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Chapter 353

When Xie Xiaoyu came back in the evening, Brother Zhao called him over to eat lychees. Even Uncle Tang, Aunt Feng, and Brother Yu shared some.

Most of them are fond of sweet food. Brother Yu and others squinted their eyes as they ate, with expressions of enjoyment on their faces, as if they had eaten something extraordinary.

Brother Zhao also liked it, but he didn't dare to eat more. Xiaofeng gave Brother Xiu a bunch, and the brothers sat on the steps of the inner courtyard, in a daze, with the good boy among them. He was not lazy at all, Yu. Since the brothers arrived at Fang's house, Guaizi had not seen them. Although he was the master, he should mention his identity so that the servants would not commit crimes, but Fang Zichen did not allow it.

If a nanny is hired to work in a modern home, he or she must be called Auntie. Even though they are working, they are all human beings and must be treated with a minimum of respect. Brother Yu and the other two are just not lucky. Other than that, no one is inferior to anyone else. If they do something wrong, they can be told and disciplined, but they cannot be beaten or scolded at will. If they are so big-hearted that they get on top of their master, he will have his own way to punish him. Wanting people to obey is not just about "using power to suppress others" .

The good boy remembers what Fang Zichen said! He also knows that it feels uncomfortable to be beaten and scolded, no matter how bad it is for Brother Yu and others, not to mention Uncle Tang, Aunt Feng, Da Li and others, but Brother Dou and others. When he went to the shop to help with the work It was also a call from uncle to uncle. He did not call out names directly, but also sang to them. When he went to get ice cream, he also knew how to ask people if they wanted to eat. When Brother Dou came back from working with others, he often ran to the kitchen to cook. They were given water to drink, but their character was still the same as it was in the village.

Brother Yu and the others also like Guaizi to be tight. After all, there is only one child in the family now. Guaizi doesn't need to do anything now. He twists his head to the left. Brother Yu peels off a lychee and feeds it to him with a smile. Then he twists to the right. , Brother Dou fed him another one.

The good boy was very happy, hugging each other as if he was intoxicated. He pursed his lips and kissed each of them in thanks.

Brother Yu and others all laughed, and fed him lychees more diligently.

Fang Zichen's eyelids twitched as he looked at it.

Incredible.

This kid needs to be educated in a juvenile detention center.

Look at how old he is, his cool and joyful posture, even the emperor who has been idle for ten years cannot compare to him.

Brother Zhao came over and sat with Fang Zichen. The sun had set by now, the sky was blue, the cicadas were still chirping, and it was not as hot as it was at noon.

"I would like to take some time to teach Brother Yu and the others arithmetic in the evening, is that okay?" Brother Zhao said.

Now Xie Xiaoyu and Nanny Feng are the only ones in the store who collect the bills, and they can barely keep busy, but they are very tired. One is in charge of cooked food, and the other is in charge of cold drinks. Rice resisted for a while, but in the end she received the wrong account. Xie Xiaoyu didn't say anything to her. He was not the kind to criticize others. Secondly, he felt it was unreasonable to say it.

He knew clearly that several of Brother Yu's people didn't know how to count, but he still held people on top. He was mostly responsible for what went wrong. Fortunately, he only went there for a while, and only one customer paid. When the person saw the rice, he broke his hands, and then I came here to buy a few times, but I knew that I had never seen her collect the bill, so I immediately urged her. When I was in a hurry, I finally calculated that it was a mistake and I was undercharged by thirteen fen.

This was nothing serious, but when Da Mi came back, he took the initiative to come to Brother Zhao to apologize.

After coming home for a while, Brother Zhao observed several people and they were all good. Since he came from the village, he had experienced hardships and poverty. Now he finally has a stable life. He works diligently, but these words are not true. It is said that everything that has been poor is good. Some people are afraid of poverty. Once they are exposed to "prosperity" and because they have enjoyed the good things that money brings, they are afraid of going back to the old days. If they want to climb up, they start to have bad things. thoughts.

There are few people like Brother Yu. He respects Brother Zhao and never hangs around in front of Fang Zichen. The way he looks at him is that although he is pretty, he is a bit straight sometimes. Even occasionally, he meets Fang Zichen's eyes unintentionally, and his face is still... His face turned red, but Fang Zichen could see clearly that they simply thought he was handsome and had no other thoughts.

Brother Zhao thought about cultivating them so that they would not just open one shop in the future.

"Well, sure!" Fang Zichen knew what he was thinking: "If you don't mention this, I will say it anyway. I originally wanted to leave it to Xiaofeng, but if you think you can teach me, you can do it, but the condition is Don't tire yourself. I heard that you pregnant women are prone to ugly things. The son may not think the mother is ugly, but I may think the son is ugly."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Brother Zhao gave him a punch." You said last time that you liked everything I did!"

"That was last time! I was suppressing you last time! I will obey whatever you say. Now... "

Brother Zhao's face was gloomy, and he raised his palm in front of him: "How are you now?"

Fang Zichen tightened his skin and hurriedly approached to please him: "I know how to count now. I've always been a spitting person. He's a real man."

"Liar, you didn't mean that just now."

"I'm just telling you," Fang Zichen put his arm around Brother Zhao's shoulders and pointed at the good boy: "I'm not lying to you, look at us. Damn that pig brother, do I dislike him? It's too late for me to love him! I really like whatever you have, as long as they don't look like big worms, I'm really afraid of this thing

. He was a little speechless. He still didn't know why Fang Zichen felt that the newborn baby looked like a bug. When Angkor gave birth in the village, when the midwife took the baby out, Fang Zichen glanced at it. After that, he didn't want to look at it anymore. When he came back, his face was pale. , said that the child was too scary, it was too scary. Later, Angkor came to thank him and brought the child. Fang Zichen still didn't dare to look at it until they met again during the New Year. He was stunned for a moment and then muttered something like this. Did the child go to Korea for plastic surgery? It was the Du family's ancestral grave that was struck by lightning and smoke emitted.

Brother Zhao pinched his arm: "Next time you talk nonsense, I will beat you."

Fang Zichen kept busy: "I know, I know, we Zhao Guoguo are not angry, not angry."

It was just a joke, he He really doesn't mind, it doesn't matter whether the child is ugly or not, as long as it is his own, whether it is bear-like or ghost-like, he likes both.

Brother Zhao also glared at him: "You can't call your son ugly. If you do, I'll beat you."

Fang Zichen: "..."

These two little sons haven't been born yet! Did he fall out of favor first?

This guy really is. Yesterday when we were making love to each other, I even said that I loved him the most.

It turns out that once you get it, you don't cherish it.

It seems that this guy is even worse than him.

...

The princes, right ministers, and the children of the Shangshu Mansion play well with the good boy. The good boy has not fallen behind in his studies. He is not sensible at first. He comes from the village. He cannot eat the lotus flowers in the imperial garden and pond to fill his stomach. In his opinion, they were just like wild flowers on the roadside. He thought it was not valuable and it didn't matter if he plucked them out. This was not considered a bad thing, so he started arguing with the princes. Later, when Fang Zichen told him, he realized that it was Xia Jinghong who liked her. You can't swim in that pool. Those flowers are not weeds that grow there by themselves. They are planted on purpose. They are not wild flowers on the roadside and cannot be plucked casually. He plucked other people's flowers. This is wrong. He went to apologize to Xia Jinghong again. Xia Jinghong watched him take out his schoolbag, fearing that he would take out something that would leave him speechless again, but it turned out to be a small jar.

Guaizi brought his wife's book with him this time and said he would compensate Xia Jinghong.

His attitude was very sincere and he bowed. Xia Jinghong gently picked him up and touched his little face. He knew that this child was cheerful but not naughty. Fang Zichen had deceived him and mistakenly thought that his imperial garden was at the head of the village. There was an empty space, and there were some things that he didn't understand before, and he couldn't recognize the price. If he understood, he would definitely not do it, so although Xia Jinghong was angry at first, he didn't scold him.

Master Ji taught him "Wen", and when he returned, Fang Zichen taught him "Li". Guaizi is good at arithmetic and has almost no pressure.

I had to rush to class in the morning, so my martial arts training time was moved to the evening.

He was good at boxing and had improved his endurance. Fang Zichen began to teach him how to ride and shoot again. The children of the aristocratic family have learned things, and naturally they have to arrange them for him.

Although the Fang Mansion's yard was big, it was not big enough for horse racing. Fang Zichen took him to the General's Mansion. He was not polite in borrowing the space, so he handed over two kilograms of meat and said, old man, our friendship is so good that I can lend it to you. Is it okay to have a home? Butler Qin wanted to laugh. Everyone in the court knew that this man was a picky person. He could only get in and out. It was rare that he would bring two kilograms of meat with him. He was afraid that he would be so distressed that he could not sleep for two nights.

Brother Zhao was embarrassed and brought some other gifts, but Butler Qin confiscated them. He only said that he likes braised pork. He has eaten everything when he is older, and now he likes this one. Brother Zhao understands and tells Da Li. Butler Qin smiled when he brought it to him.

The riding arena in the General's Mansion was very wide. Seeing that the horse brought by Fang Zichen was not to his liking, Butler Qin asked his servants to fetch the horse from the mansion. This horse was a 'mixed blood', and the horse was from the Western Zhou Dynasty. , the horses in the Western Zhou Dynasty are the tallest, with shiny hair. Standing next to your own horse, you can see the difference between a tall, rich and handsome man and a short, poor man. Your own horse is made to look shabby.

Brother Zhao followed him a few days ago. He saw the good boy galloping on his horse. At first, he was worried that he would fall off and break his body, but later he saw that he was stable. Brother Zhao felt relieved and told him Fang Zichen was optimistic about him and didn't follow him after he got the guarantee. The result was good. The good boy came back the next night. His front clothes were covered with blood. He held two bunches of candied haws in his hands. He opened his mouth and showed the only front tooth that stood out first. It also disappeared, leaving only a red and bloody hole.

Fang Zichen bribed him with two bunches of candied haws. When Brother Zhao asked, he said that he pulled it out because his hand was itchy and sent it to meet its brother.

Brother Zhao was speechless on the spot. He pulled him into his arms and took a closer look. He was relieved to see that he was not injured anywhere else.

Xia Jinghong knew that Guaizi had learned how to ride and shoot, so he asked him to go to the Arrow Pavilion to show him two moves that day.

The palace man brought the horse and was about to bend down to carry him up, but the boy pulled the reins by himself, jumped up with his strength, and got on the horse with light and graceful movements.

Xia Jinghong clapped his hands: "Okay!"

It was quite impressive.

The good boy has been learning for two months. Now he can press the horse's belly with his legs and draw the bow and arrow in one go. The arrow made a crisp sound and the arrow hit the target steadily.

Xia Jinghong was stunned.

Several children jumped up and cheered for their brothers.

"Good boy is so awesome!"

"Good boy is amazing." "

Good boy is amazing."

Xia Jinghong: "..."

Is this what a prince should say?

I don't know how Fang Zichen taught him, but he has learned it like this in two months. He has been studying with the prince for several years, and that's about it.

Darling, that tooth is not white!

After coming out of the Arrow Pavilion, the boys went cycling together again.

In the past, classes were boring for children. In addition, the summer was sweltering and they got up quickly in the morning and had to go to the study room at four o'clock. Therefore, the boys from the minister's family and the right minister's family all lived in the palace. The good boy is very smart, remembering everything he says, but has excellent understanding ability. He can remember many things just once, and he can draw inferences from one instance to another. Master Ji values ​​him very much, and if he teaches him well, he will be like a swan in the future. I wanted to let him stay in the palace, but the good boy didn't want to. Fang Zichen knew that they would have "class" at four o'clock, so he didn't want to either.

Not getting enough sleep is so painful.

This time arrangement is unscientific. A five-year-old child normally needs thirteen hours of sleep a day. At the age of thirteen, he must maintain ten hours a day.

How can children grow taller if they don't get enough sleep?

Class starts at four o'clock, no wonder those guys stayed up most of the night working in IT.

He doesn't have any property for his son to work so hard for, so he should take the child home!

Chapter 354:

The children didn't sleep enough, and they were all confused in class. In the morning, Mr. Ji gave lectures, and in the afternoon, he asked the children to recite dictation. Most of them couldn't recite it all afternoon, and even if they did, they still stumbled. That's not the case. Stupid means lack of energy, coupled with the lack of sense of urgency and atmosphere, it's just like dawdling.

Every morning, Guaizi is the most energetic in the whole classroom, and the other ones are so tired, as if they have been hungry for several days and have no strength. Their faces are not as good, and they are not as rosy as Guaizi. Ji Fuzi feels No, let the children try to come over later. After a few days, everyone will be energetic. Although the princes in the past dynasties have worked hard, and the time to go to the study room for class is also left by their ancestors, but now After discovering the shortcomings, Master Ji was not a conservative person. He waved his hand and asked them to come back at the right time.

After sleeping enough, and in order to find more time to play, they all worked hard and memorized the books smoothly. Mr. Ji knew that these children were smart, and he also knew that they were memorizing books so fast just because they wanted to learn. To play, I would give them an hour every day.

Whether it was bicycles or building blocks and paintbrushes, several children liked these gadgets too much, but they were not greedy. In the end, they got together and muttered together, went to Fang's house to beg Fang Zichen, and surrounded him and blew Fang Zichen all over his body. Soothing and radiant.

"Uncle Fang, you are the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life. It's a shame that I'm not a girl, wuwuwu~"

"Uncle Fang, you are handsome, suave, and extraordinary, and you are our man. I want to be like you in the future."

"Uncle Fang, you are the best in the world."

"Uncle Fang, we want a bicycle, can you do it for us? Uncle Fang is the most handsome and kind-hearted. "

Uncle Fang is so talented and charming..."

This is so unbearable.

Moreover, they were all his classmates, so it was hard to refuse!

Fang Zichen took the drawings to a carpenter and painted the tires he made at home. There were red, yellow, and blue colors. When Guaizi notified a few children to pick them up, they saw the row of bicycles. He was so happy that he cheered and was about to rush to choose a car, but the boy from the Right Prime Minister's family suddenly became short of breath and fell to the ground with a thud.

Brother Zhao was shocked and quickly asked Da Li to call the doctor.

When Li Yisheng arrived, his pulse was strong and his expression was indescribable.

This child has a distinguished status. It would be bad if something happened to him at home. Brother Zhao asked anxiously: "Brother Li, how is the child? What's going on? Is he suffering from heatstroke?" "

It's okay." Li Yisheng They all wanted to laugh: "I was just so happy that I couldn't bear it and passed away."

Brother Zhao: "..."

After that, the children started riding bicycles as soon as they went out, and they were so high that they were flying in the palace.

Before I left the palace to ride to Fang Mansion, there were many people on the road. Guaizi and Fang Zichen rode to the palace every day. When there were many people, Fang Zichen would slow down and said that riding horses should not be done in crowded places, as it would hurt people. Guaizi remembered this. Woolen cloth! I specifically told everyone to ride slower and not hit people. The children also knew that the place where Fang Mansion was was too small. In the end, the palace was better.

