Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 122 Yao Guangxiao [Add more updates for the first leader Tianzui Taoist! 】

Zhu Gaochi went back.

As the frame of the royal family disappeared, gradually some people who were a little nervous because of the appearance of the imperial army gathered again.

These people are curious onlookers, including merchants, ordinary people, and scholars.

In an era where there were no entertainment activities, it was almost natural to watch the excitement. Now that the imperial court has worked so hard to build such a weird road, it is natural that these people seem to have found their goal. In just four miles, they have gathered almost Thousands of people.

At a glance, it is endless, and almost all of these people came to watch the construction of the cement road.

Here, as Zhu Gaochi left, some roads that had been inspected and found no problems were paved with a layer of straw mats that had been prepared long ago.

There is also a warning sign next to it.

The grass mat is because of the cold weather to prevent the concrete that has not yet solidified from being frozen and cracked at night, forming unnecessary cracks. Adding a layer of grass mat can effectively protect the road surface.

The warning sign is to prevent anyone who is curious and steps on the road before the concrete is dry, causing damage to the road.

After finishing these, Zhou Chen took a few craftsmen and officials from the Ministry of Industry to conduct a final inspection of the road surface.

Officials from the Ministry of Industry recorded the condition of the concrete road.

These things are all contracted by the construction company. Although the construction company belongs to the Ministry of Industry, its operation is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Industry.

The Ministry of Industry is responsible for checking and accepting the results of the building, recording some situations, and preparing for the acceptance.

Zhu Zhanji didn't stay here too long, after all, he wasn't one of those boring melon-eaters who panicked when they had nothing to do all day.

Besides, there are two "Jiao Didi" sisters in my family, and the little daughter-in-law Hua is still waiting for him to molested.

Naturally, Zhu Zhanji would not be willing to blow the northwest wind from the Yangtze River with a group of people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

It's just that Zhu Zhanji had just entered the Yifeng Gate, but when he turned his head, he was directly blocked by a young eunuch from the Prince's Mansion.

"His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince invites you to come over!"

Hearing the eunuch's words, Zhu Zhanji looked along the line of sight, only to find that the prince's frame, which had left at some time, was parked not far away, obviously waiting for him.

Zhu Zhanji didn't know what his stupid father was doing, he was a little baffled,

But he still followed the eunuch.

In the exclusive carriage of the royal family, Zhu Gaochi was leaning on a pile of comfortable cushions, holding a copy of Da Ming Daily.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at the date on the newspaper, it was today.

Zhu Zhanji hasn't read this newspaper yet. Ever since the silly father made the newspaper more impressive, Zhu Zhanji has paid less attention to the newspaper. Even when there is no major issue in the government affairs section, Zhu Gaochi is always in the newspaper. Responsible, and when the newspaper is published, he usually only reads it when he is free.

Seeing his son staring at the newspaper in his hand, Zhu Gaochi blinked, then took another copy from a cabinet on the carriage and handed it over:

"have a look?"

Zhu Zhanji was not polite, so he took it over.

There have been no major events recently, and there have been fewer government news on the front page of the newspaper, and there have been fewer matters about disaster relief.

With the allocation of disaster relief funds, the victims of the disaster in various places have also been properly resettled.

Recently, even the number of refugees fleeing to Yingtian has decreased a lot.

Zhu Zhanji was not surprised when he saw this. After all, the money was spent, so you have to see some results, right?
Seeing that his son was focusing on government affairs, Zhu Gaochi said, "Recently, reporters from all over the country have been arranged. The places near Yingtian have almost all the disasters settled. The news from reporters from these places is also consistent with The news from the reporters in the newspaper is the same, but these places are all close to Yingtian, and the news from some distant places has not come back yet.”

As he said that, Zhu Gaochi's face was a little worried. After all, he had supervised the country for many years, and Zhu Gaochi naturally understood in his heart that every time there is a catastrophe, it is impossible for someone to take the opportunity to enrich his own pocket.

Even if the supervisory censor is arranged every time, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. The place close to Yingtian is fine, but the place far away from Yingtian is completely far away from the emperor.

"These things are unavoidable. Now that the reporters have arranged to go out, these moths will be caught sooner or later."

Zhu Zhanji replied, and then continued to read the newspaper.

He is not interested in these things. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. No matter what dynasty or generation, no matter how wise the emperor is, it is impossible to avoid these things.

