Author: Mo Se Jiangnan

"Go back to Your Majesty." Cheng Jin said with a proud smile on his face: "Our Ministry of Works admires the arithmetic skills of Your Majesty's students."

Zhu Han was not in a hurry to express his position, and he gave high hats to his students from the beginning. This guy definitely didn't hold back any good words.

Sure enough, Cheng Jin changed the subject and said: "However, the most important thing about construction is to seek truth from facts. No matter how accurate the calculation is, it will never work if corners are cut during construction."

Looking at Cheng Jin who was talking eloquently, Zhu Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked curiously: "I don't quite understand what Cheng Shilang said. My students are just calculating and preparing the materials needed for the project.

What’s the deal with cutting corners?”

The craftsmen around him were also confused and didn't understand why Cheng Jin said this.

Only a few officials from the Ministry of Industry laughed triumphantly.

If Zhu Han's students just calculated the cost, they would indeed have to admit defeat now.

But when they calculated the cost, they added some unnecessary content.

There are many articles that can be done here.

Cheng Jin directly took out the answers on the piece of paper that Huangzhuang students had used to record the materials for building bridges.

Just skip the previous paragraph and point to the last part: "Your Majesty, your students said that after using your new materials, it only takes about three months to build a bridge. Is this true?"

Is there something inappropriate?"

Killer!

Cheng Jin's back was straight, like a pine tree standing proudly in the world.

Buzz!

The craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry also heard about this and immediately started talking about it.

"Yes, if Master Cheng hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about it."

"Building a bridge in three months is nonsense."

"Haha, I would never dare to walk on this kind of bridge anyway. This is simply making fun of people's lives."

"Fortunately, I had some changes in my opinion of these people just now. Now it seems that they are just a group of guys who only know how to study. This time we lost unjustly."

Listening to these people's discussions, Cheng Jin became more and more proud.

"Your Royal Highness, please help me clarify my doubts."

"If the prince cannot give us a suitable explanation, I think there is no need to continue this competition."

The craftsmen agreed one after another.

"Master Cheng is right. We will not compete with such a person who wastes human life."

"As a craftsman, if you can't guarantee the safety of the things you make, you are not a qualified craftsman at all."

Zhao Helun, the Minister of Industry in Yanjing, quickly stepped forward to act as peacemaker.

"What are you doing, do you guys want to rebel? Although the prince's students wrote a bit exaggerated, it's not your turn to question. What? Do you still want the prince to try for himself, whether you can rebel in three months?

Are you coming out of the bridge?"

"What the prince's student just said makes sense to me. You losers can't do it. Don't think that others can't do it too."

Zhu Han felt that Zhao Helun had entered the wrong profession. If he practiced martial arts, he might become a martial arts master like Zhang Sanfeng.

This set of Tai Chi is simply superb.

Zhu Han didn't use his status as a prince to pressure others, he just looked at them with a smile.

At the beginning, the craftsmen were very angry and said anything.

If Zhu Han hadn't been so noble as a prince, I'm afraid someone would have directly greeted his eighteenth generation ancestor.

As time went by, the voices of the craftsmen gradually became smaller and smaller, and soon fell into silence again.

"Have you finished talking?" Zhu Han said with a smile.

The craftsmen looked at each other, and for a moment they were a little confused as to what kind of medicine the King of England was selling in his gourd.

Originally, when the students at Huangzhuang heard Cheng Jin and the craftsmen questioning Zhu Han, they subconsciously wanted to refute their remarks. Before they could speak, they were glared back by Zhu Han.

Zhu Han stood up from his chair and looked down at Cheng Jin and the craftsmen.

"Do you think my students are exaggerating?"

Many officials and craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhu Han.

There are also a small number of people who are not afraid of Zhu Han's power at all.

For example, Cheng Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry.

He raised his head and met Zhu Han's gaze without hesitation: "Xiaguan is just seeking truth from facts. I have never heard of it since ancient times that a 100-meter bridge can be built in three months."

"If it really exists, I'm afraid only the legendary gods and immortals can do it."

Zhang Yunjie snorted coldly: "That's because you are ignorant. Since you don't believe it, we are here to prove it to you!"

Cement has always been used in the south. Although officials in the north know something about it, they don't know it in detail.

They don't know how powerful cement is, but Zhu Han's students know it very well, so naturally they won't be afraid to verify it on the spot.

"It's not necessary." Before Cheng Jin and others agreed to verify, Zhu Han decisively refused.

Liu Shenhong, Zhang Yunjie, and the students at Huangzhuang were all deceived.

What's going on?

Could it be that my prince took the wrong medicine?

It's just to prove the strength of cement, it's not a big deal at all?

Why did my prince refuse?

Zhao Heting, the Minister of Household Affairs in Yanjing, Cheng Jin, the left minister, and others despised him.

Pack!

Just keep pretending.

Something that clearly doesn't exist can still be pretended to be real.

Is this because he was afraid that those students would find it difficult to refuse, so His Royal Highness spoke in person?

For the sake of his students, he even gave up the dignity of the prince. This is really a big deal.

Cheng Jin's proud chin almost lifted to the sky.

Those craftsmen and the like are totally unreliable, they are just a bunch of trash who only know how to work hard.

Those who can really turn the tide are their scholars.

If he, Cheng Jin, hadn't found the flaw in King Ying and his colleagues, the Yanjing Ministry of Industry and their craftsmen would have been disgraced today.

"Since it is not convenient for the prince to show it, then the official will not force it. The official also understands that a treasure that can build a bridge in three months must be of great value. It is normal that the prince does not want to show it to others easily."

"Let's just consider our Yanjing Ministry of Industry as losing in this battle."

pretty!

Cheng Jin gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Neither humble nor arrogant, advance and retreat in a measured manner.

Not only did he regain face for the Yanjing Ministry of Industry, but he also left a trace of face for His Royal Highness, without completely offending the prince to death.

A talent like me should go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. It would be too unfair to stay in the Ministry of Work.

Zhao Helun secretly gave him a look of approval: "Well done."

Officials from the Ministry of Industry also felt proud.

"It's a pity that I can't see the materials that can build a bridge in three months."

"It seems that I am not lucky enough to have this fate."

The reaction of the craftsmen was similar, and they all regretted that they could not see this kind of construction material.

However, their mentality is completely different from that of officials.

The officials didn't believe it because they were mocking the students at Huangzhuang.

It's really a pity that the craftsmen don't believe it. They also hope that this kind of material can exist in the world.

Seeing that Zhu Han's expression seemed to be a little off, Zhao Helun quickly comforted him: "These guys are short-sighted and cannot understand the prince's intentions. You must not be as knowledgeable as them."

Little did he know that Zhu Han was not angry with the officials of the Ministry of Works, but with the craftsmen.

In order to build Yanjing, the cement has obviously been shipped here.

Whenever they use snacks, it is impossible not to know the function of cement.

Among so many people, no one really cares about those projects.

"Forget it." Zhu Han sighed helplessly. He didn't bother to waste words and just slapped them in the face with reality.
To be continued...