The prince and Bai Li took people to summon the bar.

Only Chen Ji and Chen Wenzong were standing side by side at the entrance of the kiln factory. A man was covered in dust and could even shake his head and some dust would fall, like a local dog.

One person dressed like snow, like the protagonist in all the stories.

Chen Wenzong frowned and looked at Chen Ji, who was happy, and didn't know what his gangster was happy about: "Chen Ji, I see that you arranged things in an orderly manner and had clear ideas. You are actually a very smart person, how can you be willing to join these muddy?"

While patting the dust on his body, Chen Ji responded with a disregarded smile: "I am very happy today. You don't like this dilapidated kiln factory or this dirty business, but the more I look at it, the more I like it."

Because, for the first time Chen Ji was able to have something of his own in this world.

"Do you want to make some money?" Chen Wenzong was wrong: "Although the concubine's son cannot inherit the family business, when the family is separated, I will definitely give you some livelihood. As long as you are lost, you are willing to study hard and participate in the imperial examination, how can I sit still and wait for you to endure hunger?"

Chen Ji patted Chen Wenzong on the shoulder happily, left a black mark on the other party's white long gown, and joked: "Brother, you are actually a good person, but I am really not the material that reads the scriptures, and it is more suitable for working hard and farming and burning kilns."

Chen Wenzong took a step back to the left, but he still did not avoid the black palm prints. He frowned and said, "The Master said: If this is the case, then the people from all directions will come to bear their sons. How can they use crops?"

Chen Ji was stunned for a moment: "What does it mean?"

Chen Wenzong explained: "The most sage teacher said that if the superiors uphold etiquette and integrity, the people will naturally bring their children to surrender. How can they farm themselves? Going to farm and work by themselves is the worst strategy. In order to learn, we should become a role model in the world, and we will naturally follow them."

Chen Ji looked at Chen Wenzong silently. He didn't know much about Confucian culture, so he didn't know how to use the meaning of the scriptures to refute the brother's thoughts.

At this time, Bai Li's voice came from afar: "Chen Ji, I have found someone who can change the kiln. They said that they built the kilns in Liujiatun, and they can help us."

But Bai Li was following an old man with a hunchbacked man, with a long pipe around his waist, and a bag of tobacco was shaking around his waist like a purse.

Behind the old man, there were seven strong men.

As they were getting closer, the hunchbacked old man stood at the entrance of the kiln factory, pressing the tobacco into the tobacco pot while looking at Chen Ji: "Are you the person in charge here?"

Chen Ji said calmly: "Well, I am."

The hunchbacked old man said slowly: "The entire Liujiatun kiln was built by our Liu family. If you want to build a kiln, you will give you 200 taels of silver first. During the construction of the kiln, four kilograms of white flour, one kilogram of meat, and two kilograms of good wine every day."

"What?" the prince widened his eyes.

The hunchbacked old man looked up at him and said expressionlessly: "This is the rule of Liujiatun's business. Except for our Liu family, others will not pile up the skills of half-rolling flame kilns, and they will not dare to pile up the kilns for you."

Chen Ji asked in confusion: "People from Liu Ge Lao Liu's family?"

Behind the hunchbacked old man, a strong man smiled and said, "I have some insight."

Chen Ji thought for a moment: "Please go back, please don't have that much money on us. We have almost spent all our savings on this kiln factory."

The hunchbacked old man turned around and left without saying a word: "I figured it out, I can come to me again at any time."

Chen Ji looked at his departure back: "No wonder Lao Zhou was in a hurry to sell this kiln factory, no wonder he only had a simple simplified shengyan kiln in this broken kiln factory. These days, he has done some business, and the local snake has peeled a layer of skin and the government has peeled a layer of skin."

Bai Li said, "What should we do? Sorry, I don't know that they are local snakes who are priced at here and shouldn't have brought them here."

Chen Ji said calmly: "Do it yourself. Without them, we can build a kiln. He will pile a half-rolled kiln, so I will pile a kiln with all-rolled flames."

Give them a little shock.

Several people walked towards the kiln, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Wenzong: "Brother, we are not equipped with enough people, come and help us with the help?"

Chen Wenzong stood there and was silent for a long time. He looked at the group of dirt-faced people in front of him, then looked at the earthen kiln behind them, and immediately took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Ji: "Sorry, the day after tomorrow, I can't delay here for too long. I went out in a hurry and didn't bring much money. I can only respond to your emergency first. If it is not enough, I will send some servants to send them tomorrow."

Chen Ji stuffed the silver ingot back into Chen Wenzong's hand, took a step back and bowed: "Then I wish my brother a success and a senior high school success!"

After saying that, he led the prince and the princess to demolish the kiln without looking back.

Chen Wenzong looked down at the silver ingot in his hand, and wanted to say something for a moment, but he didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, he put the silver ingot back into his sleeve, turned around and turned out of the yard and turned over to the horse. When he came, he apologized, but he didn't say anything.

Amid the sound of breaking the kiln, the white horse returned.

...

...

Liang Maoer made great efforts, but when he saw him swinging the hammer, he destroyed the old kiln without any effort. While transporting construction waste, Chen Ji exclaimed: "Brother Maoer is not as big as Bai Chang!"

Liang Maoer was a little embarrassed: "I can finally put some effort into raising troops for a thousand days."