The only thing Zhu Zhanji can do is to find one case and severely punish another case.

"You really trust those reporters!"

Seeing his son like this, Zhu Gaochi shook his head, a little helpless.

The reporter's matter has not yet seen results, but his son is very confident.

But Zhu Gaochi was a little hesitant. In fact, there were not a few censors arranged by the court. Although the effect was good, some people found a way to deal with it after a long time.

In his opinion, the matter of this reporter is roughly the same. He only hopes that more people can be arrested this time, so as to frighten the officials of the imperial court.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gaochi didn't continue this topic, but changed his words: "Recently, newspapers are selling faster and faster. Sometimes the newsboys you arranged have just walked out of the newspaper office with dozens of newspapers, and they will After being blocked at the entrance of the newspaper office, many people couldn't buy the newspaper, so they went directly to the newspaper office, and the newspaper office printed a copy, and these people rushed to buy a copy immediately. There is a long queue in front of the newspaper office, waiting to buy. Now the newsboys in the newspaper office don’t have to run so far. They just need to take the newspaper out of the newspaper office and it will be sold out immediately. Everyone’s nose is not their eyes. , This earning speed is not worse than that of the adults in the family, and the people below have responded to me several times, and my idea is to increase the scale of the newspaper."

When Zhu Gaochi talked about those newsboys, he couldn't laugh or cry.

After all, this way of making money is too easy, you can make money just by going out with a newspaper.

And these children can get dozens of copies at a time, so every time they come to the door of the newspaper office, they will cost dozens of pennies.

Compared with some adults, this money-making speed is not slow at all, even faster.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and said: "The scale of the newspaper office should be increased, but don't worry about those newspaper boys. These children are all from poor backgrounds. They earn some money by their own labor, even if they earn Take it easy, and that's what it should be."

"Besides, there are only so many newspapers for a day. There are so many children, and they don't get a lot of money."

After all, Yingtian City is the cultural center of Ming Dynasty, and there are not too many scholars and court officials who can read and write here.

At the beginning, it was okay to say that the newspaper just appeared, but as the popularity of the newspaper fermented, it was naturally difficult to supply so many literate people with the current scale of the newspaper office.

Naturally, Zhu Zhanji was not surprised. After a pause, he asked, "Father, do you have any arrangements for the newspaper branch?"

Hearing this, Zhu Gaochi did not answer Zhu Zhanji's words, but took the newspaper in Zhu Zhanji's hand, turned it over to Zhu Zhanji, and then pointed to a small section behind the original poetry section and said: " Look here!"

Zhu Zhanji froze for a moment, then looked along where Zhu Gaochi pointed, and immediately saw this newly added section:
"Since ancient times, those who deal with affairs have never been able to get along with a sage and gentleman? He has acquired a sage, and he has never been out of the lane. How lucky to meet him? Today, the Daming Daily has just been established. When it is urgent to seek sages, it will be established in the place of Daming. Every branch of a daily newspaper needs four or five editors, and there is no need to worry about it. The second and third sons are my assistants who are bright and humble.

—— Zhu Gaochi, Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty"

"Dad, did you write this?"

Zhu Zhanji was stunned when he saw this ancient version of the recruitment advertisement.

He didn't expect that, even without saying anything, his stupid father had thought of this method in advance.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji was stunned, Zhu Gaochi raised his chin, and said proudly: "Isn't it because you ran that so-called advertisement in the entertainment newspaper a few days ago, and the effect was good, and several businessmen saw the benefits of it Found the newspaper,"

"I just need some people here to be in charge of these branches. Although many people have left from the Prince's Mansion before, if you want to assign corresponding people to the branches in the two capitals and thirteen provinces of Ming Dynasty, naturally you can't favor one over the other. It is necessary to properly absorb some other talents.”

"High, it is high!"

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help giving a thumbs up when he heard Zhu Gaochi's words.

In this way, even if another person sees his advertisement in the newspaper, he may not necessarily be able to think of recruiting talents in the same way.

"You child...hehe..."

Seeing Zhu Zhanji giving a thumbs up, Zhu Gaochi also smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly shook slightly and stopped.

"arrive!"

Seeing this, Zhu Gaochi said with a smile on his face.

"This is the prince's mansion?"

Zhu Zhanji looked puzzled, feeling that the time seems to be a little fast, and when he was about to ask something, he heard a respectful voice:
"Prince, Jiming Temple is here!"

