After arriving at the office room of Bureau Chief Wang Fu, Zongwei Shen Yu knocked on the door at Zhao Hongrun's signal.
Immediately, the voice of Wang Fu, the Chief of the Smelting Bureau, came from inside the house: "Please come in."
Compared to a few years ago, Wang Fu, the Chief of Staff of the Metallurgical and Manufacturing Bureau, had gradually become a bit more majestic and energetic in his tone. He still looked like he was pointed at and scolded by Zheng Jin, a lieutenant of the Military and Manufacturing Bureau. Lord Silang.
Zhao Hongrun pushed the door open and walked in.
At the same time, Wang Fu, the Chief of the Metallurgical Bureau, was sitting behind the desk in the room, holding a pen in his hand and seemed to be writing something.
When he saw Zhao Hongrun pushing the door open, Wang Fu looked startled. He quickly dropped his pen, stood up and walked quickly to Zhao Hongrun. He bowed his hands and said, "I pay homage to His Highness Prince Su. I congratulate His Highness Prince Su on his escape."
It seems that the incident in Zongfu has really spread to everyone...
Zhao Hongrun muttered to himself, waved his hand casually and said, "No courtesy."
After that, he looked around, then pointed to a corner of the room, frowned and asked: "Where are the tables here? And where are the clerks?"
Wang Fu shrank his head and said cautiously: "Moved to the next door... More than a dozen people crowded into one room, this is a bit... a bit..."
…
Zhao Hongrun glanced at Wang Fu indifferently and asked without comment: "Isn't the room next door where Lang Guan Chen (Dang) works?"
Wang Fu licked his lips, and while secretly glancing at Zhao Hongrun's face, he said cautiously: "Chen Langguan... has moved to another place."
"where?"
"Uh... years ago, several large houses were built in the department..." Feeling Zhao Hongrun's eyes getting colder and colder, Wang Fu broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.
"..." Zhao Hongrun shook his head slightly.
Back in the day, when the Metallurgical Bureau was poor, there were often more than a dozen people working in one room.
Take Zhao Hongrun's room as an example. In fact, the inner room is where he works. As for the outer room, there are two long tables where more than a dozen clerks work, so that they can prepare the design sketches drawn by Zhao Hongrun at any time. , draw it into a more standardized and standardized drawing, and finally study together how to design the weapons on this drawing better.
For example, the catapults and repeating crossbows that shined so brightly in the Battle of Sanchuan were both born in extremely crude circumstances.
Nowadays, the Metallurgical Bureau is no longer as embarrassed as it was in the past. No, Wang Fu, the bureau chief, has occupied a room alone. The inner room is for working and the outer room seems to be used for entertaining guests.
It is undeniable that it has become tainted with some bureaucracy. It is no longer the Smelting Bureau of the past, but a pure R&D department.
"Huh, seats, tea sets... the facilities for entertaining guests are quite complete."
After speaking lightly, Zhao Hongrun picked up a ceramic teapot on the table next to him, looked at it for a while, and said calmly: "It looks like the price is not low...bought it new?"
"Uh, yes, yes..." Wang Fu repeatedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.
"Where did that clay teapot go?"
"Broken... broken, accidentally broken..." Wang Fu licked his dry lips and said carefully.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongrun glanced at Wang Fu and saw a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and then said casually: "Spend more energy on the affairs of the Department. The screws, nuts, and other things I want, until now I don’t have a clue yet.”
"Yes, I will definitely step up this matter..." Wang Fu quickly said with his hands in hand.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun said nothing more.
In fact, it was not that he couldn't understand that Wang Fu would use part of it to improve the facilities and conditions within the department. After all, the Metallurgical Bureau was no longer as poor as it had been in the past. It was not a big deal to spend some money to improve the office buildings of the officials.
thing.
Who doesn’t want to work in a spacious, comfortable room?
And Zhao Hongrun mentioned it this time, just to beat Wang Fu to prevent him from spending too much money on improving the facilities and buildings in the department. You must know that the money was the money he, Zhao Hongrun, invested in the Smelting Bureau.
If it was used to build more workshops, furnaces, and improve moulds, Zhao Hongrun would not feel bad at all, but if it was used to blindly enlarge the rooms where officials work, Zhao Hongrun would not tolerate it.
Therefore, before leaving Daliang, Zhao Hongrun had to give Wang Fu a hard time. After all, in his opinion, Wang Fu, the now proud and proud Chief of the Bureau, gradually had his tail turned upward due to his gradual rise in the status of the Smelting Bureau.
If Zhao Hongrun didn't beat him up before leaving Daliang, and Zhao Hongrun left Daliang a few days later and rushed to Shangshui, who else in this Smelting Bureau could control him?
Under Wang Fu's relieved gaze, Zhao Hongrun finally put down the exquisite ceramic teapot, came to the chair where the former was sitting, and sat down.
After sitting down, Zhao Hongrun found a few pieces of paper spread out on the table, so he picked them up and took a look at them.
What pleased him was that these pictures seemed to be the design drawings of the river port in Bolangsha, rather than some random things that he didn't want to see.
"Did it come from Chen (Dang) Langguan?"
Zhao Hongrun asked casually.
"Yes." Wang Fugong cupped his hands and said seriously: "During the construction, Chen Langguan discovered that the topography of several places in Bolangsha was inconsistent with our original estimate. Therefore, he proposed to change the river port..." As he said this,
, he took two steps closer, pointed at several places on the drawing, and added
"It's mainly here, here, and here. After the copper piles were driven down, the mud under the river shifted, causing the copper piles to tilt. In desperation, Mr. Chen had no choice but to ask people to drag the copper piles ashore again."