Xia Jinghong watched them fly by in front of him, playing and having fun. Each one of them was sweating profusely, but their laughter continued and could be heard from a distance. The good boy had been in the palace for a month, and after he realized his mistake , I have "returned my evil ways" and no longer touch those flowers and plants. I occasionally play games such as hide-and-seek and eagle catching chicks in the imperial garden during my lunch break.

The children looked much more lively, and Xia Jinghong was relieved: "Is this bicycle made by that unscrupulous person?"

Eunuch Huang had all the latest information: "Back to the emperor, yes."

Xia Jinghong said: "Why is he suddenly like this? Generous? "This thing is made of iron and wood. I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money, especially if I bring a sack with me tomorrow and ask him for something!"

Eunuch Huang saw the pain on his face and smiled: "The princes blew Master Fang a lot. Master Fang felt comfortable with the blow, so he became generous."

"I don't know how he thought about making this thing. "No matter how many times Xia Jinghong sees it, he can't help but be curious about the bicycle that can move with just one step without a horse.

"I heard it's something from overseas."

"Overseas is really a magical place."

A few boys often ran to Fang's house, always riding bicycles. The wind was like the wind, and the bicycles were colorful. Several guys lined up in a row. As soon as you leave the palace gate, it becomes the most beautiful scenery in the capital. There are many people watching on the road. A few of the little guys felt embarrassed at first and their faces were red. But people are born with the desire to be noticed and envied by others. Later, I got used to it, and gradually fell in love with this feeling of being in the spotlight. Don't be envious of me.

Occasionally, they would visit Youxiang Mansion and Shangshu Mansion. The more times they went, the boys from the major families would know that bicycles were a thing. Watching people ride them seemed to be fun. The princes and the others did not dare to ask. I still dared to ask the boy from the Right Prime Minister's family. I tried to sit down for a while, and when I got home, I started mumbling that I wanted it too.

But I sent my servants outside to ask around, but they found no sales.

The carpenter who first made the bicycle for Fang Zichen knew how to make a bicycle. Seeing that people outside were asking a lot, he was afraid that if he made it and sold it, he would give it away. However, he signed a deed with Fang Zichen, and when they left, he told them that if he did not agree to the contract, When the book comes, let him walk around without being able to eat.

He couldn't buy it, and the children at home were very noisy. Knowing that Fang Zichen knew about it, the ladies even came to the door.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Brother Zhao put his fingers in Fang Zichen's hair, stroking his waterfall-like hair, and asked him in a low voice: "Do you want to drive?"

Fang Zichen was lying on his stomach to listen to the sound, his face But he was suddenly kicked, and a kick clearly appeared on Brother Zhao's stomach.

Brother Zhao's fetal movement has been very obvious recently. He was afraid that Brother Zhao would be bored staying at home alone. Shi Nianqi, Zhao Ersao and Zhao Yun came to look for him more often. Shi Nianqi said that when she was pregnant with her little daughter and the first few , the fetal movement is not that obvious. It only moves for an hour or two at six or seven months, and the baby will move more after the birth. But these two in Brother Zhao's belly are really serious. .

It was fine at noon. In the evening, Fang Zichen and the boy came back. As soon as they touched Brother Zhao's belly and said a few words, the two boys reacted greatly, as if they knew that their father and brother were back, and they had ADHD. Sometimes Fang Zichen felt that they Maybe they were boxing in Brother Zhao's belly and acted out in a martial arts movie, or maybe the two brothers started fighting because they didn't get along. Anyway, you could see Brother Zhao's belly moving from time to time. After a while, there was a small foot printed on his belly. There will be a small fist as big as a quail printed on it, just like in a horror movie.

Fang Zichen looked at it and was afraid that they would kick Brother Zhao's belly into pieces, but he pulled Master Li over to take a look and he said it was okay.

Brother Zhao said that when he was pregnant with Guaibai, Guaibai didn't move much. Maybe he was the only one and no one was competing with him for territory.

...

Fang Zichen got up from Brother Zhao's belly and said, "Yeah," "We have such a plan."

He now has three babies waiting to be fed, and Xiaofeng can barely count as one, so the pressure is huge!

You need to earn more money.

People outside are asking about the many bicycles, not to mention children, even adults are jealous when they look at them.

There are many children in the capital. If you buy them all, how much money will you make?

If it's like hot sauce, if it's good, there will be merchants who buy it from him and sell it to the next town.

Brother Zhao only thought about it briefly and even fell asleep. Fang Zichen saw that his eyes were shining and he looked very excited. He laughed, touched his belly, came over and kissed him on the forehead, his voice Sexy, whispered in his ear:

"Don't worry now, we will wait until the baby is born."

Brother Zhao also felt stuffy in his stomach when he saw it, and he knew that he couldn't do anything at the moment, even if I can't wait and can only bear it down.

Fang Zichen didn't have time. He was not at home on duty, and when he came back, his mind was on Brother Zhao. His nerves were tense and worried, and he had no intention of anything else. Only when Brother Zhao gave birth to the child safely, could he fully Only when you breathe a sigh of relief can you think about other things.

Regarding this matter, he has all the 'techniques' and 'samples' in his hands, and he is not afraid of others learning from it. Even if someone figures out the car body, they still can't make tires.

Don't rush this moment.

The days passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was autumn before I knew it.

The days before autumn are no different from summer. It's still hot. The trees planted in the capital rarely shed their leaves. If it weren't for counting the days and the cucumbers growing in the yard turning yellow, Fang Zichen wouldn't even know autumn had arrived.

Just then at the entrance of the palace, a group of imperial guards hurried past on horseback.

I don't know who I am trying to copy this time

. Something happened in Beijing recently.

In mid-August, an urgent report came from Quzhou, saying that in July, there was a huge flash flood in Fang County, and all nine villages underneath were washed away. It was late at night, and it had rained heavily for three consecutive days, but all the Nothing happened, it was like this in previous years, so everyone didn't take it to heart. Some huts leaked, and they were repaired a few days ago. Everyone slept peacefully at night, but who knew that the flood suddenly rushed down from the upper reaches late that night? , those nine villages were too close to the river and were flooded in just a moment. The next day, the magistrate of Fang County led his troops there. All the original villages were submerged in the raging floods, and only some ruined roofs could be seen in the distance.

According to statistics, the number of deaths alone reached more than 700, not counting the amount of money lost in field crops due to the collapse of the house. The brochure clearly stated that they were missing. But no one was found. The flash flood was covered with debris and mudflow, and it was extremely turbulent. Once people were involved, they would be knocked unconscious. It is hard to say how good the water is, not to mention that among the missing people, most of them are old and weak. Most of them were women and children, which was almost as good as dead.

The prefect of Quzhou wanted to hide this matter, but after going round and round, he was eventually exposed.

The year before last, the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development had just allocated money to build water conservancy protection in Quzhou. However, the government and businessmen colluded to build a dam that was only two years old and was destroyed by water.

It rained heavily for several days, and the floods destroyed the dam and surged downstream.

No one was patrolling at night, and everyone was still asleep when the flood reached their doorstep.

After Xia Jinghong read the excerpt, he was so angry that smoke was rising from his head. There was a lot of anger in the hall.

He was not considered cruel, and there were only a few times when he was so angry that he lost control. The first time he became so angry was when Oyuan suddenly tore up the treaty and raided the northwest and burned down his village in Daxia, and then came the incident of Qianzhou.

Nine villages, thousands of people, most of them died. Many villages along the lower reaches of the river also suffered disaster. I made a memorial and sent it to the capital. Those who were guilty and those who begged the court to release money. Xia Jinghong was busy for a long time, and finally gave up his family. The Ministry of Finance allocated the money.

The magistrate and prefect of Fang County, as well as officials and merchants involved in the construction of the dam at that time, escorted them all back to Beijing.

Generally speaking, when an official commits a crime, he or she will be executed, or exiled and demoted. The magistrate and prefect of Fang County are considered derelict in their duties, but they can just issue an order and demote them, which will require them to be escorted back to Beijing. , these two people are afraid that they are going to see ghosts.

There was no one in the court for the magistrate of Fang County, but the prefect knew a few of them, and they belonged to the same faction. Someone immediately came out to plead for mercy. Xia Jinghong waited for him to finish speaking, then picked up the folder on the table and threw it at him.

The prefect neglected his duties for one reason. He dared to embezzle money from the imperial court and fake the money, resulting in the death of nearly a thousand people, disaster in several counties, and the displacement of the people. This was the second reason. When something went wrong, he threatened his assistant officials and fellow magistrates to hide it. It was simply You are so lawless that you don't even have enough heads to chop off, so you still dare to plead for mercy?

The official's forehead was hit so hard that he was bleeding. There were a few people who originally wanted to beg for mercy, but when they saw Xia Jinghong's furious "I'll give it to you if you say so", they suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

But the soldiers sent by the imperial court to arrest the people had not yet arrived in Quzhou. In late August, an urgent report came from Quzhou that the prefect had been killed.

Chapter 355

The news that the prefect of Quzhou was beheaded quickly returned to the capital.

The officials who originally thought of waiting for Xia Jinghong's anger to subside before asking for mercy looked at each other in confusion.

It's okay now, no need to beg.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, and a continent cannot be without an owner for a day. After discussion among the officials in the court, Xia Jinghong decided to transfer Shangyang Tongzhi to Quzhou.

Tongzhi is considered the second oldest person in a continent, while the prefect is considered the oldest in a continent. This is considered a promotion, but this position is worse than not being promoted at all.

Dry continent is a "barren land", half of it belongs to the south and half to the north. It has a very vast territory. It is the largest continent in Daxia, but it is also the poorest continent.

How poor are you? I heard that in some villages, the children there are still naked when they are six or seven years old, and a piece of clothing can be mended for eighteen generations. Many villages have no access roads and are tightly closed. To go to the market, you have to cross mountains and ridges. Across the river and across the river. The people do not have enough to eat, and women and children often starve to death or freeze to death in some places every year. Compared with other towns and cities, the vast amount of money paid in taxes is always at the bottom of Qingzhou, and its financial resources are not even comparable. Yang is a town.

In previous years, few people who held office could advance upwards. Because it was difficult to achieve political achievements, when news came back that the prefect was beheaded, no one in the civil and military circles in the court was shocked. Why?

Because unruly people come out of poor mountains and rivers, this prefect is not the first one to be killed, not to mention the county magistrate. He is often caught in sacks. The masters are among the people. They use frequent tricks and it is impossible to guard against them. In the past ten years or so, more than a dozen county magistrates in Quzhou have been beaten and disabled. Now the county magistrates serving there dare not go out without the protection of more than a dozen officers and soldiers.

Ordinary officials would rather be the tail of a phoenix in Beijing than be the leader in Ganzhou.

This Tong Zhiyuan also thought that the prefect above him would be dismissed, and he would be promoted to the fertile land of Shangyang. As long as he worked for a few years and survived, he could be transferred back to the capital. But this time, he was transferred When he went to Quzhou, he didn't dare to ask for anything, and he didn't dare to expect to return to the capital anymore. It didn't matter if he sat down and wore pants in Quzhou, as long as he could live.

This man was a pragmatic person. He had served as an official diligently for so many years and was not treacherous. Xia Jinghong did not ask him to do anything when he arrived in Quzhou, as long as he managed Quzhou well. As a result, another urgent report came in mid-October, saying that As soon as the people entered the border of Ganzhou, they were ambushed. The colleague and the more than 20 guards were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

Why are the people of Quzhou so 'hostile' to the imperial officials? Do you still have Wang Fa in your eyes?

Xia Jinghong sent someone to investigate again.

He is too busy and eventually becomes neglectful. I don't know what was found later. Anyway, several officials were sentenced to exile and their homes were ransacked. At that time, hundreds of officials in the court were in panic.

Fang Zichen knew a thing or two about the affairs of the court, so there was no need to bother asking. The back and forth was actually just the same thing. It was nothing more than the officials protecting each other, and the officials in the capital being in charge. The sky was high and the emperor was far away. There were people above to protect them, and the local magistrate kept trying. The son squeezed the people, and then took the money to the capital to show his filial piety.

A continent is so big, the prefect is evil-hearted, and there are so many county magistrates, they can't all be a den of snakes and rats, but there are some good ones, and they don't want to see the people suffer, so they ask someone to pass the papers up, and the papers can go beyond the prefect. After the first pass, when he arrived in the capital, he was lost in the hands of senior officials and could not be presented to the emperor at all.

Things have been done before, no matter how clean they are, there will still be some clues left behind. Officials use the hard-earned money of the people to enjoy themselves freely. When they are over fifty years old, they still have a concubine and a concubine. Li Na, it is not easy for the people to rely on the weather to make a living. They go out early and come back late every day to work under the scorching sun, not daring to rest for a moment. They are so exhausted that they can't even get a full meal. They struggle so hard that they can hardly live anymore. As an official But they are not for the people. They already have enough food and clothing and are rich. A casual outfit is money that a person will never earn in his life. Even so, he is still greedy and fails to understand the hardworking people-man-made pursuits. Their hands are rough from eating, their backs are stooped, and they can hardly breathe. They even step on people's backs.

The taxation of Qianzhou is far higher than that of other counties.

People are not made of clay, and wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.

Normal thing.

Xia Jinghong was furious and punished many people. Everyone in the court was in danger, and even the atmosphere in the Hanlin Academy was tense.

Fang Zichen didn't think it was a big deal. He didn't cause trouble. He didn't take a penny from the people. He abided by the law. He just did his job well. He didn't have to worry about the house raids. worry.

Fang Zichen went to work on time every day, picked up the boy and went back

. The boy didn't want to play recently. When he got home, he went to Brother Zhao and said that he wanted to chat with his two younger brothers and endorse them.

It is difficult for Brother Zhao to walk now, his stomach is pressing on his waistline, and his whole body is in a state of fatigue. Fang Zichen takes time to walk and chat with him every day. Even when people ask him to go out for a drink or two, he doesn't go. It's cheaper first. If you don't take it, your husband is important!

In terms of food, Uncle Tang took care of Meng Ruqing. When Meng Ruqing was pregnant, Mrs. Qin hired many experienced midwives to take care of her. The Queen Mother also personally sent people here. Uncle Tang learned a lot from him. With experience, he knew what to give. He made up for it, and there were so many things on the table, sometimes chicken and duck, sometimes fish, a combination of meat and vegetables, and he often went out to buy some fruits and brought them back to him. Although the ancients didn't know what vitamins were, they had figured it out from generation to generation. Know what is best to eat.

Fang Zichen was quite satisfied with him. If there were not many adults in the family, he would probably touch it blindly.

As soon as he finished walking around and lay on the bed, Guaizi lay on the side and started nagging at his stomach.

"Brother, have you been obedient today? Do you miss my brother?"

