In ancient times, there were no entertainment activities, so it was just a matter of energy saving and fun during the New Year. The only thing that the people in the capital could participate in were martial arts performances from various countries.
The martial arts performance is held on the general stage in the western suburbs. On the eve of the martial arts performance day, the Ministry of Industry will build a temporary stage. The monarchs and ministers will go there, and the people can also go, and it is free.
Therefore, when the New Year is approaching, the people look forward to it, hoping that the good men of the Dachang Dynasty will kill the warriors from all over the world.
The palace also issued a decree, and the matter was handled by the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple. As for the Dachang Dynasty's participating delegation, General Yunhui Tan Zhongping was in charge, and some of the Eighth Battalion troops and some palace guards were mobilized, totaling 300 people.
On behalf of Chang Chao, he discussed and discussed with diplomatic missions from various countries.
However, Chu Qing didn't pay attention to this kind of thing at all. He was now focused on collecting dirty information about Honglu Temple.
There are a total of sixty-one officials in Honglu Temple. Sixty of them are from aristocratic families. The remaining one is fifty-nine this year and will be promoted to the eighth rank. He is planning to retire at the end of the year and can no longer work. If he wants to be promoted to the eighth rank, he has to
Let’s borrow another five hundred years from heaven.
Chu Qing, the commander of the Qianqi Camp, waved his hand, and the professional scouts spent half a month collecting countless dirty materials.
This Honglu Temple is not so much a court office as a small imperial court with its own system, specially created for the aristocratic families in the capital. However, all the children of the side branches who are not specially trained in the family will not be in Honglu Temple if they are not there.
I'm on errands and I'm too embarrassed to go out.
"Nepotism, internal selection of candidates for promotion, not leaving the official staff, and treating foreign missions as their fathers, preferring to abandon outsiders and thieves rather than to the common people..."
Chu Qing casually picked up the secret letter, raised his head and glanced at Fu San, and it was extremely funny: "I was originally thinking about whether I could find some black material to impeach Honglu Temple, but in the end... this is just a casual impeachment."
"Rampant." Fu San said cheerfully, "Master, you have to deal with them."
"There's no rush."
Chu Qing knocked on the table and calculated in his mind what he was going to do.
Cleaning up Honglu Temple is not too important. Building roads, building workshops, and expanding Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs are the top priorities. You must also take the time to visit the palace and deepen your relationship with the Supreme Emperor. This thigh must be firmly held.
Thinking of the Supreme Emperor, Chu Qing asked: "Oh, by the way, Tanma took the token and went to Hucheng to buy small animals. He should be in the East China Sea now."
"The date should be here, but I don't know if it can be done."
"Where's Cao Hu? Why haven't you looked at him these past few days?"
"Go to work."
"Go to work?"
Fu Sanle said: "Brother Cao Hu heard that Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs was recruiting workers to build roads, and they could make a lot of money a day, so they went to work."
Chu Qing stood up with a look of helplessness on his face: "Let's go, go for a spin and see the progress."
Chu Qing has this kind of temperament. If he can think of something, he can let others do it. He can do it in the sky or on the ground, and he can act as a shopkeeper. Whenever he thinks of it, he will leave it to Changxian to buy land and build roads.
I never asked again after that.
After leaving the government office and getting on the carriage, Chu Qing always felt that he had forgotten something, something particularly important. It was obviously very important, but he couldn't remember it.
Arriving at the greenhouse in the southern suburbs, Chu Qing got out of the carriage and saw a crowd of people waving various tools. On the flat road, on a small slope, two figures kept waving their arms and shouting loudly. It was Tao Ruolin and Changxian.
Chu Qing slapped his forehead and finally remembered what he had forgotten.
Go to Tao’s house to propose marriage!
Fu San asked in confusion: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh, I work for the country and the people all day long, and my mind is filled with national affairs. I have no time to spare. Even my lower body... my happiness in the second half of my life is almost delayed."
Fu San said nothing.
He roughly calculated that his young master's daily sleep time, including lunch break, was more than five hours.
Taking Fu San with him, Chu Qing walked toward the slope muttering.
Before anyone arrived, I heard Tao Ruolin yelling about where to start digging, where to go straight, and where to connect.
Almost all the land had been bought by Changxian. With the second prince taking the initiative, things were easy to handle and the price was very low. Many of the land didn't even cost much.
You must know that most of the land in the suburbs is in the hands of courtiers and aristocratic families. On the one hand, the second prince has a lot of face, but on the other hand, these lands are useless. They are too close to the capital, too close to the official roads, and the soil quality is not good.
Just sell it for the money, Quan should give Changxian some face.
Regarding road construction, Changxian definitely didn't understand, but he knew that there was one person who definitely understood, and that was Tao Ruolin. When she ran to Tao's Village, she called out "Master" sweetly, and she was already free every day.
Tao Ruolin, who was sore with pain, came out of the mountain, took the farmers to the southern suburbs, and became the commander-in-chief of the project.
Building roads is actually quite technical.
The roads in ancient times were not the cement roads or asphalt roads of today, but dirt roads. Once it rained, they would be muddy. In dry weather, the road conditions were also bad, with dust flying in the air, and grass was always easy to grow.
The official road is definitely the one with the best road condition, but it also has the largest investment of money and manpower.
The construction method of the official road is very particular. It uses sand instead of loess. Sand itself does not contain moisture, so weeds will basically not grow. Loess is different. The moisture content is higher than that of sand. It does not take long after it is laid.
It becomes green easily.
In addition, the sand and soil used to pave the official road were stir-fried. Large iron pots were set up on both sides of the road, then the fire was turned on, and the soil used for road construction was put into the large iron pot and stir-fried continuously.
, after frying and drying, salt and alkali are added to it, and finally the soil is spread on the road for compaction.
Because the official road involves marching, war, rescue and disaster relief, etc., the requirements are very high. During the construction, the loose soil mounds will be repeatedly compacted until the hardness is comparable to that of stone, which is considered to have reached the standard.
In the land of Zhongzhou, the capital and the north of the capital, the official roads are also best maintained. The soil contains less water, and the air is relatively dry. The rainfall is not very large, and the corrosion and invasion of the soil are also very small. If it is wet,
To the south of the Yangtze River, the road condition of the official road is very poor.
Tao Ruolin turned around and saw Chu Qing coming, and smiled sweetly. Bihua also smiled, but instead of looking at Chu Qing, she saw Fu San.
"You're here." Tao Ruolin stepped forward and grabbed Chu Qing's sleeve. With one finger, the people formed several long queues and said proudly: "More than 1,700 people are helping us build roads."
"Help?" Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't you need to pay me?"
"You are so stingy, how can you not give it? Not only will it be given, but it will also be given 30% more than the working hours in Jingzhong."
Chu Qing shrugged, not paying much attention at all.
Money lies in circulation, and only circulation can create wealth. It is better to spend it on the people than to let a group of bastards from aristocratic families earn away it.
"What is that?" Chu Qing said with a slight embarrassment: "I will go back to my house tonight and tell my father that I can go to your house to propose marriage. You can decide which day is suitable."
"You can go when you have free time. If you are too busy to go, you can just come directly to the village in a few days to pick up someone to marry me. It is best to come after noon so as not to disturb my sleep." Tao Ruolin said with a nonchalant look.
After finishing, he shouted in the distance: "Uncle Wu, it's crooked, oh, it's crooked, it's crooked."