At Genting Mountain, Li Xian was leisurely basking in the sun. It felt really refreshing to bask in the sun on the snowy mountain in the middle of summer.
"Aha..." Li Xian stretched his body lazily, "This life is so boring! I have nothing to do, but I can't leave the imperial mausoleum. I can't even get a sow on the entire imperial mausoleum construction site! What the hell is this!"
Song Xing stood nearby, trying hard to hold back his laughter.
Standing on the top of the cliff, looking around, Li Xian suddenly felt very excited: "I will climb to the top and see all the other mountains below! Ha..."
"Good words!" Ge Zhengfeng walked over slowly, "Mr. Li has been really relaxed lately."
"Mr. Ge, please take a seat. Song Xing, serve the tea. This is a little fun thing I have been doing recently. Using melted snow from the snowy mountains to make tea has a unique flavor. The ice and snow on the mountains accumulate a little bit of cold air, and then melted by the extreme yang power of the sun, it has a sense of the harmony of Tai Chi."
Ge Zhengfeng took the teacup, tasted it carefully, and praised it highly. "The tea is good, but Mr. Li, you are here to supervise the construction of the imperial mausoleum, not to bask in the sun."
"Mr. Ge, please forgive me for making a fool of myself. I know what I can do and what I will do. Not causing trouble or giving blind orders on the construction site is the only thing I can do."
"Very good, very good. This is what I admire most about you, young master. It is this self-awareness that makes you different from others."
Li Xian was dumbfounded? Self-aware? Brother, this is modesty, modesty, modesty, do you understand? Looking at the smile in Ge Zhengfeng's eyes, Li Xian finally understood that he was laughed at by this old guy! So he said in a muffled voice: "Leave the construction work to you, sir, I just spend the money."
"Haha..." Ge Zhengfeng laughed heartily, "Mr. Li, the words you just said are very good, but this is not what you wrote, right?"
"How do you know?"
"You are halfway up the mountain."
“Uh…” Li Xian looked up at the mountain peaks that reached the sky above him and smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all.
Ge Zhengfeng did not miss the opportunity to tease Li Xian: "Mr. Li, I think you are: sipping fragrant tea on the cliff, a lazy man with small clothes. Lazy is lazy, and poor is poor."
"Puff..." Li Xian spat out a mouthful of tea and choked and coughed; the guards beside him, such as Song Xing, blushed even more, but did not dare to laugh out loud.
After coughing for a long time, Li Xian finally calmed down and said, "Sir, you have great literary talent. I am willing to admit that you are better than me."
"That's fine, but my fame is not as high as Mr. Li's."
"Of course. Now, who doesn't know about the Brilliant Star Trading Company? Who doesn't know about the theory of rejuvenating a country through industry and commerce? Who doesn't know..."
"No, no, no, I'm talking about literary talent, not business."
"Literary talent?" Li Xian was confused. "What literary talent do I have?"
Ge Zhengfeng said seriously, "The sea is all water!"
For a moment, everyone on the mountainside was laughing so hard that they fell backwards. Even the most serious guards couldn't help laughing. Only Li Xian's face turned black. Damn it, good news doesn't go out, but bad news travels a thousand miles! My buddy's reputation is completely ruined.
Ge Zhengfeng also laughed for a long time before finally calming down. "Okay, okay, just kidding. The reason why I say you have literary talent is not because of your articles, but your views. Your slogan and view of rejuvenating the country through industry and commerce has now spread beyond the State of Cai. A few days ago, I received a letter from an old friend. The book said that the State of Qi to our southeast has begun to try it, and it is said that the effect is good. But there are a few points that my old friend doesn't quite understand, so he wants me to ask Master Li for help."