A small fist was printed on Brother Zhao's belly. The good boy's eyes lit up and he immediately smiled and reached out to touch it. The little fist moved again as if in response to him. The good boy was so surprised when he discovered that it was like a new world, and asked again: "Do you miss my brother?"

He was talking to himself, and it was exactly the same thing.

"Think so? Brother misses you too. Oh, what are you going to eat today? Brother is going to eat chicken and meat birds today."

"Does the chicken taste good? Of course it tastes good. It's fat but not greasy, tender and delicious. I'll wait for you to come out."

" Brother, I'll kill a chicken for you. Do you love me?" Kissed him: "Dad, the younger brothers say they love their elder brother the most."

Brother Zhao smiled and touched his head: "The good boy must also love his younger brother the most!"

The good boy frowned, embarrassed: "My favorite brother?"

Brother Zhao looked at him: "What's wrong? Don't you love your brother?"

"Yes! But my dearest brother is my father." said my dear boy.

Brother Zhao held his face and kissed him. The good boy put his forehead against his, holding his clothes tightly with one hand, and suddenly asked seriously: "Is Daddy tired?"

Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment and hugged him. He reached into his arms and followed his back. He knew that his son was now difficult to lie to, so he said honestly: "Tired."

The good boy looked up at him.

"But daddy is very happy." Brother Zhao looked at the confusion on his face, pinched his little nose, and asked: "Do you feel tired when you help daddy and father wash clothes?"

Without underwear these days, just one Fang Zichen was too embarrassed to ask Uncle Tang and Aunt Jiang to wash the three of them's underwear and clothes. Brother Zhao was heavy and it was difficult to squat down, and Fang Zichen would not let him come. Sometimes he washed it by himself. Sometimes he is a good boy, but most of the time it is the good boy who washes more. Even though his hands are small, the clothes are still clean when he rubs them. Summer clothes are thin and easy to wash, but winter clothes are thick. Especially after being soaked in water, the boy can't twist them, nor can he lift them up in a basin. After washing a piece of clothing, he is sweating all over. Tired.

It's tiring to pluck duck feathers, and it's tiring to collect firewood. In the past, when the family was poor, he had to work with him when he was still young, pulling grass and feeding chickens. Now that the conditions are better, he has not raised a young master, and often helps Brother Zhao with work.

Brother Zhao looked at him and nodded: "Then are you willing to help daddy and father wash clothes and work next time?"

The good boy didn't hesitate: "Yes! Good boy washes the birds, and daddy doesn't have to wash them. Dad won't be tired. The good boy is rich enough to help his father with his work, and the good boy is also happy when he is tired. "

Brother Zhao smiled: "Dad is the same as the good boy. Although he is tired, he is happy. He loves your brother, so he does not feel tired even when he is tired. "

The good boy understood, and touched Brother Zhao's belly again with his soft hands: "Daddy is very tired and hard to be pregnant with my brother. It must have been very tiring to be pregnant with the good boy before. The good boy will be obedient in the future, protect his father, and love his father. If you don't make dad angry, you'll get more birds."

Brother Zhao was feeling relieved when the good boy suddenly chuckled.

"Daddy, my dear boy touched your belly. It feels like this. My dear boy looks like a little hooligan."

Brother Zhao: "..."

It's been almost two months since I touched your belly. It's too late for this feeling. Bar! Brother Zhao pinched his little butt. Even though he was six years old, his butt was still only as big as a bowl. Brother Zhao was a little worried.

Fang Zichen brought hot water in and soaked Brother Zhao's feet. His feet had been swollen recently. He knew this was normal, but Fang Zichen felt uncomfortable looking at it.

The further you go, the more difficult it is for Brother Zhao to be pregnant. The rapid growth of the fetus puts a certain burden on his body. He often feels sore in his limbs, has frequent and urgent urination, and sometimes has difficulty breathing.

He didn't hide this from Fang Zichen, and he couldn't hide it. Fang Zichen's thoughts were all on him. Those eyes were trained in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun. No move by Brother Zhao could escape his fiery eyes.

Knowing that Brother Zhao was in pain, Fang Zichen felt distressed, but he had no choice but to come back and tease him every day, although Brother Zhao would always beat him out of the room at the end of every tease.

Fang Zichen pressed his feet, and the obedient boy came over, stood behind Brother Zhao, and patted Brother Zhao's shoulders with his cheeks puffed out.

"Daddy, are you feeling well?"

Brother Zhao turned his head and kissed the back of his hand: "Yes! It's comfortable."

The good boy laughed and pounded harder.

It starts to get cold in Beijing in late October, and Brother Zhao is due next month.

On October 27th, the escort agency came over and delivered two boxes of goods, which were sent by Brother Zhou.

There was a letter inside, and the handwriting looked crooked. He was probably a beginner, and his handwriting was still very immature. You could tell at a glance that it must have been written smoothly.

Just sending a letter from Yuanzhou to the capital costs several taels. If you bring something with you, it will take even more money. The two boxes are large and heavy, and I am afraid it will take more than a dozen taels.

The business in Yuanzhou was doing well, so Brother Zhao wrote to Lin Xiaoxia to ask Lin Xiaoxia to increase the wages of the Liu family. There was no need to say anything about this, because the Liu family had worked diligently for so long, so they deserved an increase.

He occasionally writes letters to Brother Zhou. Brother Zhou is illiterate, but he knows how to write Liu Liu. However, he is not very good at writing Liu Liu at first, so he has few replies. Later, he is good at writing calligraphy and can write more. Brother Zhou often writes to Brother Zhao. The two brothers are best friends after all, and they talk a lot. Every time they write a letter, it is a thick stack.

Guaizi often writes to Xiaozhuma, saying how much he misses him and asking if he is okay in the academy. If you are bullied, tell him if you are. He will tell his father and ask his father to go back and deal with them.

Liuyou was in the academy, and with the relationship between Fang Zichen and Mr. Qin, no one dared to bully him.

Fang Zichen happened to be resting today, so he took the box into the main hall and opened it. It was full of dry goods.

This is a gift from the villagers of Xiaohe Village.

There were a lot of dried vegetables and some dark bacon. Another box was full of children's clothes, including hats, shoes, and some diapers.

The materials are quite good to the touch, although they are not as good as those in Jingli, but if you have lived in the village, you will know that this is the best gift a farmer can give.

Chapter 356:

This material costs dozens of yuan per foot. The village chief's family is the best in Xiaohe Village. Even so, when his grandson was born, his family was not willing to buy such material, let alone At other houses, everyone bought it and made clothes and sent them over. It was really a hemorrhage.

Who gave what, Brother Zhou wrote clearly in the letter.

...

In September, the village chief's brother got married and was tired of traveling and traveling. Aunt Liu and Uncle Liu were old and didn't bother. Brother Zhou and Liu Xiaowen went back to the village.

For other families, it would have been fine just to send a gift back, but Hexi personally said that it would not work if they did not go back. They would still have to live in the village, and the village chief had to give him face. Moreover, it had rained heavily in the first two months, Hexi said. Some of the thatch on the roof of their house had been blown away, so Liu Xiaowen wanted to take the opportunity to go back and repair it. Otherwise, if he left it there for a long time, the beams below would be easily damaged by the wind and sun.

Fang Zichen won the imperial examination that year. According to the rules, he had to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors. But Fang Zichen was an outsider. Although he settled in Xiaohe Village, he had no relatives in the village. When he went back to worship his ancestors, he didn't know who to worship. Moreover, at that time I hurried to Beijing again and could not return to the village.

When Brother Zhao sent the peppers to Hexi, he also explained to him that the people in the village would inevitably feel it was a pity when they found out. However, Fang Zichen made great progress all the way and became the number one scholar and entered the Hanlin Academy. His reputation spread, so where did this number one scholar come from? of?

His ancestral home is Xiaohe Village, Fu'an Town.

Xiaohe Village first had a scholar, who became somewhat famous, then a scholar, who became famous, and an official, who became completely famous.

There are very few scholars in Fu'an Town, let alone the number one scholar. Everyone's face is shining.

Everyone, go out, where did you come from, Buan Town? Ouch, that's incredible! It turns out that you are a fellow from the No. 1 Scholar, so you are rude and disrespectful.

When the news came back from the capital, Magistrate Jiang added to his achievements, and he was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes.

The people in the village knew that he had stayed in the capital and would not come back. He had become an official and seemed to be very good. During the township examination, the results were released outside the county government office. Some people in the village went to see them and saw the people in the town cheering loudly and cheering. It's amazing, it's amazing, this is the master of the people's education. The people in the village were happy and proud of Yourong Yan for a while, but then they had no real feeling. Everyone knew nothing about this kind of thing. Xiaohe Village had never produced a scholar, so everyone just I heard people say that the master who holds the title of candidate is great, the number one scholar is great, and the official is great. But how great is it? What is the magic? Everyone is confused because they have never seen it before.

The village chief didn't know much about it, so he went with Wang Damei to have a meal in Xiaorong Village next door. The village chief of Xiaorong Village came over to chat with him. In the past, this person looked down on Xiaohe Village, not only because Xiaohe Village was poor, but also because they were small. There are scholars in Rong Village, but not in Xiaohe Village. It turns out that it's only been a few years! There is a government official in Renxiaohe Village, and even the Wang Shusheng and Tong Sheng in his village are not.

Why didn't Fang Zichen live in their village in the first place? Xiaohe Village is cheap for nothing.

His attitude changed and he was still a little flattering, which was very different from before.

The village chief knew why he was like this, but he didn't worry about it. Seeing Wang Shusheng's shy face, he went over to say hello and ask him some information.

Now that he is the number one scholar, why should he stay in Beijing as a junior official? Will you come back in the future?

Scholar Wang is not good at reading, but scholars still understand these things. From the time they started writing, everyone has a dream of being named on the gold medal list. His face was full of envy and yearning, and he replied: "Stay in Beijing and enter the Imperial Academy, and the official will be the sixth grade.

" When it was over, the village chief looked like, "I still don't understand what you're talking about." He said it more bluntly.

"Our county magistrate of Fu'an Town is a seventh-rank official. If Lord Fang comes back, our magistrate will have to kneel down to him."

The village chief understood this.

After hearing this, his face was shocked, his breathing became rapid, and his nervous palms became sweaty. The same was true for Wang Damei and others who were listening to the excitement next to him.

People in the village were frightened when they saw the government officials who came to collect taxes. They knew that the highest official was only the county magistrate. No matter how great the emperor was, that was still too far away. The county magistrate was the closest to them, which they had never seen before. They felt very powerful. The most important people in the world are not as good as Mr. Fang. They have to kneel down to Mr. Fang when they see him. This Mr. Fang is promising!

Thinking that this was alright, Wang Shusheng dropped another bomb for them.

The explosion made the village chief and Wang Damei feel confused all the way back.

Where is the Hanlin Academy?

It is a place where talents are stored, and most of the people there are trained as cabinet ministers.

Our county magistrates are powerful, but the county magistrates are not as good as the prefects, and the prefects are not as good as the cabinet. The cabinet goes to court and can see the emperor every day.

Who is the emperor?

That was a big shot that they could only hear but not hear in this life, just like the moon hanging in the sky, too far away from them.

Can Fang Zichen see him every day?

People are in heaven now!

"Although I am only one or six grades now, if I really come back, I, the emperor, the ministers, and we, the magistrate, will have to give people some respect."

How many months does it take to be an official? I didn't ask these questions. Although I didn't understand, I thought Officials have always lived in high-end courtyards, and were protected by groups of servants. Now that they are officials, how much money can they have?

Missing each one and sharpening your head to do it? ?

In the future, he might be even more powerful than the prefect... He

is really promising, he is really promising.

The village chief couldn't sleep all night after he came back.

Such a promising person came out of their village! The next day, Wang Damei stopped doing any work and went to sit down in the drying field with a handful of green onions. A few women had just come back from watering the vegetable fields in the morning. They saw her folding vegetables, smiling, as if picking up silver coins. He looked up and leaned over: "Sister Mei, is there any happy event at home?"

"It's true." Wang Damei was so excited! I shared it directly with people.

Fang Xiaozi won the first prize and became an official.

Everyone already knew this.

Wang Damei said, if Fang Xiaozi comes back now, he will have to kneel down when the county magistrate is in trouble!

Everyone was shocked.

"This, this can't be done!" Someone stammered: "I heard that our county magistrate has been an official for more than 20 years."

"What can't be done?" Wang Damei said excitedly: "Yesterday I went with the head of the family. We were having a wedding banquet in Xiaorong Village. My boss asked Scholar Wang. He said that our county magistrate is the seventh grade, and Mr. Fang has entered the Imperial Academy, the sixth grade, which is one level higher than others. Being an official is not based on who has done it longer. It depends on your level. If you do well in the future, you will be able to see the emperor every day! "

This is incredible, it's incredible.

It turns out that everyone thought that Fang Zichen's official position was similar to that of a county magistrate, but it turned out that he was even more powerful than others, because he was still so young!

The people of Yuan'er were able to earn a monthly salary of thirty taels a month, which was already very impressive. Later generations became scholars and civil servants, and a monthly salary of sixty taels a month was enough. They could not make enough money in a year, so they walked out of the village and went to They traveled far away, to a place they had only heard of and which they might never be able to visit in their lifetime - the capital.

Liu Xiaowen spent some time in the capital. When he came back during the Chinese New Year, people asked him, where was he in the capital?

It was a place where wealthy dignitaries gathered, all of them dressed luxuriously, with numerous shops and bustling streets. Everyone was covered with bricks, but there was no loess to be found.

People in the village couldn't afford to live in houses made of blue bricks, and people were paving roads. Liu Xiaowen couldn't describe it, he could only say it was good. They all looked like government officials. He didn't dare to raise his head when walking on the street.

The villagers listened to him for a long time, and Hexi asked, how does it compare with Yuanzhou?

When Liu Xiaowen returned, Yuanzhou was not as good as him, far behind.

The most prosperous place in Hexi that I have been to is Yuanzhou. It cannot compare to this. What kind of place is the capital like?

The official is dressed so well, and ordinary people are dressed like that, so the capital must be a very good place.

Fang Zichen originally thought that he was powerful enough to be able to go so far, but it turned out that he was even more powerful, even more powerful than the county magistrate, and could see the emperor every day.

This matter spread within an afternoon, and Fang Zichen immediately realized how powerful he was. Everyone is proud of him, but some people think that he is great and he has gone to live in the capital to enjoy the blessings. What does it have to do with me? I still live in a mud house and go to the fields to dig for food every day before dawn.

Just when I thought this, the people who went to the town to do work the next day came back.

All of them had bruises and swollen faces, and some were even lame. They were in a terrible state of embarrassment. As soon as they entered the village, someone saw them and quickly asked what was wrong.

One man said that he was the first to help a man in the town do the work. The man had some land outside the town and asked them to go over and reclaim it. As a result, he worked for four days in a row. After the work was done, he refused to accept it. The man agreed to work one day. I didn't want to give it eighteen cents, saying they were slow, so I only gave twelve cents a day.

