At night, Zhang Yaozuo sat at the desk and looked at a painting in his hand. He was painting a stele with only four words engraved on it, "Langya should stand."

Zhu Yuanjun was standing at the table with caution. Although he was not a professional, he was a high-ranking official after all. After enduring it for a while, he couldn't help but whisper: "Mr. Zhang, it's a bit inappropriate!"

Zhang Yaozuo's face sank, "What's wrong!"

Zhu Yuanjun's lips moved, and he still told the truth, "I think these four words are a bit too straightforward. If it can be a little more implicit..."

"The subtlety of the fart!"

Zhang Yaozuo glared at him fiercely and cursed: "Last year, you had the idea to make a fish belly brocade book in Laizhou, and what else should I write about the new Wang Li, and what about his mother's bends. What's the end? What's your implicit result? Just like fart, a gust of wind is gone. Today I will be more straightforward and let everyone in the capital know that God asked the King of Langya to establish his heirs. This is God's will, who dares to fight against God's will!"

Looking at Zhang Yaozuo's face becoming more and more arrogant as he spoke, Zhu Yuanjun became more and more frightened.

Zhang Yaozuo patted his shoulder heavily, "I will leave this matter to you. As soon as tomorrow, as the latest five days, I must see the results!"

.........

Zhu Yuanjun returned to his mansion with heavy steps. As soon as he entered the study, he said to the tea boy Ma Yuer: "Go and find Zhu Xing for me!"

Ma Yuer ran out quickly. Zhu Yuanjun looked at the four words on the paper and felt extremely dazzling. "Langya Dangli" reminded him of "Huang Tian Dangli". Is this still auspicious sign? This is a rebellion!

Of course, Zhu Yuanjun also knew that rebellion was too much, but these four words were too direct and there was no room for gentleness, giving people the feeling of putting a knife on their neck. The pressure was too great, and Zhang Yaozuo might be able to bear it, but what about himself? Why didn’t Zhang Yaozuo think about it for himself?

Zhu Yuanjun sighed and felt a little resentment in his heart. Why can't Zhang Yaozuo leave such dirty things to himself?

Resentment is still resentment, Zhu Yuanjun also knew in his heart that he was just a free official and had no real power. Besides doing dirty things for Zhang Yaozuo to please him, what other capital he had?

At this time, the second-year-old Zhu Xing's voice came from the door, "Does my grandfather look for me?"

"Come in and talk!"

After a moment, a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old came in from the door. He was Zhu Yuanjun's second grandson Zhu Xing.

Zhu Yuanjun had three sons, eleven grandsons, and the eldest grandson Zhu Xuan, after finishing his studies in Taixue, he was assigned to Luzhou Prefecture School as an assistant teacher. This is also the way out for most Taixue students to teach in lower-level schools.

But what Zhu Yuanjun admired most was his second grandson Zhu Xing. Zhu Xing was very smart and capable. No matter what he had assigned, he could do it properly without any mistakes. He also did it very well, including last year's Fish Belly Brocade Book. Although he did not succeed in the end, the responsibility was not on Zhu Xing.

"Grandson meets with grandfather!" Zhu Xing knelt down and bowed to worship.

Zhu Yuanjun waved his hand, "Get up!"

Zhu Xing stood up and stood with his hands down. Zhu Yuanjun looked at him for a while and asked, "How are the two yamen in the Song family?"

"The grandson was still drinking with them today. They said... they had to wait for another half a month, and they couldn't wait."

"I waited for a month but they proposed it themselves, why did they change their minds?"

Zhu Xing thought about it and said: "It should be that Zhulou caught fire, so they saw the opportunity and wanted to strike the iron while it was hot to get the strange stone hall."

Song Xiang's son and nephew wanted to occupy the strange stone hall, which was indeed planned by Zhu Yuanjun, but his real goal was not Zhu Yuanfeng, but his nephew Zhu Xiaoyun. Zhang Yaozuo invited Zhu Xiaoyun to dinner several times, and Zhu Xiaoyun used the excuse to refuse, which really made Zhu Yuanjun stuck in the middle and difficult to deal with.

Once Fan Tiege is forced to force him, he will definitely go to Zhu Xiaoyun for help. This is the face of his son-in-law. Zhu Xiaoyun has to agree. However, Zhu Xiaoyun has a bad relationship with Song Xiang, so Zhu Xiaoyun cannot go to Song Xiang directly. If he wants to solve this problem, Zhu Xiaoyun can only ask Zhang Yaozuo.

This not only fulfilled Zhang Yaozuo's explanation, but also severely slashed Zhu Yuanfeng's face, hoping to kill two birds with one stone.

However, Zhu Yuanjun was a little irritated at this time. The matter of the auspicious sign made him anxious. Zhang Yaozuo only gave him five days at most, so he had no intention of taking care of the strange stone museum.

He waved his hand, "If they want to go ahead, just advance! They can do whatever they want, don't ask me about this."

"Will grandson participate again?"

"Just tell them my words, don't participate, I have more important and urgent things to you."

"Grandson obeys the order!"

