Chapter 89: The Confident Minister (Part 1)

The wind and rain outside the window are dark.

In the meeting hall of the Huaiyang General Administration Office, there was a warm and bright day as in the middle of the spring in March. The color was close to transparent flat glass, which was unceremoniously isolated from the pouring rain. The oil lamps placed on the corridors radiated circles of warmth and light to the surroundings through the glass cover.

The lamp body is made of pure glass, crystal clear. You can clearly see how much lamp oil there is inside from a distance. The lamp mouth is made of high-quality white copper, which is convenient for wiping after use and meets the heat resistance requirements. The one used to adjust the length of the pure cotton lamp is a pure copper rotor with a layer of gold on the surface, which is dazzling by the flames in the oil lamp.

Such an ice-green glass lamp can be worth at least three years of food for ordinary people when they are on the market. However, six are held above each pillar of the conference hall, and there are a total of forty-eight in the entire hall. After igniting at the same time, it is like lotus blooming in the sky.

"I have not achieved great achievements yet, so I am so luxurious, not much worse than Xu Shouhui." His eyes were so stimulated by the too bright lights. Liu Bowen raised his hand and rubbed it a few times, muttering in his heart.

This sentence obviously has something to do with anger, but after careful calculation, it did not wrongly accuse Zhu Chongjiu. Not only did this man make money, he always led Jiao Yu, Huang Laowai and others to create some novel things that could make people lose their fortunes. He himself also likes extravagantness. Almost every time he creates something novel, he will definitely use it first with the Grand General Administration.

For example, water stoves that can keep the house from fireworks but are like spring all year round, such as changing mirrors that can make people's faces appear, such as ice-green glass lamps that emit a faint fishy smell in the conference hall, as well as cement, floor tiles, four-wheeled carriages, self-ringing bells, etc. If converted according to the market value, I am afraid that this small Huaiyang General Administration will cost more than Xu Shouhui's Ziyuntai.

There is also the rotatable seat under him and the hollow ink-drawing pen in his hand, the chair cushion wrapped in steel springs and the book case embedded with Bingcui. Even the bottles containing ink are cast by Bingcui, for fear that others would not know that he was a nouveau riche.

The more he looked, Liu Bowen felt that the things around Zhu Chongjiu became more eye-catching, and he became more out of place with the surrounding environment. However, his colleagues seemed to deliberately make things difficult for him. They all happily gave Zhu Chongjiu a plan to kill him, without any shame.

After these ideas were put forward, some were rejected by others on the spot, while others were registered by the staff members to refer to the implementation. However, those who were rejected often had a hint of compassion. Those who were registered by others sounded extremely vicious and suffered endless disasters.

The more Liu Bowen listened, the more he became more irritated. The more he listened, the more dazzling the light in front of him became. After enduring it, he finally couldn't help but push the table in front of him and stood up: "Lord, I am sick and cannot bear the smell of lamp oil. Please Rong Weichen first."

"How could the lamp oil smell? This is the best Kun oil." The civil and military officials were talking lively, and were suddenly interrupted by Liu Ji. They were surprised and they all twitched their noses and muttered in a low voice.

Apart from the very light smell of grilled fish, there is no unpleasant place in the conference hall. Compared with the traditional vegetable oil lamp and butter large wax, the bright and faint smell of whale oil lamp is definitely a kind of enjoyment. Only those who are resentful will be in a blessing without knowing it.

Immediately, many people turned their eyes to Liu Bowen, frowned slightly, and some people gently raised their mouths, with disdain on their faces. Some people even frowned and were eager to try. They just stood up and impeached Liu Ji when the time came.

Under countless confused and even reproachful eyes, Liu Bowen's face slowly began to turn red, but he forced himself to make up and continue to say loudly: "Wei Chen, I am so upset and vomiting in my heart. Please let me take my leave and come back to apologize to the lord in person another day."

"Enough."

"Liu Chanjun, what do you mean?"

"Liu Chanjun, are you deliberately venting your grievances in your heart?"

There were immediately a voice of questioning sounded around. Chief Secretary Su Mingzhe, Zhang Song, chief of the Interior Department, and officials from the Works Bureau and the Officials Bureau stood up one after another and glared at Liu Bowen.

"Okay, don't be angry, Liu Shenjun's body has always been not very good." Just as everyone was angry, Zhu Chongjiu smiled and waved his hand, and whispered, "To be honest, although whale oil is bright, it tastes a little heavier, and I am not very used to it."

The "lord" who was ready to impeach Liu Bowen lost his target, and they both sat or stood, which was extremely embarrassing.

"It's what time, oh, it's already dinner time." Zhu Chongjiu quickly looked back at the bell that was set in front of the wall, and asked and answered himself, "Well, let's be here today, there are still things that have not been discussed. We will continue tomorrow morning. Eating and eating can't be done in one day, and Yangzhou City can't be built in one day."