Everyone tolerated the loss of one or two cents. After all, they were from the town and didn't dare to provoke them. But suddenly they lost six cents and three meat buns. Everyone couldn't keep up and started quarreling. The master shouted They got a servant and beat them up. Later, a businessman couldn't stand it and came over to ask. He found out that they were from Xiaohe Village. He immediately said to the master:

"Are you tired of living or are you brave? You are from Xiaohe Village. You dare to take advantage."

"What's wrong? He's from the village. I'm afraid of them."

"He's a good guy, but this year's top pick is from Xiaohe Village. You know this. Have you ever had a good relationship with the Number One Scholar among them? Even if you haven't, how can you, from the same village, watch them being bullied like this

?

Lang is a loyal person. I heard that a family named Liu in his village had helped his husband earlier. He remembered his kindness and took him to Yuanzhou to work. He also found an academy for the children of that family and used it for business. I bought the chili from the same village. Where can I buy this chili? What does this mean? Do you think this champion is easy to bully? The Sun family was smashed to pieces a few years ago. Do you still remember how his son was finally carried into the city? We are far away in the capital now, but if they send a letter saying that Zhuangyuan Lang sent someone back, you will probably go to hell.

" Makes sense.

They are all in the same village. Although Zhuangyuan Lang is from outside, he must have been friends with some people who have lived there for two or three years. Everyone in the village is related to them. If you hit one, it means that you are not giving them to anyone. The face of the number one scholar.

When Sun Shangcheng was carried into the city, I had seen this old man before. He was inhumane and miserable.

He couldn't help but tremble when he thought about it. He couldn't stand the matter, so he apologized quickly and paid a lot of money.

Several men in the village were listening to the whole process!

They saw the town's master changing his arrogant attitude and apologizing to them. They understood that it would be good to have a promising person in the village. The leader still thought that this person was not one of his own, and he would not be able to lead him when he became famous. At the same time, He didn't have anything to do with it, but now...if it weren't for Fang Zichen's reputation, they would have worked for four days in vain, and they would have been beaten in vain. They were bullied and didn't even know why. Where to find it.

It's good to have a promising person in the village!

One person attains the Tao and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

When the men said this, those who thought so at first stopped talking.

Her man is among them!

After that, I went to the town to sell vegetables and firewood. I used to get kicked out if I went early and got a good seat. I couldn't help it. I didn't dare to mess with people who had connections in the town. Later, this kind of thing never happened again. Anyone who goes to town to sell vegetables has chatted with the vendors nearby, and everyone knows where you are from.

Don't mess with the people of Xiaohe Village, there's a big shot in the village! What are you doing? Do you think you have a long life?

This benefit is reflected.

The village chief came out and beat him up, saying that this was a blessing, but you should not go out and do evil in the name of this boy. If I find out, I will expel you from the village.

How dare you all? No one outside knew about Fang Zichen's relationship with the villagers, but everyone was innocent and had no relationship at all. If they really caused trouble because of their reputation, once people found out the truth of the matter, they would not be punished to death.

Except for a few families in the village, most of them grow peppers and garlic, and they have made a lot of money over the years.

Not to mention that I can make a fortune, but I can still have enough to eat, and I can cut off pounds of meat from time to time to add vegetables. Unlike before, we had to see meat and fish all year round, only during the two days of Chinese New Year.

Everyone remembers grace.

When Brother Zhou came back, everyone asked and found out that there were two brothers, Brother Zhao. Everyone was happy to hear that, and persuaded Brother Zhou to stay for two more days while they prepared some gifts.

The gifts given by the villagers are all real, either a handful of vegetables, some candied dried fruits, eggs, meat, cloth, or just money.

I was given too much money, but if I was given too little, I'm afraid Brother Zhao is not short now. Eggs and meat can't be sent to the capital, so he thought about pulling some cloth back to make clothes for the two children in his belly.

Uncle Liu knew that Brother Zhao didn't know how to sew, so he made more. He also wanted to make a suit for the good boy, but he hadn't seen him for a few years and didn't know how tall he was, so he decided not to do it after much thought.

Previously, Fang Zichen gave the tax-free quota to several poor families in the village, and everyone was grateful! Hearing from Brother Zhou that Fang Zichen liked this bite, everyone packed up the dried bacon and vegetables from home. They didn't let Brother Zhou send it in vain. The villagers chipped in some silver.

Whoever gave what gift, Brother Zhou asked Liuyou to write clearly in the letter, so that if Brother Zhao wanted to return the gift, he could compare it. Whoever gave a bigger gift would get a heavier gift in return.

At the end of the letter, Brother Zhou thought for a while and finally told the story about the Ma family.

The author has something to say:

Well, I want to ask for my opinion. I have to explain the affairs of the Ma family, and then this involves those chapters that were very controversial before. The "guilt" that Brother Zhao said (probably regretting giving birth to a good boy) (I will explain this matter carefully) I didn't write it down in detail at the time. I originally planned to put it here, but if I did, I would definitely write about some things in the past. I'm afraid people will say it is too long-winded, so I'll just give it a thousand or two thousand words. I'd like to ask Xiao Ke Guys, if it doesn't work, I'll just say it.

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Chapter 357:

People in the village don't know anything, but Brother Zhou has been doing business in Yuanzhou for nearly two years, so he knows some things well.

Except for Mrs. Ma and Mr. Ma, and a few boys, all of the Ma family were arrested.

It was said that something had been committed, but the people in the village didn't know exactly what it was. They knew that a group of officers and soldiers rushed into Ma's house that afternoon and took the Ma family away. Old woman Ma tried to stop her, but was kicked by the officers and soldiers. foot.

Later, the village chief went to inquire, but he didn't find out anything. Anyway, he just said that he had committed a crime and was sentenced to exile. Ma Lao Da and Ma Lao Er heard that they had just left Fu'an Town and died on the way to the northwest.

These two people were only in their forties, and they were strong and tough. Several wives in the Ma family were fine, but they got into trouble one after another, and they felt there was something wrong no matter how they thought about it.

The incident with the Ma family happened after Brother Zhao came to Beijing. Brother Zhao once said that he was from the capital. In the eyes of the villagers, those who can live in the capital are big shots and cannot afford to offend easily. Brother Zhou then Overthink it.

I heard that Mrs. Ma has been ill since then. There are several boys in the family. The eldest is Ma Laoer's son. He is eleven years old. At this age, he should be able to support a family. The Ma family has more than ten or twenty acres of land. , Be diligent and take good care of your younger brothers and sisters. It won't be a problem. But Ma Xiaoshun is a spoiled child. He is too lazy to do the work, has a bad temper and is disobedient. Old Ma can only use crutches to go to the fields by himself. As a result, he goes when the farming is busy. She went out to cut crops and never came back. Old woman Ma went out to call for help, and the villagers helped her find him. When they found old man Ma, he had collapsed in the field and was lifeless.

It was a hot day and flies were flying around him. He must have been dead for a long time.

After all, he is getting old. He has not worked for more than ten years. During the busy farming season, it is stuffy and hot. Even a strong man cannot bear it for several days in a row. What's more

, he is an old man. He is also young, I don't know if he is lazy or ignorant, he is slovenly, like a little beggar, he looks very pitiful, but the people in the village dare not take care of him. First, they have a grudge against the Ma family, and second, they feel that Ma Xiaoshun is not good enough. But the other children are also six or seven years old and can work. There is another one. Everyone knows that Fang Zichen does not get along with the Ma family, which makes the Ma family afraid of being taken care of by Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhao's expression changed slightly after reading the letter.

He knew that it was Zhao Song who took action.

The Zhao family moved from Heyang to the capital only after Grandpa Zhao's generation. Zhao Song was able to climb to his current position despite being powerless. The hardships involved are not appreciated by outsiders.

The Hou family has been rooted in the capital for generations and is quiet. Although Zheng Xiaoyan only gave birth to the eldest daughter of the Li family, Li Yuan still valued her. He treated her well first for the sake of the Zhao family, and then Zheng Xiaoyan herself. I have the ability.

When he knew what Zheng Xiaoyan had done, Zhao Song wanted to kill her, but if he did it directly, he would be enmity with the Li family. If he told the truth, the Li family would only complain - for being so 'evil-hearted', Zheng Peiyao not only concealed it , and marrying such a person to the Li family, the Zhao family is really bullying people.

It's all about making grudges, Zhao Song has a hard time getting started, but the Ma family is different. He manages the Ma family like squeezing an ant to death. He doesn't need any trumped-up charges. He only abuses the official brother, which is enough for them. I couldn't eat anymore and walked away.

Fang Zichen folded the letter, picked up Brother Zhao from the ground, and returned to the room with steady steps.

Brother Zhao sat on the edge of the bed with his head hanging. He had not spoken since reading the letter. Fang Zichen sighed.

He couldn't empathize with it, but he could guess it.

Brother Zhao couldn't describe how he felt. Times have changed, and the days when he was hopeless, helpless, and walking on thin ice seemed so far away. If he didn't think about it carefully, he couldn't even remember it. But in fact, those memories were just forgotten. He was locked in a small box. Once he opened it, he could clearly see how his young self was struggling in a gloomy despair.

He should be happy that the Ma family has seen a ghost, but at this moment, his mind seems to be in a state of chaos.

It was like being stunned by a surprise, but not like it, because he didn't feel very happy, he just felt like he was dreaming. He has wished for the death of the Ma family countless times, but all these years, the Ma family has been fine. His obsession is too strong, and one day it will come true, but he cannot effectively understand this matter.

"Husband." He called Fang Zichen in a trembling voice.

Fang Zichen took him into his arms: "Here he is!"

"Boss Ma is dead." Brother Zhao said.

He didn't care about anyone else. Boss Ma, who had beaten him the most, was dead. His heart was filled with joy, but he couldn't believe it.

"Yeah."

"He used to beat me, pull my hair, and slap me in the face. He wanted to force me to drink abortion pills, and he also pressed the good boy into a water tank... ·" At the end of Brother Zhao's words, his eyes suddenly turned red, his nose felt sour, and he was shaking a little after a few words. He choked and choked: "He is dead, finally dead."

Fang Zichen hugged him tightly . Tightly, one hand was around his waist, and the other was pressing the back of his head. Brother Zhao buried himself in his neck, whimpering sounds came out, and the neck became moist and hot.

Fang Zichen felt sour in his heart and felt his hands and feet were cold. Boss Ma's death would not be enough to vent his hatred. He was silent for a moment, then held Brother Zhao's face and wiped away the tears on his face with his thumb. He stared into his eyes and suddenly asked: "Do you regret it?"

Three words without beginning or end, Brother Zhao But Fang Zichen understood. He looked at him with red eyes: "Do you regret giving birth to the child?"

Fang Zichen knew clearly how uncomfortable and hard it was during this period. He was by his side and tried his best to If it doesn't make him feel better, then he was the only one who suffered it when he wasn't there...

Did he ever regret it for a moment?

He stared at Brother Zhao closely. When Brother Zhao wanted to lower his head, Fang Zichen stretched out his trembling hand, gently pinched his chin, and forced him to look at him.

Fang Zichen repeated in a hoarse voice: "Do you regret it?"

Brother Zhao grabbed his hand and nodded stiffly, but was speechless.

He regrets it.

He had regretted giving birth to a good boy countless times.

When Fang Zichen asked him why he didn't tell him earlier, he said that he was afraid that Fang Zichen would feel guilty. He felt guilty towards the good boy because he had been tortured by that guilt, so he knew how uncomfortable it felt. This was not about making excuses for himself. .

...

When he was sixteen years old, he was lonely. When he was pregnant, he was ignorant and ignorant. His life was very simple, which was to work, work, day and night. live.

The people in the village were afraid of the Ma family. In the beginning, some kind-hearted ladies and gentlemen were intimidated by the Ma family because they spoke for him. People rarely approached him. Moreover, his peers despised him, and he was like a spinning top. He was spinning around, living outside the crowd. No one taught him or told him what it was like to be pregnant.

After a long time that night, he suddenly lost his appetite and vomited violently. At first, he didn't take it seriously. He just thought it was because he was tired, or because he didn't wash the wild vegetables and had a bad stomach. It wasn't until later that he had these symptoms. It became more and more serious, and he began to panic.

No one is not afraid of death.

Even if you live as humble as an ant.

Brother Zhao was scared and wanted to find someone to ask him what was going on, but in the huge Xiaohe Village, he looked around and couldn't find anyone.

The Liu family treats him well, but the Liu family is not rich. He is so seriously ill and it will definitely cost a lot of money to cure him. Why bother him? The Liu family are all kind-hearted, so they must be worried about him.

So he endured it, feared, and worried, huddled alone in the damp and dark woodshed.

Later, I became really thin. First, I felt like vomiting after eating. Later, when I was cooking for the Ma family, I couldn't bear the smell of oil smoke.

He knelt on the ground and vomited like a human. His stomach was churning and spasming. There was nothing but stomach water.

After hearing the commotion, Aunt Ma came in and kicked him without saying a word. He subconsciously curled up to protect his stomach and gritted his teeth without saying a word.

After finishing his work in the evening, he returned to the woodshed. As soon as the door was closed, he fell onto the straw pile.

My whole body hurts.

My back felt like it had been kicked in half, it hurt like it was being stabbed with a sharp knife.

It's really uncomfortable.

He knelt and suddenly felt very tired. So tired that for a moment, he suddenly felt that death would actually be quite good.

He is not afraid anymore.

Death is liberation.

He felt relieved and fell into a deep sleep accompanied by the pain.

When he woke up the next day and found that he was still alive, he was not happy at all, so he numbly went out to work with his hoe.

Two days later, he met Uncle Liu on the road.

It had only been a month since we last saw him, and he was so thin that he was not human-like, and there were bruises under his eyes. Uncle Liu didn't know it, so he just thought that the Ma family was abusing him again, so he hugged him and cried, saying that he was a miserable child.

Uncle Liu asked him, why did it happen like this? Why did the Ma family beat you again? If you have anything to say to him, he won't be able to help you much, but it will make you feel more comfortable. Brother Zhao looked at him for a long time, opened his mouth, and told him his situation.

Uncle Liu was shocked after hearing this. He was stunned for a while, then pulled him behind a tree and asked him to lift up his clothes so that he could take a look.

Brother Zhao did as he was told.

Strangely enough, he suddenly lost a lot of weight this month, but his belly was getting bigger and bigger.

Uncle Liu touched it, covered his face and cried again.

He just thought that Brother Zhao was being bullied. Then told him that he was pregnant.

Brother Zhao was almost in disbelief and didn't react for a long time.

He stroked his belly and couldn't hide the trembling in his voice: "Am I pregnant?"

Uncle Liu nodded.

A wave of joy surged up in an instant, flowing down his limbs and bones all over his body. His heart beat irregularly, and Brother Zhao's eyes turned red.

There is a baby in his belly.

This year, he was sixteen years old.

At the age of sixteen, although he has reached the age to talk about marriage, in fact, at this age, his mind is not mature.

