The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 84 Queen Yi’an Zhang is here

After listening to Lao Liu's words, none of the more than 100 official craftsmen and family members present dared to believe it.

The social status of craftsmen in ancient times was extremely low, but by the end of the Ming Dynasty, these official craftsmen were the most looked down upon among craftsmen. (poor, no personal freedom)

They only dare to think about the delicacies of white rice, roasted pork knuckles with peanuts, stuffed fish head and tofu...

How could you be willing to give such good food to them?

They thought it must have been eaten by the owner himself, or at most someone like Lao Liu who was in charge.

Well, maybe there are also those "Xincheng people who are afraid that others will think they have no money."

A middle-aged man with burn marks on his face and half of his hair and beard swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "Liu... Manager Liu, you may have made a mistake. We have just had rice porridge."

Old Liu had an impression of this "ugly" looking man. He was the only one among the official craftsmen who came here to grind gunpowder. His surname was Yuan, and his surname was Yuan Dafa or Yuan Dahu...

Anyway, it's a very festive name, but Lao Liu doesn't remember it very clearly.

When he heard him calling "Manager Liu", Old Liu's heart trembled and he quickly looked to the side... Fortunately, Lan Gouzi didn't hear it, and the fat lady hadn't come over yet.

Old Liu Da breathed a sigh of relief: If this was heard by others and spread to the ears of Manager Zhao, it would be terrible!
Old Liu gave him a stern look and lectured: "Don't shout random job titles!"

The ugly man knew he had said the wrong thing, and his face was full of fear.

Lao Liu ignored him and just said to everyone: "How can we let you eat porridge when you come to our new city? That bowl of porridge was specially ordered by the boss to cook it for you. After drinking the porridge, there will still be some at noon. There’s food to eat, and…”

Old Liu drawled his voice and said word by word: "Every meal is such a good meal!"

Lao Liu's words were so certain that now, except for a few old and sophisticated people who still doubted his belief, most people were already overjoyed.

"This, my boss is treating us so kindly... Could it be that my boss is a man from heaven who came to earth specifically to save poor people like us?"

The ugly man held his son and his mother-in-law tightly, with tears in his eyes and trembling lips.

"Oh, these poor guys are lucky enough to have arrived in our new city."

Old Liu looked at their extremely happy faces, but felt very uncomfortable in his heart... He didn't know what was going on?

……

Fang Yu sat at the desk with a fine charcoal pen in his hand. He had written on a dozen pieces of paper in front of him, and the papers were numbered under the right corner.

He has been busy writing "first grade" textbooks these days.

Teacher Pan was particularly concerned about this matter, and she also took over the writing work of "Chinese", "Arithmetic", and "History".

What Fang Yu is currently writing is an "Introduction to the Study of Wu".

This is just a comprehensive interest textbook, almost a collection of various popular science stories.

For example, Li Lei and Han Meimei were childhood sweethearts. Once they lost their way while taking a boat, and the boat drifted aimlessly.

After passing through several unfamiliar continents and oceans, and meeting countless black, white, and brown people, they found that their ship had drifted back to its original point.

For example, a man named Niu Er in Hejian Prefecture was hit in the face by a bird droppings while sleeping outside one day.

But he wasn't angry. Instead, he started thinking: Why did the bird poop fall down on my face instead of falling up onto the white clouds?
After reading the two volumes of "Introduction to Investigating Things", it will become small subjects such as natural science, physics, chemistry, geography, and biology.

Of course, the children in Laishui County No. [-] Experimental Primary School cannot use these elementary subjects yet.

This is all prepared for the enlightened scholars of the Ming Dynasty.

Fang Yu was busy writing here, but people came in one after another to talk about things.

First, Lao Liu came. He said that the shacks that were washed away by rice in the North District have been repaired, and the official craftsmen have settled down one by one in their shacks.

The official craftsmen Lao Liu mentioned were not only the first batch, but also the second batch of more than 200 people from several counties such as Gucheng, Ansu, and Rongcheng.

