"You are very well prepared." Zhu Han sneered disdainfully.
These guys really put a lot of thought into preventing so-called leaks.
Zhao Helun quickly handed over his hands and said: "Xiaoguan and others, this is also to allow the prince's students to get rid of the suspicion of cheating. This is done as a last resort. Please don't blame me."
"Damn it!" Zhu Han was really impressed by this Minister of Industry in Yanjing.
He is indeed a person who can sneak into the minister's office. His face is as thick as a city wall.
How can you still say this when you are so shameless?
Personal talent!
After learning about the questions raised by the craftsmen from the Ministry of Works, the students at Huangzhuang immediately began to calculate nervously.
Many officials and craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry were gloating about the misfortune.
"These people are really good at pretending. Look at how busy they are, as if they can really figure it out."
"If those ghost-drawing talismans were really useful, I would eat the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests on the spot."
"Eh... you can't say that. They came all the way here to show off to us. We can't be too disrespectful, otherwise wouldn't it be a slap in the face of His Majesty the King of England? They won't be able to figure it out after a while.
, we can’t laugh at them.”
The officials from the Ministry of Industry burst into laughter.
Calculating the amount of work for the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests is much slower than calculating a stone bridge.
After all, Shiqiao basically only needs to calculate the materials.
But the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests is different. This kind of palace with special functions not only has requirements in terms of shape, but also clearly stipulates the various materials used, and the required quantities are large.
"Senior Brother Zhang, I have a number here that doesn't seem right. Could you please help me take a look." A student from Huangzhuang said with a frown.
Zhang Yunjie hurried over, glanced up and down, and pointed to a calculation result on the papyrus paper: "The calculation here is wrong. You have to calculate according to the regulations of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, not the Ming Dynasty."'
The Huangzhuang student suddenly slapped his head, and Huang Rang realized: "Yes, why didn't I think of that?"
Then he stopped talking to Zhang Yunjie and continued to bury his head in calculations.
Zhang Yunjie's arithmetic ability is the best among all the students who graduated from Huangzhuang.
Anyone who felt that his calculation was wrong was asked for his opinion, which made Zhang Yunjie very busy for a while.
This time, their calculation time was indeed a little long. For more than half an hour, the students in Huangzhuang were still busy. Moreover, they didn't know how long they would have to calculate.
The personnel and craftsmen of the Yanjing Ministry of Industry began to complain again.
"Will it work or not?"
"It's just a pretense, why does it take so long?"
"If you can't figure it out, just admit defeat quickly."
Zhao Helun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, said insinuatingly: "Your Majesty, the weather is hot now. The students have been in the sun for so long, will there be any problems?"
"If something goes wrong with these future talents of the Ming Dynasty because of this trivial matter, we at the Ministry of Industry will become the eternal sinners of our Ming Dynasty."
It seems that he is distressed, but in fact he is urging Zhu Han, if it doesn't work, stop holding on and surrender as soon as possible.
"We must make them give up completely, otherwise, they will definitely be unconvinced. It doesn't matter, I don't have anything to do today. I want to see how long these little bastards are going to keep going."
Zhao Helun vomited blood directly, and His Royal Highness was uneasy about playing tricks.
He, the prince, said that he would wait here, what else could anyone else say?
No matter how rich others are, they can't compare to the noble prince.
"Your Royal Highness, you must not do this! We, the people, are just waiting here. We cannot let your precious body be harmed, Your Highness."
Zhu Han laughed and said, "I am not a man of wealth. Before I rebelled against my brother, I was still in the Huangjue Temple. I was just an ordinary person."
Anyway, there was nothing to do. Zhu Han, who was idle and bored, was quarreling with Zhao Helun word by word.
The students of Huangzhuang were ridiculed by the officials and craftsmen of the Ministry of Works.
It took more than two hours to finally complete all the materials, labor and construction time required to build the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.
It was already late when Zhang Yunjie handed in his answers.
That is around one o'clock noon now.