Things considered are often not comprehensive.

Brother Zhao is happy at this time.

He had been alone for too long, and he longed and looked forward to having someone by his side.

It doesn't matter who this person is, as long as he is not from the Ma family, as long as he can stay with him and say a few words to him during the dimly lit New Year's Day, it will be fine.

At that time, Brother Zhou had already married Liu Xiaowen, and they went together wherever they went. Brother Zhao envied him the idea of ​​having someone by his side who knew both coldness and warmth. Now he has one too. This child is connected to him by blood, and others will leave him. But this kid doesn't. This child truly belongs to him and he will never be abandoned.

When the Ma family found out that he was pregnant, they were furious and asked him who his adulterer was. He wanted him to abort the child, but Brother Zhao refused to obey. He was disobedient before, and Ma Dazhuang only needed to beat him once, and he would no longer dare to resist. In order to live a better life, he was beaten many times. He was afraid, and then began to learn to surrender and obey.

Day after day, year after year, this obedience began to become a habit.

They say habits are engraved in the bones and are difficult to change.

But Brother Zhao defied the rules for the sake of his children.

He had not resisted for several years, and his sudden resistance was particularly irritating.

With him, Ma Dazhuang experienced a life like a master, and enjoyed his humble bowing. He was suddenly resisted by the ants who were stepping on him before, and he was furious.

Brother Zhao was beaten, but he still did not change his tune.

"Abort the child."

"No..."

He was disobedient. Ma Dazhuang bought the abortion pill and was about to force it on him. Brother Zhao yelled: "I want the child, I want it." Child, this is my child, you can't hurt him, if he is gone, I won't be able to survive."

He said seriously, his eyes full of stubbornness.

The Ma family didn't dare mess around anymore.

In this way, he gave birth to a good boy.

At that time, he just wanted someone to accompany him, but after the baby was born, he couldn't move it. When the baby was so cold that he kept crying, he suddenly realized that he shouldn't have this baby.

His life is already on thin ice and he is precarious. After the child is born, how should he raise it?

I thought simply before, hiding the pumpkin and cooking it for the children to eat, but what if the pumpkin is gone?

He had never thought about what would happen to the child when he couldn't move when he was giving birth.

He was bought by the Ma family, and he is a servant. The children he gives birth to will be like him in the future, a servant with no freedom. They may be imprisoned in this barren place for the rest of their lives, and then live the same hellish and endless life as him.

He regretted it.

He really regretted it.

Later, he took the rations from his mouth, and dug wild vegetables more diligently. The good boy grew up like this, and they depended on each other for life.

During the New Year holidays, the Ma family killed chickens and always drove him and Guaizi back to the woodshed.

The smell of the chicken was so fragrant just from being stewed that it floated far away, all over the yard. The good boy lay on his stomach and looked out through the crack of the door, swallowing his saliva.

His throat was trembling, and he asked the good boy, "Do you want to eat?"

The good boy came back and squeezed into his arms, hugged him with his thin arms, buried his head in his chest and shook his head, saying that he didn't want to eat, he just wanted to eat wild vegetables.

He was two years old at the time, and the deep longing in his eyes could not be hidden. His sensibleness did not make Brother Zhao feel better. Brother Zhao wouldn't feel so sad if he made trouble, but he just said that he didn't want to.

How could he not want to?

After the Ma family finished eating, they asked Brother Zhao to go out and wash the dishes. There was still a little bit of soup in the chicken plate, not much, just a few drops. It should have flowed down from the edge of the plate and pooled at the bottom of the plate. The good boy's eyes As soon as he lit up, he held the plate like a treasure and handed it to Brother Zhao, saying "Daddy, drink."

Brother Zhao said that he didn't want to drink, so you can drink, but the good boy didn't want to. He held up the plate and insisted on drinking with him.

Brother Zhao had no choice but to take it, tilt his neck and pretend to drink. Then he asked the good boy to raise his head and poured the chicken soup into his mouth. After only a few drops, the good boy narrowed his eyes with a smile, and then helped him put away the bowls and chopsticks with satisfaction. Wipe the table. Brother Zhao looked at him and was stung by his innocent smile. His eyes were hot, and the bitterness in his heart was overwhelming and indescribable.

When it was cold in winter, when the good boy was squeezed into his arms, when he was shivering from the cold, when he was too hungry to sleep in the middle of the night, when Brother Zhao was helpless, he kept feeling regret and guilt. The guilt couldn't be expressed or dissipated. It lingered in his chest, pressing him to the point of suffocation. It felt like a sharp knife had been inserted into his flesh and blood. It was stirring all the time, and he couldn't escape.

His son has made no mistakes, he is so sensible, and he should not suffer like this.

He brought the child into this world without the ability. For the child, it was actually a sin. If the child suffered, it would be equally difficult for him.

Fang Zichen said nothing, his body was trembling.

An unspeakable pain left him almost breathless.

He kissed Brother Zhao, his mouth full of bitterness.

"Husband, it's all over." Brother Zhao said, "It's all over."

When the Ma family died, it was all over.

Brother Zhao buried himself in his ear and said urgently: "I want you."

Fang Zichen pulled away, looked at him carefully, and then kissed him again.

Brother Zhao's body became hot, and the clean and sharp smell of Fang Zichen made him nostalgic, making him unable to restrain his impulse and desire.

It doesn't matter what happened in the past. Now that Fang Zichen is here, it doesn't matter anymore.

Fang Zichen kissed his lips, and after a while, she buried herself on his shoulder, breathing tremblingly.

Brother Zhao put his hand on his broad back and stroked it, trying to comfort him.

"Husband..."

"Father??" The good boy ran in sweating profusely. He had been running with Black Tornado for who knows how long. He didn't even have time to breathe before he pulled Fang Zichen away:

"Father, hold on to Daddy. What about

Simo ? If you want to press your brother out later, do it

? After taking off his shoes, he lifted up his clothes and licked his belly a few times.

The good boy pushed his head, itching him so much that he kept laughing and twisting his little body.

"Monster, don't let me go. Hehehe... It's so itchy. Let go of me, otherwise you'll see a ghost when I call you the dragon. Hehehe..."

He laughed. He was out of breath, so Fang Zichen bit him on the face without much force: "I have a dragon-slaying sword, please let your horse come over here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the good boy's butt made a 'bang' sound, like a cannon. The bed seemed to shake.

Brother Zhao: "..."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Damn this funny guy and put chemical weapons on him again.

Guaizi saw that he didn't get hit, so he let out two more with a muffled smile and said, "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

The noisy fart doesn't stink. The stinky fart doesn't make any sound. I haven't eaten any sweet potatoes today, so they don't have any taste.

Fang Zichen went to tickle him again. The good boy rolled around and kept hiding, kicking Fang Zichen's face. The two of them played like crazy. After a while, Fang Zichen let go of him and stroked his rosy cheeks. A moist little face.

"Good boy."

"Huh?"

"Father loves you."

Good boy laughed again, with a clear voice: "Good boy also loves father." He took Brother Zhao's hand and said, "Good boy loves you too. I love daddy, both father and daddy."

Brother Zhao smiled and pinched his face.

Fang Zichen hugged him tightly, as if he was about to be squeezed into his bones.

This is really his destiny. No one can compare to it except Brother Zhao.

The Chinese New Year is late this year, at the end of January.

Brother Zhao wrote a list of gifts and asked Uncle Tang to buy them, and then asked the escort to send them back to Xiaohe Village. If the escort moved quickly, they could reach Fu'an Town before the New Year.

What I bought were not expensive items, they were all items from the capital city. None of these items were sold in Fuan Town. The gifts from other families were based on the list. The village chief and He Da Leng's family had more gifts. .

Fang Zichen went to Meng's house on the day of the 3rd day, and played two games of chess with Zuo Xiang before rubbing his hands and asking him: "Old man, I heard that you caught the cold the year before last, and the emperor gave you a ginseng tree."

Zuo Xiang laughed. Look at him: "What you heard is quite accurate, but I have eaten it all."

"Liar." Fang Zichen stretched out his hand: "Sell it to me! I will give you this price?"

The left minister was surprised: " One thousand taels? "

...It's too expensive!" Fang Zichen frowned: "One hundred taels, old man, just sell it to me!

"

This guy is really a thinker.

He took advantage of everything. Prime Minister

Zuo was confused: "Why didn't you go to the Emperor? Didn't you just catch the chickens in the Imperial Garden? You also blackmailed the Emperor about some Ganoderma lucidum?"

Fang Zichen was a little unhappy: "It's ugly to say blackmail! Those I earned everything based on my strength. The imperial doctor told me that Ganoderma lucidum can relieve coughs and asthma, resolve phlegm and replenish qi, relax uterine muscles, and calm the fetus and calm the nerves. I have already given it to Brother Zhao. It's always on one person, old man, just sell it to me!"

"Brother Zhao can't take too much food," said Zuo Xiang.

"I know! But I just want it." Fang Zichen looked at him: "I want to keep him to eat during the confinement period to replenish his vitality. You can sell it to me. I know that you are actually the kindest old man."

There are no supplements these days, and there are only a few that can be supplemented. These things are expensive, but Fang Zichen just wants to give the best to Brother Zhao. When Shi Nianqi was in confinement, his family gave him half a ginseng. , every time he cut it up and boiled it with chicken, Shi Nian prayed that his face would be shiny and fat and strong when he came out of confinement.

People in the village don't bring such food. They usually eat one egg a day and get up after eating it for two or three days. This is considered a good fortune. When I met the harsh mother-in-law, I didn't even have any eggs. After giving birth to the baby, I rested for two days and then it was time again. Whatever you do, the good one you meet is just a chicken, so you can save yourself a few days of food.

The capital city is rich, but few people eat this stuff.

Brother Zhao didn't think he was valuable, so there was really no need. He asked Fang Zichen to stop busy and just do it if he has a stutter during confinement.

Fang Zichen didn't listen.

If you don't have the conditions, you can't pay attention to it. If you have it, you have to arrange it.

He wanted to give his Brother Zhao the best in the world, a chicken as a tribute, and a whole ginseng. Although it was not good to overeat, he could save it and make up for it later.

He had a face similar to Meng Ruqing's, and the Prime Minister Zuo couldn't stand it when he said nice things.

Finally, Fang Zichen happily came out of the study with a box in his arms. Mrs. Zuo Xiang wanted to laugh when she saw the way he looked like he had gotten a huge advantage when he left.

Fang Zichen walked away and then came back, smiling brightly: "Grandma, come to my house for dinner tonight!"

What he shouted was a sign of intimacy. Mrs. Zuo Xiang smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay."

"Don't be like last time . It's strange that everyone is so familiar with each other," Fang Zichen said.

Mrs. Zuo Xiang pursed her lips and trembled slightly. She waited until Fang Zichen walked away before shaking her head and laughing again.

But the meal was not finished in the end.

Because Brother Zhao was born.

Fang Zichen went home and had lunch with Brother Zhao and helped him walk around. Brother Zhao said he was tired and wanted to rest.

After returning to bed and lying down for a while, Brother Zhao was not asleep yet, but Fang Zichen was dreaming first.

He was a little green now. Brother Zhao had peeed a lot during this period and it was not safe to get up at night. Fang Zichen put a chamber pot in the room. Every time Brother Zhao moved, he woke up. No matter how sleepy he was, he would squint his eyes. I went to get it for Brother Zhao. I didn't sleep well for a long time.

This man was the most sleepy person and had to get up quickly in the morning. Brother Zhao couldn't bear to disturb him, but no matter how careful he was, Fang Zichen would notice it every time before he could even sit up from the bed.

Brother Zhao pulled the quilt over him, lay down next to him, and fumbled for Fang Zichen's hand with one hand. Fang Zichen seemed to feel something, and turned over to him in trouble, clasped his hand behind him, and said softly : "Go to sleep, I'm here!"

Brother Zhao felt warm in his heart and fell asleep soon.

Fang Zichen had a drowsy dream, dreaming that he was washed away by the flood. He was almost suffocated by the water. He wanted to swim upstream, but found that his body was incredibly heavy.

When I woke up, I found that my lower body was completely wet.

He had never seen any strong winds or waves, so it was impossible for him to wet the bed at this level.

Fang Zichen touched Brother Zhao...

Good guy, Brother Zhao peed?

Fang Zichen saw Brother Zhao frowning, as if he was sleeping uneasily and moaning lowly.

Fang Zichen pushed him gently: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao."

Brother Zhao was still awake and murmured: "Husband?"

Fang Zichen asked nervously: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Brother Zhao calmed down. His tone: "My stomach hurts a bit." He reacted: "Why are my pants wet?"

Seeing the light redness on his face, Fang Zichen smiled, then got out of bed and put on his shoes: "You should be giving birth." Feeling his hand being grabbed, he turned around and kissed Brother Zhao first, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, it's okay. I'll call someone."

"Yeah!" Brother Zhao let go of him.

Fang Zichen's face was calm, but his feet were a little soft, as if he were stepping on cotton. He went to call Uncle Tang first.

Because Brother Zhao's 'due date' was only a few days away, the midwife had already been found, and he was afraid of giving birth at night. The midwife's house was far away from Fang Mansion, and he was afraid of delaying the time. He would pick her up at the end of October. At home.

Not feeling at ease, Fang Zichen asked Da Li to call Li Yisheng again. Since there were not enough manpower, he asked Aunt Jiang to call Brother Yang and Brother Yu back from the shop.

After calmly giving instructions and arranging everything, Fang Zichen returned to the room and squatted beside the bed. Brother Zhao was now in obvious labor pain and his face was pale. Fang Zichen's heart tightened.

The midwife washed her hands and came in. When she saw him, she immediately said, "Master Fang, get out quickly. The delivery room is dirty. Master, get out quickly. Don't worry, I will leave your husband to the old woman."

She lived in Fang Mansion for a few days and knew that Fang Zichen was a Okay, so I don't have those worries when I speak.

"Husband." Brother Zhao felt as if his body was about to burst. The pain was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. He weakly raised his hand and grabbed Fang Zichen's sleeve tightly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid!" He grabbed Brother Zhao's hand, held it in his hand, gently smoothed the hair on his face with one hand, and comforted him softly: "Brother Zhao, don't be afraid, I'm outside Waiting for you."

Brother Zhao's eyes turned red: "Okay."

No matter in the village or in the capital, men are never allowed to enter the delivery room.

Fang Zichen kissed him several times: "If the midwife asks you to exert force, just exert it. If she asks you to take a deep breath, you should take a deep breath. In fact, it doesn't matter. Just treat it like squatting in a manhole. If you can't pull it out, just push it. I'll stay outside to cheer you on." Cheer up, so don't be afraid."

"Well! I'm not afraid anymore."

Fang Zichen choked.

Brother Zhao is not afraid, but he is.

Fang Zichen didn't dare to express anything for fear of affecting his morale, so he kept talking for a while. The midwife pressed her hard, and Fang Zichen kissed Brother Zhao again: "Brother Zhao, I love you! Promise me, don't let me become a widow. Okay? I can't do it without you."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Midwife: "..."

