I, my father-in-law, set off a frenzy of public examinations in ancient times

Chapter 95 Paper Mills

"Okay, let's get down to business, the good show will begin!—"

Han Yinchu clapped his hands together, drawing back the attention of the adults present:
"Ma Mingcai doesn't have the strength and financial resources to afford such a luxury house. I have already called all the officials in Beijing, big and small. Is there anyone who is willing to admit the fact of bribery?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other: who would dare to admit this... Besides, the law does not blame the public, and now those aristocratic families can only keep their mouths in check!Otherwise, they will be defeated by the emperor one by one! ——

Han Yinchu was in a better mood, not afraid that they would not admit it, but afraid that they would admit it!
"Since that's the case, then this house will be brought into the national treasury..."

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this house might have to be rewarded to someone in the future, a Jin Yiwei over there directly blew a long and loud whistle.

Everyone was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and suddenly there was a crowd of people under the cliff like a market, and many people rushed out from nowhere;

They watched from above, and many densely packed figures were rushing into the house below, and some directly climbed over the wall to enter because the door was too small.

After a while, I saw people in twos and threes carrying things onto the trolley outside. Presumably, they were vases, pots and pans, tables, chairs and benches.

That house was used to accept bribes, but not all the things in it were good, but it was good enough for ordinary people.

Han Yinchu supported himself with one hand, watching the scene of "ants moving house" with relish, some people even took away the tiles on the roof, moved the stones in the garden, and Can't help laughing while removing the various doors inside.

Ma Mingcai could see that his eyes were tearing apart, his eyes were red, and he yelled frantically, "Troublemaker, trickster..."

Han Yinchu didn't even bother to give him a look, "Didn't some people occupy other people's land to build a house first? I think this is 'tit for tat'..."

"Holy Majesty, I'm fine!" Everyone heard a clear boy's voice in the strong wind above the cliff, and saw that little Mr. Guan, who was frightened by the wind and frequently came up with bad ideas, was directing Jin Yiwei put a black painted board on the shelf.

This can be regarded as the first time that Xiaoguan Gong and Jun officially appeared on the stage in front of all Beijing officials.

The people present did not dare to say one hundred percent, but seventy to eighty percent of the people had heard of the "lovely anecdotes" between little Guan Gonggong and the emperor, and they all thought that little Guan Gonggong would be a smeared, good-looking banshee. When he walks, his ass is like hitting a wall, and he will raise his orchid and point to the dead eunuch.

Unexpectedly, "Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times", Mr. Guan is such a handsome and elegant person. What's even more rare is that he has that rare air of not being a philistine, not being flattering, and not being obsequious. .

Everyone watched him write and draw with chalk on the small blackboard, and the appearance of him showing his thin arms and padding his feet was really pleasing to the eye.

Han Yinchu didn't even notice it, but a smile that could be interpreted as "doting" appeared on his face:

Everyone else was looking at Guan Yujun's paintings, but Han Yinchu was the only one who was looking at Guan Yujun's reddish side face that was sweating under the sun.

"Xiaoguanzi, please explain what you are painting..." In Han Yinchu's words, there was a faint feeling of "you are proud".

Guan Yujun wiped off the chalk that accidentally got on his face with his sleeve, smiled brighter than spring, and stood by the small blackboard, making detailed notes:

"My lords, since this house has 'no owner', the Holy Majesty and my father-in-law have calculated it together. The location and feng shui of this house are excellent. It can't just live in people, otherwise it will be a waste of property..."

Xia Risen snorted coldly, could it not be a treasure land of geomantic omen?

Because it is located in the wind, it is a very rare summer resort in Beijing in summer; it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the water in the house is guided by mountain spring water, and the water in the underground well is sweet; all kinds of flowers and trees in the garden, What grows and lives, the clumps of bamboos that occupy a huge area and grow naturally seem to be evergreen...

If it weren't for the need to show full "sincerity" to coax Ma Mingcai to risk venting the question, who would give up such a beautiful house? !But it still failed without thinking, and the culprit was the person in front of him...

That little Mr. Guan is really a country bumpkin. Only places with the best geomantic omen can be chosen as residences. What else does he want to do? ——

"...The Holy Majesty and my father-in-law have thought about it. This house has everything you want. It is better to open the first "government-run paper mill" in the Yong Dynasty. The outside is still developing agriculture, but the inside of the house is "big world". Please ask for details. Look at the schematic diagram drawn by this father-in-law—”

Guan Yujun is gearing up excitedly. Is this the beginning of industrialization? ...

"Everyone, please take a look at the picture I drew. This is a plan view, which is probably what you can see when looking at the house from above——

As my father-in-law just said, we are going to transform this house into a 'paper mill', but this house has gathered the so-called 'time, place and people':
The first step, 'cut the bamboo drift pond'! "Guan Yujun used chalk to circle a large bamboo forest and a pond with flowing water;
"The second step, 'cooking the foot fire': right next to it, build a small kiln for burning fire, and then set up a wooden imperial barrel;
The third step, 'mortar': At that time, we will transport the bamboo treated above to the waterfall behind the house, put it into the prepared stone mortar, and beat the bamboo into bamboo mud..."

Guan Yujun made a big circle with chalk from the place where there were bamboos, and came to the place adjacent to the house and the back mountain; everyone followed the white mark, the more they listened, the more fascinated they became, and they were not willing to take their eyes off at all. .

"The fourth step is 'swinging material into the curtain', and the paper trough is also set here; the fifth step is 'covering the curtain and pressing paper'. These two steps require the most labor. I want to gather the surrounding farmers , so that during the slack season, you can also earn extra money to subsidize your family..."

Before the people below could react, Guan Yujun continued to attack everyone:

"The last step is 'drying through the fire'. In this step, some major rectification needs to be done to the house. The wall here must be knocked down, and then two alleys with brick walls made of earth bricks will be built. , to dry the paper..."

Guan Yujun drew a big cross on one wall of the small blackboard.

All the ministers were stunned when they heard this, how did things come to this point? ...

A minister of the Ministry of Industry raised his hand rather unconfidently.

Guan Yujun nodded: "Everyone speaks freely, good opinions and suggestions, all comers are welcome!..."

"Little Eunuch Guan, what I want to ask is..."

(End of this chapter)