Royal Gold Magistrate

Various projects in Jianjiang Mansion have already started to get going.

On the contrary, Fangzheng had nothing to do, he just ate, drank and pointed in the public room every day.

Seeing people who have a break open their mouths is all kinds of arrangements!

In this way, the rest of the people are so busy that they hit the back of their heads, especially Li Yuanzhao.

The whole person is like a small spinning top, constantly scurrying around in and out of the city.

Those who didn't know thought that Fangzheng used the crown prince as a tool!

Naturally, Fang Zheng himself did not feel ashamed.

I got ptsd in the workplace in my previous life, and I can only rely on PUA to heal me in this life.

In this regard, the big capitalists also summed up a set of new theories.

How can people become happy?

It must be valuable, and only when you become a sense of existence will you know what happiness is.

So how can it be called valuable?It is valuable if it can be used by others!

If I find people jobs every day, isn't I, Fang Zhengyi, spreading happiness? !

Especially for Li Yuanzhao, he grew up in the deep palace and was served from childhood to adulthood.

In addition to endorsement every day, I read books, and the knowledge I read cannot be used.

Teenagers should participate in hunting in the ancient capital and become a powerful member of the tribe.

In the private sector, they should also farm and work to help the family make ends meet.

But he is the prince, so he doesn't have to worry about anything, and he can't play a role in the short term and take responsibility. For a young man with great ambitions and hormones, it is undoubtedly a kind of torture.

Fortunately, Fang Zhengyi, the messenger of happiness, appeared and helped him relieve his anxiety in time and grow up healthily!

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Fang Zhengyi wasn't completely idle during this period of time, he came out to tinker with something while no one was in the public house.

Lao Qi has become a sought-after person in Jianjiang City by virtue of his exquisite Taoyuan craftsmanship.

Countless wealthy businessmen paid a lot of money to invite him to help make some gadgets that improve efficiency.

Fangzheng was speechless when he saw it. You obviously borrowed my idea from my master, but you still took off!

As a time traveler, wouldn't it be plausible to make an invention? If future generations find out, they will think that I, Fang Zhengyi, have no specialties?

At this time, Fang Zhengyi was fiddling with something in the room, and Li Yuanzhao came back in a hurry.

The whole person was disheveled, but his eyes still seemed to be full of energy.

Seeing Fang Zhengyi fiddling with something on the wall, he asked loudly, "Old Fang, what are you doing?"

As soon as Fangzheng turned around, he saw Li Yuanzhao and said, "Oh, Your Highness is back, how is the arrangement for the second batch of workers?"

"Almost, the reporters are helping, huh? Why did you hang a cup on the wall?"

Fangzheng said mysteriously, "This is a good thing!"

"Come on, let me show His Highness."

As he spoke, he grabbed Li Yuanzhao's sleeve and walked to another room, pointing at the wall and saying, "Look!"

"Yeah? There's another cup here, how can it be connected with a thread? What are you doing?"

Fangzheng coughed twice, and said solemnly: "This is called a telephone!"

"His Highness holds this cup and speaks to the mouth of the cup, and I can hear it from over there!"

"Is it amazing?"

Li Yuanzhao looked dull: "If it is true, it would be amazing, but is it necessary to be so close?"

"I could have heard it too."

Tsk!Why is this prince not on the road?

Fangzheng frowned: "It's indecent to speak loudly! You stand here with the rim of the cup on your ear, and I'll talk over there."

"Oh." Li Yuanzhao picked up the wooden cup and clasped it to his ear. Seeing Fangzheng walking back, he said loudly, "Speak, I'm listening!"

Fangzheng picked up the wooden cup and started talking: "Hey, hey, can you hear me?"

"I can hear it! I can hear it without this thing!"

Boil!

"Shut up! Tighten the rope! Listen to me again!"

With a helpless expression, Li Yuanzhao tightened the rope and put the cup on his ear.

I heard it this time!

Then I saw Fangzheng walking over and asked, "How is it?"

Li Yuanzhao fiddled with the cup in his hand, and said pleasantly: "It's interesting, but it's useless!"

"It would be great if the rope could be heard after being pulled out a hundred feet."

"That can't be."

"........."

Li Yuanzhao was a little impatient, and took a deep breath: "Old Fang, what do you want to do? Is this thing useless?"

Fangzheng chuckled, then the old man blushed and coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Cough, that...Your Highness, this is called a telephone! I invented it!"

"Ah yes yes yes! So what!?"

"You... When you return to the palace, tell the official historian that Fang Zhengyi invented the phone, let him write it down!"

"???"

Li Yuanzhao was inexplicably surprised, and always felt that Fang Zhengyi had fooled him.

"This...it doesn't make any sense at all! Besides, what kind of phone is this damn thing called? It should be called a megaphone."

"What do you mean by telephone? Where is there electricity, isn't thunder and lightning in the sky?"

Fangzheng's expression turned serious: "That's what I call you! I'll beg Your Highness as a minister! Please tell the official historian so that he can record it!"

no use! ?

In the future, it will be recorded in history that I, Fang Zhengyi, was the first inventor of the telephone in history, and I am not considered to have fallen into the reputation of a time traveler!

If the descendants of future generations are in decline, wouldn't they be eating and drinking with this name?

Prince, the eyelids are still too shallow to see!Tsk!

"Ah! That's fine! Stop it, Your Highness must remember! I wrote this on the bank note, please remember it and don't forget!"

As he spoke, Fang Zhengyi took out a bank note from his sleeve, with densely packed small characters written in charcoal on it.

Introduced the invention of the telephone, the principle of use, and drew a stick figure of a dial telephone.....

Li Yuanzhao frowned and took the bank note.

Seeing that the messy pattern on it was connected to the two cups on the wall by a string, which did not match at all, I felt uneasy again.

But he didn't bother to delve into it any further, he sighed and put away the bank note.

"Okay, I remember."

"I'm here to tell you something this time. The victims don't eat very well, and they have to do a lot of work. They are called to work before dawn, and they don't go to work until it is completely dark."

"If things go on like this, I'm afraid that those people will have problems! Should we call all the businessmen here and force some more rest time?"

Fangzheng's expression turned ugly when he heard the words.

In the end, there is still negligence. Those businessmen don't treat the disaster victims as human beings, and they use people to death. It's time to change.

"Okay, I know about this."

"Today I will call those people and let them change! There is a set time for work and work every day, and one day off every week."

"His Royal Highness, please go to the ministers to ask the opinions of those workers."

Li Yuanzhao smacked his lips: "One day off every week is such a luxury, our reporters only take one day off every half a month."

"They have mattresses and clouds, and egg soup."

"Oh, so that's the case, then Ben Gong left first."

Li Yuanzhao turned to leave, but Fang Zhengyi immediately grabbed his sleeve.

"Your Highness, please stay! I still have something to say, and now many projects have already started."

"We should send those reporters out to other prefectures to promote our Jiangjiang model."

"Otherwise, only one of our prefectures is successful in disaster relief. Wouldn't the disaster victims of the other two prefectures flock to us after hearing about it?"

"Jianjiang City is only so big, we can't accommodate more disaster victims."

"So please, Your Highness, arrange for those reporters by the way!"

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