It seems inappropriate to say this now.

Uncle Tang came in with water and saw that Fang Zichen hadn't left yet. Just now the midwife reminded him that I would leave after saying a few words. But now I haven't left yet. These two sentences are really long enough.

Uncle Tang directly reached out to pull him.

Fang Zichen held Brother Zhao's hand tightly, like a young couple about to be torn apart, and shouted: "Brother Zhao...Brother Zhao..."

Brother Zhao puffed out laughed.

As soon as Li Yisheng entered the inner courtyard, his heart skipped a beat when he heard the voice. Without saying a word, he left Master Li and ran in.

The door was closed with a clang, and Fang Zichen sniffed. Seeing Li Yisheng's eyes were wet and red, and his breathing was rapid, he divided his attention to him.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Li Yisheng: "..."

Mrs. Li is also here, and the house is busy. She is boiling water. Fang Zichen sticks to the door like a gecko, listening carefully to the room. movement.

If he wanted to go in to accompany the childbirth, the midwife couldn't stop him, but Fang Zichen knew how much he weighed, so she couldn't help him if he went in. On the contrary, it would distract Brother Zhao. He still had to have professionals deliver the baby. , Brother Zhao has already worked hard enough, he can't make trouble on the sidelines.

As basins of blood and water were brought out, Fang Zichen was on tenterhooks, staring at the room, fearing that something would happen to Brother Zhao if he glanced less.

After Grandma Feng came back, she also entered the delivery room. Li Yisheng came over and pulled Fang Zichen: "Go and sit for a while first! The baby can't come out so fast."

It was indeed not that fast, and the wait lasted until evening.

When the first cry came, Fang Zichen's legs were already sore from standing. He barely supported the wall to keep from kneeling on the ground. The breath he was holding finally came out at this moment.

One afternoon, just a few hours, seemed like a lifetime ago. He had never felt that time was so unbearable.

Li Yisheng became excited, grabbed Fang Zichen's shoulders and shook him: "It's happening, it's happening."

"Don't be so excited!" Fang Zichen frowned and looked at him: "If you do this, people will misunderstand."

Li Yisheng was about to say What? Fang Zichen leaned against the door again, squinting and peering into the crack of the door obscenely.

Brother Zhao felt as if he had just been fished out of the water and was exhausted. He saw the figure outside the door lying on the door and moving around, and he smiled slightly.

My husband, really, has always been with him.

The door was close, and he heard Li Shiniang calling Fang Zichen to rest for a while countless times. The cold wind was blowing, but Fang Zichen refused: "No, I have to accompany him."

This stop lasted all afternoon, and that touch The resolute and upright figure never swayed for a moment, like a statue. Brother Zhao had unbearable pain in his stomach, but when he looked at Fang Zichen, his eyes were filled with soreness. He was no longer alone. He was accompanied by his husband this time. Her husband was waiting for him outside the door. As soon as this thought came to him, he seemed to feel no pain, and his whole body was filled with endless strength.

The fetal position was correct, the birth canal was open, and the midwife said it was okay to push.

First he swam and took a walk. During the entire pregnancy, Fang Zichen took care of him in all directions to keep him in good physical and mental condition. He would listen to the midwife's words and grit his teeth and exert force, and the midwife let out an ouch.

"Master, I saw the child, do it again."

Brother Zhao obeyed the instructions and couldn't help but exert force on the quilt.

The child came down soon.

Uncle Tang quickly picked it up, looked at it carefully, and smiled.

The child's arm is a little red, it's a brother.

Brother Zhao made a hoarse voice in his throat: "Yes, is it brother or..."

Uncle Tang held the child close to him and showed him: "Return to the master, he is a young master."

Brother Zhao cannot give birth to a daughter, Brother is also called Young Master in wealthy families. Although they are called so, most of them are trained as girls and wear red and green.

The second one did the same thing. As soon as the second child came out, Brother Zhao didn't use any force and just exhaled normally. The midwife let out another ouch and said that the third young master had also come out.

It was so smooth that the midwife was happy but felt that she was a hero and had no place to play.

The one at the back is a little guy.

Hearing that the baby had been born, Fang Zichen pushed the door open and went in. The midwife and Uncle Tang had already washed and wrapped the baby, and brought it over to show him, speaking kindly.

"Master, look, these two young masters are so handsome! They are very good-looking. I have never seen such handsome children in my entire life!"

"Yes, yes."

Fang Zichen stretched his head . He glanced at it, just one glance, and it took his breath away, and he almost couldn't take a breath.

His two children seemed a bit - exciting.

When the monkeys evolved, these two guys should have been at the forefront, but they evolved a little too much, and now they don't even have hair.

Chapter 358

Uncle Tang was holding the child, no matter how he looked at it, he liked it: "Master..." When he looked up, Fang Zichen had already rushed to the bedside.

Brother Zhao was lying weakly on the bed, covered in sweat and his face was as white as paper, as fragile as a doll that could be broken by a pinch.

Fang Zichen rushed over and called him anxiously and concernedly: "Brother Zhao, how are you feeling?" Brother

Zhao's voice was very soft, as if his throat was parched: "Husband, I feel uncomfortable."

Uncle Tang and the midwife were waiting aside with the baby in their arms. Clean hot water was brought in again. Aunt Feng wanted to call Fang Zichen out, but Fang Zichen snatched the towel from his hand and wiped Brother Zhao up by himself. Seeing how skillfully he did it, Aunt Feng said nothing.

After changing Brother Zhao into clean clothes, Fang Zichen put one hand under his shoulder blades and the other on the crook of his legs, and lifted him up.

Aunt Feng and Brother Yang quickly changed the wet bedding.

The midwife followed her work and saw Fang Zichen's considerate look. She felt that Brother Zhao was really lucky to have found such a person.

She has been in this business for decades, and has delivered babies in the homes of ordinary people, as well as in the homes of rich and powerful families. Every time a child is born, the man in charge is always eager to see the child first and ask if it is a boy or a girl. Or brother? When a mother-in-law and her husband go to hell to give birth to a daughter and a son, sometimes they don't get a single word of kindness, and they have to be called a piece of trash. Better yet, they come into the room and say "sympathies" twice.

The whole body of a newborn baby is covered in sweat, and it is not comfortable. Their midwives and maids are waiting on them, and they are not very strong. Sometimes they have to endure the pain and move on their own. What a difference it makes to have a man who can care for others!

There were new quilts in the cabinet, and after they were laid out again, Fang Zichen gently put Brother Zhao on the bed.

Now that it was clean and pressed against Fang Zichen's warm and strong chest, Brother Zhao no longer felt uncomfortable.

Uncle Tang took the child over again.

Almost as soon as the child approached, Brother Zhao was keenly aware that Fang Zichen shivered.

He wanted to laugh a little.

He had just seen the child, and it was indeed a bit...ugly. The hair on the head was sparse, the body and face were red and wrinkled, and the skin was peeling. It was quite miserable, even if it was his own, even if he didn't know it. In conscience, he couldn't even say a nice word.

But most babies are like this when they are born, and the cute boy is ugly at that time. Anyway, he doesn't dislike it, he just feels that he can't get enough of it.

The children didn't make any fuss at this time and closed their eyes tightly.

Fang Zichen didn't know when he jumped to the end of the bed: "Brother Zhao, please rest first!"

...

Uncle Tang listened to Fang Zichen's instructions and gave the midwife a red envelope with three taels of silver in it, which made the midwife extremely happy.

When the good boy came back in the evening, he heard that Brother Zhao had given birth. He screamed and rushed to the inner courtyard. He saw Fang Zichen sitting slumped on the steps. He was very shaken. He stopped first and went over to hug Fang Zichen. , asked nervously: "Father, you Simo Bird."

"Nothing." Fang Zichen said haggardly.

"Isn't your father happy when he gives birth to his little brother Bird?" asked the boy.

Fang Zichen wiped his face and felt unhappy: "Son, from now on, you have to take good care of your brother." If

these two young sons look like this, they may not be able to get a wife in the future.

Fang Zichen had to worry.

He and Brother Zhao, one was extremely handsome and the other had a cute bun face, he couldn't figure out what went wrong where the two children could look like this? Zheng Peiyao is not a human being, but she still looks like a human being. Zhao Song doesn't say much anymore. He has good facial features, and his children and grandchildren are all bright and smooth. Brother Zhao's genes are good - then the problem may be with himself. On your body?

The good boy didn't understand: "Huh?"

Fang Zichen's eyes were red: "Your brother is a bit... a bit scary. I'm afraid they will scare people when they go out in the future, and they will be put in sacks. You have to be nice to your father. Protect them!"

The good boy frowned and became unhappy: "Father, you can't say that to my brother. My brother is the most adorable in the world. It's not right for you to do this." After he taught Fang Zichen, he ran out of the house. After a while, he ran out again, his little face full of panic and fear. He squeezed into Fang Zichen's arms and hugged him tightly, silently without speaking, as if he was still frightened.

The younger brother does look very scary, like a ghost. He is not at all the same as the younger brother from Uncle Du's family and the younger sister from my uncle's family. He is so scary.

After the baby was born, the Zhao family got the news, and there was a lot of excitement here. However, it was cold now, so except for the female family members who entered the house, the men had to stand outside and ask questions.

"Sister-in-law, what does the child look like?" Zhao Yunyue asked anxiously.

Shi Nianqi said happily: "Oh, this little appearance is very good."

"Indeed, my brother-in-law has a good appearance, and so does Brother Zhao. The two children are naturally good."

Fang Zichen and Guaizi looked at each other. .

Zhao Yunyue asked again: "Who does the child look like?"

Zhao Ersao couldn't tell who he looked like at this moment, so she replied: "I look a bit like Mr. Fang."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This People's ability to tell lies with open eyes is also first-rate.

If he looks like that, Brother Zhao might have beaten him to death long ago.

Zhao Song came over after he got off duty. First he happily went to the inner courtyard to see Brother Zhao, and then went out to have dinner. He talked about the two children and smiled happily, but while eating, he suddenly sighed again.

It was really unlucky to do this on this big day. Zhao Yunyue talked to him a few times, and Zhao Song glared at him: "Can't you shut your mouth when you eat? You still want to eat sticks, right?"

This kid is incompetent, except for If you can read a storybook, you can't do anything else.

Fang Zichen asked: "The incident in Quzhou has not been settled yet?"

This is the only thing that can make Zhao Song sad.

Zhao Song nodded: "You are quite sharp even when you're not in the court."

Fang Zichen said, "Didn't you send someone over again?"

I heard that the colleague who preceded Tou Yang was beaten badly and had to lie down for more than half a year. It was definitely not going to get better. Later I heard that people were sent there again.

Zhao Song said: "That man had an accident on the road."

Fang Zichen didn't know what expression to put on: "It was the local people who did it again?"

"Otherwise?"

Quzhou has been squeezed by officials for too long. The magistrate and his fellow magistrates are no better than a nest of snakes and rats. They are already 'afraid' of officials.

Now that the big cancer has finally gone away, I don't want anyone to come again. What should I do if the one who comes is more greedy than the previous one? That's really no way out.

Once a person becomes poor and hungry, he has nothing to fear. Not only the county magistrate, but also the prefecture will do it without fail.

The ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government were afraid of going to Qianzhou, and everyone performed their own duties. They had important responsibilities and could not be transferred easily. Officials from other places were promoted, and there were no suitable ones for a while. Some of them had not yet completed their term, and some had expired. Judging from his qualifications, he is not very qualified and cannot take on important responsibilities.

Nowadays, no one is in charge of Quzhou, and we don't know what kind of chaos it will be. During the autumn harvest, the prefect got a big sum of money again, and the taxes were too heavy. In previous years, many people froze to death. This year, the people there may be... It's harder.

Zhao Song was considerate of the sufferings of the people, and his meal was tasteless.

Fang Zichen sent him away and returned to the room. The good boy was lying on the bedside talking to Brother Zhao.

The two children were placed in a crib, which was made by the carpenter Fang Zichen, the forerunner. Xiaofeng was sitting on the side, poking this one and touching that one, as if they were extremely curious.

"Uncle Fang, your brothers are so cute."

Fang Zichen forced a smile.

Xiaofeng knew that he was afraid of this kind of bug, which looked like a boneless thing, so he said: "Children are always like this when they are born. They will look better in a few days."

Fang Zichen kicked the small stool under his butt: "It sounds like you have experience."

"That's it. Uncle Tang and Aunt Feng both said it. In the past," Xiaofeng paused and lowered his voice: "It was the same when my mother gave birth to a younger brother."

Brother Zhao Seeing that he was a little lonely, he beckoned him to sit by the bed and patted the back of his hand: "Are you homesick?"

"No." Xiaofeng shook his head gently and said, "This is mine."

He indeed seldom thought about it. , not that he has no conscience, but that he feels uncomfortable just thinking about it. Zhao Geer and Fang Zichen are good to him, just like their elders, which make up for his lack of fatherly love. He is very satisfied with his current life.

The child was kept in the room, and there was a small bed outside. Uncle Tang slept on it. The room was warm with charcoal, so he was not afraid of the cold.

The child feels a lot now and doesn't cry much. When he pees, he closes his eyes and grunts twice, like a kitten meowing.

Brother Zhao was tired at noon, and he kept looking at the child after that, only resting for a while. He was fast asleep at the moment, so he didn't hear anything. Uncle Tang was far away and there was no movement. Finally, Fang Zichen, who was sleeping in the bed, heard it.

The child's stroller was placed not far from Brother Zhao. Fang Zichen originally wanted to sleep outside, but he was close to the child. When he turned over and turned his back to the child, he always felt that the child was squirming like him, which made him A chill ran down my spine, and in the end I had no choice but to move Brother Zhao outside and sleep in the bed.

Although he was afraid, he was his son after all. He got out of bed and touched it with fear, and found that it was wet. Uncle Tang had just changed their diapers before going to bed. Fang Zichen saw it. It was not difficult. He just took the cloth. Just cover up their buttocks. Uncle Tang was very tired from the busy schedule in the afternoon, and it was hard to get them up now. Fang Zichen fumbled to put them on. During the whole process, he didn't dare to look at the children's faces, scratching their feet. He only used two trembling fingers, but within a few minutes, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. If he drank a few ounces of wine to get confused, he would have thought that he had built the Great Wall. It was simply... Tired to the point of collapse.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, the third child suddenly grasped Fang Zichen's little finger and opened his eyes.

Dark, yet as clean as if it had been soaked in water. The second child next to him slept soundly after changing his diaper. His two little eyes were squinted tightly, like two thin lines.

Fang Zichen was stunned.

Uncle Tang got up in the middle of the night to feed the baby, and found Fang Zichen sitting beside the crib, poking the third young master in the face.

The third young master didn't sleep either. He was kicking his feet and looked very energetic.

Fang Zichen smiled at Uncle Tang and said: "This is a spirited young man, just like me."

