Whether it is light or heavy, the right to explain lies entirely with Lao Zhu.
Han Du had no choice.
After hesitating for a long time, Han Du finally had to give up and bowed to Lao Zhu with a wry smile, "Just as the emperor said, one thousand strings."
"It would have been over if it had been like this. Because of this little copper odor, all the dignitary officials in the court have become censorious." Lao Zhu said with a smile, feeling very happy in his heart. I haven't experienced this feeling of overpowering others with force and subduing them without fighting for a long time.
Han Du's heart was bleeding, for his Nine Thousand Strings. If it were someone else who had cheated him, instead of Lao Zhu, Han Du would have dared to slap him in the face for these nine thousand strings.
"Don't worry, as long as you can serve the court conscientiously, I will not treat you badly." When the goal is achieved, Lao Zhu naturally wants to appease Han Du a little and make empty promises.
Han Du didn't take Lao Zhu's words seriously. Just based on the way Lao Zhu had coerced and lured him for Jiu Qian Guan, he didn't feel at all that he would not be treated badly.
"Aren't your father and brother still in the prison? It's dark and damp in the prison. It's not good to stay there for a long time. I will issue an order tomorrow to let them be released from prison and go home."
"I thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Han Du bowed down again sincerely.
My father and brother were able to get out of prison early. In Han Du's opinion, even if Lao Zhu didn't pay a penny, let alone nine thousand guan, he was willing to give up his cement skills.
It's just a local method of making cement, but if it can bring peace to your family, it's worth a thousand dollars.
Han Du knew three ways to make cement using local methods. As long as he spent more time and energy, he could come up with two more.
"Get back on your feet." Lao Zhu nodded with satisfaction and turned back to Xu Da.
Lao Zhu's eyes fell on one person, "He Peizhi."
"I'm here."
Only one person stepped forward and bowed to Lao Zhu. It was the person who questioned Han Du's suggestion to build a cement road.
"You ask Han Du, he will provide all the cement production skills, and then the Ministry of Industry will be responsible for dispatching craftsmen to start mass production of cement as soon as possible."
"Your Majesty, take the order."
He turned around and ordered to Han Du, "Han Du, you must hand over all your cement skills to the Ministry of Industry, and you must not hide anything."
"My lord, I obey the order."
Seeing this, Lao Zhu nodded slightly and waved his right hand.
The old eunuch swept away the Buddha dust in his hand, and a sharp and loud voice suddenly sounded.
"Get started."
"Go back to the palace."
"I respectfully send you off to your Majesty. Long live my Emperor..."
"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor..."
The group of people slowly left the banknote bureau.
Xu Da was in the crowd, looked back and stared at Han Du, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled casually, then rode away after Yu Hu.
The curtains of the sedan next to it were opened first, and Li Shanchang poked his head out, "Can Duke Wei come up and talk to me?"
"good."
Li Shanchang ordered his servants to get off the sedan chair, and Xu Da got off the sedan chair.
As the Zuo Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, Li Shanchang's sedan chair was completely different from those of those seventh- and eighth-rank officials. There are not only Jindun cushions in the sedan, but also a small coffee table, where you can drink tea while working. And the space is much larger than that of ordinary sedans. Xu Da is tall and tall, but when he comes in and sits next to Li Shanchang, it doesn't seem crowded at all.
Li Shanchang blew a sip of tea leaves floating on the cup in his hand, and asked pointedly, "Mr. Wei seemed to be deep in thought when he left just now. Is it possible that Mr. Wei and Han Du have an old relationship?"
Xu Da knew that Li Shanchang would ask this, and did not hide it. He nodded and said: "It doesn't count as old, but I heard the emperor mentioned this person a few days ago in front of the emperor, so I was a little curious."
Li Shanchang's gray brows wrinkled slightly, and then Yousharan said: "To be mentioned by the emperor and to arouse Duke Wei's interest, I think there is something extraordinary about this son. I wonder if Duke Wei can tell you something?"
Xu Da swallowed a sip of tea, savoring the sweetness and refreshing fragrance of the tea. It is said that tea in the past was Tuancha, also known as Xiaolongtuan. Ever since the emperor banned Xiaolongtuan due to its complicated craftsmanship and high cost, tea merchants have racked their brains to come up with the current fried tea.
Taking fresh and tender tea buds and frying them, the process is countless times simpler than Xiaolong Tuan. Unexpectedly, the tea produced in this way has a long aftertaste and tastes better than Xiaolongtuan. It is deeply loved by dignitaries and common people.
"Since Mr. Han is interested, I will talk to Mr. Han," Xu Da nodded in agreement.
Then he briefly told the story of how the prince went to see the emperor that day, mainly Han Du's views.
At the end, he added, "After all, Han Du has never really seen Bei Yuan, so in my opinion, his views are a bit armchair and unrealistic."
