Infrastructure masters in the red building

In the early morning of the next day, Duke Rong Jia Daishan had arrived at Ningguo Mansion and was waiting outside his cousin Jia Daihua's study.

But Jia Daihua had already got up early, punched once, and came back with steam on his head, seeing his cousin, he hurriedly ordered to prepare breakfast, he cleaned up a little, and went out to eat with Jia Daishan.

After the snacks were served on the table, Jia Daihua ordered the servants to leave immediately, and asked his cousin with a smile, "Yesterday, the Holy Majesty asked you to fly into the palace, probably it has something to do with the housework in your own mansion!"

Jia Daishan sighed, nodded in annoyance, and told what happened in the Rong Mansion yesterday.

Jia Daihua smiled as he listened, and said: "Fang'er is young, and there is no harm in letting him make more friends outside. Don't worry, I heard that the king of Beijing is devoted to business affairs, and he only cares about political affairs. What matters in your mansion?" , he won’t be in the mood to spread the word for you.”

However, Jia Daishan was still troubled: "Brother, I originally thought about it. I made room for Fang'er to live in the courtyard behind Rongxi Hall, so that it would be convenient for him to take care of him nearby. Who knows, your younger siblings and eldest nephew are both I don't care...and the main house in that courtyard just collapsed like this!"

Jia Daihua didn't take it seriously: "The buildings in the two mansions were all left when King Qing was there, and you and I didn't have the energy to rebuild them one by one. It's not a bad thing to collapse a house. How can you know it's a blessing if you lose your horse?" !"

Seeing that Jia Daishan was still annoyed, he added: "After all, no one was hurt. Think about it, if Fang'er was hurt when the house collapsed...how would you explain to the Holy Majesty now!"

Jia Daishan suddenly became frightened, with sweat on his forehead, he cupped his hands at his elder brother: "Brother taught me a lesson."

"Right now, you are only worrying about how to put him away?" Jia Daihua said gently, "In my opinion, you don't have to blame your younger siblings or your boss for this matter. Why don't you let him live in the Ningfu .”

"In the Ning Mansion?" Jia Daishan was a fan of the authorities, and he hadn't figured out the key points.

"Just live in Huifang Garden." Jia Daihua smiled.

Jia Daishan suddenly realized, stood up with the help of the table, and said happily: "Brother is right! It's time to try to hand over this garden to Fang'er."

He thought for a while, and then said: "This matter can be done in nineteen, but to be on the safe side, I will go to the palace to ask for an order now."

Jia Daihua still smiled, nodded his chopsticks, and asked Jia Daishan to sit down: "Even if you want to enter the palace to ask for an order, you can go after this breakfast."

Jia Fang was in his own small courtyard in the Rong Mansion at this time, and he didn't know that the most difficult problem he felt had already been solved in a few words between his father and uncle.

He has his own plans today - after completing a series of daily tasks such as morning and evening meditation and fetching water for exercise, he plans to go to Baigong Workshop.

Yesterday, the steward of Beijing Palace sent a bunch of technical problems.When Jia Fang was answering the question, he suddenly realized that the other party was definitely not just trying to imitate him and build a "bathroom" for personal use.This guy seems to be planning to build a large building, and arrange many identical "toilets" in it.

The blueprint that Jia Fang handed over to the other party was a design drawing of a shower head. He wanted the coppersmith to see if this could be realized—since the other party wanted something, Jia Fang was happy to borrow the other party's design. human Resources.

Today he planned to go to Baigongfang to meet the coppersmith, and to add another language exchange in addition to the exchange of drawings.

Hearing that Jia Fang said that he was going to Baigongfang, Zhao Cheng felt very surprised: "Third Master, why do you always go to see the craftsmen? You are the young master of the Duke's Mansion, aren't you too condescending?"

Jia Fang let out a "ha" laugh: "If I ask you to pass on a message, can you explain everything clearly?"

Zhao Cheng fell silent immediately, and obediently followed Jia Fang out the door.

Jia Fang went to Baigongfang to meet the craftsmen, but he never considered the "different status" between himself and the craftsmen.This is purely a professional habit. When he was a designer in modern society, he had a very close relationship with craftsmen.

If design and architecture are drawing a three-dimensional painting, craftsmen are the hands and brushes of designers.Jia Fang has a natural respect for the craftsmen, and also hopes to get important inspiration from the craftsmen.

Besides, his current status is just a concubine of the government, not a wealthy person, so Jia Fang himself has no "idol burden" at all-but he just walks on the street like this, especially when there are people coming and going In the downtown area, Jia Fangshenzhou has a particularly high rate of turning heads.Everyone would look back at such a handsome young man, which made Jia Fang a little unaccustomed for a while.

When he arrived at Baigongfang, shopkeeper Ren's eyes lit up as soon as he saw him, and he rushed to greet him: "Master Jia, long time no see!" He bowed to the end.

Jia Fang said that he wanted to see the coppersmith, and the shopkeeper Ren responded with a smile on his face, and asked Jia Fang to go to the backyard.

"You wait here for a while and have a cup of tea! I'll send someone to go." Shopkeeper Ren took Jia Fang to a quiet room in the backyard, and personally closed the curtain for Jia Fang.

