Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1115 Our Emperor is Holy Ming

  Emperor Hongzhi lived here.

  The so-called accounting room is actually not a room, but a small shed connected to the work shed. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones. The accounts are a mess.

  But Emperor Hongzhi had calculated his accounts all his life, and no matter how messy the accounts were, it was still a child's play for him.

   When the accounts were sorted out, Emperor Hongzhi was dumbfounded.

  This small workshop is actually quite profitable.

  If I also open hundreds of such workshops...

Ok…

  Emperor Hongzhi quickly dismissed this idea.

  Outside, there is the sound of sawing wood and hammering rivets.

  Boom boom boom...

  It's always noisy.

The craftsmen and apprentices pulled in the carts of wood, first sawed the wood, then put it on a milling machine, used a milling cutter for further processing, and then spliced ​​it together to make various wooden tools after.

  Wang Shouren followed several old craftsmen to paint the wooden furniture.

  The paint needs to be applied three times, starting with the primer. The real skill is to apply it evenly without any mistakes.

  Wang Shouren smears very well, he is quick to use and tireless, and he has learned kung fu, his hands are very steady, and his mastery of strength is as good as fire. Young people who know martial arts will not be too lucky. Soon, those old craftsmen were far inferior to Wang Shouren.

   This made the workshop owner nod his head from a distance whenever he saw Wang Shouren. This brother still has a future. Look at him, this craftsmanship, such meticulousness, one is worth three others, and the money is raised!

   Occasionally, he began to hang around Wang Shouren.

  Wang Shouren was silent, but he seemed to muster up his courage: "Xiao Wang, I don't know how old you are?"

  Wang Shouren said: "Seven out of thirty."

  The owner of the workshop felt very regretful.

  He is so old, but actually he looks young.

  But... He squinted his eyes and smiled: "Has your wife ever died? I have a daughter..."

  Wang Shouren looked at the owner of the workshop calmly.

  This guy, there is always something in his body that makes people...

  The owner of the workshop laughed: "It's a joke, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously, but..."

   Then, fled in despair.

   It was Fang Jifan and Xiao Jing who saw the wood.

  Xiao Jing was out of breath, he had never suffered such a hardship in his life, his hands were covered with blood blisters, he was whining and cursing these eighteen generations of **** craftsman ancestors.

  Fang Jifan propped his chin, and slacked off with a smile: "Come on, Lao Xiao, you saw wood well. Tomorrow, I will ask my boss to marry his daughter to you."

  Xiao Jing blushed, it was an insult to his personality, he stared: "Qi Guo...Little brother Fang, don't bully others too much, we are not to be slaughtered..."

  Fang Jifan was more fierce than him: "How is it?"

Xiao Jing suppressed his face, as if he felt that he might not be able to beat him because of his age, his angry face gradually dissipated: "Brother Fang, you have a brain disease, so it's easy to give birth to it, my boss, let's cover it for you. "

  There is always a strange smell in this shed.

   But the craftsmen here have long been accustomed to it. Most of them are from Tongzhou. The happiest moment is when they eat.

  A row of people squatted under the wall, a bowl of rice, a big steamed pancake, and a dish, which still had shredded pork in it.

   These foods are usually difficult for Emperor Hongzhi and others to swallow.

   After being tired for a long time, even Emperor Hongzhi ate deliciously.

The owner of the workshop also ate with the big guys, and he was more and more relieved when he saw his huge team, and he muttered: "In the morning, a big order came in the new city, so I have to get busy with the matter at hand. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will start to deal with this big order, everyone eat quickly, and when we are full, I, Zhao Shiqian, am a man of conscience, and I will not treat you badly."

  Na Chang Cheng, eating and eating, with shredded meat in his mouth, suddenly tears rolled in his eyes, and he cried with a whimper.

  When everyone saw this, they all looked at him in surprise.

Chang Cheng still had the shredded meat in his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and wept uncontrollably: "My mother and my mother-in-law... If you know that I am here to make a living... I... I can't help them, this is really a fairy-like day, come here Here, I have never been hungry..."

  Everyone sighed. An old craftsman from Tongzhou gritted his teeth and said, "Those dog officials in Tongzhou won't give us a way to survive. If it wasn't the case, why would they let us do this?"

Zhao Shiqian rolled his eyes, thinking that now is the time to buy people's hearts. After all, he is a person who wants to do a great job, and he can't do without talents around him. Chang Cheng is a bit of a scum, but after all, his limbs are intact. , So he patted his chest: "Xiao Chang, don't be afraid. Tomorrow, I will give you a salary of two taels of silver first. You can take it and buy some rice noodles. Find a fellow who goes back to the hometown and take them back. You can't let your own The mother-in-law is hungry, otherwise, are you still human? Don't worry, follow me, your whole family will have meat to eat, hurry up tomorrow, when I let the old Li who bought it go into the rice meat, I will ask for an extra two catties of fat left by Butcher Zhao Note, this is also included, to open the meat."

