The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

As for Hai Rui, who was standing aside at this moment, sullen and angry.

"This down-and-out man is actually worth 5 silver? Yan Song, are you being taken advantage of? Sculpture? Huh! I bought a basket for [-] taels of silver from the market!"

"You've been wronged?" Yan Song rolled his eyes.

It's terrible to be uneducated.

This down-and-out man casually uses a chisel to knock twice on a stone. After 500 years, the stone can be sold for one billion!

He didn't bother to talk nonsense with Hai Rui, anyway, the master didn't blow it up, Michelangelo's handwriting, they will naturally know it when they see it in the future.

Michelangelo still looked like he was unlovable, but Yan Song called Descartes and told him about the current situation and a happy life in the future.

Unexpectedly, Descartes actually knew Michelangelo!

The two met each other in a foreign country, so they were naturally very affectionate.

"Big brother, I didn't expect you to come too!"

"Big brother, I thought you were dead."

Similar to the first sentence of meeting above, and then the two met each other with tears in their eyes.

It took Descartes an hour to let Michelangelo understand how well Daming treats talents, how superior the academic atmosphere and working environment are here, and how much room to display their talents.

Descartes pointed to Tianjin Port, which was under construction, and talked to Michelangelo in Latin for a long time, spitting stars flying around.

Although Yan Song didn't understand what they were talking about, judging from Michelangelo's widening eyes and the light shining in them, it seemed that Descartes' Amway brainwashing had taken effect on Michelangelo.

This master of the Renaissance finally understood that what was before him was not a gloomy and boring hell, but a bright road leading to heaven.

"Prime Minister Yan Song, do you really plan to let me preside over Tianjin Port and urban design?" Michelangelo's voice trembled with excitement, and his stinky body, which had not bathed for a long time, approached Yan Song.

Yan Song felt dizzy for a while. Damn, this Michelangelo is not only ugly, but also doesn't take a bath. It's hard to imagine that he is actually a master of the Renaissance?

It seems that those who are engaged in art are not trimmed?

"Yes! Please redesign and review the Tianjin port and urban construction plan immediately. I hope to see an artistic planning map of Tianjin as soon as possible." Yan Song pinched his nose and said.

As for Michelangelo's art, can he do architecture?

nonsense!Of course!

In the last 20 years of Michelangelo's life, he basically gave up sculpture and specialized in architecture. He presided over the construction of many architectural masterpieces, which can be called works of art.

The stinky Michelangelo looked at the blueprint of Tianjin and shook his head: ".〃NO! I have to say that although the ambition of Prime Minister Yan Song and the handiwork of Tianjin's construction can be called the world I have seen Miraculous. But from an artistic point of view, the design of Tianjin’s port and new city is extremely bad! This is simply a crime! Can I ask, which crappy designer made this shit design? This person should really be hanged die!"

"This person has no artistic talent, let alone artistic beauty~gan! Such a big project fell into his hands, and letting him ruin it is definitely a blasphemy against God and mankind! It stinks ten thousand times!"

Michelangelo was such a master of art that his eyes couldn't bear to see the original design.

(Yan Song, as for those hot eyes?)

Michelangelo cursed for half an hour, and Chen Yuanyuan's snickering came from behind the screen, and Yan Song was expressionless, gritted his teeth slightly and said:

"Unfortunately, this crappy design that should be hanged by the designer was designed by me."

amount……

This is so embarrassing...

Michelangelo was embarrassed. Fortunately, he hadn't bathed for a few months, and his face was a centimeter thick with mud, so he couldn't even see the blush.

Looking at the design drawing, Yan Song also blushed quite a bit.

I have never studied design, and I have to catch ducks on the shelves.

I'm also desperate~~

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Chapter 510 Ancestral law is above all else! 【4】

"Fortunately, you are here, Michelangelo, let's quickly revise and perfect this design drawing."

Yan Song was in a good mood, and appointed Michelangelo as the chief designer on the spot to be responsible for the design of Tianjin Kaihai. Before that, Descartes and Cheng Dawei had been appointed chief engineers to be responsible for the calculation of engineering quantities.

Michelangelo was very excited when he got the job, and he was motivated only when he had the job on his shoulders.

With an appointment, Yan Song locked poor Michelangelo in his hands, and it was logical that Michelangelo was given the heavy responsibility of revising the design drawings.

He also sent Hai Rui, Descartes and others to work, and he leisurely lay down on the master's chair, lazily overlooking the bustling port project through the big window.

Descartes and Cheng Dawei are the chief engineers for engineering calculations, Michelangelo is the chief designer for architectural design, Hai Rui Hai Qingtian is the engineering supervisor, and Qiao Zhiyong and Hu Xueyan are the management talents for material supply. big boss tycoon...

It seems that my errand is getting easier?

Yan Song was proud of himself.

He is a lazy person, and he likes to push all the errands to others.It can also be euphemistically called "letting professional people do professional things".

Chen Yuanyuan came out from behind the screen, seeing Yan Song paralyzed on the grand master's chair 747, and his subordinates had all gone out to work, angrily and funnyly said: "Master, is it really okay for you to be so lazy?"

Yan Song's eyes lit up when he saw Chen Yuanyuan, and he complained incessantly: "My lord, I'm about to die of exhaustion. This job is really not done by humans. Fortunately, the Holy See has given us some great talents, plus my talented people from Daming, Finally, the heavy task of opening the sea will not fall on me alone. Come and give me a shoulder squeeze for the master. My bones are about to fall apart."

Chen Yuanyuan looked helpless, looking at this lazy Shoufu who was complaining so much, she curled her lips helplessly.

My master really likes to let others dare to live, and hide himself at ease.

She squeezed her fist and lightly beat Yan Song.