For several days in a row, 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 waste time 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 had been coming to the palace to give lectures these days.
Chu Qing was still chiseling stones. Based on the principle of waste utilization, don't take away the remaining soil and gravel in Taowu Palace that can be used. You can do whatever you can with local materials.
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 in the afternoon Tao Yao, the prince's young teacher, would be giving lessons in the palace. The place where the lessons happened to be was Wen Building and the Taowu Hall ruins were not far away.
However, Tao Yao had not said a word in the past few days. Although he was irritated by the noise, the palace was the emperor's home and the emperor did not say a word. It was not easy 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 farmers were having a meal. 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 too embarrassed to 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 that he wanted to tell a story.
Chu Qing didn't have any stories, they were just some dirty jokes, which were said without any intention, and he talked about Journey to the West.
"About the story of Xun Wukong, Bie Longma, Xia Wujing and Tang Changshang's 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 bankers 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 these 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 right away."
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 again.
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 the story? It makes me happy in vain.
I wanted to continue to approve the memorial, but Huang Laosi suddenly asked out of curiosity: "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..."
There was no surprise. Huang Laosi was also fascinated by what he heard. After a long while, he suddenly slapped the table: "What a Tathagata Buddha, he kept 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 very 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, I won'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 just what others say, it’s okay. It’s not just you, our family also wants to hear it. The problem is that they 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 villagers are also disappointed, but Mr. Chu said that after lunch tomorrow, he will talk about the next chapter and say something about stable updates. Tomorrow, I will go again
After all, Huang Laosi was still an emperor who had serious business. 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 Wuzhi 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?"
"Let's write novels. I just write novels when I have nothing to do. 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 heard it and kicked him to death because they thought he was too poor in word count."
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 we 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?"
"He's the kind of beast who gets a two-year suspended sentence and three years' 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."