Daqin: A buff of incredible comprehension

Speaking of gold coins, Zhao Chong continued, "Ming Chen is planning to produce gold coins and print your majesty's portrait on them. However, the issue of gold management has not yet been resolved. He is expected to go to the palace to request permission in a few days."

The First Emperor turned his head away. "Have you never heard of the fact that ** has caused public dissatisfaction?"

"Yes," Zhao Ying responded, "Chen Ling's seizure of the Yunlaifang women's indentures has caused a lot of resentment, and even artists in some places are trying to avoid him."

Although these things are not glorious, they are nothing in the overall national policy. In the past, ** made many important contributions to the country and the people. Today, his influence on the country is irreversible.

Zhang Cheng, the craftsman, beamed with joy and said happily, "How can we say it's successful when we haven't even tried it yet?"

"Install the fixing frame and push the wood over." Zhang Cheng ordered.

Sun Tao did not relax his vigilance. He used his hands and feet to adjust the position of the roller above and pressed the wood tightly into the predetermined groove.

"Zhou Qiang, push with me." He winked at the other party. The two men turned the rollers in sync, and the wood moved rapidly along the slide.

Hiss, hiss.

As the saw blade cut into the wood, it easily cut through it with a "click", and fine wood chips fell like snowflakes.

"Brother, it really worked!" Everyone exclaimed excitedly. "Using the water flow to drive the saw really saves a lot of energy."

"We're going to build a big ship by the end of the year, so we can catch up."

Hearing the praise from his fellow apprentices, Sun Tao smiled with satisfaction, raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but inadvertently saw Li Hua and his wife standing not far away.

His gaze lingered for a moment, then quickly turned away, secretly telling himself not to let his thoughts wander.

"My dear, the craftsmanship of the Zhang family's workers is amazing!" Mrs. Li said to her husband with a smile.

"Why don't we let our children become apprentices of the Zhang family and learn a craft? No matter how the world changes, having a skill will always provide a stable living." Li Hua's wife suggested.

"That's not good," Li Hua shook his head. "A real man should have greater ambitions."

"I can reach for the stars and the moon, and travel the world; what's the point of dealing with axes and planes all day long?" he retorted.

Mrs. Li glanced at the craftsmen not far away and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that no one noticed.

At this moment, a deep voice sounded: "Everyone in the world should learn from Mr. Li. Seeking immortal arts is the right path..." Mr. Zhao walked slowly and said sarcastically, and then said something about giving up responsibility and pursuing nothingness.

Li Hua's face suddenly changed: "Commander Chen, please don't mind. I absolutely have no intention of looking down on anyone." He stammered to explain.

"I understand," Commander Chen responded. "It's okay if you have a bias."

Then he pointed at Sun Tao and others who were working, and continued, "But they are different." "You are born in a humble family, and you are very lucky to have the skills to support yourself and your family. As for your desire to seek the way of immortals, you can go to find the immortals after the big ship is built, but your ambition is here, there is no point in staying reluctantly."

Li Hua heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this: "Thank you, Commander Chen, for your understanding."

"Husband..." Mrs. Li called anxiously.

The team of craftsmen finished their work and came over to pay their respects.

"Your craftsmanship is impeccable," Commander Chen praised, pointing at the equipment. "Your vision becomes reality instantly!"

"Thank you for the compliment, sir. It's just a lucky chance." Sun Tao answered modestly.

Then the atmosphere became lively and interesting - Chen Changguan was discussing whether he should find wives for the craftsmen.

The disciples began to chatter about the various characteristics of the bride.

Not long after, an old housekeeper from the Chen Mansion was pushed in, looking shy and respectful.

After a brief conversation, Zhao Tiezhu mentioned things at home, and Chief Chen jokingly asked if he had any intention of getting married, which resulted in a burst of laughter.

Then, Commander Chen carefully asked each craftsman what they wanted and wrote down their requests. "I hope to get a young and beautiful woman," one craftsman said.

"I hope to marry a good girl who is well-educated and sensible." Yang Bao shyly but firmly expressed his wish, winning everyone's understanding and support.

"I thought it was some big deal."

"Old Lu, you must be reluctant to give up the position of Minister that you just got, right?"

"What did the lady say?" he asked casually.

**Qingqing joked: "Then you really have to collect three salaries by yourself!"

Lu Lao smiled bitterly and said, "I am so embarrassed."

"In that case, why not continue to work hard in your original position?" ** Shaking his head, Lu Lao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly thanked him and left.

Then, ** walked out of the room. Senior Brother Tian and several others came over, having changed into simple cloth clothes.

"Hey, Brother Tian, ​​this outfit has a bit of a simple feel."

Senior Brother Tian replied respectfully, "Master has already said that we will come back to deal with the two large pieces of dragon wood. Please guide us."

** agreed and immediately invited Crown Prince Fusu to go with him.

Halfway through the journey, they met the attendants escorting the prince. They went to a luxurious restaurant and quickly ate some meat dishes.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard on the stairs, and a young disciple stumbled into Senior Brother Tian. Fortunately, the attendants were agile and nothing serious happened.

"What happened just now?"

** stared at the noble young man in brocade robes who had already left. He was about to go upstairs to ask more questions when the prince stopped him.

