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Chapter 135 Cutting the King's Meat

Ever since he visited Xia Jing's iron workshop in the north of the city, King Qian has been struggling with one thing for the past few days, and that is whether to move this broken yamen to the north of the city.

He couldn't bear it any longer that day, so he asked Mr. Zhang, "At the beginning, the princess wanted to move the yamen to the north of the city. What do you think about this matter?"

Mr. Zhang reminded: "My lord, don't forget the background of the princess when she said this. At that time, she was forced by several big families and decided to move the yamen to the north of the city, so as to drive the popularity of the north of the city."

King Qian had a look of embarrassment on his face, "It is precisely because of this that this king is entangled, but the relocation of the government office requires another sum of money, which is a burden for Lingnan, which is now waiting for a new one."

"The relocation of the yamen to the north of the city can drive the economy in the north of the city. It can increase taxes for the palace. In the long run, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. Now that the palace has salt fields, the palace can afford this expenditure."

Mr. Zhang was really speechless when he saw the prince's flesh-cutting expression.

King Qian gritted his teeth. As a person in power in one place, the local financial expenditure is really a pain in the head. "This expenditure can be paid by the royal family. What this king is worried about is that all aspects of Lingnan's military and government use money. The royal family's money is not enough at all. All kinds of expenses, I just want to save a little bit."

Mr. Zhang stroked his beard, thought for a while, and said: "If the prince is not willing to take money from the treasury, I have a way to solve it."

"What way? Don't tell me whose house is copied again?"

Mr. Zhang wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this, he really underestimated him, didn't he?

"My lord, after all, ransacking the house is not a long-term solution. I never expect to get rich by ransacking the house."

"Oh." King Qian looked at him in surprise, and asked with a little expectation: "You might as well tell me about your good strategy in detail."

Mr. Zhang coughed lightly, "Hey, well, I also got the inspiration from the princess."

"The princess bought all the wasteland in the north of the city. At that time, I asked her, what is the use of buying so much depreciated land?" Mr. Zhang looked at King Qian, "Guess what the princess said?"

King Qian asked casually, "How do you say?"

"The princess said that when the north of the city becomes prosperous, the land there will fetch sky-high prices."

King Qian was a little confused by his rhythm, "Is there any relationship between the sky-high auction price in the north of the city and the relocation of the government?"

Mr. Zhang said softly: "By analogy, the princess's land can be auctioned, so our land can also be auctioned."

King Qian: "."

Mr. Zhang still didn’t know why when he saw King Qian. This time, he didn’t want to whet people’s appetite anymore. He made a fool of himself, “Since we are going to move the yamen to the north of the city, the original site of the yamen will be abandoned now. Instead of being abandoned, we might as well use waste. Put the government office up for auction, and the one with the highest price will get it."

"I believe the price of a house on Zhengda Street that covers a very large area will not be too low, and the money auctioned may be more than enough for the construction of government offices in the north of the city. At that time, won't the prince need to allocate funds from the treasury?"

"Snapped!"

King Qian patted his forehead with a palm, and suddenly said: "Why didn't this king think of this?"

"Mr. is really well-deserved of his reputation for being strategic. You still have an idea."

Mr. Zhang didn't dare to take the credit, "The lord has given me the honor, and the humble minister is just picking on the wisdom of others."

"No matter whose idea it is, since we have decided to relocate the government office this time, we will then try to auction the old site and communicate with the buyer at that time. The old site of the government office can be transferred, but we will wait until the new office building is completed. move away."

Mr. Zhang complimented: "It's still the prince who is thoughtful, then do as the prince said."

To solve a problem, King Qian was in an unprecedented mood at the moment, he laughed: "Okay, I will leave it to you to arrange the auction, the princess of the north of the city has left a piece of land for the yamen, so use it first, you go Recruit some migrant workers and choose an auspicious day to start work.”

Once the matter is discussed properly, everything will be prepared in full swing.

The ancient talent market in Fucheng is nothing more than a vacant lot in the city.

Every morning in the open space, men will come here one after another looking for work. They stand here for the employer to choose or to recommend themselves to the employer.

But generally speaking, there are fewer workers and more people, and more monks and less food. Some people who have no skills and rely on brute force often wait from morning to afternoon and still can't find work.

This situation has eased in recent days, that is, a large-scale workshop was built in the north of the city, and many people worked there for a period of time, earning some money, and temporarily relieving the family's plight.

So many people in the open space waited for a long time, even so, there was no panic on their faces.

That afternoon, those who stayed here thought that today was just another day of waiting for nothing to gain, but they didn't expect a steward wearing brocade robes to come in the middle of the afternoon.

