Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1095: Our Emperor's Holy Spirit

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Emperor Hongzhi lived here.

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

But Emperor Hongzhi had calculated the 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 has a good profit.

If I also open hundreds of workshops like this...

Um……

Emperor Hongzhi quickly dismissed this idea.

Outside, the sound of sawing wood and hammering rivets.

Boom boom boom...

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.

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

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

This made the owner of the workshop 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 started to hang around Wang Shouren.

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

Wang Shouren said: "Thirty to seven."

The owner of the workshop felt very regretful.

At this age, in fact, 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: "Joke, just a joke, don't take it seriously, but..."

Then, fled.

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 damn craftsman ancestors.

Fang Jifan propped his chin, and smiled and slacked off by the side: "Come on, Lao Xiao, you are good at sawing wood. Tomorrow, I will ask my boss to marry his daughter to you."

Xiao Jing's face turned red, it was an insult to his personality, he stared at him: "Qi Guo... Brother Fang, don't bully people too much, we are not at the mercy of others..."

Fang Jifan was even 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 large steamed cake, and a dish, which still had shredded pork in it.

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

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

The owner of the workshop also ate with the big guys, and seeing his huge team, he was more and more relieved, 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 Changcheng, eating and eating, with shredded meat in his mouth, suddenly tears welled up in his eyes, and cried with a whimper.

Seeing this, everyone looked at him in surprise.

Chang Cheng still had the shredded meat in his mouth, sobbing with puffed cheeks: "My mother and my mother-in-law... If you know that I am here to eat and drink... I... I can't help them, this is really a fairy-like day. Since coming here, I have never been hungry..."

Everyone sighed, and 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 for this, 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. Tomorrow, when I let Lao Li to buy rice and meat, I will ask for 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. Treat myself as an outsider, I, Zhao Shiqian,

Convincing people with virtue..."

Emperor Hongzhi silently lowered his head and gnawed on the steamed cakes, but involuntarily the book in the accounting room appeared in his mind. What was the name of the book that Zhao Shiqian put under the account book... "Teaching You How to Succeed", the author, or A student of Xishan College, who is said to be from the business school, sent a search journal, which was not liked by the search journal. Who would have thought that it would be favored by the bookseller, and it was actually very popular.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed in his heart, the 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 this parent official had such a huge impact on the people under his 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 has just been built, it is very new, it occupies a large area, and people come and go in a hurry.

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 steps 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, either a tax collector, or a person who goes to register new arrivals, oh, he is also carrying a bag, there must be a lot of official documents hidden in the bag..."

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

This...is a small official.

The little official seemed capable, at this moment, he almost passed by 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.

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

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

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

Emperor Hongzhi was surprised, a small official, so shrewd, the owner of a small workshop under his rule, he could remember his name, read and write, just by meeting him, look at him walking like a tiger, and so young... This is really true. Rare.

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. A godless, muddle-headed look, or honesty...

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 the counties, and I will go to the 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... one emperor and one courtier, the emperor did not . . . and I have no way out."

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