Before the shack was built, they worked during the day and spread out a straw mat to sleep in the open at night. (Children and women have sheds)

Even so, each of them is grateful to their employer.

Every morning before the bell rings, they are already up and working.They will be busy until night, and they will never go back to rest until it is completely dark.

In just three or four days, the carpenters built 23 waterwheels, and the blacksmiths produced more than 400 blank gun barrels.

Then Yan Xiucai came again.

He said that Sun Chuanting's people had built a large warehouse by the Juma River, and the handover of the second batch of [-] stone meters had been completed.

Now the young people in Laishui County are rolling rice to Yizhou.

Then came Old Man Zhao again...

Fang Yu was adapting the story of Galileo throwing an iron ball here, but he was interrupted three times in a row.

I finally regained my train of thought and was about to start writing when my sophomore year of high school came in again.

"what's up?"

Fang Yu reluctantly threw down the charcoal pen in his hand: It seems that I won't be able to finish this article today.

The second-year high school student also saw that Fang Yu's face was not good-looking. He cleverly hid two or three meters away and said at the door: "Many officers and soldiers came outside, and a woman also came. She said she was Queen Zhang..."

Fang Yu was stunned when he heard this. Did Chongzhen send his wife here?

No, the current queen's surname is Zhou... This is Emperor Tianqi's widow, Emperor Chongzhen's sister-in-law, Queen Yi'an Zhang is here!
Fang Yu had long thought that Emperor Chongzhen would not completely trust Sun Chuanting and would definitely send his own people over.

However, he thought that the person sent by Chongzhen would be a noble person, or the eunuch Wang Chengen, but he never expected that he would send Queen Yi'an Zhang.

Based on the ancient royal system, this is obviously unreasonable.

Moreover, Emperor Chongzhen was an old-fashioned man. How could he do such an operation?

Honey trap?No, Queen Zhang is not a girl in her teens or 20s.

Besides, Emperor Chongzhen would never do such a shameless operation as "giving his sister-in-law a gift" because of his staunchness.

In short, something is very strange here.

If the second year of high school hadn't said that there were a large number of escorting officers and soldiers, as well as the county magistrate Min Wenggong, Fang Yuzhen would have thought that this woman was a fake.

No matter how doubtful he was, Fang Yu walked out of the room and went to the city gate to greet her in person.

If Sun Chuanting came here on behalf of the Ming Dynasty court, then Queen Yi'an Zhang represented Emperor Chongzhen himself.

Can you not give me this little face?

After Fang Yu arrived at the city gate, he saw a large sedan with a gauze curtain sitting there quietly.

There were only six people beside the sedan. One was the magistrate of Laishui County, Min Wenggong, a white-faced old eunuch holding a whisk in his hand, and four maids with their heads lowered.

There seemed to be more than a thousand soldiers and royal honor guards at the back, but they were all far away, almost retreating to the other side of the moat.

A big shot leaves the guard behind, and then quietly waits at the city gate... Why is this routine so familiar?
No need to think about it, it must have been Sun Chuanting who taught her!

"Min Wen Gong has met Young Master Fang."

Seeing Fang Yu come out, Min Wen Gong immediately stepped forward, raised his hands and shouted.

He raised the volume, of course, to alert the people inside the bridge.

Sure enough, in less than five seconds, the curtain was opened.

Then there appeared a face that was no longer young, but... still charming.

How do history books record Zhang Yan’s appearance?

"...The face is like Guanyin, the eyes are like autumn waves, the color is like morning glow reflecting the snow; the hair is like spring clouds, the eyes are like autumn water...the white teeth are fine and clean, the neck is white and long, the shoulders are round and upright, and the walking steps are like light clouds traveling far away. Xiu, the sound he makes is like a white stone crossing a quiet spring."

Isn’t it true that all the best compliments for women in the world have been heaped on her?

(End of this chapter)