After the break, Ling Yun hosted a banquet for a few people. These people were nothing but Feng Liangji and others. Er Lunzi was also there, and there was another one, that was Zhao Yulong.
Originally, a meal didn't cost much, but it became different just by bringing Zhao Yulong with me. He really knew how to eat. The environment and service at the place he chose were exceptionally good, and he won their praise.
But when it came time to pay the bill, Ling Yun's face turned dark. A group of five people spent five hundred taels, which made him go home and feel depressed for a long time. His displeasure with Zhao Yulong became even higher.
There is a saying that loves and kills each other, and life is like this sometimes, just like if you hate someone recently, then you spend a lot of time with them.
The threat from the border was lifted, and Emperor Qianxi directly ordered that the envoy who killed the people of Daqian be beheaded in public.
Ling Yun was fine, so he followed him up to take a look. Because the scene was so bloody, he couldn't sleep or eat well for several days.
What confused him was that he didn't understand why so many people were watching such a bloody scene. What made him even more depressed was that some people watched it with gusto and cheered and shouted on the spot. It seemed that their endurance was limited.
After the Mang envoy left, Emperor Qianxi returned to his original state, immersing himself in the gentle land of women, occasionally going to court, and occasionally sneaking out of the palace.
In fact, Ling Yun can also understand that Emperor Qianxi has been tense during this period. Now that the threat has finally been lifted, it is normal to relax. At least in his opinion, this phenomenon is normal. After all, no one can maintain a state of chicken blood all the time. Even a saint.
Under such circumstances, Ling Yun seemed to have been forgotten by Emperor Qianxi. He hung up the title of bachelor's degree scholar and spent all day doing nothing in the Hanlin Academy. He originally extended an olive branch to him and wanted to win over all the forces in him. As time went by, he was gradually forgotten.
This is nothing short of good news for Ling Yun, because dealing with those people is really tiring, and he has to think twice before speaking.
Nothing happened. He wrote novels and read books in his spare time. Wang Chengyun and Feng Liangji were afraid that he would think too much, so they came to him to enlighten him. They said they were enlightening, but why did he feel that these two people were here to defraud him? His tea leaves, because every time he comes, he tries every means to sweep away the tea leaves he has hidden in the drawer.
If he hadn't been vigilant and saved some separately, the tea would have been deceived by these two people early in the morning.
June is about to enter, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Although it is not as high as in later generations, and there is no air conditioning, it is quite miserable when working or taking a nap.
Logically speaking, although this kind of temperature is a bit hot, it will not reach the level of spontaneous combustion.
As summer entered, especially June, Emperor Qianxi was going to escape the summer heat, but for some unknown reason, the house in the summer resort suddenly caught fire.
As a last resort, Emperor Qianxi could only postpone his summer vacation.
The reconstruction of the Summer Resort will naturally cost money, and this money can only be paid out of internal funds, because the Summer Resort was originally the residence of Emperor Qianxi, and since the treasury has no money, Emperor Qianxi can only pay for it himself.
If the state treasury funds the reconstruction, it will definitely be nothing, and whoever is responsible for the construction will do so.
It's just that the money is paid from internal funds, which changes the flavor. Everyone knows that this is a good job, and since the salary has not been paid, they naturally want to take this good job for their own department.
To be honest, although rebuilding the summer resort is a good job, Ling Yun's department is the Hanlin Academy. Even if eight poles are used, it will not be the Hanlin Academy's turn, because this is not a job they can undertake.
However, for some reason, this was an errand for the Hanlin Academy. Ling Yun was shocked when he heard the news, and it took him a long time to digest the news.
If you say that the Hanlin Academy is full of scholars, why do you want to do such a hard job if you have nothing to do?
Yes, it's June. If you take on this job, you have to send someone to supervise the work. Naturally, you have to bask in the sun. Anyway, Ling Yun just doesn't like this job. In the eyes of others, it's a good job, and it falls in his heart.
, this is a veritable chore.
After all, why did Ling Yun know about this? It was not because he took over this matter. No one in the Hanlin Academy knew how to do carpentry. Naturally, carpenters would do the following work. But when did they, who were not pretentious scholars,
Learned carpentry.
It was good now, the job was taken over, but in the huge Hanlin Academy, there was no supervisor who knew how to do carpentry.
Wang Chengyun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, asking everyone he met if he knew carpentry.
Seeing Wang Chengyun's appearance, Ling Yun couldn't bear it. Although he was extremely reluctant to swim in this muddy water, it seemed that he was the only one who knew carpentry at the moment.
If he didn't say that he knew carpentry, no one in the entire court would know about it. After all, he learned this craft from his grandfather Ling Dashan when he was a child. To this day, he has not done similar work for countless years.
Thinking of carpentry craftsmanship, he couldn't help but think of Ling Dashan. The deceased was gone, and Ling Yun couldn't help but feel a little sad.
When Ling Yun told Wang Chengyun about his carpentry skills, the latter was so excited that he held his hand tightly with gratitude on his brows.
