I went to the hospital in the morning to review and prescribe medicine, and I didn't go home until 5:30 in the afternoon.
I originally planned to sleep for an hour to update, but I fell asleep, wrote a little, and read it myself... Well, it's the same as shit. I really don't have the eyes to see it, so I won't post it to make it look embarrassing.
I'm lucky enough to be extravagant tonight. I'll take another day off and rest at home during the day tomorrow. That's 10,000 words a day!
Today's recheck showed that the inflammation in the lungs has healed, and there are still some pulmonary nodules left, which won't have much impact. The inflammation of myocarditis is no longer obvious, and as long as I don’t stay up late and take good care of myself, I will be like an iron man again.
I guess after a while, I will be able to be happy and pretentious again!
I'm going to take a good rest tonight, look through the information, and round out the plot. Anyway, I owe a total of 13 updated chapters so far, totaling 39,000 words. I don't have to worry about too many debts, and I don't have to worry about too many fleas. I will pay them back slowly.
[Attached is a bit of shit I wrote tonight. I can’t feel bad alone, hey! 】
Yan Chengli, a former doctor in the Ministry of Industry, was a supervisor and was good at building buildings.
During the Zhaowu period, the emperor built the Longshou Palace in the northeast of the Forbidden City. Yan Chengli was appreciated by the emperor and awarded the title of Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Industry. At the end of the Zhaowu year, he also participated in the construction of Xingqing Palace, with a terrace of ten steps and a pavilion of five steps. It combined the advantages of the north and the south and showed the royal nobility. He was awarded the title of Doctor of the Ministry of Industry.
It can be said that since Concubine Shengen's wedding, almost all the nobles in the capital rushed to the Yan family with carts of gifts, hoping to invite Yan Chengli to their home first.
But the first person Jia Cong thought of was not the popular Yan Chengli, but Shan Ziye, Hu Laominggong who was good at creating Jiangnan gardens.
Different from the palace construction that Yan Chengli is good at, Shan Ziye is better at garden construction, including building sand and soil, designing rockeries and even planting flowers and grass.
Palace gardens come and go, so why not build a garden that combines the majesty and elegance of the royal court with the grace and beauty of Jiangnan gardens, which will definitely suppress the busyness of other noble families.
When Jia Cong mentioned Shan Ziye, Jia Zheng exclaimed, "Can you invite Shan Ziye? Hasn't he been retired for many years?"
"Huh? Second uncle has heard of it?"
Jia Cong was a little bored. There was a lot of noise in the capital these days because many noble relatives went to the Yan family to invite people. He also thought of Shan Ziye based on the original book. He didn't expect that his second uncle actually knew about Shan Ziye.
I saw Jia Zheng sighing and saying: "How come you haven't heard of it? That is Hu Laominggong. Who among the people in the Ministry of Works can forget this strong man who single-handedly suppressed the Ministry of Works. It's a pity that Shan Ziye has retired. It has been ten years, and King Zhongxin didn’t even invite him to come out..."
It turns out that this is the case, no wonder all the nobles and relatives have ignored this person.
"Shan Ziye's grandson was working in Prince Wu's Mansion, and when his nephew was in the south of the Yangtze River, His Highness King Wu owed his nephew a favor. A few days ago, I personally visited the house and invited the old man to come out. Compared with Mr. Yan's luxurious construction methods Mr. Shan Ziye is better at doing the most things with the least money. Overall, he can save at least one hundred thousand taels of silver!"
"real?"
"Absolutely true!"
More than just owing a favor, King Wu Liu Chen made Jia Cong and the Jia family miserable. At this moment, those people who had been blasted with cannons in Jinling City wanted to peel off the little fat man's skin.
It's not too much to ask Shan Ziye to go out and build a garden in the name of Prince Wu's Mansion!
Anyway, Jia Cong told the old man when he went to Shanziye's house that he would build a garden for his son and give him a job as a royal official. I don't think His Highness King Wu would refute this small request.
One hundred thousand taels of silver, to be honest, is not much for the Duke's mansion. But the Jia family had no major income for five or six years, and Jia's mother had lived a luxurious life. Even in the most difficult times of the Jia family, she still maintained the integrity of the Chinese government.
Coupled with the large population of the two provinces, the cost is huge, let alone one hundred thousand, even ten hundred thousand is not enough to build it.
[I read it, and it’s really a thousand words without any nutrition. I’ll start over again tomorrow, and it won’t be superficial! 】
(End of chapter)
