For several days, Chu Qing took the villagers to build a house in the palace. Sun An and Huang Laosi did not show up again. After all, one was the top leader of the Chang Dynasty and the other was the chief secretary of Dachang. They were busy after the next court. things.
After working for a few more days, Chu Qing's claws became numb.
Because the construction deadline can't be met.
According to his plan, the bricks were cast first and then the house was built. However, the bricks had to be dried in the shade and could not be used immediately after being burned.
Besides, there is not enough money.
However, sharpening the knife will not delay the work of chopping wood. Chu Qing asked everyone to build the furnace first and take it one step at a time.
The villagers did not engage in adultery, they were just a few children who accompanied the adults to work and earned some free wages.
But Chu Qing didn't know that while he was focusing on building a house, someone was already extremely dissatisfied with him, and that was Tao Yao, who always came to the palace to give lectures these days.
Chu Qing was still chiseling stones. In line with the principle of waste utilization, don't take away the remaining soil and gravel in Taowu Hall that can be used. Use local materials to do whatever you can.
Chu Qing also considered the noise problem, so he did not let everyone dig in the morning, but in the afternoon.
Because the officials had to attend the morning court in the morning, he had no idea that Tao Yao, the prince's young teacher, would be giving lessons in the palace in the afternoon. The place where the lessons happened to be Wen Building was not far from the ruins of Taowu Hall.
However, Tao Yao didn't say a word in the past few days. Although he was annoyed by the noise, the palace was the emperor's home and the emperor didn't say a word. It was hard for him to interrupt. He just kept thinking about who was so ignorant and making noise in the palace.
At noon that day, all the villagers were eating. After having a good time, they were about to continue working when Chu Qing asked everyone to rest for half an hour.
It's not that Chu Qing's conscience found out, but that he didn't have much money in his pocket, so he wanted to leave a good impression on everyone. When he couldn't pay his wages in a few days, these bad-tempered farmers would be embarrassed to talk to him. Take action.
The farmers waved their hands again and again. They also knew that the construction period would not be met, so how could they dare to rest.
Chu Qing, who had ulterior motives, saw that he could not win over people's hearts, so he laughed and gathered everyone together, insisting on telling a story.
Chu Qing didn't have any stories, they were just some dirty jokes, but they were half-hearted, and he talked about Journey to the West.
"About the story of Xun Wukong, Bie Longma, Xia Wujing and Tang Changshang and his disciples, there is a stone..."
Telling stories means talking casually, mainly to let everyone take a rest.
Little did they know that as soon as Chu Qing opened his mouth, the villagers were completely fascinated.
At this time, in the Jingyi Hall, Huang Laosi was approving the memorial, and Sun An was standing aside waiting.
Just as he took a sip of tea, Huang Laosi raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you hear the sound of stone cutting?"
Sun An couldn't laugh or cry.
Not to mention, I have gotten used to hearing noise in the past few days, but now I can no longer hear it, but I am not used to it anymore.
Just as he was about to speak, several cheers came into the hall.
Huang Laosi looked greatly moved: "Go and find out, but Chu Qing has some strange ideas."
"Old slave, go now."
Sun An ran out, and Huang Laosi waited patiently.
As a result, it took a full two-quarters of an hour for the old eunuch to come back.
Huang Laosi couldn't wait to ask: "Why does it take so long? What is Chu Qing doing?"
"Your Majesty." Sun An shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Chu was telling stories to those villagers. He said that he had just eaten and needed to rest for a while. He had nothing to do, so he told the story. The old slave asked people to inquire about it and listened to it. moment."
"He is also considerate of the people and has good character."
After saying something that was both salty and mild, Huang Laosi was disappointed and cast a slightly dissatisfied look at the old eunuch.
I asked you to go and see what happened. What are you doing there to listen to stories? It makes me happy in vain.
I wanted to continue to approve the memorial, but Huang Laosi suddenly asked curiously: "What story did Chu Qing tell? Tell me about it."
"I was afraid that you would mention it, so I stayed a little longer."
Sun An was like a roundworm in Huang Laosi's stomach. He had expected it a long time ago. He cleared his throat and said: "There is a spiritual stone that can conquer the heaven and earth. There was a loud bang in his pants and the stone cracked..."
Without any surprise, Huang Laosi was also fascinated by what he heard. After a long while, he suddenly slapped the table: "What a Tathagata Buddha, he has suppressed such a hero under the Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years. I am so angry." also!"
Sun An also looked like he shared the same hatred with the enemy and echoed: "This old slave is also angry, this Buddha is not broad-minded!"
"Then, tell me quickly and listen to me."
Sun An blinked: "Then...it was gone."
"It's gone?" Huang Laosi immediately became unhappy: "Why is it gone? I was just enjoying hearing it, why is it gone!"
"Mr. Chu...Mr. Chu, don't talk anymore."
"You bastard, how can you say that such a wonderful thing is gone?"
Sun An was embarrassed to say anything.
It’s not that there won’t be anything, the problem is that people have to work.
"Go and let him..."
Huang Laosi was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted Sun An to urge the update, but then he thought about it. He was here to repair the palace, so he couldn't just tell stories without business.
Sun An said cautiously: "Your Majesty, don't be anxious. Those farmers are also feeling disappointed, but Mr. Chu said that after lunch tomorrow, he will talk about the next chapter, and what he said about stable updates, it will be like a dog if it is broken, and tomorrow , I’ll listen to this old slave again, and after listening, I’ll tell you.”
Huang Laosi cursed angrily: "You idiot Erlangshen."
Sun An: "..."
After all, Huang Laosi was still a serious emperor. He was unwilling to give up, and he was too embarrassed to urge the change. He concentrated on reviewing the memorial.
At this moment, Chu Qing, who was beside the ruins of Taowu Palace, was a little unhappy.
He found that the efficiency of this group of unscrupulous people from Tao Family Village seemed to have dropped a lot.
While working, we discussed the plot there.
"Damn, being addicted to novels really delays work." Chu Qing cursed.
Fu San looked like he was scratching his head: "Master, I have no work, I have no work to do. Then tell me, Xun Wukong's lower body was pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years. My God, just being able to move your upper body makes me feel uncomfortable. How can I pass the time in five hundred years?"
"Write a novel. If you have nothing to do, just write a novel. Can't he still move his hands? He can still move his hands even if he is pressed. He can earn some money as a part-time job."
"Novel?" Fu San didn't understand and scratched his head: "Then how were you rescued?"
"If you can't be saved, you'll be beaten to death."
"Beat to death?"
"The novel was not written clearly. People passing by were kicked to death after hearing it because they thought his word count was too low."
Fu San: “…”
Chu Qing squinted his eyes at the sky, secretly feeling worried.
The construction period is behind schedule, and the money has almost been spent on buying materials. If it lasts for another three or four days, we won't be able to get paid. What should I do?
Gritting his teeth, Chu Qing shouted: "No, we have to find a way to find money. Developers who default on wages to migrant workers will die. This young master cannot do such a thing."
Fu San asked in confusion: "Master, what do you mean by developers who default on wages to migrant workers?"
"It's the kind of beast that will be sentenced to two years and three years of probation after being caught."
Fu San was even more confused: "I still don't understand, how can I get a two-year suspended sentence and three-year suspension?"
"First go in and squat for two years, then squat for two years and then slow down for three years."
Fu San suddenly realized: "That's it."
