RMWDS -Chapter 250 Liang Chen

Time was short and the task was urgent. After a brief exchange of greetings, Wei Zijun began teaching the craftsmen how to use the modern tools they had brought.

He bent down and opened a large solid-wood toolbox beside him.

Inside, various tools were neatly organized into separate compartments. The metal instruments gleamed brightly under the sunlight, reflecting a sharp, cool luster.

“We prepared fifty sets of toolboxes like this. I’m not sure if it’ll be enough. If not, everyone can share.”

He first pulled out a hand saw.

Compared to the bronze saws commonly used in ancient times, this one was half as thick, with fine, razor-sharp teeth.

Picking up a discarded piece of wood about the thickness of a bowl, he casually applied a bit of force with his wrist.

Shhhk!

A clean, smooth cut instantly appeared.

There wasn’t even the slightest splinter.

“Wow! That’s an incredibly fast saw!”

“Amazing!”

“Using my old saw, it’d take me forever to cut through wood that thick!”

The craftsmen immediately crowded around him.

One after another, they stretched their necks forward and stared with wide eyes.

Wei Zijun wasn’t nervous in the slightest.

Picking up tool after tool, he patiently demonstrated their use.

“This is called a claw hammer. Use this side for driving nails, and this side for pulling them out. It’s much more efficient than an ordinary hammer.”

“And this is a spirit level. Place it on a board. If the bubble is in the middle, it’s level. It’s extremely accurate.”

“And this thing is called construction adhesive. Of course, it can’t compare to the mortise-and-tenon techniques developed by our ancestors, but it’s incredibly efficient…”

Throughout the lesson, he continuously demonstrated practical techniques while carefully explaining the purpose and usage tips for each tool.

Whenever an older craftsman, slower to learn, asked a question, he would immediately stop what he was doing, walk over, and personally guide them step by step.

The younger craftsmen learned quickly.

After only a short period of practice, they grasped the fundamentals and personally experienced just how much more convenient and efficient these modern tools were compared to traditional equipment.

They were delighted.

Soon they surrounded Wei Zijun in a tight circle, eagerly firing off one practical question after another.

The atmosphere became lively and energetic.

Meanwhile, Wei Zhuoshan slowly approached Princess Ningyu.

He nodded respectfully, his manners impeccable.

Princess Ningyu quickly stepped forward and solemnly returned the gesture.

Her tone was filled with respect.

“Master Wei, you’ve traveled a long way to come here. Thank you for your hard work.

“I truly don’t know how I could ever repay such a favor.”

Wei Zhuoshan immediately stepped aside to avoid receiving the full bow.

Waving his hand, he smiled warmly.

“Your Highness is too kind.

“Our Cult Leader said that we’re all friends, so there’s no need to speak of repayment.

“If I had to mention something…”

He paused.

“Our Cult Leader is quite fond of the tea Your Highness sent previously.”

Not fond of drinking it.

Fond of selling it.

At 3,888 yuan per gram, it was more expensive than gold.

No one could possibly dislike that.

Naturally, Princess Ningyu had no idea about the hidden meaning behind those words.

Hearing this, she simply assumed that Miao Yunyou genuinely loved the tea.

A sincere smile appeared on her face.

“Master Wei is too polite.

“It’s only ordinary tea.

“As long as Cult Leader Miao likes it, that’s all that matters. I’ll have more sent over later.”

Then she added:

“I wonder, does Cult Leader Miao have any other preferences?”

Princess Ningyu had already decided that she wanted to maintain a close relationship with Miao Yunyou.

Whenever the opportunity arose, she would quietly gather information so she could better cater to Miao Yunyou’s interests in the future.

Faced with the question, Wei Zhuoshan thought very seriously for a moment.

Then he realized something.

The great love of Miao Yunyou’s life was her phone.

There simply wasn’t a second option.

Wei Zhuoshan paused for a moment before answering:

“…Our Cult Leader doesn’t seem to have any particular favorite things.”

After hearing that reply, Princess Ningyu couldn’t help feeling a surge of admiration.

She sighed sincerely:

“To cast aside all the world’s temptations and luxuries, to possess so few worldly desires, and to act with such ease, freedom, and detachment…

“Such a state has already transcended ordinary people.

“She can truly be called an immortal living among mortals.”

Wei Zhuoshan:

“…………”

If that’s how you want to interpret it, there’s not much I can do about it.

After chatting for a while, the conversation naturally turned to the imperial envoy who would soon arrive.

The smile on Princess Ningyu’s face faded slightly.

With a soft sigh, she said:

“The envoy sent from the imperial palace will arrive in three days.

“Although we now have the materials and tools, the schedule is still extremely tight.

“I don’t know whether we can finish everything before he gets here.”

How annoying.

I really want to just kill him.

Although the princess didn’t say those thoughts aloud, Mu Zigui could clearly sense the murderous intent behind her calm expression.

He immediately tried to persuade her otherwise.

“Your Highness, he is still an official sent directly by the palace.

“If something happens to him on the way here, the Emperor will become suspicious.”

A cold gleam flashed through Princess Ningyu’s eyes.

Speaking with the calm decisiveness of someone already prepared to act, she said:

“Then we’ll arrange for something to happen after he’s leaves.”

“Surely they can’t all think that this is a place where people may come and go whenever they please.”

This would also be a good opportunity to remind certain ill-intentioned people in the imperial court to understand their limits and rein in their schemes.

Hearing this, Wei Zhuoshan raised an eyebrow.

Curious, he asked:

“Oh? And who exactly is this envoy?”

Princess Ningyu replied:

“This person stands on the opposite side politically and has had conflicts with me before.

“He is under the Eighth Prince’s influence.

“If he’s coming here, it certainly isn’t for anything good.”

Wei Zhuoshan wasn’t particularly familiar with court politics, so he simply asked again:

“Who is he?”

Princess Ningyu answered:

“The current Director of the Imperial Observatory, Liang Chen.”

Mu Zigui added:

“The Imperial Observatory is responsible for observing celestial phenomena and calculating the calendar.

“They are also highly skilled at surveying mountains and rivers and analyzing geomancy and feng shui.

“This time, under the pretext of inspecting the temple’s construction progress, he will undoubtedly use ‘examining the temple’s feng shui layout’ as an excuse to search for flaws and weaknesses everywhere he can.

“He’ll do everything possible to find fault with Your Highness.”

Mu Ziqi rolled his eyes.

“Didn’t the Emperor just recently say that this Director of the Imperial Observatory was incompetent?

“And now he trusts him again already?

“He’s really fickle.”

This was exactly why having a soft-hearted emperor had both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage was that he was easy to fool.

The disadvantage was that everyone else could fool him too.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Princess Ningyu’s lips.

She had already pieced together the entire situation in her mind.

Without hesitation, she identified the true mastermind behind it all:

“No need to speculate.

“It must be my Eighth Imperial Uncle pulling strings again.”

The group stood together discussing the matter.

Some speculated about the hidden schemes Liang Chen might be bringing with him.

Others considered how they should deal with his inevitable attempts to cause trouble.

While everyone else continued talking—

Wei Zhuoshan’s smile suddenly froze.

He stood rooted to the spot.

“Liang Chen?”

Wait.

Hold on.

That name sounded awfully familiar.

Wasn’t that…

The same Liang Chen who had abandoned his family, left his wife and children behind, and severed ties with the clan—

The scumbag father of Su Qingluo and Su Qingyu? Su Qingluo Su Qingyu