Li Shanchang's expression softened. Seeing that Han Duzhen had nothing to do with Xu Da, he stopped paying attention to him. He chuckled and agreed, "How can he compare with Duke Wei? But it's rare for him to have such an idea."
Xu Da nodded in agreement without saying anything more. He picked up the tea cup and gestured to Li Shanchang.
“Drink tea, drink tea”
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Banknote Bureau.
Only when Lao Zhu's master left and could no longer be seen did the craftsmen get up from the ground. A few of them had weak legs and simply sat on the ground, crying and laughing in excitement.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. I never thought that I would be able to admire Tian's beauty one day. Even if I die the next moment, it's still worth it." Huang Lao pulled Han Du and walked toward Han with tears and runny noses. Du wiped it off, "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."
Are you thanking me like this? Are you disgusting?
Han Du didn't feel the slightest bit sympathetic to Huang Lao's excitement. Han Du really couldn't understand Huang Lao's excitement. In his opinion, his life was so precious. How could he give up his life just because he took one look at it? Not even the emperor.
"Han Du, I am a member of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, He Peizhi, a foreign minister. Under the orders of the emperor, please give me some advice." A smile appeared on He Peizhi's face and he handed over to Han Du. "Although I made things difficult for you just now, it was all out of public interest. Please don't worry about it."
Public-minded?
Even if he is public-minded, Han Du is not a god. He can clearly understand what others are thinking at a glance.
So, Han Du also responded with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are too polite. These are all misunderstandings. They will be cleared up as soon as the wind blows. Don't worry, sir, as long as you send the craftsmen here, I will let them teach you step by step until the church So far, how’s it going?”
The method of making cement is not complicated. As long as He Peizhi can find some craftsmen who have burned lime in the past, he can just ask Mr. Huang to arrange for someone to teach them.
Since Han Du sold his cement skills to Lao Zhu for a thousand dollars, he would naturally not regret it.
Unexpectedly, He Peizhi looked embarrassed.
"Han Du, you are making things difficult for me."
"Why do you say this, sir?" Han Du didn't understand what He Peizhi said. "If you don't send craftsmen to learn from it, do you want to send officials?"
How could an official do such a thing?
Although Han Du has been spending time in the banknote bureau these days, he did so voluntarily because no one else knew how to make cement except him.
But it would be too difficult for officials from the Ministry of Works to learn how to make cement. In Han Du's view, officials are really not as useful as a few skilled craftsmen in this purely technical work.
"How could an official do this?" He Peizhi refuted Han Du's speculation with a wave of his hand.
Then he sighed and said, "Han Du, you don't understand. Since the emperor requires me to make cement for the court as soon as possible, I don't dare to slack off at all."
"No matter how anxious you are, you have to wait for the craftsmen to learn it first. The craftsmen don't know how to do it, so there is no benefit in being anxious." Han Du thought to himself.
Seeing Han Du frowning, He Peizhi twirled his beard leisurely and said, "This is what I think. Han Du, can you send a few craftsmen who are proficient in making cement here, and let them make cement while teaching the craftsmen from the Ministry of Engineering? In this way, you can start making cement right away without delaying teaching the craftsmen, which is faster than sending craftsmen to you to learn them first and then returning to the Ministry of Industry to make cement."
This is a way, and it is indeed a bit faster than what I proposed.
Han Du nodded and agreed, "Okay, that's fine. But I have one more request."
"Please tell me," He Peizhi said with a smile.
"Ahem, since your Excellency wants to borrow some craftsmen from Xiaguan, the junior official will have to be bold and polite to you first before fighting." Han Du looked at He Peizhi and said seriously, "Your Excellency wants to borrow some craftsmen from Xiaguan. This is Yes. But since they are borrowed, your Excellency will have to return them to Xiaguan as soon as the matter is over. Xiaguan is not like the Ministry of Industry, where the family has a big business. There are only a few craftsmen under Xiaguan, so Your Excellency must borrow them. It’s better to have it.”
Han Du was afraid that He Peizhi would borrow someone, so he turned around and transferred the craftsman away to him. Now the craftsmen who can make cement here are several craftsmen who originally burned lime, headed by Heizi.
These people are relatively young and have the value of training. And they are more able to endure hardships. Since Han Du took them to trial cement production, they have been as sleepless and forgetful as Han Du. After the firing of one cement ratio failed, the raw materials for the next ratio were immediately started according to Han Du's requirements.
Although Han Du's eyes were red these days, in comparison, Heizi and the others had put in much more work than Han Du. After all, Han Du was just talking, and they were going to break their legs.
It can be said that the successful trial production of cement so quickly was due to Heizi and these people.
Han Du was naturally looking at them like treasures now, for fear that someone would try to take advantage of them.
"This," He Peizhi lowered his head, rolled his eyes, and suddenly agreed with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, this is natural."
That works.
Now that the deal was settled, Han Du didn't think too much. He turned around and said, "Heizi, come here." He waved to the crowd.
