Martial Sage

A shout, full of grievances and sadness.

Many kiln workers also raised their heads subconsciously and looked forward.

Tang Hao has always been relatively close to the people, and many kiln workers also respect this immediate boss.

Seeing Tang Hao pulling forward at this time, it seemed as if he had seen a savior.

Tolerated the grievances that had been in my heart for a long time, and almost let go, many people slumped their mouths and their eyes were sour.

The arrogant official saw the movement of the crowd, stifled, and slowly turned around.

Tang Hao's expression was displeased in front of his eyes, his face was solemn, and he stood with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

After a long sigh of relief, he was slowly excited, and a smirk hung on the official's face, cupped hands politely.

"Master Tang is here."

In the hypocritical smile, it was obvious that the official's dissatisfaction could not be concealed, so that the Tang Master didn't sound real.

Originally, this official kiln was used to make daily pottery for His Majesty, and it contained a lot of oil and water.

Now it has been expropriated inexplicably, but the dusty cement has been burned. Not to mention oil and water, even the wages are gone.

The official, the official who controls the official kiln, can be regarded as a complete decoration.

Especially today, when I ran to the new kiln and touched a nose of dust, I came to this mud kiln to let out his breath, but he never thought that he hadn't retreated yet, but Tang Hao came.

When the second rank faced the fourth rank, the officials still felt a little panic. Tang Hao didn't say a word, and his arched figure didn't dare to stand upright.

"Master Hou, the officer saw this group of kiln workers messing up things, and learned a few words..."

The words were not over yet, a low voice came a few steps away.

"Did I ask you something?"

The sound stopped abruptly in a breath.

The official bowed his body, and the cupped hands withdrew to the side, not daring to speak any more.

Walking towards the group of kiln workers step by step, Tang Hao's face was not pretty, and he didn't even glance at the official nearby.

"You go back to your Ministry of Engineering, this is not where you should be!"

"Tell the Ministry of Industry Shangshu that we will deliver the goods on time before December! If Zhang Shangshu wants to know what is going on with this cement, don't send someone who doesn't know how to make a mistake!"

Amidst the light, the official sank suddenly, nodding his head repeatedly, and was about to retreat.

Tang Hao's low voice spread again.

"Wait!"

"The kiln workers have been busy all night, and they have never closed their eyes, so you can't just let it go! You pay for the money and silk, and you will pay these kiln workers twice!"

After that, Tang Hao slowly turned around, looked at the official who was bowing ninety degrees, and said word by word.

"This place has been temporarily expropriated. It is the site of our Tang Mansion! It is not yours!"

"If you want to play official prestige, go back to your engineering department and play!"

There was a touch of coercion in the stern accusation, which only made the official tremble all over.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the majestic and prestige did not succeed, but was punished. It really lost his wife and broke down.

Considering Tang Hao's official position, the officials panicked, for fear that the angry Tang Hao would put a hat on himself.

"Xiaguan knows! Xiaguan knows!"

"According to Lord Hou's words, I will deliver the wealth tomorrow."

After speaking these words hurriedly, the official realized that his back was soaked and sweat was rolling on his forehead.

Ignoring the official, Tang Hao turned around, facing the kiln workers, his face even more angry.

Reaching out his hand and pointing around at the kiln worker in front of him, he burst out with a sharp shout.

"What do you all do? A shit and unreasonable messenger who is commanding blindly, are you obeying?"

"A few kilns of cement are not a big deal, I will give you a long memory today!"

Walking slowly among the crowd, Tang Hao's face became gloomy.

"Remember! Do things in the future and ignore the nonsense of the outside world!"

"Every kiln worker's wages and wages this month will be deducted 10%!"

Walking in front of the leading kiln worker, Tang Hao suddenly stopped. Tang Hao stared at the figure with the head down and shouted.

"Next time, if there is another next time, expel from Tang Mansion and never hire again!"

With a big hand waving twice in the air, Tang Hao was accompanied by a face.

"Reinstall the kiln and continue to work!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can hear Tang Hao's meaning.

None of the kiln workers who started to act hated Tang Hao.

They knew in their hearts that it was the officials' nonsense that caused them to lose their wages.

No one feels distressed for the deducted money. On the contrary, these kiln workers felt that the face of a second-rank senior official in Hou Ye was told by a mere fourth-rank official that he had lost the face of Tang Mansion.

The official saw that all the kiln workers had dispersed, and his heart became even more frightened.

Annoyed the big celebrity next to King Tang, but there was nothing good to eat.

At this moment, the officials were full of regret.

Why do I come to this place to find anger?

He leaned forward in a serene manner, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the standing back.

"Master Hou, the next official will retire first."

The figure in front didn't speak, just stood like that, like a storm that calmed down temporarily.

After a moment's pause, seeing that Tang Hao didn't say anything, the officials were taken aback for a while, slowly retreated to the retreated, turned around and ran away.

The kiln workers took their place, cleaning up the residue in the kiln, transporting coal for filling, and transporting the ground stone powder, all busy in a group.

Tang Hao calmed down the anger in his heart slowly and greeted the steward behind him.

"Let's go and take a look in the kiln."

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