Jia Fang only felt his eyes light up.

This is a small quiet room, with only a circular moon hole window on the south side.The skylight penetrated through the tissue paper on the window, illuminating the room brightly.

In the quiet room, both the utensils and the decorations are very simple, the four walls are all white to the floor, and there is only one long table, one seat, and two round stools in the room.There is a bookshelf in front of the north wall, and the shelf is full of books.

On the long table, apart from pens, ink, paper and inkstones, there is also a pot of blooming narcissus.It was only then that Jia Fang realized that when he entered the room, he smelled a faint fragrance, elegant and long-lasting, and his feelings were like the smell of narcissus.

The layout of this quiet room is extremely elegant, but it suits Jia Fang's appetite, so that when he entered the room, it was as if he had entered his own home.He went to the bookshelf in front of the north wall, picked out a book, held it in his hand, looked at the title page, and saw that it was a Song Dynasty notebook.

Then footsteps sounded behind him.A little Taoist boy came in, put a whole set of tea sets on the long table, then went out silently, and in a blink of an eye brought in a small silver choko, slowly scalded the tea sets, and slowly brewed tea.

When he was young, the boy made tea and bowed to ask Jia Fang to taste it.Jia Fang agreed, and seeing the boy ironing a pair of tea bowls, he thought that the "Baigongfang" treated the craftsmen really well.

He stretched out his hand to take a tea bowl and drank it. He only felt that the tea was slightly bitter and had a faint fragrance. Only after drinking all the tea could he faintly feel a little sweet taste from the back of his tongue.

"Good tea!" Jia Fang had never had such tea before, and immediately praised it.

At this time, someone came into the room from behind Jia Fang, and asked with a loud smile, "It really is good tea?"

Jia Fang put down the teacup and turned around to look, but saw a young man with clear features, wearing an ordinary moon-white Taoist robe, with a bun on his hair, walking slowly into the room.

"I'll be 'Tianyisheng' next time." The visitor slowly bowed his hands to Jia Fang.

——The emotional one is "Doctor Tian".What's interesting is that this man, who is the king of Beijing, has no intention of using his status to overwhelm others. When they meet, he takes the initiative to salute, and when he registers himself, he also gives an elegant name.If Jia Fang hadn't already known that this "Narcissus" was the owner of the Beijing Palace, he would have really regarded him as an Ascot from outside the world.

Jia Fang felt that the other party's eyes were burning, and he was looking at himself seriously by taking the opportunity of saluting.Jia rested his head and played with his heart, and chose to meet the other party with respect, bowed in return, and reported his family name: "I have met 'Tian Yi Sheng' before Jia Fang."

They all gave up their status and status, and only rely on themselves to meet each other.

In an instant, the two of them felt a little connected, and they both laughed and stood up at the same time.Shui Xian sat down by himself, Jia Fang didn't need him to greet him, he sat down opposite Shui Xian, held up the teacup, and took another sip.

"This is Liu'an tea," Shui Xian saw that Jia Fang really liked this tea, so he introduced it to him.

But Jia Fang said: "Actually, I don't know much about tea. I don't know anything about Lu'an tea you mentioned. It's just that I like this kind of tea as soon as I drink it. It has a taste of bitterness and sweetness."

What he said was all the truth, but for Jia Fang, who was born in the Duke's Mansion, it was a bit of a shame that he didn't even know about Liu'an Tea.

Shui Xian looked at him for a moment, then suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.Originally, when he was not smiling, his brows were cold and hard, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, but once he smiled, there was a bit of mischievous joy in his eyes, more like someone who would come over to caress him from time to time. Er's brother next door.

Shui Xian laughed and said, "I don't know much about tea either, but this kind of tea suits my taste better, so I'll drink more." He then lowered his head and took a sip of tea, sighed comfortably, and then poured out the teacup. He put it by his hand, raised his head and looked at Jia Fang.

"I came today because I wanted to meet the coppersmiths in your workshop. I never thought I could visit the proprietor." Jia Fang explained his purpose.

Shui Xian's smile remained unchanged: "As for me, I planned it long ago and wanted to take your opportunity to see you."

Jia Fang: This one... is quite frank.

Shui Xian casually lifted a paperweight on the long table, and took out a stack of writing paper.Jia Fang was sharp-eyed, and immediately realized that these were all the blueprints he had given to Baigongfang before, and they seemed to be all here.

Shui Xian also looked at the patterns in his hands, and said calmly: "I've been thinking about how much I should pay to buy all your whimsical ideas, one unexpected item after another... ...everything is to my liking."

This is... to buy all Jia Fang's "invention" use rights and ownership, and take it all together?

Jia Fang did not know how many times he participated in such negotiations in later generations, so he asked bluntly: "Your Excellency, do you want to sign a contract and use money to clarify the relationship between me and Baigongfang?"

Shui Xian nodded: "Yes. I've always believed in this - talking about money is the most trustworthy connection between people. For me, gold and silver are more reliable than any 'friendship'."

For some reason, Jia Fang, who carries out modern pragmatism in his bones, finds it quite reasonable when he talks about money.