I’m The King

Turned over and got off the horse and went straight to Guo Quan’s work shed. Zheng Jun came here not once or twice. In the winter of last year, he invited Guo Quan to stay in Liaoxi City temporarily to avoid the wind and snow, but Guo Quan declined and insisted. Living on the construction site, staring at the solution of the last difficulty, Zheng Jun felt sorry for such a conscientious old Shangshu. Guo Quan’s needs can only be met as much as possible in terms of logistics. Most of the things in this shed were purchased by Zheng Jun for Guo Quan. When he first set up camp here, Guo Quan’s residence was completely Can be used to describe the four walls of the family disciple.

"Jun Shou Zheng!" Guo Quan's guard bowed in salute in front of the work shed.

"Where is Guo Shangshu?"

"In response to your lord, Master Shangshu has not rested for several days for the final blasting of this point. He is now resting. I will go in and report immediately." The guard replied.

Zheng Jun stretched out his hand to stop the guard who turned to enter the door, and smiled: "No, we are old friends. If I go in, let him rest a little longer."

Pushing open the door, Zheng Jun stepped in lightly. Sunlight shot in from the open door. It happened to be shining on Guo Quan, who was sleeping on the wicker chair. He looked at the gully and weather-beaten face, Zheng Unparalleled respect suddenly surged in Jun’s heart. If he wasn’t here, he didn’t know Guo Quan’s identity, just like him, walking on the street, anyone would treat him as a hard worker for a lifetime. Old farmer in the field.

Lifting his eyes and looking around, apart from stacks of files, there are models on the table. These things are Guo Quan's treasures, and they will be taken wherever they go, walking slowly to the table. Reaching out and picking up a model of a suspension bridge, Zheng Jun knew that this was the latest bridge-building technology that the team led by Guo Quan had just invented and explored, and the first application of this latest technology was not in this Cuiping Mountain. In the middle, a suspension bridge connects the two hills.

Dahan started from Jishicheng to the present. It has been a full ten years, and for Guo Quan. These ten years have been equivalent to cities, roads, and bridges. He has deeply imprinted his mark on the land of the great man. Zheng Jun envied this old man very much. Because he knows that with the passage of time, people like him will eventually turn into a piece of dust with the passage of history, and eventually become annihilated in a vast sea of ​​files, and only people like him will be The population is passed down by mouth, and the name goes down in history.

Gently put down the suspension bridge model, Zheng Jun turned around. Walking to Guo Quan's body, he carefully looked at the old man who was still sleeping, slowly. Zheng Jun's face changed a little.

He slowly bent down, approaching Guo Quan little by little, and his face became white as he approached. He raised his hand stiffly and slowly stretched out towards Guo Quan's face.

The body shook, and the whole person froze in a moment.

next moment. Zheng Jun screamed: "Come here, come here!"

Inside and outside. All of a sudden there was a mess.

Zheng Jun sat in a chair stupidly, staring at the doctor who came in a hurry, trying to make his last effort. After a long while, the doctor finally stopped in despair, turned to look at Zheng Jun, his voice was trembling, "Master Zheng, Guo Shang Shu is gone."

Zheng Jun closed his eyes, and the two lines of tears came down.

After running for the Dahan for more than ten years, he built countless cities, bridges, and roads. The Ministry of Engineering was in charge of Dahan for four years, and he quietly passed away on the construction site where he had worked all his life.

The next day, the Cuiping Mountain project stopped. Officials and workers from the Ministry of Industry gathered outside Guo Quan’s work shed. In front of them, a carriage was parked. On top of the carriage was a huge coffin. Today , The body of their beloved Shangshu Guo Quan from the Ministry of Industry will depart from here to Jicheng.

Inside, there are old subordinates who followed Guo Quandong and rushed west, there are skilled craftsmen that Guo Quan dug up everywhere, and many more but countless temporary recruits of workers.

Many new workers did not know this old man who was wearing a coarse cloth and often sprinting on the construction site at first. He was one of the high-ranking officials of the Han Dynasty. They thought that this was just a person who was just like them. The workers stopped. It took a long time for them to realize that this was an extremely human minister. This completely subverted their understanding of officials. Even if the officials of the Han Dynasty are close enough to the people, they are like Guo Quan. , But it is still unique. He often carries a large pottery bowl, eats with the craftsmen, while arguing about some technical details. He also happily talked about the short things of the parents with the workers. In the minds of these workers, the old man is more like an elder than a high-ranking official.

It was quiet outside the work shed, except for the extremely suppressed low voice of weeping. Zheng Jun watched as several old craftsmen wipe Guo Quan's body and put on new official robes. The official robes were kept under the box in Guo Quan's house. He rarely put them on him. More At that time, he always put on burlap and shuttled on the construction site, sweating on hot days, and mud on rainy days.

These old craftsmen and masters are all old people who have followed Guo Quan all the way. The least are seven or eight years old. Zheng Jun knows that the highest position among them is the engineer, Wai Lang, and the lowest is the scattered doctor. The official positions were all awarded by the court to commend their contributions. They were all marked with the distinctive Guo Quan brand, and there was no trace of an official at all.