He stood in the middle of the open space and announced that the new yamen in the north of the city needed workers, but any masons, carpenters, and strong men who could be vacant could sign up.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Chengbei recruited people to build a workshop some time ago, what does it mean to have a new yamen here?
Could it be that the government office is going to be relocated to the north of the city, why is the barren and messy north of the city so favored by King Qian?
Such a deserted place can be favored by the nobles of Tianhuang. Is it good Fengshui or good Fengshui?

As soon as the news got out, even merchants with a keen sense of smell seemed to smell the smell of copper coins. After the construction of the new government office started, they quickly ran to the Yamen to find the owner Bo to buy the wasteland in the north of the city.

Master Bo shook his head when he heard the purpose of these people coming here, "The wasteland in the north of the city has been bought long ago, you are late."

The merchants were shocked, "Who will be the first to us? Since we have bought all the wasteland in the north of the city, we don't want others to follow suit! It's unreasonable!"

The merchants complained, and asked unwillingly: "Who is this person? He bought the north of the city, so much land can't be used up by one person, can you help us ask him about the land transfer?"

Master Bo was entrusted by someone, so he smiled and said: "She left a message, and she has no intention of transferring it for the time being. When she wants to transfer it, she will notify us. I will notify everyone at that time. How about you?"

What if it's not good?

They didn't even know who the person who bought the land was. They could only place their hopes on Master Bo, and they only hoped that he would notify them in time.

Besides, the men in the open space heard what the manager said, and rushed to line up to sign up, for fear that they would not be recruited if the quota was full.

If you can't sign up, the loss is a lot of money.Once the registration is successful, there will be a regular job in the next few months. At least this year, the family's living allowance can be fully earned.

The steward is Zeng Yan, the steward of the palace.

Zeng Yan and the steward who helped to register were surrounded by men.

Especially in the hot afternoon, the men who have been outside for a day, their clothes are soaked in sweat and then dry, dry and wet again, so one can imagine how strong the smell of sweat is.

Zeng Yan's complexion changed due to the smoke, and he shouted loudly, telling everyone not to crowd in line, don't worry, as long as you have skills and strength, you will definitely want it.

But everyone lost their minds because of the fixed job, no matter how loud he was, the only thing they worried about was this job.

Zeng Yan was almost nauseated by the smell of sweat!
Xia Jing has been keeping her ears to the outside world these days, only caring about steel smelting technology.

If pig iron is to be smelted into steel, the temperature in the furnace must reach at least to degrees. To achieve such a high temperature, the traditional burning of wood will definitely not be able to reach it.

In order to smelt high-quality steel, she spared no expense in manpower and money, and sent people to search for coal mines in the Nanling Mountains. Let alone let her find a place, it should be an area to be precise.

The underground coal mines in this area have an astonishing amount of underground storage. If it is dedicated to Lingnan, the underground coal can be burned for dozens or hundreds of years without any problem.

After several days of experiments, she finally smelted the steel she was satisfied with.

After this matter came to an end, Xia Jing had the energy to pay attention to the surrounding things.

No, it was also a coincidence that she rarely had free time that day, and she came to the workshop again, and as soon as she got off the carriage, she found a construction site in the distance.

After questioning, Ye Fei told her: "Princess, the prince has decided to relocate the government office, and the construction site over there that is currently under construction is the construction site of the new government office."

Xia Jing was stunned, "When did the lord make the decision, why don't I know?"

"Just a few days ago." Ye Fei scratched his nose, it was inconvenient for him to answer the following questions, as subordinates, they should seldom get involved in the affairs of the master and his wife.

Xia Jing nodded in understanding, and got into the carriage silently.

When the carriage returned to the palace, when passing the garden, he met King Qian who was exercising in the garden before the sun set on the boulevard.

She stopped as she passed him.

King Qian was sweating profusely. He noticed someone passing by, and turned his head to look over while wiping his sweat.

Unexpectedly, it was Xia Jing, he was slightly taken aback.

In just this moment, Xia Jing asked, "How much money are you willing to give?"

"what?"

Monk Zhang Er was puzzled by King Qian's nonsense questions.

Xia Jing saw that he was in a daze, so she explained, "I asked you about the Jianxin government office, why are you willing to spend money?"

Hearing this, King Qian felt distressed, but his face was very arrogant, he snorted coldly, "What is the meaning of Wangfei's words? Could it be that in your mind, this king is such a stingy person? You can't help it." You underestimated your husband and me!"

Xia Jing is not used to him, she rolled her eyes in front of him, trying to take advantage, emphasizing that they are husband and wife?But she doesn't have amnesia!

King Qian looked at her expression and asked with a smile: "Why, you don't believe me?"

