Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Confessor (I)

Outside the window, the wind and rain were cloudy.

In the chamber of the Huaiyang Governor's Mansion, it was warm and bright as the noon of March spring twilight. The color is close to that of transparent flat glass, which unceremoniously insulates the pouring rain. The oil lamps on the pillars radiate warmth and light through the glass covers.

The body of the lamp is made of pure glass, which is crystal clear. From afar, you can clearly see how much lamp oil is still inside. The lamp port is made of fine white copper, which is not only convenient to wipe after use, but also can meet the requirements of heat resistance. It is used to adjust the length of the cotton lamp, which is a pure copper rod, which is plated with a layer of gold, which is illuminated by the flame in the oil lamp, dazzling and flowering.

Like this ice green glass lamp, it can be worth at least three years of food for ordinary people's families on the market. However, in the middle and top of each pillar of the council chamber, there were six lamps. In the entire hall, there are forty-eight lamps. After igniting at the same time, it is like a lotus flower blooming in the sky.

"Before you have achieved great things, you are so extravagant... It's not much worse than that Xu Shouhui..."Stimulated by the too bright light, Liu Bowen raised his hand and rubbed it a few times, muttering in his heart.

This sentence obviously has an element of anger, but after careful calculation, it did not wronged Zhu Chongjiu. This duke not only has a way to make money, but he can always lead Jiao Yu, Huang Lao Crooked and others every once in a while to create some novel things that can make people bankrupt. He himself was also fond of extravagance, and almost every novelty he created would surely be used by himself and the Grand Governor's Mansion first.

For example, a water stove that can make the house unconnected with fireworks but like spring all year round, such as a dressing mirror that can illuminate people's faces, such as the ice and green glass lamp that exudes a faint fishy smell in this conference hall, as well as cement, floor tiles, four-wheeled carriages, self-striking bells and other things, if converted according to the value of the market, I am afraid that the cost of this small Huaiyang Governor's Mansion is not much inferior to Xu Shouhui's Ziyuntai.

And the rotatable chair under him and the hollow ink pen in his hand... There are also chair cushions wrapped in steel springs and bookcases inlaid with ice emeralds... Even the bottle of ink is made of ice and green, lest others don't know that he's an upstart...

The more he looked, Liu Bowen felt that the things around Zhu Chongjiu were more eye-catching, and the more incompatible he was with the surrounding environment. But his colleagues seemed to be deliberately unable to get along with him, and they happily gave Zhu Chongjiu the idea of making money and killing him, and they were not ashamed of being covered with copper stench...

After these ideas were proposed, some of them were rejected on the spot by others, while others were registered by the staff officers and prepared to be implemented with reference. And those who are rejected often have a trace of compassion in them. Those who are registered all sound vicious and have a lot of misfortune.

The more Liu Bowen listened, the more irritable he became, and the more he listened, the more dazzling the lights in front of him became. endured it again and again, and finally couldn't hold it back, gently pushed the table in front of him, and stood up: "Lord, Weichen is sick and can't bear the smell of lamp oil, please allow Weichen to retire first..."

"The smell of lamp oil? How could it be, this is the best kun oil..."The crowd was discussing lively, and was suddenly interrupted by Liu Ji, very surprised. Qi Qi snorted and muttered quietly.

Except for the faint smell of grilled fish, there was nothing unpleasant in the council chamber. Compared with the traditional vegetable oil lamp and butter wax, the bright and faint fragrance of the whale oil lamp is definitely a treat. Only those who have resentment in their hearts will not know the blessings in the midst of blessings.

Immediately, many people turned their eyes to Liu Bowen, frowning slightly. Others gently curled the corners of their mouths, their faces full of disdain. There are even people who frown and are eager to try, just waiting for the time to stand up and impeach Liu Ji.

Under countless pairs of confused and even questioning eyes, Liu Bowen's face slowly began to redden. However, he forced himself to reside and continued to say loudly: "Weichen, Weichen is disgusted at the moment, please allow Weichen to retire and come back another day to make amends to the lord in person..."

"Enough..."

"Liu joins the army, what do you mean?"

"Liu joins the army, are you deliberately venting your grievances?"

In all directions, the voice of questioning immediately sounded. Changshi Su Mingzhe, Zhang Song, director of the Internal Affairs Department, and officials from the Bureau of Industry and the Bureau of Officials stood up one after another and glared at Liu Bowen angrily.

"Alright, don't be angry, everybody. Liu Shenjun's body has not been very good..."Just when everyone was angry, Zhu Chongjiu waved his hand with a smile and said in a low voice, "To be honest, although whale oil is bright, the taste is indeed heavier. I'm not used to it myself..."

The "lord" who was already preparing to impeach Liu Bowen lost their goals, and they couldn't sit or stand one by one, which was extremely embarrassing.

"What time is it? Oh... It's already past dinner time..."Zhu Chongjiu quickly looked back at the chiming clock set up in front of the wall, and asked himself, "Okay, let's be here today." There is still unfinished business, which will continue tomorrow morning. Eating, eating, and working is not something that can be done in a day. Yangzhou City can't be built in a day..."