Zheng Jun stood up and looked at Guo Quan who was lying on the bed, very calm, even with a satisfied smile on his face, he walked peacefully.

"It's almost time, please put Guo Shangshu into the coffin!" He said softly.

Several old craftsmen sobbed, stretched out their hands together, raised the camp bed where Guo Quanping was sleeping, and walked slowly outside the work shed.

Gently put Guo Quan's body into the coffin, and as the coffin lid was closed, the crying suddenly became louder on the construction site.

"Start!" Zheng Jun shouted.

The carriage started slowly, and countless people knelt down behind him.

"Respectfully send Mr. Guo home!" an old craftsman shouted.

"Send Mr. Guo." Thousands of people knelt to the ground.

Jicheng. In the Great Council, congressmen from all over the Han territory are gathering together. Hundreds of people's eyes are looking at Jiang Jiaquan, the first assistant of the assembly hall who is making a summary of last year's year on the stage. And behind him, all the members of the Senate and the ministers stood for a while. At this time of the year, it is also the time when the members of the parliament are most proud of themselves. Their only job at this time is. It is to pick and find out the shortcomings of the officials in charge of the government last year. There are often scenes of fascination in which members of parliament ask questions so that these officials are sweating.

And these few days are also the most difficult days for these senior officials. The people discussing politics in the Zhengshitang are a little better, but once the officials of the ministries receive too many accusations, they will not get the support of the majority in the subsequent voting. It is bound to step down sadly, please resign.

Although such a situation has not occurred once in the three years after the convening of the Great Council, it does not mean that it will not happen. None of the ministers wants to be the first.

Shoufu's morality is high and no one will pick his fault. This year's problem is centered on the reconstruction of the old city of Jicheng. Wu Kai, who is in charge of this matter, is a little uneasy. Before that, he had heard some talk about land acquisition and demolition. Regarding replacement and compensation, no matter how careful such a large project is, there will be many problems. Wu Kai is thinking about how to safely pass this barrier.

This project is led by him, and the Ministry of Industry is responsible for its implementation. But Guo Quan, Shangshu from the Ministry of Industry, was not in Jicheng, and the main work was presided over by the two servants in Jicheng. There is too much oil and water here, and if you loosen your hands, it will be thousands of dollars. Wu Kai himself doesn't like it, but he can't guarantee that there will be no such things. Judging from the wind that I heard, I am afraid that there are many things like this, and some big parliamentarians have already grasped the handle. I am afraid that this spring will be a bit difficult! Wu Kai tilted his head and looked out the window of the Great Council. The sun was shining and the flowers were blooming in spring. This time in previous years was a good time for spring, but this year, who has this idea!

Gao Yuan would naturally not appear in the synagogue of the Great Council. As usual, he came quietly and sat in a room with a curtain upstairs, listening to the voice below.

"Master Wu may have been a little bad this year." Through the bead curtain, looking at the discussion and officials below, Gao Yuan smiled at He Weiyuan beside him: "Look at his needle-felt appearance, he must be the next one. Something went wrong."

"Yes, it would be weird to say that there is no problem with Jicheng's transformation of such a large project, but Lord Wu stands upright by himself, and he is not afraid of the accusations of these congressmen." He Weiyuan laughed.

"That's not necessarily true. If the stab at the bottom is too big, isn't he responsible for leadership?" Gao Yuan said with a smile, "It's okay, let him remind him that we, Master Wu, are involved in the transformation in Jicheng. Going up, it's just a throwing boss, picking his thorns to make him sober, it's not so good to discuss politics."

"In fact, Lord Li Can, who is in charge of maritime affairs, may not be better off." He Weiyuan said.

"Oh, is he doing something too?"

"The congressmen from Cangzhou and Fenzhou accused Li Yizheng of using power for personal gain, using his position and influence to squeeze out other maritime merchants on top of overseas trade and expansion, and even accused him of colluding with the navy to lead Kou Shuguang." He Weiyuan said. .

"Huh?" Gao Yuan glanced at He Weiyuan and groaned, "Wei Yuan, someone found you? You want these words to reach my ears, right?"

He Weiyuan nodded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wang Shangming Jian Wanli, someone indeed found me, I hope I will talk with the voice of the king. "

"You confess, what did that person give you?"

"Give me 10,000 yuan, a thick pile of new notes just released by the Central Bank!"

Gao Yuan laughed, "If you give it away, put it away. This person will only get more from the sea merchants. What do you think of this matter?"

"Exclusion may be possible, but collusion with the leader of Kou may not be possible. The leader of Kou came from the Supervision Institute and knows the strong relationship here. These maritime merchants are only trying to pull Li Yizheng down." He Weiyuan said.

Gao Yuan smiled, "I know about this. It’s not so easy to pull one of the councillors off the horse. First, get more than half of the votes in the big council, and then ask me to approve it. They send you money. It probably means here."

"Yes."

"Let's take a look! Don't look at Li Canpang, that's not a good bully!" Gao Yuan said with a smile. (To be continued)