It was already night inside the palace, but there was still a group of people busy in a courtyard in the palace.
The perimeter of the courtyard was very strictly guarded, with a large number of imperial guards stationed outside, strictly prohibiting any outsiders from approaching.
Carriages were escorted into the yard one after another, and all the equipment unloaded from the carriages began to install the brackets in the night.
After the bracket was installed, a huge hollow sphere made of bamboo strips was quickly assembled on the bracket.
After the assembly of the hollow sphere was completed, it began to be covered with a cover that was completely painted black.
"How long did it take in total?" At this moment, Yang Jian was standing in front of the assembled immortal boat, with his hands behind his back. He calmly asked the eunuch in charge of the matter with a hint of arrogance.
The eunuch replied softly with a flattering smile on his face. "It will take almost an hour to get back to Yang Da."
"But if we give it some more time and wait until the boys become more proficient, the time can be shortened even further."
"It's not necessary that the time is shortened. Safety is the first priority. If the day comes and something unexpected happens."
"Don't talk about your head. Even if all of our heads are chopped off, I'm afraid it won't quell the official's raging anger. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, what Yang Da said is absolutely true. Our family understands and we definitely don't dare to slack off in the slightest so that our sons can work hard."
"Well, just understand. Remember, you have to let those sons and daughters know about this. Don't leak it and let others know about it, unless they don't want to live anymore."
After checking here, Yang Jian went to another courtyard, where a fairy boat was also built here and was being set on fire.
Naturally, these are waiting for the official's birthday, which is the Longevity Festival, to prepare for an unprecedented performance.
To be honest, although Xiao Gao Zhuangyuan, the chief planner of this performance, did not explain anything to Yang Jian face to face, Yang Jian still made some guesses as these props entered the palace.
He was also looking forward to what kind of tricks these props would be used on the Longevity Festival in the hands of the Number One Scholar who always had the magic touch.
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"Brother Guizhang, why have you disappeared from sight every now and then? Are you hiding something from Sajia and Lao Liu again?"
"Haha, senior brother, you shouldn't have done anything shameful... Senior brother, please don't be annoyed. I was just being quick-talking, and I definitely didn't mean to maliciously slander you, senior brother..."
"If you can't speak, then speak less." Gao Zhang's fair little face retracted his arm with murderous intent. To deal with Cai Laoliu, you must pay attention to speed and accuracy.
After removing the personal threat, Cai Laoliu, grinning, sat back in his seat with a depressed expression.
You can't blame yourself for not resisting the urge to complain just now. It's mainly because he was in a bad mood for not being able to control it.
After all, I had played a lot of tricks in the official department, but as a result, my deeds of openly fighting against the officials and upholding justice for the pillars of the country did not spread.
It seemed that he was suppressed immediately. He had originally planned to personally direct it and let a group of confidants spread rumors, ah no... it was to spread rumors about his heroic deeds.
As a result, he almost received a violent beating from his own father, Cai Jing, and even sent a housekeeper to send a message to him. If he dared to act recklessly again, his legs would be broken.
This made Cai Laoliu feel particularly aggrieved. Your son and I are upright, why do you, a father, insist on stopping me from becoming famous? Are you so afraid that I will replace you?
Although there are countless resentments and complaints in my heart, I consider that I am really no match for my biological father. Of course, there is also the influence of the traditional concept of filial piety.
Cai Laoliu finally reluctantly accepted his father's suppression, just like the sage words of his senior brother Gao Zhang: Only by enduring hardship can one become a master.
But there is one question. Cai Laoliu asked all the officials in the secret pavilion, but no one knew which sage this sentence came from.
Finally, he asked his senior brother Gao Zhang this question, and he directly said that he didn't know who it was from, but his expression and eyes made Cai Laoliu vaguely guess the truth.
This is a very reasonable statement, and I am afraid that it is probably coming from the words of a senior brother who has a vicious mind and is also slightly talented.
When I think about how shamelessly my senior brother used it to pass off as the words of a sage, isn't it that I am already thick-skinned enough to be ranked shoulder to shoulder with the sages?
The senior brother and the vulgar martial artist Tong Dalang had clearly agreed to promote their heroic deeds on their behalf, but as a result, they found all kinds of excuses to deal with themselves all day long.
They were either busy drinking and eating meat or bragging and spanking, and I didn’t see them actively promoting themselves.
It's a pity that if he hadn't been defeated, Cai Laoliu would have really wanted to use a big stick to make these two ruthless, treacherous and despicable people suffer.
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Gao Zhang explained that he was busy discussing affairs between the two countries with Xiao Fengxian, the envoy of the Liao Kingdom, and he also laid some bait by the way.
"...We have almost talked with the other party. When will it be implemented, we will have to wait until the officials receive the Daliao envoy."
"But there is a business that we can completely take advantage of..." Gao Zhang stretched out his hand and made a grabbing gesture in front of the two people.
Cai Laoliu, who had been thinking at full speed just now, wondering what kind of vicious means he would use to deal with his senior brother and Tong Zhisheng, heard this, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Why, can this business make as much money as outsourcing ordnance?"
"It's hard to say, but the profit will definitely not be much less than the ordnance outsourcing business."
Gao Zhang laughed and lowered his voice. “Do you know what kind of printing technology is used in the books sold on the market?”
"What is that?" Tong Zhisheng was indeed a crude martial artist with only muscles in his mind, with a confused look on his face.
Cai Laoliu, who could be regarded as an heir of poetry and calligraphy, and who was brainwashed by the old scholar by dozing off every day in the Secret Pavilion, first looked at Tong Zhisheng next to him with contempt and a sense of superiority, and then smiled with incomparable confidence.
"Isn't it just engraving printing? This printing technique has already appeared in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but it was still popular in our dynasty."
"Junior brother really has a good mind, and he actually knows such things. In this way, I don't have to waste my time explaining it to you."
"I know there is a printing technology that is more cost-effective and the cost is probably less than 30% of that of engraving printing..."
"How is that possible?!" Cai Laoliu jumped up immediately, his face full of disbelief.
"Whatever you do when you jump up, you won't sit down for me!"
(End of chapter)