"Today I will teach Your Highness a lesson. If a pillar of the court is gone, it may be because of unfulfilled interests or because of injustice. This will happen no more than three times. Once you see this, you cannot ignore it."

Fusu nodded and said, "I understand."

After a while, they set out again and headed straight for the inner treasury.

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(The names in the article have been changed, and the plot and character relationships have been appropriately rewritten to ensure that the meaning is preserved.)

The Emperor has been quite dissatisfied with him recently. If he continues to stir up trouble as carefree as before, wouldn't that cause trouble for His Majesty?

"Master, leave this matter to me."

Meng Gang smacked his palm lightly with his vinegar-jar-sized fist and said viciously, "I've been feeling itchy lately and have nowhere to vent."

Han asked the craftsmen to wait downstairs with Fusu, while he took Meng Gang and Han Xin upstairs.

In the spacious and elegant room, the nobles were well-dressed and toasting each other.

Xu Yan, dressed as a man, sipped her wine and furtively observed the descendants of prominent families across from her. The Wei River flows slowly, rushing to the sea and never returning.

Those seated here were all distinguished and dashing nobles, and even the delicacies on the table were dazzling. No wonder Xianyang was said to be the true gathering place of the powerful and wealthy, its grandeur and scale far surpassing even Fanyang County.

"Be careful, sister. Don't get drunk."

Xu Cheng reminded quietly.

"Ah."

Xu Yan is beautiful and charming, and she has a unique charm even when wearing men's clothes. People around her frequently show their affection, openly and covertly showing off their family background.

Suddenly, with a loud "whoosh", the heavy door was knocked open by a powerful force and hit a young man directly. The man fell onto the wine table with his face covered with food.

Meng Gang retracted his foot, his eyes scanning the surroundings like lightning. "I've been guarding the northern border for many years. Has Xianyang City already heard of my reputation?"

The young masters' faces darkened as they stared at him angrily. Finally, someone remembered that this was someone from the Meng Mansion, and their faces suddenly changed drastically.

"cough."

The master stood outside the door himself, looking displeased - how dare you steal the show?

"Master, please." Meng Gang finally came to his senses and made a flattering gesture of invitation.

** Chapter 45: Who would do this? **

"What about the Meng Mansion?"

"Do you really think your family can monopolize Xianyang?"

The roar was filled with endless rage.

The wine glasses and tableware were swept away, leaving the place in a mess.

"Prince Wang!"

Xu Yan took out a handkerchief and hurried forward to wipe Wang Cheng's wound.

"Go away!" He pushed her away angrily.

"Which one of you are from the Meng family? Tell me your name if you have the guts!"

He was wiping his face, his head already burning with anger to the point of losing his mind.

"It turns out to be the younger generation, Wang Cheng."

"Don't you recognize Uncle Meng?"

Meng Gang crossed his arms and looked at him coldly.

Thinking that there was no one to succeed the royal family, Meng Gang would have been a little wary if Wang Li had been the successor. But he was just an ordinary second son.

"Oh it's you."

Meng Gang recalled the scene when the Wang twins once participated in a wedding.

"Uncle!" Wang Cheng recognized him immediately.

"Why are you here?" Wang Cheng asked, touching his face to clean up the soup.

"Don't use your aunt's name to make trouble outside."

"If she finds out what you've done, she'll definitely come after you," he scolded with a stern face.

Wang Cheng blushed. Wang Zhilin had been well-protected by her grandparents and enjoyed considerable fame. But when it came to him, it wasn't so easy. Whenever he got into trouble, he'd be beaten by his grandfather before being questioned.

Lord Meng said, "Just now, my man was pushed in the stairwell. Who did it?"

"Wei'er, if this is really you, don't blame me for being ruthless. I will definitely take you to Wang Yuan."

Wang Lian shook his head and insisted on his innocence: "Uncle, it's definitely not me."

Everyone kept silent, lowered their heads and looked submissive. Only when they heard Wang Cheng's address did they realize that the person coming was the famous boss!

Who doesn’t know how powerful Lord Meng is?

Now facing Uncle Meng, everyone feels uneasy.

Finally, Xu Cheng, with a pale face and sweating profusely, stepped forward.

"It was an oversight on my part," he admitted. "I mistook one of your men for a waiter at the restaurant."

Thus the whole incident came to an end.

"Please forgive me for Mr. Xiao's sake."

Chen Lin's breathing became rapid, his face turned pale, and he spoke in a trembling voice.

** scratched his ears: "What did you say?"

"Whose favor should I consider?"

Xiao Wei was stunned for a moment. He wanted to slap Chen Lin hard a few times, and also wanted to slap himself a few times to vent his anger.

"Uncle, I don't know him well." Xiao Wei turned his head away, trying to distance himself from Chen Lin.

Chen Yan gasped and looked in shock at Young Master Xiao, with whom she was usually so close.

"Oh."

** nodded with satisfaction: "Who else wants me to look up to him?"

Even Xiao Wei began to feel frightened, and the others remained silent.

The Chen brothers and sisters seemed to have lost their souls. They had never expected that the Chang'an nobles who usually greeted them with smiles would stand by and watch with indifference!