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Hu Guang frowned when he heard this, and then immediately asked: "Only the Mongolian tribe's army, what about the others?"

"What?" Gao Yingyuan didn't react for a while, and he answered after a while, "Oh, none of Huang Taiji and Daishan's men were seen, including the Han army in uniform."

"If you have any news, report it to me." Hu Guang ordered, a little confused as to where the main force of Jianlu had gone.

He couldn't guess, so he withdrew from the chat group and started worrying about money and food again.

I don’t know how worried he was, but Hu Guang still couldn’t think of a way to make money, and suddenly he became a little angry. After all, he was from a later generation, so how could he not have any way?

When he thought about future generations, Hu Guang suddenly slapped his head, yes! Why did you forget this!

So he could no longer sit still and immediately issued an order to summon famous masons in the capital.

As soon as this decree came out, it immediately attracted the attention of both the government and the public. However, they didn't know what the emperor meant, and they were just speculating.

In the side hall, Hu Guang looked at a large group of middle-aged and elderly masons below. Their clothes seemed to be unevenly dressed. Some looked decent at first sight, while others had pieces of clothes that had been put together for winter. Of course, there were also others who looked reluctant to part with them. Wear, this time clothes that were hastily dug out and put on.

Their respective life experiences are also engraved on their faces, matching their attire. But when they saw Hu Guang coming out, everyone bowed their heads and shouted long live the mountain.

Hu Guang let them level up, and then said kindly: "The reason why I summoned you here is because I want to test you on a question. Whoever gives me an answer that satisfies me, in addition to the gold and silver rewards, I will also personally give you a piece of gold." 'Master Mason' plaque."

"..." There was silence in the side hall for a while, and then many people's eyes began to light up.

The emperor personally bestowed the title "Master Mason"? If this shines brightly upon returning home, it will be a great honor for our ancestors! In comparison, most of them immediately ignored the gold and silver rewards.

It is said that there is no one who is first in literature and no one in martial arts. In fact, in all walks of life, as long as it is a profession, people will compete with each other, even masons are no exception.

So, after a moment of silence in the side hall, an old man with a gray beard couldn't help but asked in the crowd: "Your Majesty, if ordinary people are illiterate, can they still answer the questions?"

This question is universal, and it immediately caused many people to nod. Of course, there were also some well-dressed masons who showed a hint of disdain.

Hu Guang didn't ask him to come out. He probably wouldn't have the courage to speak out if he did, so he directly replied: "Okay, I'll let you draw pictures. If there are any of you who can't draw, I'll send someone to follow your instructions." Draw what you said and let me review it!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and saw many eunuchs and maids carrying pens, inks, paper and inkstones crowding out from both sides. They had obviously been ordered to wait.

Seeing this, these masons immediately became excited. What is this? This is dancing in front of the emperor. In this life, except for the Jinshi Master, who else has had this experience?

"Ding, achievement value +1, from Mason A!"

"..."

The system prompts kept ringing, and the achievement value began to refresh continuously, increasing a lot. When Hu Guang saw it, he thought to himself: It seems that he needs to have more contact with outsiders!

After a while of hustle and bustle, it was really like a scholar's exam. A mason placed a table in front of him, laid out pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and even a chamberlain or maid stood beside it.

When these masons looked at the emperor with some anxiety, Hu Guang smiled and clapped his hands and said: "I want you to draw the stove you are most familiar with, the stove for burning tiles and the like. The only requirement is that you draw it The furnace can reach the highest temperature you think it can."

Upon hearing such a simple test question, many masons immediately wanted to write; some who originally felt that they were at a great disadvantage if they were not literate also grabbed a brush and wanted to draw.

When Hu Guang saw it, he reminded him again: "Don't be impatient, everyone. Think about it and start drawing the stove with the highest temperature in the stove you can think of. There is no order of submission, and there is no time limit. Just draw it carefully. Can."

After saying this, the scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone is not in a hurry anymore. They are stroking their beards, scratching their itches, and have various expressions, but one thing they have in common is that they are all thinking.

Hu Guang looked at this scene and laughed silently. He is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and has countless resources at hand. It’s up to him how to use them!

With nothing to do, Hu Guang entered the chat group and came to the elementary group. He saw a bunch of messages from Ma Fugui and was too lazy to click on them. At this time, he suddenly remembered that it would be great if he had a secretary, who could filter Ma Fugui's words and convey useful information to him.

By the way, the number of people in the chat group is still small now. If the number of people increases in the future, I will definitely not be able to cope with it. By that time, I can no longer let myself worry about everything.

For example, in the Jinyiwei working group, the commander Liu Xingzuo is there. From now on, Gao Yingyuan will directly report anything to Liu Xingzuo. After Liu Xingzuo sorts out the information from his subordinates, he will show himself what he should see and make decisions when he should make decisions.

One advantage of this method is that Gao Yingyuan's reports in the chat group are all recorded in messages. Even if Liu Xingzuo has other ideas in the future, he has to worry about whether he, the emperor, will click on a certain message and listen to it, so as not to commit fraud. .

Hu Guang thought about this, then clicked on the icon of Yue Cong and asked: "Ye Cong, where are you now?"

"We have met Lord Min and have just crossed the Yangtze River." Hu Zhengyan quickly replied based on Wen Tiren's relationship.

When Hu Guang heard this, he frowned. He still felt that it was a bit slow, so he said directly: "Your matter is urgent. Why don't you go to the capital first and travel day and night?"

This time, Yue Cong hesitated for a while, and then asked: "Is this what Mr. Wen meant?"

Yes, as an emperor, I am not as useful as Wen Tiren. Hu Guang laughed at himself, and then immediately replied: "Yes, he said so too."

In fact, why did Hu Zhengyan come to the capital? Wen Tiren didn't know at all, he just summoned him to the capital as requested by the emperor.

"Well, after I say goodbye to Mr. Min, I will rush to the capital immediately." Yue Cong did not hesitate after hearing this. It was obvious that Wen Tiren held a lot of weight in his heart.

After chatting for a while, Ma Fugui did not interrupt. He was probably doing something and not paying attention to the chat group.

Hu Guang was happy to be quiet. Just when he was about to ask about the situation at Shanhaiguan, he suddenly felt something moving and withdrew from the chat group.

Sure enough, there was a well-dressed mason who was about to hand in a paper. Hu Guang watched with great anticipation as the chamberlain presented the painting to the emperor, and he couldn't help being dumbfounded at first glance.

Thanks to book friend 151120135403876, Longcheng's prodigal son, Sha∪ for the reward!