Uncle Tang wanted to laugh: "Master, are you not afraid anymore?"

"Afraid of what?" Fang Zichen coaxed awesomely: "I am not afraid of anything."

Uncle Tang laughed . While feeding the baby, the little guy ate so deliciously that he ate it as soon as it reached his mouth. He only had his dick and was still sleeping like a pig.

This was cow's milk, which had to be boiled every time it was squeezed out, which was really troublesome. Fang Zichen thought it would be better to hire two wet nurses.

He was planning to get up tomorrow to find milk for his son, but just after breakfast the next day, Eunuch Huang came and said that the emperor had announced his entry into the palace.

As soon as Fang Zichen entered the imperial study room, he saw two longevity locks shining brightly on the table.

He put them away without saying a word and said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty." "Do you want to be promoted? Do you want to make a fortune?" Fang Zichen replied

honestly: "I think so!" Missing, the largest one is the second grade, and the smallest one is also the fifth grade. Fang Zichen's heartbeat was pounding. Xia Jinghong: "I think you are a capable, ambitious, ideal and responsible person." "Yes, Your Majesty, your feeling is correct." Fang Zichen was very happy: "Your Majesty, you want to make up for me, Mr. Su. That position? " Old man Su was formerly the deputy envoy of the General Affairs Department and was promoted to the fourth rank. He didn't dare to dream about the second-grade one, after all, he had just joined the job. "Do you want to be the deputy envoy of the General Affairs Department?" Xia Jinghong asked. Fang Zichen smiled: "Yeah! I think this position is very suitable for me. The fifth-grade one is too detrimental to my class." Xia Jinghong also laughed with him: "No, I think you should be the deputy general secretary. I'm sorry. How about becoming a magistrate for you?" Fang Zichen immediately became wary. He's not stupid. "Your Majesty, let's forget it. I'm a clueless person. I can't do anything well. I don't have anything left to eat. It's still..." "The prefect is the third grade. The rice cloth distributed in January adds up to all the miscellaneous things." With the same monthly salary, you can earn more than two hundred taels in a month." Xia Jinghong said slowly, "It's much more than what you make in the Hanlin Academy!" " So what!" At least the Imperial Academy is safe! If he wants money rather than his life, can he take it with him to the sky to spend it when he dies? Only idiots do this kind of thing. "You will go there for five years. I will ask you to come back when your term is over. I am in good terms with you, otherwise I would have let someone else do this good thing." Seeing that he was silent, Xia Jinghong increased his firepower: "You won't go. , How long does it take to reach this position in the Hanlin Academy? You can't reach the third rank without more than ten or twenty years." Fang Zichen was embarrassed: "But it's too dangerous over there in Quzhou. I have three sons now. , I have to cherish my life." Xia Jinghong glanced at him: "I only let you go because it was dangerous." Fang Zichen's eyes widened and he raised his voice: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen cheated you of some money before, but Wei Chen. I don't think this is a big grudge. Are you like this?" Xia Jinghong laughed and slowly pushed a box to Fang Zichen: "You misunderstood me. Other officials were beaten, but I don't think you will. You are capable, and I am very optimistic about you." He sighed: "Qianzhou is far away from Beijing, and the traffic is blocked. The former prefect blocked the sky with one hand and oppressed the people below. The people of Quzhou have suffered so much. I don't worry about whoever I send there. It's just you. I know you are good and different from them." Fang Zichen opened the box and took a look. It's beautiful. Not to mention going to Quzhou, Xitian. He can go. "That's right, I'm the most selfless person." "Yes, urgent news came from Qian'er Qianzhou, saying that another thirty-nine people froze to death in Baixiang County this year. Baixiang County is next to Qianzhou. A few counties are considered good, but the people are so... I'm afraid it's even worse in other counties." Fang Zichen also felt heavy. "You are still young. I don't expect you to perform well in the past. Just protect Qianzhou for me. Don't follow the example of others and act in accordance with the laws of the imperial court." Fang Zichen, no matter how big or small, lay down . On the imperial table, he spoke bluntly: "Ke Weichen just bought a house, and the money he owes Yahang has not yet been paid."

Xia Jinghong knew that this man was going to sit on the ground and raise the price, and his eyebrows twitched slightly: "I'll pay it back for you."

"How embarrassing is this? I care about the suffering of the people, but I don't care about everyone. My husband just gave birth to a child. No. It's good to go!" "We'll go after

confinement! I'll arrange some people for you to keep you safe, right?"

"

Yeah!

"You really want me to come back?"

"Really, I kept my word."

Fang Zichen walked away happily.

The right minister came out from behind the screen.

As a minister, he should share the emperor's worries. He wanted to send Fang Zichen to fight wherever the emperor directed him. But he had to go even if the imperial edict was issued. How could he still resist and disobey the edict?

The right minister felt that Xia Jinghong doted on Fang Zichen too much.

Xia Jinghong leaned back in his chair: "He is the only person I can talk to. I don't want him to complain about me. I want him to go happily and serve me loyally." Xia Jinghong

and Fang Zichen's philosophy Like a confidant, your right minister understands his feelings. Now he is only worried about one thing: "But this boy is greedy for money, he is also young, and his temperament may be unstable. I am afraid that when he gets to the place, he will be worse than those in front of him." Even worse."

"The right minister is overly worried. That boy loves money, but he knows what money should be taken and what should not be taken," Xia Jinghong said indifferently.

The right minister thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. Fang Zichen was greedy for gain and was aboveboard. Although he acted unruly, he had never done anything extraordinary since he entered the capital. When he bought buns, he did it because of his shameless colleagues. Never use official power to oppress people.

This was announced to Xia Jinghong early the next morning.

Young officials, inexperienced, cannot control a continent.

Moreover, Fang Zichen had only been in the court for less than a year, and he was promoted from the sixth rank to the third rank at an unprecedented speed. Whether they were jealous or those who truly felt that he was not doing what was best for the people of Qianzhou, they all stood up to oppose him.

"Your Majesty, this matter is important, so please be cautious."

"Your Majesty, Fang's writing experience is still inexperienced, so I'm afraid he won't be able to take on such a big responsibility."

"Your Majesty, think twice!"

Xia Jinghong slammed the table and said in a deep voice: "That love Are you going?"

Everyone was silent.

Only one person murmured: "Your Majesty, the term of the general judge of Yuanzhou has been completed, and he can be transferred."

The person who spoke and the general judge belonged to the same line, and they all wanted to arrange for their own people. Xia Jinghong was no exception. He refuted them one by one. Yes, the left and right prime ministers stood up and said yes.

It is true that Fang Zichen is young, and it is true that he is young, but after reading his imperial examination papers, both the left and the right are the same as the emperor thought.

There was only one question at the beginning, which was the Northwest War.

When the war started, the people were in dire straits, so most candidates wrote that they would mobilize troops from the south and go to the northwest to fight the war together.

But these words are really simple. The Chao Kingdom has been jealous of Daxia for a long time, and they dare not attack in advance because the Qin family army is stationed in the south.

If the Qin family sends troops over, the protective line will be weak. No matter how powerful the old general Qin is, he can't defeat thousands of troops. The Chao Kingdom is afraid that he will attack immediately. This move is to tear down the southern wall to make up for the western wall.

Some people write about military conscription. If there are too many soldiers, the northwest will naturally be discouraged. But military service is the same as taxes. If it is too heavy, the people will complain. This is a low-level move.

Only Fang Zichen's paper is the most outstanding.

He starts from only two points.

Eat enough first, then develop the economy, develop culture, develop, and have more money, and arm the army to the teeth.

Change the strategy, raise the conditions, and let people rush to become soldiers.

The country is rich and the people are strong, Xiao Xiaozi does not dare to invade

. He uses these two points as the main trunk to spread out, and the branches are supplemented, and the writing is conclusive. But secretly, I still longed for him to achieve some political achievements when he went to the local government. However, when he came to Beijing, Fang Zichen didn't get up before noon. In the morning, Brother Zhao was afraid that he would be hungry, so he asked the good boy to bring the buns to bed. After cutting off his head and feeding him, Fang Zichen enjoyed it like an uncle. He was too lazy to watch, so he had to find someone to supervise him.

Xia Jinghong was determined to have his own way and wanted to give Fang Zichen a chance to make a big impact. In addition, both the left and the right agreed, so no one dared to stop him.

Zhao Song didn't speak from the beginning to the end. He went directly to Fang Mansion after the court. Fang Zichen had already told Brother Zhao about the release.

Qianzhou is dangerous. Several officials who went there were beaten. Fang Zichen didn't want to go through this flood, but could he really go against Xia Jinghong?

People gave him face and treated him as a brother, so he greeted him first, otherwise he would have to go even if he didn't want to when an imperial edict came.

And he also knew that the reason why he was able to live so well in the capital now was all thanks to Xia Jinghong and the Qin family. If he couldn't do anything, favor would be hard to come by, and the Qin family couldn't always protect him until he grew old.

When he had no status at first, Zheng Peiyao looked down upon him and thought he was not as good as Li Zhicheng, a bitch. If he had been better, when he first entered the capital, his brother Zhao would have been so awesome that he went to the Marquis Mansion and slapped Zheng Xiaoyan to death. He After being arrogant all his life, he really can't bear the cowardice. If he goes to Ganzhou, he will be great when he comes back. By then, if he has a few sons, he will be able to live the life of walking sideways.

I will fight for my husband and children.

After thinking about it on the way, he came back and told Brother Zhao that he would go there first and pick him and the child up after he settled down.

It's only 12 days to go next month. It's cold. It's freezing outside. The adults are okay, but the children can't stand it. But after hearing what he said, Brother Zhao didn't want to. He didn't speak in a dull mood for the whole night. They ignored Fang Zichen.

When Zhao Song came, Fang Zichen was still coaxing Brother Zhao. Zhao Song called him out, patted him on the shoulder, and said repeatedly with joy on his face: "Okay, okay."

What's good?

Fang Zichen was stunned by him.

Zhao Song only thought that Qian'er had talked about Quzhou during dinner, and Fang Zichen cared about the people and went to the emperor to ask for his tassel.

A man should serve the country and the people. If he were ten years younger, he would probably be on the road to Ganzhou. When

Fang Zichen saw him with tears in his eyes and full of admiration, he knew that he had misunderstood and he was still a little guilty in his heart.

The good boy didn't know where he heard this. When he came back in the evening, he hugged Fang Zichen and wouldn't let go.

Although they have three children now, Fang Zichen also loves the two boys, ugly as they are, but the one in front of them is the rarest.

He picked up the boy and said, "What's wrong?"

The boy hugged his neck, buried it beside his neck, and said gloomily: "The boy and his father are going to go with their father. There is no time to separate a family."

"Your father, please let me know . Did you come here?" Fang Zichen asked.

The good boy lowered his head and wrung his hands helplessly: "Daddy is not happy. The good boy asked. Dad is not willing to stay in the capital, and the good boy is not willing either."

Fang Zichen lifted him up and looked at him: "But he went with his father. " Quzhou, you won't be able to see the fourth child and the others. Are you willing to do this?"

"Yes, father is the most important thing. A good boy must stay with his father. The family cannot be separated, and the emperor can't say anything. Quzhou It's dangerous over there, they're going to fight Ren, and the good boy will follow to protect his father." The good boy said angrily, and then looked at Fang Zichen eagerly.

Fang Zichen was silent for a moment.

If we leave Brother Zhao and the child in Beijing without taking him with us, and wait for him to settle down there before letting Brother Zhao go there, I'm afraid it won't take more than a year and a half.

And he couldn't let go of his little baby, and neither could the big baby.

Fang Zichen entered the palace again.

When Xia Jinghong heard that he wanted to postpone the trip, and knew that he and Brother Zhao had a good relationship and were always inseparable from each other, it was indeed cold at the end of the year, and the journey would probably be difficult, so he agreed. Write an imperial edict and ask the guard eight hundred miles to rush to Qianzhou, and ask Tongzhi to sit in advance and wait for the prefect to come down.

After getting the right words, Fang Zichen came back and talked to Brother Zhao, and then he let Fang Zichen kiss him.

The two children were asleep on the bed. Fang Zichen leaned over and lay aside to watch quietly.

Brother Zhao had long wanted to ask: "Husband, are you not afraid of big meat bugs?"

He smiled, and Fang Zichen glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, I am afraid of my son. If it spreads, it will damage my dignity as a man. I am crazy, what the hell?" Not even afraid."

Brother Zhao laughed.

On this day, Zhao Yunyue invited Fang Zichen and Li Yisheng to have a drink. Eunuch Huang came to the house and took Brother Zhao to the palace.

Xia Jinghong originally wanted Xiao Dezi to follow him and urge Fang Zichen, but after thinking about it, he felt that the one who could restrain Fang Zichen was Brother Zhao. He himself was not afraid of Fang Zichen. Xiao Dezi loved nagging him the most, maybe. My son Fang Zichen was annoyed and wanted to beat him back.

Xia Jinghong said that Fang Zichen was lazy and that he worked in the Hanlin Academy in the morning and slept at noon. He was just lazy and playful. Brother Zhao's face turned red when he heard that. At first, he thought that Fang Zichen had to be on duty every day, so he was afraid that he would be exhausted... ···

"When we get to Qianzhou, you should supervise him more. With that ability, you still have to do more for the people. Brother Zhao, I am very optimistic about you!" Xia Jinghong deceived him, and Brother Zhao followed. When I came out of the palace, I suddenly felt that I had a heavy responsibility.

The child looks the same every day. At first, he was too embarrassed to take him out to see people. But within a month, he has completely changed. He is white and tender, with long eyelashes and big eyes. His little mouth is moist and rosy. He smiles when people tease him. He kicked his legs vigorously, and the good boy liked it so much that he didn't even want to go to the study. Every day when he got up, he would first jump into Brother Zhao's room to see his younger brother.

Not to mention the good boy, several brothers in the family are also very fond of him. They used to treat Brother Zhao as their master, and they respected and feared Brother Zhao. Now they only respect him and are not afraid anymore. He washes his hands when he comes back from work and is still old. Playing with the kids in the running room.

On the day of the full moon banquet, Fang Zichen took the opportunity to make another round of money.

He originally wanted to do it once, but he felt embarrassed because he did it too much.

Although Xia Jinghong was not as good as his close ministers in external affairs, Xia Jinghong overcame all difficulties and awarded him the third rank, which shows that he has the emperor's favor. If he goes to the local government, performs well in politics, and comes back gold-plated, he can directly go to the second rank.

Flatter first.

As a result, there were more guests than when we checked into our new house that day, and there were all kinds of gifts. They were all not cheap. Fang Zichen accepted them all, and he was so happy that he couldn't find anything for them.

Most of these people were fawning, but there were a few who were on good terms with Fang Zichen and were sincerely happy for him.

Everyone has experienced that when they come, they automatically put the gifts in the sack. Although this behavior is very inappropriate, no one will say such unpleasant words. If they are overheard and spread to Fang Zichen's ears, they are afraid that It's about peeling off layers of skin.