  Chang Cheng cried: "Brother Zhao...I...I..."

With a smile on his face, Zhao Shiqian waved his hand subtly: "As for my family, although I hired you, we are people who are engaged in big business. As an outsider myself, I, Zhao Shiqian, convince others with virtue..."

Emperor Hongzhi silently lowered his head and gnawed on the steamed cakes, but in his mind, the book that Zhao Shiqian put under the account book, what was it called... "Teaching You How to Succeed", the author is still a The students of Xishan College, who are said to be from the business school, sent them to search journals, which were not liked by the search journals. Who would have thought that they would be favored by the booksellers, and they were actually very popular.

  Emperor Hongzhi sighed in his heart, merchants are so scheming.

  It's just... Seeing Chang Cheng crying into tears, Emperor Hongzhi was also very uncomfortable. It turned out that a thought of the parents and officials had such a huge impact on the people under the rule.

After two days, Zhao Shiqian felt that this accountant Mr. Zhu Dashou was a useful talent. Even if he was negotiating business with others, he took Emperor Hongzhi with him. He led Emperor Hongzhi to the county seat and saw Emperor Hongzhi left. Look to the right, and you will know that Emperor Hongzhi came here for the first time, and he couldn't help but introduce with joy: "See that, the one in black is patrolling the torture room, but don't be afraid, we are decent people, they won't embarrass us .Go a little further, and you will be at the Yamen..."

   Sure enough, after walking not far, I saw the new yamen in Rongcheng County. The new yamen was just built, and it was very new.

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help saying: "Officials don't repair government offices, this Rongcheng County has broken the rules."

Zhao Shiqian didn't take it seriously: "Rongcheng is different from other places. In this place, there are rules for everything, and the yamen is controlled very loosely. Many people have to go to the yamen to do business. If it was the dilapidated small yamen in the past, people would go in. How to stretch it, uncle, you scholars are out of fashion, in our opinion, it depends on how to do things quickly and quickly. Have you seen that servant?"

  Emperor Hongzhi watched a servant come out of the Yamen, his footsteps hurried.

Zhao Shiqian said with a smile: "You must think that this is just a petty official. You scholars are like that. To tell you the truth, this person is at least a child. Although he has no fame, he is proficient in reading and writing. You see He is wearing Tsing Yi, this is the housekeeper, the housekeeper’s servant is either a tax collector, or he is going to register new arrivals, oh, he is also carrying a bag, there must be a lot of official documents in the bag..."

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

  This...is a small official.

  The little official seemed capable, and at this moment, he almost passed Zhao Shiqian, but suddenly, the little official stopped and said, "Is it Zhao Dong's family?"

   "Yeah." Zhao Shiqian was taken aback, but couldn't remember who this little official was.

   Obviously, the official recognized him, and the official said: "Last time, the envoy called all the masters to discuss matters, and suggested that everyone build a wooden guild together. I entertained you."

  Suddenly, Zhao Shiqian's face was full of red, and he gave Emperor Hongzhi a wink proudly.

   It seems to be saying, look, follow me, there is nothing wrong, I am a respectable person, and everyone in the county recognizes me.

Emperor Hongzhi was amazed in his heart, a petty official, so shrewd, and the owner of a small workshop under his rule, could remember his name, read and write, just by meeting him. Seeing him walk like a tiger, and so young... This is really strange. See you.

Emperor Hongzhi also knew a little bit about all counties in the world. Except for those who have been officials for generations, most of the officials in the government are recruited. This is a kind of corvee. Godless, muddleheaded, or honest...

  Zhao Shiqian hurriedly said: "That's right, that's right, I'm calling Zhao Shiqian."

The little official said: "I heard that there are a few new guys here, oh, there is also a Mr. Accountant, come and register a yellow book in two days, don't delay, the gentleman is counting this year's yellow book Ren Ding, this is a big deal."

  Zhao Shiqian nodded again and again: "I understand the rules, I understand. I don't know where I'm going, little brother."

The little official frowned: "It is said that His Majesty was in Tongzhou, and suddenly disappeared. I heard that it was Weifu who came to Baoding Mansion. The ministers and Tongzhou officials who accompanied him were all shocked, and rushed to Baoding. Mr. Ouyang Mansion of Baoding Mansion has issued an official document for the attention of all counties, and I will go to all townships for a walk..."

   As he spoke, he looked up at Emperor Hongzhi.

  Emperor Hongzhi's face changed slightly.

   Fortunately, the little official didn't seem to suspect that the person standing in front of him was exactly the person he was looking for, but he smiled at Emperor Hongzhi, nodded his head, and then walked away quickly.

  Zhao Shiqian couldn't help saying: "Ah, our emperor is gone."

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Yes, yes, many people are going to suffer."

Zhao Shiqian said casually: "Without our emperor, what can we do? This new policy is ordered by the emperor. Uncle, our emperor, such a sage, this... this... once the emperor and the courtiers, the emperor is gone... I have no way out."

  (end of this chapter)