Zhu Xing did not move. He knew that his grandfather had a new task to him.

Zhu Yuanjun handed him the paper, "What about this sentence?"

Zhu Xing glanced at it and his face immediately became bitter, "Grandfather, this is a bit inappropriate!"

Zhu Yuanjun said angrily: "This was decided by Zhang Yaozuo. It's useless if I say something wrong."

Zhu Xing didn't dare to say anything, and Zhu Yuanjun said again: "This time it's a stone tablet. It's going to be used. It feels like it's buried for more than twenty years and must be completed within three days. Which one are you familiar with?"

"I am very familiar with the Jiangji stone carvings next to Xinzheng Gate."

"Then let's find his house, be sure to keep it confidential!"

Zhu Xing agreed and hurried away with the paper.

Zhu Yuanjun became more upset. When he looked up, he saw the horse fish sitting in the corner. The horse fish were all sitting in the corner of the study. If there were special circumstances, he would be allowed to leave.

Today, Zhu Yuanjun was restless and forgot to call him out. He felt angry and said viciously: "Come here and lie down!"

The horse fish slowly crawled over like a dog.

.........

Xinzheng Gate is the west gate of the outer city, and it is also the street scene drawn by the Qingming Festival Shanghe Tu. After entering the city, there are dense shops on both sides of the city, doing various business. One of the shops is made of stone carvings, and the flags on the shop door read "Jiangji Stone Carvings".

The scope of making stone carvings is relatively wide. The most down-to-earth one is to carve tombstones, engrave inscriptions with a little bit of text, and a higher level, such as carving various artworks, such as the screen walls on Fanning's mansion, and a lower level, it is to carve bridge stones, well stones, etc.

Jiangji stone carvings are mainly famous for carving inscriptions and tombstones. They have been opening a shop for more than ten years and have been doing well.

At noon, there were people coming and going on Xinzhengmen Street, which was particularly lively. A carriage slowly stopped in front of the Jiangji stone carving shop. The owner of the shop Jiang Wu looked up in surprise and saw two fierce horse-riding men following the carriage. One of them turned over and dismounted, and went forward and opened the car door.

A tall young man walked out of the carriage, about twenty-three or four years old, wearing a gauze hat, a deep white dress, a leather belt, and a folding fan in his hand. He was not very handsome, but his tall nose and sharp eyes gave people a strong sense of pressure. Jiang Wu immediately realized that this was a superior.

Jiang Wu hurriedly went out, and he came to his own shop!’

"May I ask the guest, what can the shop do for you?"

The person who came was Fan Ning. He still remembered this small shop, like this shop owner, who was like Wu Dalang, when he was admitted to the imperial examination and rode a horse to praise the streets, he still remembered that the shop owner stood on the counter and waved to him, and when he was working in the Imperial Academy, the shop owner knew him, but now, he has completely forgotten himself.

In fact, it is not only him, but most people in the capital have forgotten themselves. Time is a killing knife, which not only changes people's appearance, but also cuts off memories.

Fan Ning smiled faintly and said, "Does Lord Jiang still remember me?"

Jiang Wu looked at him for a while and suddenly realized, "You are...Master Fan!"

Fan Ning smiled, "I didn't expect that Master Jiang Dong still remembers me!"

"How can I forget it! It's just that it's too long and my memory is a little blurry. Please come in!"

Jiang Wu enthusiastically invited Fan Ning to the back hall and asked his wife to make tea. Fan Ning waved his hand, "No need to worry, I just want to ask Jiang Dongzhu for help in some small matters."

"Master Fan, please say, as long as I can do my best!"

"That's right. I want to build an underground palace in my backyard. I plan to pave it with bluestone. I need about 15,000 bluestones. Is this business owner interested in it?"

Jiang Wu's heart suddenly jumped and asked quickly: "Is it a big bluestone or a small bluestone?"

"Of course it's the big bluestone!"

Jiang Wu couldn't help but feel excited. Daqingshi was about 90 cents per piece, making half of the profit. After completing this business, he would make a net profit of 700 stags.

He nodded repeatedly, "Of course, the price is 90 cents a yuan, I will send it to the mansion."

"I'll count you as one hundred cents! Pay 1,500 taels of silver."

The market price of silver and copper coins is one tael and one thousand one hundred ci, and the other party raised the price of ten cents. It would be considered that the profit for this business would be a thousand ci, and I would not make so much in two years.

He was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth, but Fanning said another twist, "But I have something I want to ask about."

"What's the matter?"

Fan Ning smiled and said, "Zhu Xing came to find you yesterday!"

Jiang Wu's face turned pale, and those four words kept him asleep all night. Fan Ning came today. He suddenly understood that Fan Ning clearly came for those four words.

"I...I..."

Jiang Wu's lips were trembling, but he couldn't speak, but Fan Ning waved his hand, "I won't make you embarrassed. Just tell me when Zhu Xing will come to pick up the goods. The rest has nothing to do with you, and then Qingshi's business will be handed over to you."

Jiang Wu hesitated for a long time and finally whispered: "It's the fifth day after tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!