This sentence gave everyone present a way. Immediately, officials directly under the jurisdiction of Lu Luzeng, Su Mingzhe and other officials of the General Administration stood up one after another and bowed to their lords. Hu Dahai, Ivanov and other military generals also bowed their fists and turned around and left. While greeting each other, they shouted with unsatisfactory, "It's so satisfying. The way we discussed today is really amazing. I originally thought that killing people with swords and guns was just a matter of killing people. Only then did I realize that some things were much more cruel than killing people."

"Of course, you don't look at who our lord is." Some people habitually return all the credit to Zhu Chongjiu. "Since the attacks of outsiders have lost their elbows, we have never repeated the tricks of dealing with the Tartars. Some guys think they are smart, and compared with our lord, he is not enough to see."

"The army attacked the enemy, and the last general always thought that this was a literati bragging. Now he realized that there was a real trick to defeat the enemy without using weapons."

"A literati, of course, is just a lip service. Our lord is both civil and military. If you don't believe it, you can also make a song about Qinyuanchun. You can compare with our lord. I will listen to him in the future."

The generals never knew how to deliberately lower their voices, but their words were no less than the thunder in the sky in Liu Ji and Liu Bowen's ears.

Those who can create such a huge foundation with a pig-killing knife, those who can fight side by side with their brothers and never retreat, those who can put down their knife and write lyrics, and write "The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to fight for". If he is not worthy of his own follow, which hero in the world is worthy of his own pursuit.

However, he was nepotism, stubborn and self-righteous, and was rude to sages and officials but valued merchants and civilians. He always spoke frankly and did not get any results.

"Crack." A lightning flashed down in the air, illuminating Liu Ji's pale face.

The heavy rain was pouring on the top of the person's head by the autumn wind. Even though it was covered by the eaves, it quickly poured through half of the person's body.

The military generals had personal soldiers around them and quickly supported the umbrellas. The civil servants also had guards or subordinates around them. They thoughtfully handed over the straw raincoats, leaving only Liu Ji. He did not bring an umbrella or a follower to serve outside the meeting hall. He was splashed by the rain and took several steps backwards, standing alone under the eaves, in a single figure.

"Bowen, please stay for the time being." A familiar voice came from behind, causing Liu Ji's heart to twitch. Turning back, he saw Zhu Chongji's slightly rough face.

"It's raining outside, I'll ask Hong San to prepare a carriage to give you." Zhu Chongjiu smiled and speeded up, walking side by side with Liu Bowen. The oil-paper umbrella in his right hand naturally hit the top of the two of them.

Liu Bowen immediately became at a loss, hid outside the eaves for two steps, waved his hand in panic, "Lord, I killed you, I am really killed you, what's the virtue of the empress? How can you do that? I dare to help you."

The rain was heavy, and it almost instantly made him soaked in a stool. Fortunately, Zhu Chongjiu's reaction was fast enough and he chased him with a quick glance, smiling and scolding, "Don't talk nonsense, isn't it just a matter of raising his hands? Besides, Bowen is still sick today."

As he spoke, he raised his head and quickly swept his arm, "Haha, I dare not say anything else. It is definitely a matter of umbrella holding. It is really not possible not to raise my hand."

"Haha" Liu Bowen raised his hand to wipe the rain on his face and responded with a sarcastic response, but soon, his smile dimmed, and his thin face was filled with lonely colors again. "I am a little talented and knowledgeable. The lord treats me like this, so I am awkward and uneasy to sleep and eat."

The gift of a national scholar. If you hold an umbrella with your own hands and give it to you, it is not considered a gift of a national scholar. Liu Bowen really can't imagine how much a lord can do for his subjects. However, the more sincere Zhu Chongjiu is to him, the more he wants to escape from a distance immediately, because he believes that Zhu Chongjiu is walking in a dead end, but as a minister, he can only watch his lord walk on the cliff, but is unable to make any obstacles.

"The oil lamp contains whale oil." Zhu Chongjiu deliberately did not look at his face, and tilted the oil paper umbrella to block the wind and rain, and continued to talk with a smile. "Whale is the giant Kun that is often mentioned in books. A long time ago, the Europa mentioned by Ivanov used whale oil as lamp oil lighting. The light is brighter than the vegetable oil lamp, and the smoke is smaller than the vegetable oil lamp. It just so happened that our Huaiyang was about to intervene in the sea trade, so I sent a boat to catch some whales in the offshore to practice. On the one hand, the people on the boat can adapt to the wind and waves as soon as possible. Secondly, this giant has a lot of oil and thick oil. As long as you can catch one, you will have enough money to make money and grain supply at all. I don't have to worry about the fleet's money and grain supply."

"The lord is a genius and is well-versed in whaling and oil refining." Liu Bowen praised in a low voice, a little insincere.

"I don't know much, I just heard others say that lighting lamps is better than vegetable oil." Zhu Chongjiu raised his umbrella and moved forward slowly, his eyes beating with pride and confidence. "As long as it works, I want to try it, instead of sticking to the rules. After all, the rules were set by the ancients, and when the ancients set the rules, they might not know what they look like today."

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