After the imperial examination, Zhao Yingluo did not rest for a moment. She knew in her heart that the peace of the Song Dynasty did not only depend on those talented scholars, but also needed the backing of powerful military equipment. The Kingdom of Jin has been keeping an eye on it, and war may break out at any time, so she decided to go to the artillery foundry to inspect it in person. In the foundry, the fire was blazing and the heat wave was rolling. The blacksmiths were shirtless and sweating profusely. Every blow they struck seemed so powerful, as if they were fighting for the future of the Song Dynasty. Thanks to their efforts, the daily output of artillery has reached an astonishing ten pieces. Zhao Yingluo walked into the factory, and her arrival immediately attracted the attention of the blacksmiths. They all stopped what they were doing and saluted her. Zhao Yingluo smiled and waved her hand, indicating that they should continue working. She walked up to Feng Jing and asked: "Factory owner Feng, how is the production capacity of artillery now?" Feng Jing bowed and replied: "Back to Princess, thanks to your previous generous investment and the hard work of these blacksmiths, the production capacity of artillery has reached an unprecedented height. Now, we can produce ten artillery pieces every day, which is enough to meet the needs of the demand. The Jin Kingdom’s large-scale war needs.” Zhao Yingluo nodded with satisfaction after hearing this. She looked at the busy blacksmiths and her heart was filled with respect and gratitude. She knew that it was because of these people who worked silently that the Song Dynasty could have such a strong military strength. She turned to Feng Jing and said: "Factory owner Feng, give me an order to reward the craftsmen of the foundry. Their hard work and dedication are seen by the court. At the same time, you must continue to urge them to improve the quality of the artillery. Ensure that every artillery piece can exert its maximum power on the front line." Feng Jing took the order and left, while Zhao Yingluo continued to inspect the foundry. She went to each workstation, talked cordially with the blacksmiths, and asked them about their work and living conditions. She hopes that through her own efforts, these craftsmen who have worked so hard for the country can feel the care and warmth of the court. When Zhao Yingluo left the artillery foundry, the sunset had already set. She stood in front of the factory gate, looking at the mountains, rivers and fields in the distance. She knows that the responsibility on her shoulders is heavy and arduous. But no matter what, she will go on firmly and contribute all her wisdom and strength to the prosperity and stability of the Song Dynasty. At the same time, she also looked forward to the new scholars being able to shine in their respective positions and contribute to the future of the Song Dynasty. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bronze gate of the artillery foundry, shining with golden light. Zhao Yingluo slowly walked out of the factory, her heart filled with expectations for the future and worries about the war. She turned around and glanced back at the majestic factory building, which was the hope of the Song Dynasty. "Princess, look, this sunset is so beautiful." Xiao Yan beside her said softly, her eyes reflecting the afterglow of the sunset.
Zhao Yingluo smiled slightly and nodded: "Yes, although the sunset is beautiful, it will eventually set. We must cherish every minute and every second and work hard for the future of the Song Dynasty." At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came. Feng Jing hurried over, with a bit of anxiety on his face: "Princess, we just received an urgent report from the front line. The Kingdom of Jin has begun to gather its army and is preparing to attack us." Zhao Yingluo frowned. She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "Feng Jing, we have been prepared, haven't we? Tell the soldiers on the front line to hold their positions and wait for artillery support." Feng Jing nodded in agreement, turned around and left in a hurry. Zhao Yingluo looked at his back and knew in her heart that this war was inevitable. She turned to Xiaoyan and said, "Xiaoyan, pass the order and ask the Ministry of Agriculture to speed up the storage and allocation of grain to ensure the supply of food rations for the frontline soldiers." Xiaoyan responded and left in a hurry. Zhao Yingluo stood alone under the sunset, her heart full of determination and courage. She knew that this war would be a severe test for the Song Dynasty, but she believed that as long as everyone united as one, they would be able to defeat the enemy. Night gradually fell, and stars dotted the sky. Zhao Yingluo looked up at the stars, her heart filled with expectations for the future. She knew that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, she would lead the people of the Song Dynasty to a victorious and prosperous future. At the same time, in the artillery foundry, the blacksmiths were working overtime to make the artillery. Every blow they struck seemed so powerful and firm, as if they were fighting for the future of the country. With their efforts, batches of brand-new artillery were transported to the front line to support the soldiers. Although this war has not yet broken out, the Song Dynasty has been fully prepared. They are waiting for the enemy's attack, waiting to use their courage and wisdom to write a new glorious chapter. And Zhao Yingluo will continue to control the power of the government and lead the people of the Song Dynasty towards a brighter future.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bronze gate of the artillery foundry, shining with golden light. Zhao Yingluo slowly walked out of the factory, her heart filled with expectations for the future and worries about the war. She turned around and glanced back at the majestic factory building, which was the hope of the Song Dynasty. "Princess, look, this sunset is so beautiful." Xiao Yan beside her said softly, her eyes reflecting the afterglow of the sunset. Zhao Yingluo smiled slightly and nodded: "Yes, although the sunset is beautiful, it will eventually set. We must cherish every minute and every second and work hard for the future of the Song Dynasty." At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came. Feng Jing hurried over, with a bit of anxiety on his face: "Princess, we just received an urgent report from the front line. The Kingdom of Jin has begun to gather its army and is preparing to attack us." Zhao Yingluo frowned. She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "Feng Jing, we have been prepared, haven't we? Tell the soldiers on the front line to hold their positions and wait for artillery support." Feng Jing nodded in agreement, turned around and left in a hurry. Zhao Yingluo looked at his back and knew in her heart that this war was inevitable. She turned to Xiaoyan and said, "Xiaoyan, please pass on the order and ask the Ministry of Agriculture to speed up the food storage and allocation work to ensure the supply of food rations for the frontline soldiers." Xiaoyan responded and left in a hurry. Zhao Yingluo stood alone under the sunset, her heart full of determination and courage. She knew that this war would be a severe test for the Song Dynasty, but she believed that as long as everyone united as one, they would be able to defeat the enemy. Night gradually fell, and stars dotted the sky. Zhao Yingluo looked up at the stars, her heart filled with expectations for the future. She knew that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, she would lead the people of the Song Dynasty to a victorious and prosperous future. At the same time, in the artillery foundry, the blacksmiths were working overtime to make the artillery. Every blow they struck seemed so powerful and firm, as if they were fighting for the future of the country. With their efforts, batches of brand-new artillery were transported to the front line to support the soldiers.