Many people from the Ministry of Engineering had their stomachs growling. Naturally, they became more and more dissatisfied with the students at Huangzhuang.
"Today is an eye-opener. For the first time, I discovered that someone can pretend for so long."
"Don't say that. It's very hard for people. It's not easy to work here for more than two hours under the sun."
"Hurry up and announce the results. After we win, let's go get something to eat."
Zhao Helun, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, took a look at the answer.
It’s almost the same as last time. Many of the above data give a certain range.
He didn't pay much attention to the others, but when he saw one of them, he was suddenly in a trance.
"It is estimated that 24,000 to 25,000 glazed tiles will be used to build the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests."
The reason why he is so sensitive to this data is that when the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests was built, Zhao Helun was involved in the procurement of glazed tiles.
Although it happened many years ago and I don’t remember it clearly now, it should be similar to this number.
"Isn't this...impossible?"
Zhao Helun looked at Zhang Yunjie and the students at Huangzhuang in the distance in disbelief.
A guess could not help but arise in his heart that he himself could not believe. Could it be that... these students can really calculate it and are not just pretending?
When Zhu Han saw Zhao Helun in a daze, he naturally knew what was going on. He reminded him with a smile but not a smile: "Master Shangshu, don't be stunned, hurry up and announce the answer. We have been waiting for this."
Zhao Helun came back to his senses and realized that everyone was looking at him eagerly.
Although he felt that something might be a little bad this time, it was impossible for him to do anything anymore.
I can only laugh dryly and let the officials from the Ministry of Industry announce the answer.
"The materials required to build the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests are 2,700 to 28.5 million kilograms of white marble, 28 golden nanmu beams and columns, glazed tiles..."
When he just heard about the required quantity of white marble, Mr. Wei, who came up with the question, his mind immediately exploded.
The Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests is the largest and most splendid building he has ever worked on in his life.
To this day, even though he has become so old that he has forgotten many things, he is still very familiar with the data of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.
Thirty-eight meters high, area...
Many of the data calculated by Huangzhuang students were similar to what he remembered.
After the official from the Ministry of Industry read out the answer, everyone's eyes were focused on Mr. Wei's face.
When they saw Mr. Wei's livid face, everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble.
"Mr. Wei... are their calculations accurate?"
"You will know soon." Mr. Wei swallowed hard.
Just now, he had written his answer to the officials of the Ministry of Industry. At the same time, in order to prevent leaks, except for a few people, most of the craftsmen did not know the specific data.
After the initial surprise, Mr. Wei became extremely curious about the students in Huangzhuang.
As the world's top craftsman, it is not impossible for him to take a look at a building and roughly estimate the materials and labor required.
But even he couldn't calculate these data as accurately as the students at Huangzhuang.
Soon, the officials from the Ministry of Industry also finished reading Mr. Wei's answers.
quiet!
They seemed to be able to hear clearly the sound of the majestic rolling of leaves at the competition site.
Although the answers given by the Huangzhuang students are not entirely correct.
But even if there are a few numbers that are not within the range given by Huangzhuang students, the difference in the results is not too big.
"How on earth is this kind of thing done?"
"No matter how they did it, at least it shouldn't be cheating this time. Only Mr. Wei knows those data."
"If it's not cheating, then do they still know magic?"
Face hurts.
A group of world-famous craftsmen are even worse than children.
This face can be said to be a shame at grandma's house.
Especially the official from the Ministry of Industry who previously said that if the students of Huangzhuang could calculate the data, he would eat the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. Now he is even more eager to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Zhao Helun had long expected that this result might occur, so he was not too surprised.
He forced a smile and said: "He is indeed a person trained by the prince. He indeed has extraordinary abilities. I admire him."
"Your Majesty, it's getting late now, why don't we have a meal first, and wait until everyone is full and full before proceeding to the next competition?"
"Okay!" Zhu Han agreed happily. He hadn't eaten yet at noon.
People from the Yanjing Ministry of Industry, of course, forgot about the existence of the Huangzhuang students.
He took care of himself and arranged for cooks to prepare meals for officials from the Ministry of Works and craftsmen.
