Chapter 2 Psychopaths
The "Zhongyi Society" and Ran's small actions were naturally not hidden from the center, but a few big guys could not force their eyes to get in and out of the way. Dai Zhou was like this, and Wen Yanbo was like this. What's more, Wen Yanbo failed to challenge Fang Xuanling last time and is still licking his wounds. How could he have ruined Fang Mou Duan's good thing?
Fang Mou Duan would not directly obtain benefits from the Ran family's transaction, and the emperor would not allow this to happen. But the interest groups were naturally divided into pieces, so they would be given up here and taken there.
Zhang De wanted to build the largest construction site in Hankou, so that the largest construction site in the country would appear more than a thousand years ahead of schedule. Naturally, the prime minister, who is in a high position, would not be able to care about the money for lunch boxes outsourced by the foreman on the construction site just like ordinary people.
After the Hankou Wharf was dredged, in order to dock the new "eight-year-old" type of large ship, the new inland port wharf must be large enough to be able to install plate rails, gantry can be installed, counterweight cranes and pulley sets can be installed.
Therefore, last year, after Fang Qiao inspected Henan and Hebei instead of the emperor, Zhang De promised something that as soon as the summer began in Zhenguan, the newly established cement factory in Hankou would ensure that it could produce an annual output of 4 million kilograms while it was put into production that year.
Four million kilograms of cement sounded a lot, but in fact it was only about 2,000 tons. The Han and Tang dynasties did not come or go, and it was a little different just because of the weighing.
If you want to start cement production, outsiders actually want to go deeper. What you lack is not money, but people, and wooden ball mills. The most important thing is that you cannot leave the running water, and the requirements for water conservancy facilities are not low.
The supporting facilities are naturally hydraulic forging hammers and grain processing workshops. These also require qualified technicians, but according to the accumulation of Shandong gentry, they may have the largest number of pawns in the country, but there may not be a few technicians recognized by Zhang De.
Cui can easily let the craftsmen in his clan create the best phoenix crown for the queen, but this is just craftsmen. They are unique and cannot be mass-produced as much as possible.
With the strength of the Diaoyutai Workshop, in fact, as long as the emperor needs it, within one month, he can create 30,000 horizontal knives according to the needs of the Ministry of War, with a daily output of more than 1,000. As long as the raw materials and fuel of the imperial court can keep up, the Diaoyutai Workshop can be handed over on time.
Yang Shidao has already experienced this ability. He can get as many flying duck arrows as he wants.
But even in the ninth year of Zhenguan, the court still did not feel what this power would bring. Lao Zhang was naturally happy that they were ignorant, and he would not be stupid and took out a hard and black iron cannon and smashed two hundred feet of enemy flags to show Emperor Li.
Zhang De believed and firmly believed that in the future, even if a warm man came to power, his choice would be not to compromise, but to start a fight without hesitation.
At the same time, Zhang De was more convinced that when the "Zhongyi Society" and other children of the "Blooming and Gloves" were found to be able to grin with the "Emperor", even if they were afraid, they would not choose any "dual monarch" or mascot constitutional establishment.
This may be possible or appropriate in other countries, but unfortunately, after two people in the late Qin Dynasty asked angrily "How does the fox scream?", there was no possibility or any possibility.
At that time, the army of rebellion set out in Chang'an or Luoyang will be able to easily sweep across the Western Regions, the northern desert and the Liaodong. This army of rebellion, even if it is fighting against powerful enemies of its contemporaries thousands of miles away, will definitely not hesitate and die.
However, in Zhang De's eyes, they are still just unorganized and undisciplined mobs.
"Loyalty to the emperor and patriotism" and "those who have constant property have perseverance" must not be the opponents of "I have nothing except the world". Especially, these cunning, honest, treacherous, sincere, "nothing" people, behind them, there is also a "unpredictable" who has always dreamed of a little overlord learning machine to play the eight levels of the Conrat underwater...
In short, the story of emperors, generals, talented men and beautiful women is very good, but it is useless. Zhang De and Zhang Caozhi, he is physically a man who loves women, psychologically a pervert, and an engineering pervert.