Chen Ji looked at the prince and the princess: "I'm a little curious. Why are the prince and the princess willing to do these dirty and tiring work? Look, my brother doesn't want to get involved in these things."

The prince laughed happily and said, "It's okay to do it occasionally. If you really let me do this every day, I have to run away!"

Chen Ji sighed: "I always feel that King Jing is very different from other officials. He seems to..."

Princess Baili thought for a while and said, "Mother said that my father has suffered hardships since he was a child, so he is naturally different from other vassal kings."

"oh?"

"I heard from my mother that my father was driven to Yueci'an in the suburbs of Beijing with his biological mother not long after he was born."

Chen Ji was stunned: "Generally, even if the mother makes a mistake and is expelled from the palace, she will only go to the mother to keep her son, and will not drive her out of the palace together."

Bai Li explained: "The former emperor's seventy-nine sons, and the battle for the throne was extremely fierce. I don't know what happened, but I only know that many princes and their biological mothers were kicked out of the inner palace and died one after another. My father's biological mother also died strangely in Yueci's temple the second year after he arrived at Yueci's temple. My father was only one year old at that time, and it is said that thanks to a large eunuch in the inner court, he barely survived."

"Later, my father grew up in a yamen in the suburbs of Jinglijian. He worked with the young eunuchs every day, chopping wood, burning charcoal, and washing clothes. He was not taken back to the palace by the current queen mother at the age of eight and lived with His Majesty today. His father was three years older than His Majesty and lived in the palace together for six years, in the same affection as his brothers."

"Later, His Majesty ascended the throne at the age of 11, and his father was released from the vassal at the age of 14. The young vassal kings joined forces with the Chen, Hu and Qi families in the northern aristocratic families. He spent six years secretly cooperating with the censors and other clean civil officials to clear the relatives of the foreigners and assist His Majesty in power... Of course, I heard all of these from my mother, and may not be accurate."

"My father asked us to do many things ourselves since he was a child. I heard that Prince Fu has been feeding food and helping with clothes since he was a child. None of these are available. Occasionally, when my father is free, we have to go to the countryside farms with him to chop firewood and burn charcoal."

Chen Ji listened silently for a moment, but felt that there seemed to be a lot of important information hidden in this short story. Liu was the relative of the princess mentioned. But when Prince Jing was young, he wiped out his relatives, so why did he later marry the woman of Liu, the woman who was the concubine of Jing?

Is it a political compromise or another intention?

...

...

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Originally, Chen Ji planned to live in a kiln factory, but the kiln factory didn't even have a place to sleep, so he had to go home.

The ox cart was walking back to the city. Everyone in the car looked tired and sleepy, so they could hardly open their eyes. After working for a day, everyone's waists were sore, backs were sore, and their hands were blisters.

I don’t know whose stomach sounded first, and then everyone’s stomachs rumbling.

Everyone looked at each other and then laughed: "I don't know if there are any dough stalls in the city to open the door?"

"It's definitely gone!"

Liang Maoer said: "I went back to the clinic and I will roll out noodles for everyone to eat. Is the garlic noodles OK?"

"Anything is OK, I'm so hungry now that I can eat a cow!"

"I can eat both ends!"

Liang Maoer said shyly: "I can eat three heads."

"I don't think Big Brother Maoer is joking."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Back to the front of Taiping Medical Center.

With a creaking sound, the prince quietly pushed open the door and led everyone to the backyard: "Want to speak quietly, don't alarm Doctor Yao. I'll wake him up now, I'm afraid that his poisoned mouth will make us cry."

"Oh? Is it?"

Everyone was shocked and looked up into the darkness of the main hall of the clinic, but saw Old Man Yao lying on a bamboo chair with a little black cat in his arms.

He slowly stood up and asked slowly, "Criminal, come and tell me, how did my mouth get poisoned?"

The prince laughed even worse than crying: "You must have heard it wrong. It was Liu Quxing who said it just now!"

Old Man Yao didn't have the same knowledge as him, so he turned around and walked to the backyard: "There are rolled noodles on the chopping board of the kitchen stove. If you want to eat, put them yourself."

The prince swallowed a saliva: "Doctor Yao, you are a living Bodhisattva!"

After a while, a group of local dogs squatted in a row in the backyard, one of them was holding a big bowl of noodles and sucking chopsticks into their mouths.

The prince looked up and saw Doctor Yao standing next to the bare apricot tree, looking at them with disgust.

The cat in Doctor Yao's arms also looked at them with disgust.

The prince hesitated and said, "Doctor Yao, it seems to look down on us a little?"

Doctor Yao sneered: "Just like your eating habits, I allow it to look down on you."

Prince: "…"

Chen Ji: "..."

Doctor Yao looked at them and said compassionately: "Eight people went out in the morning and eight local dogs came back in the evening. Those who know know know you are going to make novel things, and those who don't know think you are being reflected in the prototype by the demon mirror."

He turned back to the house with Wuyun in his arms: "I'm going to sleep. After dinner, remember to clean the kitchen."

After eating the noodles, the prince collapsed on the ground and sighed: "Chen Ji, can we take a day off?"

Bai Li hurriedly said, "No, he made a military order with his father. If it fails, his father will really impose him on Lingnan."

The prince was speechless and finally muttered in a low voice: "You are more active than him."

At this time, Bai Li was standing in front of the apricot tree in the yard, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chen Ji sat cross-legged on the ground with a bowl on his back, looked up and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
To be continued...