Zhu Han was already prepared for this kind of differential treatment.
No matter what his real thoughts are, to these people in Yanjing, they are just here to ruin their jobs.
Of course, it was impossible to have a good attitude towards them. So Zhu Han had already informed people and ordered a banquet at the best restaurant in Yanjing, and it happened to be delivered at this time.
Everyone here eats the same food. Even if Zhu Hangui is the prince, he will not eat one more dish than the students of Huangzhuang.
In comparison, the Ministry of Industry seems to be very hierarchical.
The high-ranking officials such as the Minister of Finance and the Minister were seated according to their rank, and the tables were filled with delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Officials with lower grades were not only seated closely together, but the food they ate was also much different.
When it comes to craftsmen, the treatment is even worse.
There is more or less some meat in the dishes of the master craftsmen, while the ordinary craftsmen basically have two vegetarian dishes, and each person is given two steamed buns.
Zhu Han shook his head when he saw this. This is also one of the biggest shortcomings of Confucian culture.
Everything is of inferior quality, but reading is of high quality.
These feudal bureaucrats, from the bottom of their hearts, do not pay attention to craftsmen.
Even the officials from the Ministry of Industry, who deal with craftsmen all day long, have this attitude towards craftsmen, let alone officials from other departments of the imperial court.
This situation must be changed.
But before that, he had to suppress the pride of these craftsmen.
After lunch, the competition between Huangzhuang's students and craftsmen continued.
The competition in the morning really made these craftsmen feel a little overwhelmed.
After working as craftsmen all their lives, they are worse than a group of students.
But that's it.
When they thought about the content of the second competition, the craftsmen's confidence returned again.
In the second round, the competition was about construction skills.
This is what the craftsmen do for a living. If they can lose even at this, then they might as well just die.
"Zhao Shangshu, according to the previous rules, we draw lots for a project, and then make questions based on this project."
"Originally, the competition was about building a bridge, but now it seems that the officials and craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry seem to think that my students are suspected of cheating."
"If that's the case, how about re-drawing lots to determine the events in the afternoon game? That would be fairer."
Whether it is Zhao Helun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, or the officials and craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry.
They all felt like their faces were being slapped.
It's so embarrassing.
In the morning, they vowed to accuse the Huangzhuang students of cheating, forcing the students to have another rematch.
It turns out that Huangzhuang students don't need to cheat at all.
The students can easily calculate the materials and labor required for the construction of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, which is hundreds or thousands of times more complex than ordinary bridges.
Isn’t it easy to calculate an ordinary bridge? There is no need to cheat at all.
"Your Majesty, I have some things that I don't understand. I would like to ask Your Majesty to help me clarify my doubts." Cheng Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry in Yanjing, stood up and said respectfully.
Zhao Helun was furious: "Shut up! Who do you think you are? You deserve to be answered by the prince, why don't you get out."
Cheng Jin naturally refused to leave, and still insisted: "Master Shangshu, since it is a competition, it must be fair. We can't let the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry lose in an unknown way, right?"
Okay, these two guys, one is pretending to be a red face, and the other is pretending to be a white face.
Before Zhu Han could speak, he was already roasting on the fire.
If Cheng Jin doesn't respond, his students will definitely be slandered as cheating by those who want to win the test.
Zhu Han didn't care what the officials thought, he didn't want the craftsmen to have any misunderstandings.
"It's okay!" Zhu Han interrupted Zhao Helun's reprimand with a smile: "I hope that this competition will be fair and just. No matter who you are, if you have any questions, just ask."
"Hey! The lower official is incompetent and can't control these lawless guys, so he still asks the prince to punish him." Zhao Helun calmly threw the pot away.
This is to tell Zhu Han that this matter has nothing to do with me. I am just incompetent and can't control my subordinates. If you are angry, Your Majesty, you can kill this left servant Cheng Jin.
"Cheng Jin, right?" Zhu Han narrowed his eyes: "If you have any questions, just ask, I can answer your questions now."
