Cai Jing is practicing calligraphy in the study. As the favorite of the talented emperor, if he doesn't have the same hobbies as the talented emperor, how can he have a common language?
With old arms and legs, I am not Gao Qiu, so I can play ball with the officials and have a close relationship.
What I rely on is the art of calligraphy, and of course my ability to figure out the meaning.
Cai Jing knew very well how narcissistic the officials were about his self-created thin gold body.
And as far as he knew, Liang Shicheng, a confidant of the official Zhao Ji, was working hard day and night to slim down his golden body.
What is the purpose? Isn't it just to develop a thin golden body to please the officials?
Thinking of this, Cai Jing lowered his head and looked at the beautiful calligraphy fonts in his hand.
Unfortunately, I have been independent for many years, and it is really difficult for me to change my writing habits and imitate the judge's thin gold body.
This made Cai Jing sigh and put down the brush in his hand.
Although I also have a sense of crisis, after all, my current position is too high.
As long as the officials still think like the reformists, then their position will be able to stand firm.
Forget it, what’s the use of thinking more, it’s better to think about it…
"Who's outside?" Cai Jing, who was about to take a long exam, suddenly raised his gray eyebrows, raised his eyes and shouted towards the door of the study.
"Sir, Rokuro has something to ask for." The voice of a confidant came from outside the door.
Such an answer made Cai Laoliu, who was originally full of fighting spirit and high ambition, feel troubled.
What does it mean to ask for an audience? I went to see him, why should I ask for it?
It's just such a complaint. In order to save his father's face, Cai Laoliu, who is well-read in poetry and books, decided to argue with this uneducated steward.
After hearing his father's greeting in the study, Cai Laoliu strode straight into the study and saluted his father.
Cai Jing looked at Liu Lang and asked, stroking his long beard in a pleasant manner.
"Rokuro, it's rare for you to take the initiative to come over and say hello to my father. But do you have something to tell my father?"
Cai Laoliu nodded his head and went straight to the point where the first batch of outsourced ordnance from the Kaifeng Metal Workshop, which he had invested in, had been completed.
You can get real money right away, but in order to expand reproduction, a large number of craftsmen are urgently needed.
But the problem is, they don't have the ability to solve the problem.
"That Gao Zhang had a gloomy look on his face, sighing all day long, and had nothing to do. As for Tong Zhisheng, he was a crude martial artist who never knew how to use his brain when doing things."
"Only my son thought of a solution right away, so I came here to ask dad to come forward and help accommodate me."
Cai Jing looked at the sixth man with a dark look on his face, who was standing in front of him arrogantly. When he spoke, he wanted to poke his chin into the beam of the house.
It feels like the biological son sitting across from him is more like a superior person than himself, the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty.
Having said this, Cai Laoliu, who was still unfinished, subconsciously raised his chin.
"How about it, can dad handle this matter?"
"...Is this your attitude of asking to do things for your father?!"
Cai Jing's face darkened, and he subconsciously raised his hand and touched the desk twice, but he didn't touch the ruler.
Only then did he remember that the thing was lying on the desk where he was writing.
But Cai Liulaohun, who never looked at others with his eyes, didn't have the slightest sense of crisis and just kept to himself.
"Of course, if you don't think it's possible, dad, then the child will go to each craftsman himself.
I don’t believe they dare to disobey my command. Hey, hey, hey... Dad, my child has done nothing. Why are you copying the ruler? "
"...You..." Cai Jing worked hard for a long time before he suppressed the urge to swing out the ruler he had found in his hand.
"Sit down, my father has something important to ask you."
Seeing his father Cai Jing put the ruler directly on the table, Cai Laoliu felt very unhappy, but he could only bow his head honestly. As the saying goes, a man can only bend and stretch.
"Rokuro, my father has an idea. Now the outsourcing of the ordnance is a great success."
"Next, the imperial court will definitely commend you..."
"That's natural. Miss me Cai Yao..."
"Shut up! Listen to your father first!"
"..."
Cai Jing glared at the evildoer angrily before continuing to explain his thoughts.
Next, the imperial court will inevitably pay more and more attention to the matter of armaments reform, and the arms supervisor may even become the main execution unit of armaments reform.
As a result, officials will definitely keep an eye on him. As long as he makes enough achievements, the military equipment supervisor will definitely become a shortcut to promotion.
For this reason, your father and I have thought about it and decided that it is better to let that kid Gao Zhang continue to ride on the heads of you and Tong Zhisheng.
It's better to let you, Rokuro, take the position. Dad will try to squeeze that Gao Zhang away, or move that kid to another position in a high sedan chair...
Cai Laoliu, who had a somewhat weak brain, suddenly became unhappy after hearing his father's gibbering.
"Dad, are you teaching me how to do things?"
"...Dad, this is for your own good."
Cai Jing's breathing began to become a little heavy, but he still tried to control himself and patiently tried to persuade this stupid Liulang.
"You clearly look down on the kid. You think he has no ability and can't defeat Gao Zhang, so you step on that kid to get the upper hand."
"Do you have this ability?"
"The kid is waiting for the opportunity now, just wait until the kid can grasp his handle."
"...Do you know what the reason is?"
Seeing his father's progressive questions, Cai Laoliu felt disgusted and said perfunctorily.
"...Okay, kid, you know what you're doing. Dad, you're getting old. Things like this, ah!...Dad, what do you want to do?"
"Hey, hey, hey... Dad, the kid didn't do anything wrong, ah! Why do you beat me, ah!..."
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The confidant who was guarding the door of the study heard the screams and wails coming from inside the study.
He quietly closed the study door and stood outside the room, feeling very refreshed.
I have to admit that it is more comfortable to communicate with a weirdo like Rokuro through physical communication.
After the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the study lasted for Zhu Xiang's time, Cai Xiang's angry roar came from inside.
Immediately afterwards, Cai Liulang really hit the door like a ball, rebounded and then rolled down the steps, staggering away towards the distance.
Prime Minister Cai held a ruler with one hand murderously and pointed at the figure staggering away in the distance. He was so angry that he had nothing to say for a long time.
"Master Prime Minister, please calm down, Liu Lang didn't come here on purpose."
"Hmph! He is just a self-righteous idiot. How could I give birth to such a thing?"
Cai Jing raised his head and looked up to the sky and sighed. With a brain like Lao Liu, let him be the host?
Cai Jing didn't dare to think about that scene, so let's forget it. Since this villain has his own ideas, let him give it a try.
Let him suffer a little loss and be fooled, and he will probably cry and go home to his father later.
(End of chapter)
