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Chapter 141 Management (1)

The sun continues to fall, from warmth to scorching.

Hong, with her eyes closed, walked out slowly from Yong'an Palace. She turned around suddenly when she was about to leave, saw the kind old man, and waved at him with a smile.

Just now, when he first came, he wanted to perform a great ceremony for the king and his subjects, but he was stopped.

Now, he slowly knelt down, and with a pious look that was more pious than a worshiper of the king, he knocked his head to the ground.

Dangdangdang, three sound heads.

The old man standing in the pavilion stretched out his wrinkled face and smiled with relief.

Some people say that kowtow is the most useless etiquette in the world and the most humble etiquette. But apart from this, when facing loved ones, we can never find a more pious way than this.

What you kneel is kindness, what you bow is love.

The roads in the deep palace were very long. After Mu Chun walked a few eunuchs leading the way, although the old man told him not to hurry and stayed in the capital for a few more days, the high palace walls also had the status of the king and the ministers, but they were barriers.

Not to mention his grandson with a foreign surname, even the old man’s own children and grandchildren cannot be said to enter the palace just by entering the palace.

The old man is old, he's leaving...

Thinking of this, Mu Chun couldn't help but look back again.

Suddenly, he saw someone chasing him.

"Eunuch Park!" Mu Chun bowed, "You..."

Park Bucheng smiled and chased after him, "Brother Chun, please wait, the Supreme Emperor has a reward!" As he said that, he turned slightly and said behind him, "Hurry up!"

Behind him, several women in palace costumes, who were full of the style of everyone, bowed their heads and saluted silently.

"This is..." Mu Chun vaguely guessed something.

"The Supreme Emperor said, if you don't have children, it's because you have too few wives!" Park Bucheng smiled, "These female officials are all good girls around the concubines in the palace. They are all well-educated and well-made. Let them follow you and help your Mu family grow up and spread their branches!"

Mu Chun's chest was blocked and he bowed to the direction of Yong'an Palace, "I, thank the Supreme Emperor for his kindness!"

"Get up!" Park Bushen pulled the other party up and whispered, "The Supreme Emperor also said that he was afraid that he would not be able to wait for the day you have a son, so he would give the child a name first!" As he said that, he paused, "Call, Duosheng!"

"More life?" Mu Chun pondered for a moment, and tears filled his eyes in an instant.

~~

It was noon, and the deafening roar of the treasure shipyard became weak.

I don’t know why, it’s still spring, but the temperature in the shipyard seems to be as hot as summer.

Zhu Yunxiu took his entourage and officials from the Ministry of Works to shuttle between various workshops and construction sites. He was dressed in casual clothes and didn't know that he was the emperor, but because he was followed by officials from the Ministry of Works, he could only take a quick look wherever he went.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger, and Zhu Gaochi, who was following Zhu Yunxi, was sweating profusely on his forehead.

"Are you weak?" As soon as he walked out of the tung oil workshop, Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhu Gaochi and laughed in a low voice, "Why are you sweating so much?"

"I have been with you for most of the day. How can I not sweat? Is it so weak? Are you so weak?" Zhu Gaochi cursed in his heart and smiled on his face, "I have been like this since I was a child. I feel sweaty when I move a little!"

"It's still empty!" Zhu Yunxi nodded, then looked into the distance.

There was a long line in the distance, and he asked, "What are you doing there?"

Li Jinglong also looked over there and smiled, "Back to the emperor, it's probably time to have dinner, and the craftsmen and servants are queuing up to receive the meal!"

"Oh, go and have a look!" Zhu Yunxiu said, strideing forward.

The head of the Ministry of Works Construction Department, who was the last crowd, Zhang Han, the deputy director, suddenly changed his color and quietly fell behind two steps, waved his hand to a person not far away.

The people there were eyes and quickly turned around and trot.

But after just a few steps, someone suddenly grabbed his arm from the side.

He looked up and saw several expressionless guards looking at him coldly, "What are you doing?"

"The villain..."

"Stay honestly!" The guard scolded, "I dare to run around and interrupt your legs!"

~~

Zhu Yunxi was walking forward when he suddenly stopped, because an indescribable smell came into his nose. It was a bit disgusting to say whether it was fishy or not.

Under the eyes, the craftsmen who were receiving the meal lined up in a long queue, which seemed a little noisy. Several officials responsible for maintaining order hid under the pergola, drank tea and ate snacks, flipped their eyelids, cursed a few words, and continued to drink tea and chat.