If you copy a poem and write it right, you will live your life. Lao Zhang feels that he can be a "grass fan maniac" for the rest of his life. He can play with tens of thousands of beauties in his life.
But in that case, engineering dogs should be part of the "xx people and wolfdog breeding base".
So, Zhang De felt that he was almost a "grass fan maniac" and became a dark psychopath. He seemed to have a lot of experience.
Nineteen-year-old Zhang De lives a very meaningful life.
During the day, he went to work at the Ministry of Works, and then visited the doorsteps, which was disgusting to Wen Yanbo. Then he went to various supervisors to show off his random instructions, and he could go home to play with his wife in the afternoon...
Very fulfilling.
"Alang, I saw Alang very good in the past few days, but what good things are there?"
He had dinner at night and sat without sharing food. He set up a table in a small side wing. Zheng Wan poured him a glass of warm wine and asked softly.
Lao Zhang sat down and knocked his legs crossed, and the black chopsticks held a few slices of bacon. He took a bite, then opened his mouth to catch the warm old wine that Zheng Wan fed him. After chewing, he happily patted Zheng Wanfeng's round buttocks. The silk-woven gauze dress felt very good, which almost made Lao Zhang think that Zheng Wan was not wearing any strands.
"There is a good thing."
With his eyes closed and nodded, Zhang De had a little blue-black beard at this moment, and his rough and heavy hands were wandering inside Zheng Wan's gauze dress and massaged Mrs. Zheng's waist. He felt that the touch was excellent. His eyes were showing praise, and Lao Zhang's eyes fell casually on the gully between Mrs. Zheng's chest, and then said: "Sanlang's return date is set."
"Alang and Cheng Sanlang are so deeply in love, which really makes me sigh..."
After saying that, Zheng Wan swept away the past with a cool and cool look. Instead, she held the autumn water in her eyes, picked up the small white porcelain cup with tenderness and sweetness, poured it into one cup, and raised it and said, "I wish you a cup for me."
Lao Zhang smiled and drank a glass, but he didn't say it out loud. He and Cheng Chubi were friendships, but Cheng Sanlang could not stay on the dividing line of human IQ for the rest of his life.
Life in Anbei Protectorate was not easy, and the letters Zhang Qingyue and Zhang Song'ang sent him would not be just a matter of family matters.
In the final analysis, Zhang De and Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chusi cannot play together, especially Cheng Chusi. As soon as he was born, he was destined to become the great duke of the empire. His struggle in life is nothing more than not standing in the right way.
As long as Cheng Chuliang is not involved in treason, his life only needs to complete a great cause like Princess Shang, and it can come to an end.
But Cheng Chubi is the third brother, and the possibility of him being the princess is very low. Without Zhang De, his life would be unfathomable, just like most of the second generation of Quan, life would be like a cloud.
Unfortunately, the psychopath from Jiangyin opened a window to his world first. What was transmitted through was not the warm sunshine that made people feel... "Damn this can still be played like this"!
This is like a naughty child a thousand five hundred years later when he found that firecrackers could also blow shit in the toilet, his whole world view, life values were different.
This is nothing more than changing the world.
Cheng Chubi, who had known Zhang De before, would never go to Saibei to play a rude version of "making an appointment with a cow and sheep on the block."
But after getting to know Zhang De, he knew that in addition to dozens of ways to eat a sheep, sheepskin, wool, sheep horns and sheep bones could be sold for money.
He went from being a third son of a great duke of the empire to a rags, using only one song sung on the Ba Bridge.
"Alang, what are you thinking?"
Seeing Zhang De's eyes were confused, Zheng Wan was secretly annoyed, but she didn't dare to say anything. She just said that Zhang De was missing another woman. But she didn't dare to eat the jealous woman of Wu's daughter. As for Bai Jie... a sister in a trench, there was nothing to say.
Zhang De, who had been wandering for a while, smiled and saw that Zheng Wan was completely close to the desk, her plump breasts could not be restrained by a gauze scarf, so she had to put them on the table like this, and it immediately expanded and became bigger and bigger.
The eyes couldn't help but wandered with the "sliding, round, white and big erect" and held an empty white porcelain wine glass in his hand. After drinking a little old wine, his waist and eyes were a little hot.
Chapter completed!