"Jiming Temple?"

Zhu Zhanji was taken aback for a moment, and saw that Zhu Gaochi had already got out of the car first.

The carriage stopped in front of a very spacious temple, and Zhu Gaochi pushed aside the support of several attendants, and walked inside first.

Seeing that his son didn't keep up, he turned around and said, "Why don't you come in?"

"Hey, here we come!"

Only when Zhu Zhanji saw this temple did he know why his stupid father waited for him.

It can be said that there are not many people in Yingtian who can let their stupid father come to the door in person.

And in the temple, there is only this one from Jiming Temple.

"Old monk!"

Zhu Zhanji followed his silly father into the temple, and immediately shouted directly.

"No big or small!"

Zhu Gaochi yelled when he saw his son coming in, and immediately cursed softly.

"This temple is so big, I don't want to shout, you may have to wait to find out how long it will take!"

Zhu Zhanji replied indifferently, and then immediately shouted again:
"Old monk!"

After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, he saw the wooden door of a meditation room not far away being pulled open from the inside. The next moment, an old monk in black monk robe walked out of the meditation room with a smile on his face. out.

This old monk is not young, he looks about 70 to [-] years old.

Glancing at Zhu Gaochi, he made a slight Buddhist salute and said, "The poor monk has seen His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Hehe, the young master is free!"

Zhu Gaochi smiled and immediately stopped the monk in black.

"Old monk, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are young again!"

Zhu Zhanji said with a smile when he saw the two greet each other.

The black-clothed monk in front of him was none other than Yao Guangxiao, a legendary figure who forged an indissoluble bond with his grandfather with a white hat, known as the black-clothed prime minister.

At the same time, he was also the young teacher of the prince, Zuo Shanshi, the monk record secretary, and also the teacher Zhu Di arranged for Zhu Zhanji when he was a child.

Hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Yao Guangxiao showed a slight smile on his face and said: "Your grandfather should be happier when he heard your words. After he comes back, you can talk to him more, maybe he will give you more You have some rewards, unfortunately, the old monk has only left this temple here, and now there is nothing I can give you!"

"That can't be done, old monk, you are the richest monk in Ming Dynasty, if you show a little between your teeth, it will cost me a long time!"

Zhu Zhanji said with a smile.

"You child, how did you talk to your master?"

Seeing his son joking with Yao Guangxiao like this, Zhu Gaochi felt a little helpless on his face, and couldn't help pulling Zhu Zhanji, trying to stop him.

Seeing this, Yao Guangxiao shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay."

After speaking, Yao Guangxiao led the two of them into a Zen room, prepared a cup of tea for the two of them, and then looked at Zhu Gaochi and said, "I don't know why the prince came to find the poor monk this time?"

Zhu Gaochi took a sip of tea and said with a smile on his face when he heard the words: "It's not this kid, this kid recently made a thing called cement, which is said to be able to condense sand into stone, and even built a road outside Yifeng Gate , directly to the riverside."

"cement?"

Yao Guangxiao was slightly taken aback when he heard this, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Not only cement, but also glass, which is transparent and crystal-like. It can be made into a greenhouse, which can grow vegetables in winter like a firehouse. But what I care about most is this cement. If this thing can really condense If sand is turned into stone, if you build a road with this thing, the road must be polished like a natural boulder, and it can be unimpeded no matter it is raining or sunny.”

Zhu Gaochi explained the effect of cement, and then asked: "The young master is pedantic about heaven and man, so I would like to ask the young master, whether it is possible to use this cement to build a cement road that is in harmony with the sky?"

Yao Guangxiao fell into deep thought when he heard the words, and he couldn't help feeling a little curious when he heard Zhu Gaochi's words.

But he had never seen cement, and it was only Zhu Gaochi's few words, so he couldn't make a judgment for a while.

After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Prince, has the concrete road been built?"

Zhu Gaochi heard the words and said: "It is under construction. It is about four miles from Yifengmen to the riverside wharf. It is said that it only takes five or six days to complete the construction. As long as the cement is set, the whole road will be like a huge boulder. .”

Yao Guangxiao glanced at Zhu Zhanji, who was acting as if nothing had happened, frowned, and then said: "The poor monk has never heard of that cement, and he can't make a conclusion without authorization. The prince might as well come back in a few days, and wait for the poor monk to understand the cement. Let’s talk about cement after we understand it!”

