Xu Junyou is the Taishou of Huangzhou, and Murong Fu is white, and it is not easy to meet Xu Junyou in the normal way. Fortunately, Murong Fu was prepared, and ordered the storm to go to the town to buy a box of candies produced by "Splendid Hall" and attached the gilded name of "Murong Fu, the proprietor of Splendid Hall", and when he went to visit Xu Junyou in the Taishou Mansion, he gave the porter a rich enough red envelope, and Xu Junyou, who also needed political achievements with Wu Xi of Gusu Zhixian County, really summoned Murong Fu quickly.

Xu Junyou is a traditional civil official, although he has not made any great achievements in his political career, he has also been a peace officer for a lifetime. Thanks to the generous treatment of civil servants in the Northern Song Dynasty, Xu Junyou, who is now in the age of ear shun, was born with a big waist and a round waist, and was very rich.

In this era of gentlemen's words and villains' words, if Murong Fu went straight to talk to Xu Junyou about opening a "Splendid Hall" branch in Huangzhou, it would obviously be a big disaster. Therefore, Murong Fu skillfully chose the second method and asked Xu Junyou to inscribe the semicolon of the "Splendid Hall" that he was about to open in Huangzhou. The civil servants of the Northern Song Dynasty are not much different from modern civil servants, and they can no longer do part-time jobs after playing this job for the imperial court, but it is not considered part-time to give people a plaque and a moistening pen, which is an elegant thing. Murong replied to invite Xu Junyou to come forward, and the elegance of the line was very sincere, a full three hundred times. Reciprocating the favor, Xu Junyou naturally cared about Murong Fukai's semicolon and needed his help.

Murong Fu was waiting for this sentence, and replied a little shyly at the moment: "Everyone on the side has a belly case, but this place for making sugar must be strict." The 'Splendid Hall' of the late birth is a unique business, and the secret recipe is particularly important. Recently, students have visited the territory of Huangzhou, but they have chosen one place......" Speaking of this, he stopped meaningfully, only looking at Xu Junyou and smiling slightly.

Murong Fu described him as handsome, and this smile was like a jade life, which made Xu Junyou dizzy. Xu Junyou froze, straightened his body and said, "Let's try to say it." ”

"It's a wasteland under the Pavilion. The students heard that it used to be the place where the garrison was, and they just took advantage of the murderous aura of the army to suppress the evil ghosts. Murong Fu said with a smile.

Xu Junyou heard that Murong Fu mentioned this place, but his eyebrows jumped slightly. Since Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou, he has been taken care of by Xu Junyou a lot, for which Su Shi also wrote a poem to thank him. However, Su Shi is still a criminal official after all, and Xu Junyou is responsible for supervising as a taishou. Now where Su Shi's residence is, Xu Junyou is naturally clear. I saw Xu Junyou's eyes narrow, and there was no longer any laziness in his expression, and he said slowly: "Has Murong Gongzi ever seen the owner of the 'Dongpo Snow Hall'?" ”

Xu Junyou asked this, and Murong Fu's heart couldn't help but move. He originally judged people by his appearance, thinking that Xu Junyou was just an old and mediocre official, and it would be invincible to open the way with money. I don't want to, I finally looked down on this big Song officialdom. Fortunately, he had already peeked at the historical script and knew Xu Junyou's attitude towards Su Shi, so he immediately got up and gave Xu Junyou a deep look, and said honestly: "Don't dare to hide from the house, the student just came from Master Su." Xianci passed away, and the student kept filial piety for three years and did not know the world, and did not want the bachelor to suffer this catastrophe. The student is a white man with a soft voice, and the only thing he relies on is that he still has some savings in his family's unique business, and he is willing to improve his bachelor's life with his meager efforts. ”

Murong Fu's confession only heard Xu Junyou sigh. "Zizhan is in trouble now, and he may not be willing to accept your kindness."

