Chapter 439: Entering the Palace to Face the Holy Spirit
When Ling Yun got home, he went to the blacksmith's room. It was still very lively there, and the number of people there increased from the original four to eight people now.
Due to the lack of manpower and keeping the fan technology secret, the four additional people were all family members of the first four people, some of whom were sons and some were nephews...
All in all, they are all their relatives, which is why Ling Yun agreed to let them in.
Ling Yun was mentally prepared to use this fan to make a lot of money in the capital. Considering the confidentiality of the technology, he signed a confidentiality agreement with these eight people.
Ling Yun had cashed in the reward of four 10 taels of silver, but only 10 taels of silver was not enough to make them work so hard, because Ling Yun had once again promised them that as long as they were willing to work hard, he would never owe them anything.
In fact, with Li Chengyou's identity, even if they were not given extra silver rewards, they would not dare to make mistakes, because they were carpenters raised by Li Chengyou's family, and in order to make them work harder, the only thing Ling Yun could do was to give them money.
, although this approach is simple and crude, the effect is extremely obvious.
In the past, with four people, it was almost one machine every two days. Now, with eight people, one machine a day is no problem at all. Especially after mastering it, the speed can be said to be increasing day by day.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, one of them stepped forward and said, "Master Yun, I have something to tell you."
Because of the fan thing, I have become familiar with these people over time.
The person who spoke was named Zhang Datao, and he was the eldest in the team. Usually when the team had something to do, they would push Zhang Datao out to speak.
On weekdays, nothing happens to them. Whenever something happens, Zhang Datao comes to see him.
So when Zhang Datao said that he had something to do, Ling Yun just paused for a moment and then said, "Uncle Zhang, if you have something to say, just tell me. I'm listening, kid!"
Zhang Datao knew what was in front of him. He had a very good temper and was not arrogant at all. Especially after he got acquainted with them, he would always call them uncle or brother when he greeted them. At first, they were at a loss. As time went by,
, and I gradually got used to it.
Because as time went by, they all knew that he was not calling like that just for show, but that he was calling like that out of habit, so they were no longer worried.
But when they were accustomed to this kind of address, one day they suddenly had a sudden impulse and asked Uncle Lai about the details of Ling Yun.
The young man in front of them, who seemed to be sixteen or seventeen years old, turned out to be a fifth-rank official in the imperial court, and he was also the number one scholar. Everyone was frightened.
Fortunately, Uncle Lai enlightened him and said that Ling Yun would not make things difficult for others at will, and besides, he had a good temper, so if he knew his identity, everything would be fine as usual!
After Uncle Lai's words, they were not so scared. However, for several days in a row, they behaved more well-behaved than before in front of Ling Yun. However, as time went by, they got used to it.
"Why!"
Zhang Datao said "Hey", kept waving his head, hesitated for a long time, and finally said sheepishly, "Master Yun, then... can the eight of us also buy one... buy a fan?"
After saying that, he was worried that Ling Yun would be angry, so he hurriedly explained, "Master Yun, we are not paying for it for free, can you see it?"
"oh!"
Ling Yun nodded thoughtfully, smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Zhang, I was just about to tell you about this, but I didn't expect you to speak out first."
At first glance, Zhang Datao said emotionally, "So... so, Master Yun, do you agree?"
Ling Yun shook his head, and Zhang Datao's face suddenly turned pale, as if he was extremely happy and sad.
"Uncle Zhang, don't be sad first. My original intention is that you can each take one back. No money is required. However, there are some rules here. You just need to abide by them!"
"Wha...what? You...Master Yun, you mean, we...we can take it for free."
Ling Yun smiled and nodded.
Zhang Datao suddenly felt that his mood was like a roller coaster. It was going up and down. When he suddenly heard that no money was required, he was at a loss and didn't know what to do. He just hesitated and said, "This... how can this be so embarrassing?"
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"It doesn't matter, these are all the benefits you deserve, but the ugly thing is up front, there are eight of you, each of you can get one fan, but you can't sell it, no matter how much you pay, and you can't let outsiders know, anyway, we are the same as you
As I said before, the fan technology must not be leaked."
Ling Yun's voice was very soft at first, but toward the end, his tone became more and more serious. Zhang Datao, who pricked up his ears, understood the meaning.
So he patted his chest and vowed, "Master Yun, please rest assured that even if this fan is broken and buried in the ground, we people will not leak it, otherwise we have no conscience."
After hearing the guarantee, Ling Yun smiled. You can't blame him for being cautious. In order to achieve the purpose of buying a yard, he couldn't tolerate any mistakes.
Just after talking to Zhang Datao, before he could go in to take a look, he was stopped by Uncle Lai. The reason why Uncle Lai came to see him was because someone from the palace wanted him to go there quickly.
Ling Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he had so many thoughts.
On the way back, he realized that it was Emperor Qianxi who had summoned him to the palace.
"Ling Yun, a humble minister, has met your majesty. Long live my emperor. Long live the emperor."
In the imperial study room, Ling Yun knelt on the ground, thinking wildly in his mind. He wanted to know why Emperor Qianxi suddenly summoned him.
When Emperor Qianxi saw the person coming, he said in a low voice, "Yes! He's here, get up!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Ling Yun stood up and waited silently.
Emperor Qianxi said again, "Do you know why I came to you?"
Ling Yun naturally couldn't guess, but according to his guess, it would definitely not be a bad thing, and he felt that it was probably the fan's fault.
Could it be that he wanted to reward him because of the fan? As soon as this idea came up, he quickly threw it away.
It is impossible for the stingy Emperor Qianxi to reward him. The one thousand taels he owes him has not been paid yet, so don't even think about giving him a silver reward. At most, he can just give him some cakes or fruits from the palace to reward him.
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As for the rest, I don’t dare to have any extravagant expectations.
So Ling Yun replied, "I don't know, please let your Majesty make it clear."
"I am very pleased that you donated the fan to me today. However, although this fan is good, there is only one. It is a pity, it is a pity!"
As soon as Emperor Qianxi said these words, Ling Yun suddenly realized that when he was summoned to the palace this time, he was not given a reward, but wanted fans. And judging from his tone, it was as simple as two rather than one.
Since Emperor Qianxi had needs, he had to show that he was in great difficulty, so that he could let him know how difficult it was for him and give him a chance to bargain.
"Your Majesty, the production of this fan is extremely complex, and Wei Chen is also powerless, but I will definitely try my best to make it. As long as it is done well, Wei Chen will definitely present it to Your Majesty."
When Emperor Qianxi heard this, he beamed with joy. He thought to himself that this boy was really good, so he praised him, "Ling Aiqing, it is rare to have such a heart. You are worthy of being the number one scholar in my favor."