breath, "What name do you plan to name?"

Because Song Beiyun had already said at the very beginning that the right to name this eternal first ship was left to the person who designed and manufactured it, so he didn't ask too much. Now that I think about it, this huge ship should have already been named.

"Haha, Mr. Song is talking, and the name was only decided yesterday. The chief of this ship is next, and the second seat is my junior brother. My name is Zhou Yingxue, and my junior is Chen Sufeng. Yingxue Sufeng, the ship's name is Xuefeng."

Song Beiyun staggered and pointed at his nose: "Anything else is fine, but this is absolutely not!"

"Why?"

This group of people is good everywhere, but they care about the naming rights. Even if they are not given food or clothing, they can live in a cowshed to complete the project, but if they are given the original naming rights? Now, they can rush to Song Beiyun's office with a knife and show him to death.

Seeing Yingxue's expression, Song Beiyun quickly explained: "The first flagship of the Song Dynasty, you have such a soft name, it's too feminine."

"That's it." Yingxue rolled her eyes a few times, as if she felt that it made some sense: "Then what should I do? Let me think about it...but it's called Yingxue, my lord."

"Well, you change it." Song Beiyun folded his arms and pondered for a moment: "Your surname is Zhou, and your younger brother's surname is Chen. Why don't you call him Zhou Chen?"

At that time, Zhou Yingxue looked at Song Beiyun with strange eyes, as if she was saying: You are the only talented person in the world?

"What's your father's name!"

"The time of the week."

"What about your junior brother's father?"

"Chen Yu. Hmm... It seems that Shi Yu is also good, not only has the name of my father and uncle, but also fits the good intentions of Shi Yu."

Song Beiyun circled there with his hands behind his back: "Xuefeng... Shiyu, do you want to be so auspicious? It's really unlucky."

"Master Song, what auspicious or unlucky are you talking about?"

"Nothing, I was thinking about this boat... Do you have a son?"

"Have."

"Then does your junior brother have a son?"

"Yes." Yingxue scratched her head: "Why is it on my son again? My son's name is Zhou Ning, and he hasn't given his name yet. The younger brother's son is called Chen Liao, and he hasn't given his name yet."

Song Beiyun folded his waist and let out a long sigh of relief: "How about Liaoning? How about calling Liaoning???"

"Isn't that the peace of the Liao Kingdom? It must be, my minister of the Song Dynasty..."

Finally, after all kinds of entanglements, the name of the ship was decided to be "Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng".In order to prevent them from changing their names, Song Beiyun went to the office to get the document, and directly filled in the words "Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng" on it in front of Yingxue, and stamped it with a steel seal to seal the coffin.

Zhou Yingxue was fine, but Chen Sufeng, the deputy chief engineer, burst into tears when he heard the news, pounding on the table while shouting, "It's going to be a lifetime of ridicule."

Sure enough, when the news spread, the group of senior engineers would change their ways to bring the topic to that ship whenever they saw the two of them, and called out the name "Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng" in a high-profile manner. Don't even bother to call me by full name.

In the next few days, I could always see two genius-level Mohist disciples chasing after other high-level workers, and others didn't dare to ask what happened...

As time slowly moved forward, the voice of revolution in Jinling was already deafening, and the Liao Kingdom was also frightened every step of the way, and everyone in the court was in danger.But only this small Haizhou Port is full of excitement.

The giant ship is getting better every day, and Song Beiyun also goes to look at it for a while every day. He feels like an elementary school student who writes a small animal observation diary. The giant ship is the chrysalis he observes. Make him jump for joy.

Song Beiyun's diary has also appeared in different formats, from the original "Going to the Field", "Going to the Field", and "Going to the Field", now it has become "Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng" is assembling the keel today, "Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng" is closing the board today, "Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng" ” Start nailing.

He recorded the entire process in his diary in detail, and then every night he went back to add relevant technical defects and possible improvement measures later.

In this way, the days came to June insipidly but fulfillingly.

After more than two months of overtime work, the giant ship that Song Beiyun was thinking about had already taken shape, and the dock could no longer hold it completely, and the fixed steel cables on its body had changed from four to 74. It is going on intensely, and the tall mast is also placed beside it waiting to be installed.

On this day, Song Beiyun visited his beloved giant ship as usual, and when he was whistling and walking in the large construction site, he suddenly met a few people who were off work from the factory, among them Zhao Cheng, who was wearing a blue cloth, was among them.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng had braided and was chatting and laughing with his companions. They didn't seem to recognize Song Beiyun, who was also dusty, and walked shoulder to shoulder with him. Song Beiyun noticed that Zhao Cheng was holding a The lunch box, called up to wear cloth shoes, has completely lost the exaggeration and affectation before.

Although it can be seen that she is indeed much rougher than before, and her face does not have so much color, and she no longer wears clothes that are one size smaller, but such Zhao Cheng really looks a lot more comfortable.

"Sister Orange."

Song Beiyun yelled, Zhao Cheng paused, looked back at him, then turned his head and said a few words to his partner, then turned and came to Song Beiyun.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm calling you, are you in a hurry to eat?"

