After the injury on Tang Zhiling's face healed, he went to work normally.
He also brought a booklet that Jia Shangshu asked him to write.
When he arrived at the Ministry of Industry, Tang Zhiling took the brochure directly to his immediate boss Guan Qinghai, "Master Guan, this is a brochure for making fertilizer."
Guan Qinghai did not answer, "Mr. Tang, you should give the booklet to Jia Shangshu personally. He has told you that if you come to the Ministry of Industry, you should go to him in person."
Tang Zhiling could probably guess what happened to Jia Shangshu, and he had already thought of an excuse.
"Okay, I'll give it to him myself."
After Tang Zhiling left, Guan Qinghai nodded, this guy is not bad, he doesn't have the bad temper of the noble men in the capital.
He is quite honest. Now that he has the title of Marquis, he is still so polite to him as a superior officer.
Guan Qinghai didn't know that Tang Zhiling had secretly tried to squeeze him away.
Later, Tang Zhiling also discovered that the emperor could give him a title and recognize that the country was supporting him, but he would not give him real power.
This is what Tang Zhiling figured out himself. The Marquis sounds good, but there are also some old marquis and earl mansions in the capital. They all only have titles but no real power. In fact, they are just empty airs.
These people have to make way for adults who have real power.
Because the county magistrate is not as good as the current governor, the most important thing is for people to have real power in the court.
But that's it, he was satisfied.
This promotion path is really suitable for him. If he were to be promoted in this position, he would have no ink in his stomach. If he were to be promoted, he would be laughed at by others.
Although my official position is small now, I am quite comfortable.
This time, he also brought a drawing in his arms. It was a car drawn by Shen Fei, which was very suitable for a child over one year old to play with.
It only needs three wheels at the bottom and a handle in the front. Children can sit on it and slide very far.
This is a new toy prepared by Shen Fei for Xiao Fubao.
Tang Zhiling strolled to Jia Shangshu's apartment. He knocked on the door gently, "Dong dong dong!"
"Come in!"
After Tang Zhiling approached, he handed over the written booklet, "Sir, this is the fertilizer booklet prepared by the official."
Jia Shangshu took it and opened it and looked at it. It was very neat and the wording was reasonable.
"Who wrote this?"
Jia Shangshu knew Tang Zhiling well. After all, he and Tang Guogong were related to each other. Tang Zhiling had submitted articles in the past, which was really unsightly.
Jia Shangshu is also planning to take Tang Zhiling's Xiaobaiwen and find someone to re-write the words and sentences and rewrite it.
Now it seems that it is not necessary, which is great.
Tang Zhiling smiled in surprise. Everyone knew that his background was not good, so there was no need to hide it. "Sir, I found a gentleman who helped me write it."
Jia Shangshu nodded, "Well, in the future, ask your husband to write the notes you submit!"
"Yes, sir!"
Jia Shangshu admitted in disguise that Tang Zhiling had hired a gunman to work for him. This honor was the first in the Yu Dynasty.
Hey, who gives this kid a special status?
In the past few days, Jia Shangshu has also been thinking about the group fight some time ago. After thinking about it afterwards, he felt that this matter was a bit strange.
He looked at Tang Zhiling's young face and asked, "Why did Mr. Tang get into a fight with Xiao Cheng?"
Tang Zhiling first looked at Jia Shangshu in embarrassment, and after some ideological struggle, he said, "Xiao Cheng... he said that Xiao Fubao is... the emperor's son."
Jia Shangshu: "......"
Jia Shangshu looked at Tang Zhiling with difficulty. Could he say that he was also so suspicious at first?
Hey, speaking of it, you still have to blame yourself for this matter. Who allowed you to give birth to such a son?
Jia Shangshu was the first person to discover the appearance of Xiao Fubao, and it was he who went to the palace to report it to the emperor.
He is also one of the few who know the truth.
It should be said that these are all the sins of the late emperor.
Jia Shangshu dared to complain in his heart, but he did not dare to say such rebellious words.
"Xiao Cheng is spreading rumors. Xiao Fubao is my son. How could I allow him to talk nonsense, so I started a fight with him."
When Jia Shangshu heard this, he did not continue to ask, "Okay, I understand, you can go back!"
"Yes, Lord Shangshu!"
After Tang Zhiling left, Jia Shangshu laughed and said, "Humph, he is also a little fox!"
Tang Zhiling took the drawings and went to find a familiar craftsman.
He took out the drawing of the car and asked, "Gong Wang, look at this drawing of mine. Can you make it?"
Gong Wang is a carpenter and his craftsmanship is superb. The patterns he carves on the wood are really lifelike.
"Mr. Tang, what is it again?"
Tang Zhiling handed over the drawing, "It's just a small car for my son to sit and play in."
Wang Gong took it over and looked at it, and said with a smile: "This is simple, it can be done in an hour."
Tang Zhiling was very happy, saying that he could take it back home at night, "Old rules, I only want this one, and the blueprint will be yours after it is built."
Wang Gong laughed and said, "Okay, no problem."
Wang Gong's ancestor was good at carpentry, but he was lucky enough to join the Ministry of Works as a craftsman and eat royal food.
But there are brothers and sons at home.
They were all good at carpentry, but their lives were not particularly rich. Later, Tang Zhiling got to know him well, and sometimes he would ask him to do some private work, but he could always provide him with new ideas.
Wang Gong took the drawings of these small toys back and showed them to his brothers. The toys he made were sold in Chang'an City, which really made a lot of money.
Therefore, Gong Wang was also very willing to help Tang Zhiling make these small toys.
"Okay, I'm off duty, so I'll come and get it."
Gong Wang nodded, "Okay!"
In the evening, outside the gate of Tang Mansion.
At this time, the door of Tang's house was open, Xiao Fubao was lying on the stroller, and Qiao Yu was pushing the stroller back and forth.
Little Fu Bao lay on it like an old man.
Opposite the stroller, there is also a larger stroller.
No, it shouldn’t be called a stroller, because the fat boy sitting on it is already three years old.
He was sitting on it triumphantly, looking at Little Fubao, "Little Fubao, look at this, this is my car, it's bigger than yours!"
Yang Shaoqi, the little boy next door, was talking to little Fubao in a showy manner.
Xiao Fubao said disdainfully: "A scholar!"
Xiao Fubao was very dissatisfied with the fact that the guy next door had the same things as himself.
His car is his Feifei, specially designed for him.
This guy next door actually got one too, which is really annoying.
The wheels under Xiao Fubao's stroller were removed from the car in the space. The wheels are made of rubber and are very smooth, so when Qiao Yu pushes the stroller, Xiao Fubao cannot feel the bumps.
But Yang Shaoqi's car was not. His car had wooden wheels, and it bumped every time the servant pushed it.
In addition, Yang Shaoqi has shown off many times, and the wheel is broken.
So before Yang Shaoqi was proud, the car became unstable and he fell from it.
Suddenly, heartbreaking cries came from the door of the Tang family.
