amaotonovel Chapter 764 You can't beat our master, so you take it out on us?
Chapter 764 You can't beat our master, so you take it out on us?
As the younger brother of Li Shanchang, the Grand Secretary of the court, Li Cunyi had seen many nobles from Huaixi come to Li Shanchang's house to freeload meals.
But I've never seen anyone like Yang Shaofeng, who brings a dozen or so students to freeload a meal.
What's even more infuriating is that poor Li Qi is still working as a laborer on a farm in Ningyang County, and I, as his uncle, can only temporarily take Li Qi's place and come out to greet him, Yang Dianfeng.
housekeeper?
Don't joke around. Yang the Madman had formally sent his visiting card in advance and stated that it was for official business. Having the steward stand at the door to greet him not only shows disrespect for Yang the Madman, but also disregards official business and makes the Han family lose face!
While inwardly cursing, Li Cunyi took the initiative to greet Yang Shaofeng, cupping his hands in greeting from afar and saying, "Your Excellency's arrival is an honor. I am so sorry for not greeting you properly."
Yang Shaofeng smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "No, no, you're too kind, Li Sicheng."
After exchanging polite formalities, Li Cunyi and Yang Shaofeng headed towards Li Shanchang's home.
"You've gone a bit too far."
Li Cunyi lowered his voice and said through gritted teeth, "Using the guise of official business, you brought more than a dozen students to my door. How much do you hate my brother?"
As Yang Shaofeng walked forward with Li Cunyi, he said with a forced smile, "Second Uncle is joking. This time, it was Prime Minister Li and Marquis Chengyi who plotted against me first. He should have known this day would come."
Li Cunyi snorted and said, "You must have forgotten that my brother's daughter, Yu Jie, is a close friend of your Princess Funing and Princess Fuyang."
My brother and Liu Bowen did scheme against you, that's true, but this whole thing was started by your good father-in-law. Instead of messing with your father-in-law, you're messing with my brother.
Yang Shaofeng smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know, but how could Prime Minister Li have the nerve to let Sister Yu complain to Jin'er and Yu'er?"
I know this, but as the saying goes, you have to pick the softest persimmon to squeeze. I'm afraid that Lao Deng will complain to his mother-in-law, so I can only ask your brother to suffer first.
Li Cunyi snorted again and said, "Brother Qi was once your guest, and even my brother and I gave you gifts back then."
Oh, so you're resorting to emotional appeals because you can't win an argument or a fight?
Unfortunately, I am devoid of emotions.
With a forced smile, Yang Shaofeng followed Li Cunyi through the courtyards and all the way to the second hall of the Duke of Han's mansion. From afar, he first bowed to Li Shanchang and said, "This nephew greets Prime Minister Li."
Hearing Yang Shaofeng's inappropriate address, Li Shanchang snorted coldly and returned the greeting with a forced smile: "This old minister greets Your Highness, the Imperial Son-in-Law."
The steward standing next to Li Shanchang was almost going crazy.
Yang, the notorious madman in Beijing, is not quite normal.
My husband doesn't seem to be behaving himself right now either.
Sparks seemed to be flying between the two of them.
It might explode at any time.
But what did I, a mere housekeeper, do wrong to deserve being in this kind of situation...?
While mentally ranting, the butler gestured for the dozen or so students that Yang Shaofeng had brought to sit down.
"Come, come, sit down and talk."
"Everyone, please don't stand on ceremony. Be the same way you are here as you are at the Prince Consort's residence."
"Don't hesitate to call me if you need anything."
"..."
The butler tried his best to liven up the atmosphere.
The dozen or so students brought by Yang Shaofeng responded to the butler with laughter and chatter.
The fact that Prime Minister Li chose to receive guests in the second hall instead of the main hall shows that his master and Prime Minister Li have a very close relationship.
Since that's the case, all we students need to do is eat and drink well, and the rest is up to the master and Prime Minister Li.
Seeing that more than a dozen students had stood in front of the chairs, Li Shanchang snorted coldly, glared at Yang Shaofeng, returned to the main seat, stretched out his palm and pressed down, and said, "Sit down and talk."
After Li Shanchang sat down first, Yang Shaofeng followed suit, and a dozen students also took their seats in turn. The servants, who had been prepared in advance, hurriedly brought tea to serve them.
Li Shanchang glanced at Yang Shaofeng again, snorted coldly, and said, "The Prince Consort said he has official business to discuss with me. Now you can speak?"
Yang Shaofeng didn't care about Li Shanchang's attitude at all. Instead, he said with a smile, "What I call official business is a great gift for Prime Minister Li."
Pointing to a dozen or so students, Yang Shaofeng continued, "These students might not be good at composing poems, but when it comes to road construction, workshop management, and planning, they are perfect."
As Yang Shaofeng finished speaking, Li Shanchang almost cursed out loud.
What? You, Yang the Madman, brought a dozen students to see me, and now I have to owe you a favor?
No, where did you get such a big face?
These dozen or so students have already had their destinations arranged by me and the Ministry of Personnel long ago!
Not to mention their names or their respective strengths, I know everything about their families. Why would I need you to use them to curry favor?
Li Shanchang glanced at Yang Shaofeng and said with a forced smile, "Your Highness is too kind."
Yang Shaofeng smiled and said, "Didn't my father-in-law say that he wanted me to help Prime Minister Li study that five-year plan?"
Li Shanchang gave a soft snort, just as he was thinking about how to retort, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck him. He looked at Yang Shaofeng and asked, "Does the Prince Consort still remember the last five-year plan?"
Yang Shaofeng nodded, and Li Shanchang continued, "In the previous five-year plan, the land reclamation plans formulated by various prefectures, states, and counties have basically been completed, and most prefectures and counties have even exceeded their targets."
"However, in terms of workshops, many prefectures and counties not only failed to exceed their targets, but many even failed to complete the five small industries that the Prince Consort mentioned."
"Some of them are coal mines that cannot be found."
"Some places are not suitable for building paper mills."
There are many messy reasons.
"As for the number of people, the situation in each prefecture and county is even more complicated."
"After all, some prefectures and counties are like whirlpools, frantically absorbing people."
Yang Shaofeng's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he was ranting and raving.
Why don't you just say Dengzhou Prefecture and Ningyang County?
They even mentioned certain prefectures and certain counties.
Isn't this just pointing at a bald man and insulting a monk?
Li Shanchang glanced at Yang Shaofeng again, "For these reasons, the progress of the roads, bridges and other projects originally planned by each prefecture, state and county is also unsatisfactory."
Yang Shaofeng glanced at Li Shanchang.
So?
What new tricks do you have up your sleeve, you old scoundrel?
Li Shanchang stroked his beard and smiled, then unfolded his map of the Yan Kingdom: "I've been thinking that since we're going to formulate a five-year plan, we can't let the local officials make decisions on a whim."
"How about this, Your Highness, lend these students to me temporarily for a while. I'll have someone take them to visit the prefectures, states, and counties around the capital, and then have them audit the five-year plans submitted by those prefectures, states, and counties?"
"Then, let them see the five-year plan formulated by the imperial court."
"..."
Li Shanchang's mouth opened and closed, while the dozen or so students brought by Yang Shaofeng looked completely bewildered.
You, the Grand Secretary, can't beat our Lord, so you take your anger out on us?