But the next second, they saw a group of people coming. The largest official in the treasure shipyard could only follow him at the end, and then suddenly stood up and rushed towards the crowd.

"Everything is arranged, don't squeeze, don't make a fuss!"

Zhu Yunyu saw this scene very clearly and couldn't help but frown.

The management of the treasure shipyard is commendable, but he also understands that it is also a good place for management, and the more tricks it is.

It’s management, haha!

No one dares to greed for shipbuilding money, but the hands and feet of food, clothing, housing and transportation are enough for them to hold on!

At this time, they had already walked to the craftsmen lined up. The craftsmen looked at the group of grand officials with some fear. Just so happened that a craftsman who had just made a meal came out, squatted on the ground with a rice jar, and started eating in big mouthfuls.

Zhu Yunxiu saw it clearly. His rice jar was filled with two spoons of brown rice, white radish and black pickled vegetables.

This scene is in sharp contrast with the tea and desserts in the awnings of those little officials.

"You are in charge of the firearm manufacturing bureau, and the same is true for your side?" Zhu Yunxiu continued to move forward and asked expressionlessly.

"I'm going to offend someone again!" Li Jinglong smiled, "The old saying goes, if you want a horse to run, you have to give it good ingredients. The craftsmen at the Fire Equipment Manufacturing Bureau have special small canteens. There are six people per table, and you can eat ready-made ones when you arrive, and you can serve them directly with a handyman. There are no need to line up in such a mess!"

As he said that, he continued to laugh, "And there must be meat and fish in the meals. Even green leaf vegetables must be fried with large oil, and the fine grains are even more open. In addition, the Firearm Manufacturing Bureau has already set a reward and punishment system. The lowest gunpowder apprentice, if you don't make any mistakes in a month, you can get nearly two silver dollars, and an additional ten kilograms of rice!"

He said that Zhu Yunxi had known about these things for a long time, and he heard them again at this moment, and coupled with the scene of chaotic queues in front of him, he felt a little more.

"The funds from your side..." Zhu Yunxiu continued to ask, "But it is enough?"

"Enough!" Li Jinglong smiled, "I don't know how to smelify iron and cannons, I just care about one thing. Everyone below should eat the grace given by the emperor." As he said, he looked at the back with a squinted look, Lian Zining, the Minister of Works, who seemed to not understand what was about to happen, and smiled, "I missed everyone's food rations and wrote them in the account book. Everyone has a fixed quota every day. Whoever dares to deduct one bite, I will take off his black hat!"

"Although the craftsmen are humble, they do their work. No matter how confused they are, they will not tolerate people doing things in this regard! Besides, only by eating comfortably and sleeping comfortably can people be energetic!"

Zhu Yunqiu still had a expressionless face and walked straight to the door of the room where he was making food for the craftsman.

A few large jars lined up in turn, and the things inside looked like they had no appetite and were still irritating.

There were a few fat and skin-fed pork in the white carrot and vegetable soup. The people who made the rice were arrogant and held a spoon directly into the rice jar of the craftsmen and servants, and impatiently urging the next one.

Inside the house, several chefs who seemed to be cooking were holding the rice bowl and eating deliciously. In their bowls were rosy and rosy meat the size of a palm.

There was a sound of wolfing around, and it was like a very tired craftsman who swallowed the rice in his mouth. Someone finished a few bites and poured a bowl of cold water into his stomach with a bowl of cold water.

Just next to this canteen, there are several stinky ditches for drainage in the workshops next to it. It is not until midsummer, and flies are buzzing in groups.

"Come here!" Zhu Yunxiu had a cold face and shouted coldly behind him.

The person behind him was suddenly stunned, wondering who the emperor was calling.

The guard Deng Ping quietly poked Lian Zining, "Mr. I'm calling you!"

"My name..." Lian Zining reacted and walked from behind to the entrance of the canteen, and his voice suddenly stopped.

Why did the emperor call him? Do you still need to ask?

"Treasure Shipyard is handed over to you, you're just in charge?" Zhu Yunxiu pointed to a few big jars containing vegetables, "You don't even eat this dish, right?"

"My name..." Lian Zining was sweating profusely and was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Suddenly, he looked behind him with fierce eyes. Yuanwailang Zhang Han and others were already fighting each other and were unable to stand firmly.

"Go to the place where the craftsmen sleep!" Zhu Yunxiu shook his sleeves, full of anger.


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