"Yes!" Murong Fu echoed with a wry smile, "The student was just blasted out of the Snow Hall by the bachelor this morning. ”

As soon as Murong Fu said this, Xu Junyou couldn't help but appreciate him a little more, and asked with a smile: "Still unwilling to give up?" ”

Murong Fu shook his head lightly and said firmly: "The bachelor drove me away for my own good, how can the student not understand?" However, should students only look up to bachelors when they are in high ranks, and should they avoid them when they are down? If a student does this, he is not worthy to speak to the bachelor! "Speaking of which, he is again digging to the end." Ask Lord Fuzun to help the students and sell the wasteland under the Linzhen Pavilion to the students. ”

Murong Fu said this, what else could Xu Junyou say besides envy? Officialdom is the goal that all scholars yearn for, but it is also a place of bloodless fighting. In officialdom, who doesn't want a brave and loyal follower to help them in the face of their downfall? With Xu Junyou's help, the government department broke out with shocking efficiency, and Murong Fu got the title deed of the wasteland on the same day.

When he got out, Murong Fu immediately instructed Bao to recruit craftsmen with house-building skills in the whole city, and he himself rushed to the outskirts of the city with a storm and rented two clay kilns for firing coarse porcelain with lightning speed. That night, the confused Bao Wei took more than a dozen excellent craftsmen who were also in the clouds and fog to meet Murong Fu at the inn. The architectural drawings of Murong Fu had already been drawn, and the courtyard with a large garden in ten large and small rooms was more than enough for a middle-class family in the Song Dynasty to bring servants to live in. Some of the dozen or so craftsmen majored in masonry and tile craft, some specialized in erecting beams and columns, and some carved beams and painted buildings were a must, and it was really easy to build such a new house. However, Murong Fu made an impossible request: to hand over the house in seven days.

Due to technical reasons, most of the houses in the Song Dynasty were made of wood, and it was not only impossible to build a house in just seven days, but even whether the wood needed to build a house was a problem. The craftsmen said that they could not earn Murong Fu's commission, but Murong Fu made a slightly calmer movement slowly, and said calmly: "My house is not a wooden structure, but a brick structure. I not only ask you to build a house, but also invite your disciples and grandchildren, you divide labor and cooperate in assembly line operations, and seven days to build a house, which is more than enough. ”

What does assembly line work mean, the craftsmen don't understand. But Murong Fu was a scholar, and most of the craftsmen were illiterate, so they didn't dare to ask more questions out of their natural admiration for scholars. As for what bricks and tiles are, the craftsmen naturally know, but according to the custom of this time, bricks and tiles were mostly used for foundations, and earlier bricks and tiles were even only used for cemeteries. But since Murong Fu is not afraid of bad luck, looking at the face of silver, the craftsmen are naturally good. Only the craftsman who majored in masonry timidly raised a little objection: "Murong Gongzi, even if the house is built, it will take time for the mud to dry!" ”

"It doesn't matter. I don't use mud, I use cement. Murong replied.

The craftsmen looked at each other and realized that they had one more thing they didn't understand. But in just seven days, Murong Fu gave them a high salary of 100 yuan. Seeing that Murong Fu looked confident, the so-called Xiucai can know the world without going out, so he should also know how to build a house, right? With this in mind, the craftsmen agreed.

After arranging the tasks of each craftsman to send people away, it was already nightfall. It was the first time that Murong Fu had arranged a task in such detail, and Murong Fu's organizational and coordinating ability tonight was directly astonishing. The two were silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say: "If it was 'Jinxiutang' at the beginning, it would have been taken care of by the prince......"

Murong Fu's eyebrows jumped, and he explained: "Fourth Brother Feng, I was still in filial piety at that time. ”

The turmoil opened his mouth, he instinctively felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Murong Fu's words, but he couldn't say it. But Bao Wei shook his head and sighed: "No, no!" Childe, although Lao Bao is vulgar, he can also see that Childe is sincere to that Master Su! "Even, more attentive than to my mother." Haven't you forgotten that my Murong clan ......"