Yao Guangxiao is not a madman, and it is difficult for him to make any comments based on Zhu Gaochi's words.

Zhu Gaochi also nodded when he heard the words. In fact, he didn't plan to ask the answer immediately this time, he just came to inform.

Seeing that Yao Guangxiao agreed, he said, "Then I will come to ask the young master in a few days!"

Yao Guangxiao nodded, Zhu Gaochi got up and left immediately upon seeing this.

Zhu Zhanji didn't react from the words that the two quickly ended, so he saw Yao Guangxiao looked over with a smile and asked, "Aren't you going back? Or is it that you have decided to follow the old monk to convert to Buddhism in the future? Be a little novice novice next to the monk?"

Zhu Zhanji: "..."

Rolling his eyes, Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "You have the ability to tell my grandfather what the old monk said, and see if he will demolish your temple?"

Yao Guangxiao didn't take it seriously, so he smiled and said, "Then why are you still here? I really wish your grandfather would demolish the old monk's temple?"

Zhu Zhanji said: "It's okay, my grandfather demolished it and I will build you a bigger one at that time. I will use that cement to build it for you. It will be tall and big."

Yao Guangxiao: "..."

Seeing that Yao Guangxiao was speechless, Zhu Zhanji smiled and said:
"Then I'm leaving, old monk, next time I have a drink with you when I'm free!"

Yao Guangxiao: "Let's go, the old monk is going to recite sutras!"

While talking, Yao Guangxiao closed his eyes, and slowly began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

Zhu Zhanji: "..."

So what am I here for?

Looking at Yao Guangxiao who obviously didn't intend to speak again, Zhu Zhanji was a little speechless.

After thinking about it, I was about to go out, but just after taking two steps, I suddenly thought of something, turned around and said:

"By the way, old monk, I heard that you know how to read a picture. Back then, it was you who told me to give him a white hat to stimulate him after reading a picture. Is this true?"

Yao Guangxiao paused slightly when he heard Zhu Zhanji's words, then opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Zhanji with a smile: "What? Is this apprentice going to ask the old monk to show someone?"

"I have this idea!"

Zhu Zhanji smiled, and then said: "But I have to ask clearly first, otherwise you will tell me nonsense, should I believe it or not?"

Yao Guangxiao did not answer Zhu Zhanji's words, but asked in the same way: "Then do you believe it or not?"

Zhu Zhanji: "..."

Are you trying to play tongue twisters for me?
Cursing his lips, Zhu Zhanji smiled without thinking: "I didn't believe it at first, but after hearing what you said, I believed it a little more, but my cognition told me not to believe it. Do you think I believe it or not?" Don't you believe me?"

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji didn't answer, Yao Guangxiao's brows twitched unconsciously, the smile on his face froze for a moment, and then he said: "It seems that I have improved my understanding of Zen mechanics recently. The realm is not far away!"

After a pause, Yao Guangxiao continued: "However, individuals have their own fate. The old monk is just a means to look at the face, and what he looks at is just the appearance. Others are only seeking peace of mind, so why bother to insist on it being true?" Is it true, or is it fake? You need to know that when the fake is true, it is also false, and when the real is fake, it is also true!"

Zhu Zhanji blinked: "So... old monk, guess if I believe it or not?"

Yao Guangxiao: "..."

"Believe it, believe it, don't believe it, let it go!"

Glancing at Zhu Zhanji, Yao Guangxiao closed his eyes silently, and then added:

"But the old monk looks at your face today. If you don't leave, the carriage outside the door will leave. You may have to stay in the temple and chant scriptures with the old monk today!"

shit...

Hearing Yao Guangxiao's words, Zhu Zhanji, who originally wanted to have a rough fight with Yao Guangxiao, suddenly jumped up, turned around and ran outside immediately.

If Yao Guangxiao hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten that when he and his silly father came, they were riding in the same carriage.

If I went out late and my silly father left, I might really have to spend the night here.

But while running, Zhu Zhanji did not forget to add: "Old monk, I will bring two people to show you in two days. You can show them their faces and see how they look?"

When Zhu Zhanji's figure disappeared in the meditation room, Yao Guangxiao opened his eyes slightly, looked at the direction Zhu Zhanji left, then smiled and said to himself, shaking his head slightly:

"So the old monk said, will you believe it?"

(End of this chapter)