The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

Lao Zhou and Zhang Huan hurriedly wrote it down.

"The recruitment of workers is not only for the people in charge of the overall work, but also for Lao Zhou, Zhang Huan, you two should help. The next year is a critical year for our manor, and we must work together and pool our wisdom." Li Fu said, "Anyone who can work and do things in the house must be mobilized."

"Yes." The two hurriedly responded.

They had long seen that after the locust plague, the manor was undergoing a large-scale construction, and everyone had to roll up their sleeves and work hard.

"What about the workshop?" Li Fu asked, "According to the current calculation, how many people are needed?"

Now we need to count the number of people, so that we can write a memorial and submit it to the desk of His Majesty Li II. Otherwise, if you recruit so many people to work, it will be so grand that those who know you are building a beautiful home, and those who don't know you will think you are plotting a rebellion, giving food and meals.

Good guy, the people from the Imperial Censorate came here just by smelling the smell.

I was just worried about not being able to find something to report to the court so that they could show their presence.

"As for the workshop, there is no need to be too anxious. I roughly estimated that a hundred people would be enough." Yan Lide said: "First build the main body, and then use these hundred people to slowly add to the later part. After the main body is built, the workshop will have a place to communicate with the outside caravans. The caravans outside will not know about the workshops and things here in one or two days. All these take time, and this period of time is just right for subsequent expansion. Adjustments can be made at any time according to actual needs."

Li Fu nodded: "Then let's have a hundred people, write it down."

Without Li Fu saying it specifically, Lao Zhou and Zhang Huan were already recording it.

The rest is Jiang Que.

"Xingben, the river within the fiefdom..."

"I also need a thousand people, and the construction period is one year. If there is not much rain this autumn, one year is enough. If there is a lot of rain in autumn, it will take some time next spring." Jiang Que said.

"Okay, then one thousand, plus the three hundred people in the new house, a total of two thousand four hundred people." Li Fu said: "I will submit a memorial to His Majesty according to this number. This matter still needs to be reported to the court. After all, it is a big deal."

Then, Li Fu looked at Ma Zhou.

"Prince Bin, you will do the account work and communicate with the accountant in the house at any time. Old Zhou will assist you later." Li Fu said.

"Yes." Ma Zhou bowed and responded.

With such a big move, Ma Zhou actually has a lot of work to do, and it is also very fragmented. Moreover, the account matters are of great importance and cannot be sloppy. After all, it involves money, and every expenditure must be clearly recorded.

"Old Yan, Xingben, you also write a memorial to the emperor, and then send it to Chang'an City together, and pay attention to every detail." Li Fu said.

He is not afraid of adding workload to Li Shimin. It is better to make everything clear in advance.

It would save more trouble later.

Li Fu kept in mind a rule: the emperor could not read the reported things, or he could not reply after reading them, but he must report the things.

Because, in work, once the things are reported, most of the blame will be thrown away.

After the problem.

"I reported it."

"No one said it."

"No one told me."

For example, if the people of the Censorate said that Li Fu built a lot of buildings on the manor.

Li Fu could respond.

"I reported it."

If the court officials said that Li Fu did this on the manor in the disaster year, it was so and so.

Li Fu responded.

"No one told me."

With a small hand spread out, the Tang Dynasty did not stick to the pan.

"Okay."

"I understand."

Yan Lide and Jiang Que nodded in response.

They were court officials. If there was a big move here, they should write a memorial to the emperor.

They also understood what Li Fu meant.

That is to inform in advance.

If there is anything, any problem, solve it in advance, don't wait until the work starts, then come up with this and that, it's annoying.

"Then send the news today and recruit workers tomorrow!" Li Fu said.

Everyone nodded.

After agreeing on a series of things, everyone dispersed, and Li Fu wrote a memorial in the study.

Li Fu's memorial.......

Fortunately, there was new paper at home... It was so long and stinky.

The main thing was that there were too many things to say, and the things to report could not be said in one or two sentences.

Moreover, when people write memorials, they are very frugal with words, but Li Fu... he doesn't know classical Chinese.

He can only speak in plain language, so wouldn't it be long?

In the palace.

Li Shimin has been very busy these two days.

orThe reporter said that he has been very busy every day since he became the emperor.

Changsun Wuji and his men have returned from outside the city, and the remaining cleanup work will be handed over to local officials.

The most difficult time has been overcome. If the local officials still cannot do the remaining finishing work, then they should just go home and rest, and stop being officials.

"The rumor is related to the murder, but the clues have been cut off. Even if it is speculated that someone else is responsible, there is no evidence." Li Shimin said.

"Then... will this matter just end like this?" Changsun Wuji pondered and asked carefully.

He was still a little scared.

"Let it go?" Li Shimin smiled and said, "I don't intend to let this matter go. Since there is no evidence and we can't find a name to punish him openly, let's try another method."

"My sister, Princess Linhai's husband, seems to be in Chang'an City, and is only a son-in-law, right?" Li Shimin said, "Young man, it's better to go out and see the world."

Everyone in the Liangyi Hall was silent.

"Then pass the decree to promote Lawyer Pei as the Chief of Jingzhou, and he will set off to take office soon." Li Shimin said.

"I obey the order."

Everyone in the hall had their own thoughts.

Lawyer Pei, the son of Pei Ji, the brother-in-law of your majesty, is going to Jingzhou to be an official...

What kind of place is Jingzhou? Most of the officials in the court will go there when they make mistakes and are exiled.

This decree is obviously to promote Lawyer Pei, and the name is also good, so that he can go out and gain experience.

In fact, it is to throw him out of Chang'an City and let him go to Jingzhou to suffer.

Chang'an City is the center of the Tang Dynasty.

Leaving the center of the Tang Dynasty and going to a place like Jingzhou... I really don't know when His Majesty will think of him again and ask him to return to Chang'an.

"Pei Ji." Li Shimin slowly read out the name.

If you want to move Pei Ji, there is really no good name at the moment...

Still need to think carefully.

Soon, the decree of "promotion" of Lawyer Pei was issued...