This sentence gave everyone present a step down. Immediately, Lu Luzeng, Su Mingzhe and other officials directly under the Great Governor's Office stood up one after another and said goodbye to their lords. Hu Dahai, Ivanov and other generals in the army also clasped their fists and saluted, turned around and left. While greeting each other and walking out, they shouted unsatisfied, "It's really enjoyable, the method discussed by everyone today is really amazing." Lao Tzu originally thought that just killing people with knives and guns, but now I realized that some things can kill people more ruthlessly than knives and guns..."

"Of course, you don't see who our lord is? Someone habitually returned all the credit to Zhu Chongjiu, "Since we didn't beat the elbows of outsiders, how many times have we dealt with the Tartars?" Some guys think they're smart, but compared to our lord, he's not good enough to see..."

"When I went to the army to fight, the last general used to think that this was a literati bragging, but now I know that there is really a clever plan to defeat the enemy army without using swords..."

"Literati, of course, it's just lip service. The lord of our family, but he is both civil and military. If you don't believe it, you let others make a song of Qinyuan Spring, which can be compared to our father-in-law, and Lao Tzu will listen to him in the future..."

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

A person who can create a great foundation with a pig-killing knife, a person who can fight side by side with his brothers and swear to the death, a person who can put down a knife and write a pen to fill in the words, and write "There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists", if he is not worthy of his own follow, what hero in the world is worthy of his own work? …

However, he is nepotistic, self-righteous and behaves inherently. Light on doctors and heavy on businessmen and grass people. Every time I speak out, I don't get any results

"Click..."A volley of lightning slashed down in the air, illuminating Liu Ji's pale face.

The torrential rain was like a note, and it was blown by the autumn wind and splashed on the top of people's heads. Despite the eaves, it quickly drenched half of the person's body.

The generals had their own soldiers around them and quickly opened their umbrellas. There are also guards or subordinates around the ministers, who thoughtfully hand over their robes. Only Liu Ji was left, and he didn't bring an umbrella, and he didn't have an entourage to serve outside the council hall. Splashed by the rain, he took a few steps backwards, standing alone under the eaves, alone.

"Berwyn, please stay for a while...", a familiar voice came from behind, causing Liu Ji's heart to twitch suddenly. Turning around, he just saw Zhu Chongjiu's slightly rough face.

"It's raining heavily outside, I'll let Hong San prepare a carriage to send you..."Zhu Chongjiu smiled and quickened his pace, 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 overwhelmed, hid two steps outside the eaves, and waved his hand in panic, "Lord, kill it." It's really a killing. How can Weichen be virtuous, dare to work for the lord"

The rain was so heavy that it drenched him almost instantly. Fortunately, Zhu Chongjiu's reaction speed was fast enough, and he chased after him with an arrow step, and counted down with a smile, "Don't talk nonsense, isn't it just a gesture?" Besides, Berwyn is still sick today? …”

As he spoke, he raised his head, his gaze quickly swept over his arm, "Hehe, I don't dare to say anything else, the matter of playing an umbrella is definitely a matter of effort." It's really not okay if you don't raise your hand..."

"Hehe" Liu Bowen replied with a smile while raising his hand to wipe the rain on his face. But soon, his smile dimmed, and his thin face was filled with loneliness again. "Wechen, Wechen is sparse. The lord treats each other like this, so that the micro-ministers, the micro-ministers are difficult to sleep. ”

The gift of the national soldier, if the gift of the national soldier is not considered the gift of the national soldier with an umbrella with his own hands, Liu Bowen really can't imagine what a lord can do for his courtiers? … However, the more sincere Zhu Chongjiu was to him, the more he wanted to run away immediately. Because he decided that Zhu Chongjiu was walking a dead end, and as a minister, he could only watch his lord go to the cliff, but he was powerless to do anything to stop him.

"The oil lamp is filled with whale oil." Zhu Chongjiu deliberately didn't look at his face, tilted the oil-paper umbrella to block the wind and rain, and continued to pull back and forth with a smile, "The whale is the giant kun often mentioned in the book. A long time ago, Ivanov's side of Europa used whale oil as a lamp oil. The light is brighter than that of a vegetable oil lamp, and the smoke is smaller than that of a vegetable oil lamp. It just so happened that our Huaiyang was about to meddle in the maritime trade, so I sent a boat to catch some whales in the offshore sea to practice according to Fang Guozhen's suggestion. First, you can let the people on the boat adapt to the wind and waves, and second, this behemoth has a lot of oil and thick meat, as long as you can catch one every time, the capital of sailing will be enough. I don't have to worry about the supply of the fleet..."

"The lord is a scholar of heaven and man, and he even knows the matter of whaling and oil refining..."Liu Bowen praised in a low voice, somewhat insincere.

"I don't know much, but I've heard others say that this thing is better to light than vegetable oil..."Zhu Chongjiu raised his umbrella and walked slowly, his eyes beating with pride and confidence, "As long as it is useful, I want to try it." And not a cliché ... After all, the rules were set by the ancients, and when the ancients set the rules, they may not know what it looks like today..."

Note 1: Continuing to catch a cold

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