Murong Fu stretched out his hand to stop his next words, and said slowly: "The bachelor was the top of the list in the second year of Jiayou, and at that time, Emperor Renzong personally praised him for being a master. My Xianbei Murong clan's martial arts are not inferior to others, but what about Wenzhi? As soon as these words came out, a thoughtful look appeared on Bao Wei's face and the turmoil. The bachelor is the sect of the heavens, and one day I will return to the country, and he will be my banner of justice. Only with his support can the Murong clan be recognized by the people of the world! For this reason, I should treat him with all respect. ”

Murong Fu said that, Bao Wei suddenly felt enlightened, knocked the folding fan in the palm of his hand, and suddenly realized: "No wonder the prince wants to worship him as a teacher!" ”

Murong Fu succeeded in flickering again, and he was also satisfied, so he only said: "The bachelor has a strong temperament, and it is absolutely impossible to force him to comply, the only way to do it is to make that water grind kung fu." In short, before the matter is completed, I must not divulge a word of my origin to him! ”

"Childe is wise!" The bag is different and the storm is evil at the same time, and it is happy and convinced.

With the full support of Bao Wei and the turmoil, Murong Fu was relieved to entrust them with the management of the craftsmen who built the house. And Murong Fu's new task for himself was to take Wang Yuyan to order furniture, and by the way, he ordered a few men's clothes for Wang Yuyan to prepare for his next plan.

The location of the new house built by Murong Fu was naturally next door to the "Dongpo Snow Hall", so Su Shi was fortunate to see the fastest building process. Murong Fu invited more than 100 craftsmen to divide them into four groups, which were responsible for building foundations, erecting beams, building walls, and painting whitewash, and the craftsmen in each group only undertook fixed work. The four seemingly disparate but complementary teams flowed like clouds, and a new house was erected in just seven days.

Murong Fu, who had seen modern houses, also ordered a batch of tiles to be burned and pasted on the walls to increase the appearance. The firing of glass, on the other hand, failed because today's technology could not make flat glass. Of course, Murong Fuyuan had another choice. Small pieces of fired glass are cut into irregular shapes, stacked and fixed with wooden strips to make windows. It's not bright enough, but it's at least artistic. However, Bao Wei fired the cement under his guidance, and Feng Bo Evil also fired the tiles under his guidance. Annoyed and angry, Murong Fu obviously forgot that there was still this way, and in the end, the windows of the new house were still covered with thick window paper.

Afterwards, Bao Wei came to ask Murong Fu why he didn't try it a few more times, and insisted that the new house be completed within seven days. Murong replied without thinking: "The snow has fallen, and the weather is as cold as a day, so you can't wait!" Although Bao Wei knew Murong Fu's grand plan, after hearing this answer, he still couldn't help but give himself a slap in the face in private to punish himself for talking too much.

After the furniture was ready one by one, Murong Fu came to visit the "Dongpo Snow Hall" again with the title deed. Su Shi had expected that this new house would appear because of him, but he never imagined that Murong Fu would come to force him to move.

Looking at this evil shape, Murong Fu, who claimed to have taken a fancy to this "Dongpo Snow Hall" and forced himself to change rooms with him, Su Shi couldn't help but be speechless for a while. After a long time, he asked softly: "Murong Gongzi, do you really want your own career?" Although Su Shi was degraded, his literary name is still there. Today's matter, as long as Su Shi makes a poem, Murong Fu's notoriety will be spread all over the world, and he will not be able to wash it away for the rest of his life.

Murong Fu only said quietly: "What is good in the rest of my heart, although I have died nine times, I have no regrets!" ”

As soon as Murong Fu said this, Su Shi suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed with tears. Su Shi is not only a literati, but also a technical talent, and he can see Murong Fu's ability from Murong Fu's seven days of building a house. If he embarks on a career in office, he doesn't need any teacher to add to his prestige. What's more, now he is just a criminal official who is rejected by the officials.

Wang Yanzhi, who had been hiding in the room and eavesdropping, couldn't help but come out at this time and persuaded: "Husband, such a disciple, what else do you have to hesitate about?" ”

"I'll move!" Su Shi got up and wiped his tears, and said loudly, "I have such a disciple, which official in the world can match me?" ”

How easy it is? I haven't made a second move yet! The bachelor is so affectionate and sexual, it is really admirable! Murong Fu was stunned for a moment and quickly knelt down, paid homage to Su Shi's disciple, and said in his mouth: "Student Gusu Murong Fu, meet the teacher!" ”

After all, it got its wish!