Zhao Cheng snorted coldly: "Did the father, queen, mother and concubine send you a letter?"

"That's not true. They said they asked me to persuade you to reform, but now it seems that you still listen to the gregarious."

"none of your business."

"You bitch, you are so ruthless." Song Beiyun curled his lips: "By the way, what position does Sister Orange hold now?"

Zhao Cheng was a little impatient, but he still answered the question: "Now I'm working as a manager in the sorting warehouse."

"Are you still used to it?"

Zhao Cheng felt that it was annoying for Song Beiyun to have nothing to say, so he just took his lunch box, turned around and left.

Seeing her leaving, Song Beiyun let out a sigh of relief and laughed out loud. It seemed that Zhao Cheng finally didn't need to look for value in men. Although it was only a warehouse management job, it seemed to her already. It is a very remarkable thing.

Well, at least I found a job for her. Sure enough, labor can really transform a person, and life in this place is very regular. In addition to the labor of moving around, Zhao Cheng's current body is visible to the naked eye. Get healthy.

"It's good if I can give the prince an explanation." Song Beiyun chuckled, and then suddenly slapped his forehead: "Sister Cheng! Come back again, I have something to do."

Chapter 801, July 7, Eight Years Overcast

"It's the father's birthday, right? I know."

Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Beiyun: "What are you going to give?"

"Whatever I can give, I ask Jin Ling'er to help deliver it. Anyway, you can think about it yourself. Anyway, there is still time."

Zhao Cheng responded, and then took out a banknote from his pocket: "You are free to buy me some things for women, I am not free these days."

"Then can I still use your money?" Song Beiyun pushed the money away: "I'll send someone to buy it for you."

"Well, if you buy it, it will be delivered to my house at night."

Song Beiyun chuckled: "You are not afraid of what I will do, are you?"

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, but looked at Song Beiyun with raised eyes, which made Song Beiyun shiver involuntarily.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Zhao Cheng tiptoed to Song Beiyun's ear: "Do you want to try?"

For her grandma, the demon nun is still the demon nun, and all the things she is doing now are just her trying to enter a new life, and in her bones, the coquettish demon nun has always been there, and she will never leave.

"There is a chance, hahaha." Song Beiyun said with a dry smile, "I'll go to work first, see you, Sister Cheng."

"Humph."

Zhao Cheng snorted and turned around gracefully, but Song Beiyun shook his head, this woman is really a monster, 72 changes a lot, if he is a pure boy, he would not be able to stand it long ago.

Back in the house, Biluo was scrubbing the furniture. When she saw Song Beiyun came back, she smiled and stood up and said, "Master is back, please wait for a while, I will take out the bookcase and books to dry under the beam."

"What are you doing? Just find someone to do it. You need to know your current honorable status."

Biluo laughed loudly: "I'm fine sitting here. Besides, these books are my husband's treasures. Those people outside are clumsy. If you break them, you won't feel sorry for them to death. Besides, it seems like this It's the Dragon Boat Festival, and it's time to smoke the house."

Song Beiyun stepped forward and rubbed her little head: "You, it's always like this, you just do what you like, don't tire yourself out."

In the afternoon, Song Beiyun had nothing else to do, so he squatted in the dock again, watching the workers go up and down while hanging ropes, and then looked up at this beloved big ship, the more he thought about it, the happier he was.

Now he really knows why the military fans are so excited to see the first aircraft carrier of his own. This thing is really an irresistible excitement.

Maybe many people don't have a real understanding of the size, and think that a ship is more than 100 meters, but it is not only more than 100 meters, but it is as high as a building with more than [-] floors.

But only when you really stand in front of it and feel the oppressive feeling can you know its horror. In this era, when such a giant ship appears on the sea level, it represents the coming of terror. There is no power other than the sea itself that can threaten his existence.

And the cannon giant ship is also the romance of men!

"In terms of weapons, Zhou Yingxue and Chen Sufeng will be equipped with four main guns, 140 secondary guns on the side, and about [-] on one side. Because it is the flagship, the location of the cargo is not considered." Zhou Yingxue sat in front of Song Beiyun and talked Unceasing: "However, although this ship looks very strong, it is only used for technical demonstration. After it is listed, it is also used for training personnel and initial deterrence. Its second generation will be bigger and stronger. The metal part can occupy Up to [-]% of the whole. By the third generation, according to the current development speed, we can put the steam engine on the ship."

Song Beiyun stared at the big ship, and asked like a dream: "How long will it take, the third generation."

"It can be as long as 20 years, or as short as five years. Everything depends on the speed of technology accumulation."

"Hmm." Song Beiyun rubbed his eyes: "I'm 26 this year, and I'll be 20 in 46 years. I can see it, right?"

"Maybe 31 will be able to see."

"Okay!" Song Beiyun jumped off the workbench and stretched out a hand: "High fives!"

Zhou Yingxue patted Song Beiyun's palm hard: "It's a deal."