The generals of the protector army stared at Ni Liang with fierce eyes, eager to drag him over and beat him violently, but everyone knew that the rules were made by themselves and they were helpless, so they could only watch him pull away their treasured cronies, but they were also unwilling.

"Lao Zheng, the Sprinkle family doesn't understand, how did that fool's eyes become so good, and all the good ones in the generals were picked away." Although Zhao Mengjin is the head of the guard, he also knows that he can't manage the prince's personal guards, of course he wants to keep the backbone, so he asked Zheng Huchen behind him in a hurry.

"Hmph, where did that fool become smarter, but has the guidance of a master." Zheng Huchen snorted lightly and said, now that the few people who came down from the plague ship have been reused, even Zhou Xiang's useless thing has been made a master, only he has not been appointed, but he also understands that his identity is not visible. Zhao Mengjin is different, he was born in the clan, even if he makes a mistake, he has no right to deal with it, and he has to hand it over to Zongzheng for punishment, and His Royal Highness is the outer Zongzheng, who happens to be in charge, and then a punishment that is not light or heavy will pass. Therefore, it is impossible for him not to have a little jealousy in his heart, and he is naturally not angry with Zhao Mengjin, who is being proud.

"Who? Where are the masters! Zhao Mengjin heard this, and immediately looked around.

"Don't look at it, it's Your Highness!" Zheng Huchen hurriedly pulled Zhao Mengjin and said in a low voice.

"Your Highness?! But how did he know, could it really be God's help? Zhao Mengjin was a little confused, His Royal Highness is in a high position, although he has no frame for treating people and being kind, but except for a few of them who are in charge, he may not have said a few words, let alone have a deep friendship, and he can't figure out who is strong and who is weak except for his own subordinates, and His Royal Highness will never know except for divine help.

"No, he should have only clicked Ni Liang." Zheng Huchen shook his head lightly and said.

"How to dial it, why can't the Sprinkle family see it." Zhao Mengjin twisted his face and stared at the prince for a while, he just glanced left and right and looked at everyone as if watching a play, and the performance was no different from that of other children, he asked suspiciously.

"Look at the prince's fingers!" Zheng Huchen said in Zhao Mengjin's ear.

"Oh, I see!" Zhao Mengjin looked over as he said, the prince's hand was on the case, but he knocked it intentionally or unintentionally from time to time, he followed the prince's gaze again, and after a little thought, he took two steps forward, and his tall body happened to cut off the prince's sight, but the people over there were all relieved at this time, because Ni Liang began to make mistakes.

"It's not fun!" Zhao Hao suddenly laughed, raised his hand and said helplessly, he understood that his little trick had been seen through, and there was no way to play the game with Ni Liang anymore, so he immediately turned his attention to the selection of the craftsman bureau......

The news that the government was going to be reorganized had already spread, which made everyone feel the crisis, and the young and strong naturally had no pressure, but were eager to try and hope to get a good job. The old and infirm women and children were in a state of misery, knowing that they might well be abandoned by the palace, but now that they were on fire, leaving the palace meant starving and becoming slaves of the Mongols, and so these days could be described as years of life.

I heard that the selection in the house began today, and those old and weak people had already gathered in the open space outside the house to wait, and they naturally did not dare to hope that they could have a half-official position, just hoping that they could be stayed, so their requirements were very low, even if they were engaged in the lowest job, they could mix a bowl of rice and eat, and make a living in this troubled world. And the body does not allow them to be soldiers to dance knives and guns, and charge into battle, so they don't expect to be selected by the pro-guards and guards, they just want to be able to find something to do in the lowest-demand craftsman bureau, and their eyes are on him Zhou Xiang.

Zhou Xiang dealt with craftsmen all day long, and of course he knew very well what the people at the bottom thought, and he knew his situation better. He was able to get His Royal Highness's favor more because of the friendship on the plague ship, but they were still much worse than Zhao Mengjin and Zheng Huchen, and they were not even as good as Cai Wanyi and others. Therefore, he knew that although he was one of the seven main affairs in the palace, his ranking should be the lowest, even if he had the permission of the prince, he could not compete with others, and he could not fight. But he knew that the prince was soft-hearted and didn't want to abandon these old and weak women and children, so he already had a plan in his heart.

"My lord, do you think the little old man can enter the craftsman?" An old man in his sixties came over and asked Zhou Xiang.

"Oh, what kind of craft does the old man have?" Zhou Xiang asked with a slight bow, he was not like other people scurrying around in the crowd to pick people, but set up two tables on the side and waited for guests to come to the door, because he knew that people who were unsuccessful or had nowhere to go would naturally come to him.

"Little Lao'er worked as a carpenter when he was young, do you think it's okay?" The old man replied cautiously.

"What have you done?" Zhou Xiang nodded and asked again.

"In his early years, he built boats, built temples, and built bridges, and when he was old, he could only help people repair houses in the countryside to survive." The old man replied.