Of course Xia Jing didn't believe him, and looked at him suspiciously, "Did you get a new source of money or find a new way of making money recently? Otherwise, with your iron rooster attributes, it's really impossible for you to be willing to spend a lot of money to build a new yamen. "

When King Qian heard this, he was obviously angry and wanted to swear, he looked down on people with his dog's eyes!
He snorted coldly: "You haven't heard that Shibie will look at you with admiration for three days! Don't always look at me with old eyes!"

"Oh."

Xia Jing responded lightly, knowing that he would not be able to get an answer from him, but it didn't matter, she didn't have to know about it, the reason why she asked today was just a casual question in her heart.

King Qian looked at her and walked past him with an oh, and quickly stopped her: "Princess Wang came back very early today, are you done with your work?"

"Ah, yes, do you have something to do?" Xia Jing leaned her hands on her back, showing a bit of indifference towards him.

"This king just wants to ask, you have been busy in the iron workshop recently, have you figured out anything good?"

yo!

This old dude has a very keen sense of smell!
Xia Jing nodded, without any intention of hiding, "You guessed it right, I figured out some good stuff, harder than iron, and more flexible steel."

"Steel?"

"It's steel!"

"Hiss!" King Qian gasped, and confirmed it in disbelief: "Is it the legendary steel that is as hard as meteorite?"

Xia Jing didn't know what Meteorite was, so she thought about it and said, "It's about the same. A knife made of this steel can cut iron like mud."

Hearing this, King Qian's breathing became a little heavier.

Xia Jing was very satisfied with the shocking effect, she raised the corners of her lips slightly, "If you want to use steel for the lord's military workshop, you can order from me, I will definitely give you a discount for the whole family, and put you first, others will have to queue up if they want to order." back."

King Qian gritted his teeth and pointed at her. The little girl is mercenary and doesn't talk about the relationship between husband and wife at all. She is really ungrateful.

The point is, he knows she is plotting against him, but he still has nothing to do with her.

Whoever asks others to take one step or ten steps, every step is better than him, but if he wants to become stronger, he must follow her steps, he has no choice.

Falling into her scheme, King Qian was very depressed.

In the past, he despised submissive women like a wooden beauty, lifeless.

Now there is a thorn in the house, but he can't pick it out and can't break it. As long as he doesn't follow it, she will prick you, making you painful and happy.

"If you want to do business, the buyer must first look at the seller's goods, right?"

Xia Jing smiled and nodded, "You are right, you are welcome to inspect the steel smelted in the iron workshop at any time."

"Then let's go to your workshop tomorrow, and you will accompany me, and I will treat the king to dinner by the way."

Xia Jing said dissatisfiedly: "To do business with you, I have to sacrifice my rest time to go with you, chat with you, and eat with you!"

King Qian smiled when he heard this, and said in agreement: "You three are good companions. Tomorrow, the king will be waiting for your company all the way."

It is best to accompany the bed at night.

Haha!

Some things are often unsatisfactory, and the plan cannot keep up with the changes the next day!
King Qian and Xia Jing made an appointment to go out together, but before leaving the mansion, they ran into soldiers who came to the mansion to deliver the letter.

After questioning, I found out that the soldiers were messengers under Li Chengmu's command.

Normally, he stays in the team all night long, but today he is here to deliver a letter.

From the messenger, Xia Jing and the others knew that Li Chengmu would bring the team back today.

Xia Jing checked the sealant on the envelope in front of King Qian, and opened the letter when she saw no traces of it being opened.

In the letter, Li Chengmu said a few things, and he browsed through it at a glance.

King Qian couldn't wait to ask: "What did Xiao Wu say in the letter? But is there anything important to report to this king?"

Xia Jing was too lazy to answer him one by one, so she handed him the letter directly.

In the letter, Xiao Wu reminded Xia Jing not to go out today, and ordered her servants to clean out the warehouse in her yard.

"What does Xiao Wu mean?" King Qian weighed the letter paper dissatisfied, "You were asked to clean up the warehouse. He brought you a gift when he came back from wandering around outside? Since he brought a gift, why didn't he tell me to clean it up too?" Out of the warehouse? How many gifts did he prepare for you?"

Xia Jing could probably guess in her heart that this time the bandits were captured well, and the reason why all the spoils were given to her was, of course, because she had been helping him to support his five thousand recruits.

Regarding King Qian's sour words, she retorted, "Since you are jealous, why don't you equip each of Xiao Wu's soldiers with a set of equipment?"

A set of equipment, ordnance medium-light armor, is more than 30 taels, plus other ordnance, a set can reach about taels.

The whole army has 5000 people, how much is that?

"The princess is so cruel, you want to cut off the king's flesh!"

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