…I went back and forth several times, but still failed to achieve the desired results.”
Chen Dan is the Langguan of the Metallurgical Bureau. He is not as eloquent as Wang Fu. He is even a bit insensitive and will stutter when he is nervous. However, he is a conscientious and hard-working official who works very carefully. Therefore, Zhao Hongrun
Chen Dan was ordered to take full charge of the ten-year project of Bolangsha River Port.
It would be nice if there was cement...
Zhao Hongrun had a headache.
It is undeniable that if Zhao Hongrun can produce cement, the construction period of Bolangsha River Port can be shortened by at least half. However, it is a pity that the Metallurgical and Manufacturing Bureau has not yet discovered lime ore and tuff, the two most important raw materials for making cement.
.
There is no way, after all, lime ore and tuff are not as conspicuous as iron ore, gold or silver ore, so sometimes some Wei people will only regard them as stones with no use value when they encounter them. After all, lime ore and tuff are too loose.
If it is brittle, it will be rejected even if it is treated as stone.
"Just follow Chen Dan's wishes."
After carefully looking at the drawings, Zhao Hongrun nodded and said.
When he opened his mouth, Wang Fu dared not to obey, and said quickly: "Yes, I will ask someone to inform Chen Langguan later."
"Hmm." Zhao Hongrun nodded, casually put the drawings aside, then looked at Wang Fu and asked: "Wang Fu, I want to ask you, a few days ago, the Smelting Bureau announced a shutdown, what happened?
thing?"
Wang Fu was stunned for a moment, and then said cautiously: "I thought this would help His Highness get out of trouble..."
He did not continue because he already knew Zhao Hongrun's attitude towards this. After all, that day, Zhao Hongrun invited Li Zheng, the president of the Third Guard Army who went to visit him, to visit the Smelting Bureau in person and ordered Wang Fu not to use it.
The Metallurgical and Manufacturing Bureau suspended operations.
"Are you giving me eye drops?" Zhao Hongrun frowned and said, "How capable you are of coercing the imperial court!... You actually dare to unite the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Ministry of Industry to present a memorial to the Chui Gong Palace?"
Although Wang Fu didn't understand the words, he did understand the following words, and quickly explained: "Don't be surprised, Prince Su. Your Majesty did not intend to do this, but... His Majesty secretly released the news, saying that the sect
The government wants to target His Highness..."
"Wait a minute." Zhao Hongrun heard something was wrong, and immediately interrupted Wang Fu's words, frowned and asked: "Father secretly released the news? What do you mean?"
It’s no wonder, after all, Zhao Hongrun was still imprisoned in the clan at that time. He didn’t know that Emperor Wei’s eunuch secretly spread the rumor that the clan wanted to leave King Su, who was the greatest contributor to this incident, and marry Yicheng because of the incident in Sanchuan.
The domestic aristocratic forces headed by King Ling and others reached a private agreement.
So, Wang Fu recounted the events of that day, and finally said: "That's why, in fact, Your Majesty is not resentful that His Highness Prince Su was detained by the clan, but he just didn't have the chance to intervene. Therefore,
Your Majesty's move is just to push things along, so that His Majesty will have an excuse to interfere in this matter..."
"..." Zhao Hongrun looked at Wang Fu in surprise when he heard this, because after thinking about it carefully, he really felt that Wang Fu's words made sense.
The most obvious thing is that if they had not figured out the holy will of Emperor Wei, like Li Huan, the Minister of the Ministry of War, and Li Liang, the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, would they have taken the risk to increase the momentum of the Smelting Bureau?
You must know that Cao Zhi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, is indifferent to him, because this old man is about to resign and retire, and he has a good relationship with Zhao Hongrun. Even taking a risk is nothing, but Li Huan, he has not yet
As for the idea of resigning and retiring, let alone Li Liang, he was only in his forties, which was the time when he was developing his grand ambitions.
"Who... can give you some advice?" Zhao Hongrun frowned and looked at Wang Fu. After all, although Wang Fu was eloquent, his intelligence should not be enough to see through such a thing at a glance.
"His Royal Highness Prince Su's words...couldn't it be that the official came up with it himself?" Wang Fu looked ashamed, but he still took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zhao Hongrun.
It was the letter that Jie Ziyu, a native of Shangshui Chu, handed to the Smelting Bureau through the hand of a child.
Zhao Hongrun opened the letter and took a few glances, only to see that the letter analyzed various situations of the day in detail. For example, Emperor Wei lacked a suitable opportunity to intervene in the matter, and if the Smelting Bureau used the lack of money as an excuse to announce a suspension of work, it would
This coercion of the clan will not cause criticism, etc.
This person...has a very good eye!
Zhao Hongrun secretly praised him. After all, he could sternly guarantee that the rumor was spread by his father Emperor Wei secretly. How many people in the government and the public could do that?
There may be a few people in the government and the public who are surprised by the rumor that suddenly spread throughout the city, and may even suspect Emperor Wei, but there are absolutely few people who can analyze and make sense of every word like the owner of this letter.
Who could it be?
Zhao Hongrun took a deep look at the flowing and elegant fonts on the letter paper. On the one hand, Zhao Hongrun secretly kept it in mind, but on the other hand, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
He felt that it was necessary for him to recruit some followers, who were as resourceful as the owner of this letter. (To be continued.)