"Well, go up there and get the name." Zhou Xiang nodded.

"Did you take me?" The old man asked incredulously.

"Of course, as long as there is craftsmanship, we will accept it, and those who come will not refuse!" Zhou Xiang said loudly.

"My lord, I worked as a blacksmith, do you accept it?" A one-eyed man asked.

"Close!" Zhou Xiang replied dryly.

"My lord, I've been a silversmith!"

"My lord, I've been a mason!"

"My lord, I can dry salt, count?"

"My lord, I'm a cobbler, okay?" ……

"Collect, collect, go over there to register and draw!" Zhou Xiang waved his hand, and he only asked a few words about the people who continued, and he accepted them all, and after a while, the team behind him was already two or three hundred people.

After a short time, everyone found that the review of the craftsman bureau was simple and the requirements were low, as long as some crafts were old or young, almost no one refused, and even some women who could spin and weave and cut clothes wanted it. This is good, some people who wanted to join the army, but they were not confident hesitated, but seeing that there were more and more people joining the craftsman bureau, and they had not yet been selected, once the people over there were enough, then they would not fall short at both ends, so they also threw themselves here, and for a while, the craftsman bureau was crowded.

"What will you do?" Seeing a middle-aged man squeezing into front of the table, Zhou Xiang still asked as he did just now.

"I'm ......," the man asked.

"My lord, don't pay attention to him, this person must know nothing, and he is afraid of death when he goes into battle, so he will come here to make up for it." The people on the side looked at the man with a red face, and he didn't know how to answer, so he said with a smile.

"I ...... I can farm! The man held back for a long time, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Farming!?" The people at the scene were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter. If you talk about farming, I am afraid that eight out of ten people present are from farming, which is really not a craft.

"I really know how to farm, plough the land, raise seedlings, plant seedlings, harvest everything, and mine has at least five buckets more than other families in the same land." The man was in a hurry, and shouted at the crowd to justify.

"As you say, I am indeed a good farmer, and I am a craftsman...... Accepted! Zhou Xiang knew that an acre of good paddy field could generally produce three stones of rice, and the same land could harvest five more buckets, which was really remarkable, but it really didn't match his own here, so he wanted to refuse but subconsciously glanced at the prince and immediately changed his mind.

"Well, Lao Zhou is quite sensible......" Zhao Hao, who was watching from a distance, smiled and said lightly.

"His Royal Highness is still discerning and knowledgeable." Wang De hurriedly took over and said.

"Your sycophant is comfortable, but who will believe it." Zhao Yu twisted his face and said.

"Even if those of them are still suspicious, those who know His Highness will never doubt it." Wang De watched His Royal Highness's revision plan with his own eyes, but he was just a fake hand when transcribing it, of course he knew the inside story, "Your Highness, but what does this 'sycophant' mean?" ”

"Don't you understand what it means to be a sycophant?" Zhao Yu raised his eyebrows and said, although the word 'sycophant' is vulgar, it is also a slang word handed down from ancient times, and later generations know what it means, is it not popular in the palace of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Your Highness, I really don't know?" Wang De shook his head and said.

"The meaning of 'sycophancy' turned out to be the Tartars." Zhao Yu suddenly remembered that the allusion to this remark was good in ancient times, but it started from the Mongols, and he inadvertently said that he was bald, but fortunately, it was quite consistent with this era, and he could still remedy it, "The Tartars ride horses on weekdays, and of course they also like others to praise their horses for being good, so when they meet, they will pat each other's horses on the ass and say that the other party's horses are really good, which is flattery, so I have said this for a long time." ”

"Oh, Your Highness is really well-versed in the past, and even knows the things about the Tartars." Wang De listened and praised with admiration.

"You're a sycophant!" Zhao Hao slapped Wang De's ass twice and smiled.

"Hehe, the small one is from the heart, and there is no flattery." Wang De said with some embarrassment, but in his heart he was very interested in His Highness's intimacy, but he also felt that serving such a clever ghost was really a headache.

"Hey, that kid Chen Dun is making trouble again." While the master and servant were talking, Zhao Yu found that Zhou Xiang had an accident again.

"Your Highness, this kid hasn't been in peace since he came to the mansion, he has been in trouble all day long, it's really time to deal with him, and he dares to make trouble on such an important occasion today." Wang De looked at it for a moment and said with a frown.

"Yes, this kid is not afraid of heaven and earth, it is time to punish him, otherwise I don't know what kind of disaster will be caused!" Zhao Hao also thought so.

"Your Highness, this is a troublemaker, it is better to take this opportunity to expel him from the palace." Wang De immediately suggested that he knew that the prince was going to put the old camp under the management of the Inner Government, and he didn't want to have a headache for this kid all day long.

"No, if this kid is trained well, he will definitely be a talent one day!" Zhao Yu shook his head and said, he decided to go and see for himself......