This man's magnanimity is not as good as imagined.

Brother Zhao had eaten well during confinement, and he knew he would be on his way soon, so he didn't dare to slack off at all. Fang Zichen made a lot of things for him. Now he has a chubby face and a great body.

Xia Jinghong also sent Eunuch Huang to deliver gifts.

It was cold and the child was not brought out, so he stayed in the inner courtyard room with a brazier. The female relatives who came came in and surrounded the child and praised him.

It's not that they are flattering, but these two kids are really good-looking. Although they are twins, they are not similar at all. They are still young and can't tell who they look like. But they are dressed in yellow clothes, wearing little red hats, with white faces and big eyes. No matter how you look at it, it looks good.

When people teased them, the two little guys would kick their little hands and feet and smile at people, their eyes widened with smiles. They were not shy at all when there were many people, and they were very lively.

This made the ladies here very curious. They took turns hugging each other into their arms. The little guy blew bubbles and then laughed. Those ladies didn't want to let go.

"What are the names of the two young gentlemen?" someone asked.

Brother Zhao pursed his lips and said: "I haven't given a big name yet, I just gave a nickname. The second child is called Gungun and the third child is called Dandan."

Some people didn't react: "Oh, these nicknames are great! With the two children It's so tight, get out of here, get out of here..." She was speechless.

The people in the village said that nicknames are easy to make a living, and they are used to it in the capital city. But if they really call their children Gouzi Tieniu or something like that, Fang Zichen felt that it was not good. After thinking about it, he chose such a nickname and shouted it together, That's mean enough. His two sons will be easy to raise in the future. If they throw two buns at a meal, they can grow up on their own.

Fang Zichen was delighted.

Leaving at the end of December.

This year's Chinese New Year is destined to be celebrated on the road.

In previous years, the snow would still fall at this time, but this year it stopped faster than last year.

Fang Zichen was afraid that the child would feel uncomfortable on the way, so he originally wanted to ask a doctor to follow him, but Li Yisheng came over first and said he would go with him.

Master Li's ancestral home is in Qinzhou, and Qinzhou leads to Qianzhou. He and Mrs. Li have grown up in age. In the past, when their son was here, they wanted to settle in the capital for the sake of their children. Now that they are an old couple, after much thought, they still want to return to their roots. Now that I can still move and my body bones are still strong, I just want to go with Fang Zichen.

It takes more than two months to travel from the capital to Quzhou. During this period, there are many mountain roads and bandits are rampant. It is safer when there are more people.

Li Yisheng was not in a hurry to return to his hometown and wanted to send the old couple back in person. Xie Xiaoyu wanted to follow him. Brother Zhao originally thought that if they stayed in Beijing, the shop would be transferred to Xie Xiaoyu, but now he can only close it. Brother Yu and the others will definitely follow.

The house on Guangfu Street was sold by the Tooth Shop, but the Fang Mansion kept it. Xia Jinghong, who was the manager of the Tooth Shop, had already been sent over, and he wanted to live there when he returned, so the Fang Mansion couldn't touch it.

As long as the Zhao family is here, someone can come over and take care of her from time to time.

There are so many things to arrange and pack, and I have been busy for nearly half a month before everything is properly arranged.

Near the end of the month, Zhao Song sent someone over and asked Brother Zhao and his family to go back to Zhao Mansion for a meal.

It should have been lively with so many people, but everyone at the dinner table was silent and no one was happy.

This separation will take several years. The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and it is difficult to see each other on ordinary days.

Zhao Song hugged the good boy, touched his head carefully, and called his name for the first time: "Lan Ze, you won't be able to see your grandfather after you go to Quzhou. Don't forget your grandfather. He is waiting for you to come back in the capital."

He looked at Fang Zichen again: "Fang boy, Xiaoxu is following you. I don't worry. I won't say anything. You should protect them more outside and be calm when things happen. I know that you were also a young master from a wealthy family before. No. I am familiar with the world, that's why I did... I don't blame you. I am also responsible for the trouble you made like that. This cannot be shied away from. I can see clearly what Xiaoxu does to you, and you should do the same. I know, I will have a good life in the future. Back then, his mother said that you were not worthy of Xiaoxu, but really, my Xiaoxu is not worthy of you. My Xiaoxu is suffering! He is different from others. He left home when he was young, and I didn't. What can I teach him? He is different from other girls and boys from aristocratic families. He doesn't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he can't be the same as you. Don't blame him. If he does something wrong in the future, please take it for my sake. , take care of me."

For the sake of the child, he kept himself very low, his tone was like pleading.

Brother Zhao felt sour in his heart. He sniffed and choked: "Dad, don't worry, my husband will be good to me."

"I know." Zhao Song said, "But I always feel uneasy if you don't tell me."

Fang Zichen knew that he wanted a promise.

"My father-in-law, you just worry so much. You don't need to tell me that I will treat Brother Zhao well. Besides, if you really want to worry, you should worry about me. Brother Zhao always beats me, and he used such a thick stick last time. Fortunately, I run fast, otherwise you will lose my son-in-law who can ride a dragon fast."

He gestured with a lingering fear on his face.

"That's right." The boy gnawed on the chicken leg and said, "Grandpa, you don't have to worry about daddy. You should worry about the boy and his father. The last time the boy fed his brother chicken meat, his father spanked him, and he got spanked. Make it three pieces."

The whole table burst into laughter.

Zhao Yunyue poked his forehead: "You deserve a beating."

The atmosphere of parting was instantly gone.

Chapter 359

Zhao Yunfeng and others took turns to give instructions. Fang Zichen looked at them and said: "I will be back in five years! What you are doing makes it seem like I have gone away and will never come back. This is not good! It's really not good. Don't worry, just give me two small coins, that's all I'm short of now."

Zhao Yunfeng and the others choked.

Halfway through the meal, the maid came in and said Zheng Peiyao was here.

After she became paralyzed, she was sent by the Zheng family to a temple outside the city, where she 'reflected' every day. The maid sent by the Zheng family could not stand the hardship in the temple and ran away long ago.

Although Zheng Peiyao felt sorry for Brother Zhao, she owed nothing to her first three sons. Zhao Song was cruel and refused to allow her to come back. Zhao Yunfeng and others did not dare to help plead for mercy. If Zheng Peiyao was really brought back, facing Zhao Brother, it was inevitable that he would feel guilty. After private discussion, the three brothers built a house outside, brought Zheng Peiyao back from the temple, and occasionally visited her.

This matter could not be hidden from Zhao Song. He frowned and placed his chopsticks on the table: "What is she doing back?"

"Xiao Xu..." Zheng Peiyao was pushed in by the maid in a wheelchair. She slurred her words, He kept calling Brother Zhao, asking him to forgive him.

Now she really regrets it, especially when she learned that Fang Zichen was released.

At first, she never felt that she had done anything wrong. She only felt that neither Brother Zhao nor Zhao Song understood her good intentions.

It's not that she didn't know that Fang Zichen had outstanding literary talent at the sixth grade, but he was all number one. In previous years, some of those number one scholars who entered the Imperial Academy climbed up the ranks. In more than ten years, they were promoted to the fourth grade, which was good. But most of them are "lost to everyone". The emperor has many things to do every day, and no one can help him to say a few words from time to time. After three years, a new number one scholar comes out, and no one knows about the ones in front of him.

She only thought that Fang Zichen was better than those top picks. Zhao Song was soft-spoken and upright when he was in power. He never bothered to use his connections to help his children find a way out. He always said that the children could climb to any place by themselves. , he helped, but the child has no ability, and the person can't hold on for a long time. Zhao Song treats his own child like this, Fang Zichen's family has no one to help him, and the Yue family is unreliable. It's hard to get up!

She doesn't understand the affairs of the court. She has lived in the capital for decades, and she only knows that it is difficult to move forward without some background.

Later, the Qin family sent people. For the sake of the Qin family, those in the capital were very tolerant and flattering to Fang Zichen. After hearing the report from the subordinates, Zheng Peiyao only felt that the Qin family was like this because they liked the good boy. Brother Zhao If the son is with Li Zhicheng and takes the child with him, this honor will fall on Li Zhicheng. With Li Yuan and the Meng family, Li Zhicheng's official career will be smooth in the future. He is now a fourth-grade man at a young age. He is an official with a good family background and his own abilities. Looking at the whole capital, there are few children from aristocratic families who are so promising.

She refused to repent. When Zhao Yunfeng went to see her, she always held Zhao Yunfeng's hand and kept saying: "Mother is devoted to our Zhao family and your fourth brother. Why in the end, they don't know my good intentions?" , They still treat me like this! They have no conscience!"

Zhao Yunfeng finally couldn't bear it.

"Mom, you are the one who moved yourself from beginning to end."

Zheng Peiyao paused: "Yunfeng, what are you talking about?"

"You complained that dad didn't help me before, saying that I was only in the first and sixth grades when I was in my thirties. Little official, but do you know? It's not that my father doesn't help me, it's that I don't want to go up. I don't like the intrigues in officialdom. You don't know how restricted you are in that position the higher you climb. If you say a wrong word or make a wrong move, our entire Zhao family may be slaughtered. I know what I am capable of, and I don't want to live a life of fear and fear."

Zhao Yunfeng said calmly: "You can't look up. Zichen, do you know? We haven't had such a person in Daxia for decades. You don't know how much the emperor values ​​him. You only have Li Zhicheng from the Hou Mansion in your eyes. But Li Zhicheng is nothing. ? If he was born like Fang Xiaozi, could he reach this position from nothing in three years? Without him, would the fourth brother be able to return to Beijing? Do you know what the fourth brother really wants when you do this? "Have you ever thought about it? Ah? Have you ever thought about it?"

His series of stern questions left Zheng Peiyao speechless and stunned on the spot.

"You want the Zhao family to become a famous family, and you want your fourth brother to be the wife of the Marquis, but in the end, this is all you are thinking about. What the fourth brother really wants is just a family. You don't understand it at all. You are good at making opinions and playing tricks. Those dirty tricks, now you are still complaining that we don't understand you, mother," Zhao Yunfeng asked calmly, "Then have you ever understood us?"

"Yunfeng, mother..."

Zhao Yunfeng interrupted her: " You look down on Fang Zichen, but did you know that he was sent to Quzhou to be gilded by the emperor, and the magistrate of Quzhou is the third grade?"

Zheng Peiyao's eyes widened suddenly, almost in disbelief.

"No one dares to go here, because Quzhou is poor and it is difficult to achieve political achievements."

It is difficult to achieve political achievements, which means that it will be difficult to move up.

No one dared to go to Quzhou. Several officials who were transferred there were beaten. In addition, the people in Quzhou were deceived for many years. The emperor was afraid and wanted to arrange for his own people to go there. For many reasons, Fang Zichen got an advantage in vain. But why doesn't this bargain go to someone else's house?

Fang Zichen was not the only one who belonged to the emperor.

There is only one reason...

"The emperor promised him that he would be transferred back no matter what in five years. How old is Zichen this year? He is less than twenty-two, and he is a third-grade official at twenty-two. Mother, before you Have you ever seen the emperor's favorite Li Zhicheng? Li Zhicheng is almost thirty. Even if he is good, he is only a few years old. If Fang Zichen has no ability, how can he be so valued by the emperor? explain.

Zheng Peiyao seemed to have been drained of all her strength.

She didn't know when Zhao Yunfeng left, all she could think about was Fang Zichen.

Only one year!

The sixth rank jumped directly to the third rank. Zhao Song had worked hard for most of his life. Zheng Peiyao could see how hard it was to get to this position, but now Fang Zichen was on an equal footing with him in just a blink of an eye.

Maybe when Zhao Song comes back in five years, he will call him "sir" when he sees him.

If I had known this, why bother? Why bother! ! !

Zheng Peiyao regretted that her intestines turned blue and her heart and liver ached.

Now I come here just to ask for forgiveness.

Gungun Dandan was being held aside by Uncle Tang and Nanny Feng. The two children were screaming. Zheng Peiyao's eyes were sore and she wanted to let the maid push him over and hug her, but Uncle Tang dodged first.

Fang Zichen didn't say anything. He was drooling when he saw people talking now. He felt so guilty that he didn't dare to pick up the food.

I really didn't expect Zheng Peiyao to be so careless. This old pious woman probably hated him to death. Just when she thought this, Zheng Peiyao was caught off guard and called his name.

"Boy Fang." She looked at Fang Zichen: "I was wrong in the first place, please forgive me! Parents are like this, they only think about what is best for their children, I..."

Fang Zichen looked at her for a long time , laughed: "That's all you said, who else besides you?"

Seeing that he was starting to speak strangely, Zhao Song was about to get angry, and hurriedly asked someone to push Zheng Peiyao down.

"Who let her in? She is not allowed to come in without my permission in the future."

Fang Zichen felt a little disappointed. After eating and chatting for a while, the family returned

and went to Zuo Xiangfu for a meal the next day.

Mrs. Zuo Xiang held her dear boy and cried all the time. If he hadn't been sitting down and lying in her arms, Fang Zichen would have thought that his son had been crushed because she was crying like this. Zuo Xiang and his eldest son were admonishing her. I asked Fang Zichen to stay calm when he got there, not to drift off, and to try his best to protect Qianzhou for the emperor.

The next day, colleagues invited again, and at the end of the month they were busy having a farewell meal. On the 30th, Fang Zichen officially set off on the road with his husband and son.

He brought a lot of things, including eight carriages. Xia Jinghong gave him a big one, which was spacious and tight. Fang Zichen made big tires to put on them. Because there was not much rubber, he made six.

This wheel has good earthquake resistance. Master Li and Aunt Feng are old people. They were bumpy all the way. Fang Zichen was afraid that he would be disabled when he got there, so he also changed the wheel for Master Li and Aunt Feng.

Fang Zichen didn't know how to drive, and neither did Li Yisheng, so he had to hire someone from the escort agency to escort him.

When we arrived at the city gate, someone was calling him "good boy". They were several princes, as well as boys from the minister's family and the right minister's family.

Brother Zhao asked someone to stop the carriage, and the good boy jumped out. The few friends have been together for several months. They have experienced life and death in the palace, and their relationship is very strong. Now they are holding their heads together and crying, with runny noses.

"My dear boy, you must come back alive!"

"My father said that it's very dangerous over there in Ganzhou. My dear boy, you must be careful not to be maimed."

"We'll wait for you to come back before we ride a bicycle together.

The fourth prince pulled Guaizi and said in a frustrated voice: "Guaizi, can you not go? I don't want you to go."

Guaizi sniffed and said with great reluctance: "Guaizi has to protect his father. Father. " You can't do it without Ren's care!"

The boy from the Right Prime Minister's family has been hanging out with Guaizi for a long time and has learned a lot of things. Now he said: "Guaizi is right. Uncle Fang looks like a pretty boy. It really doesn't look good. They say that scholars can't even lift a knife except for reading and writing. Guaizi is very good. Without Guaizi, when Uncle Fang goes and gets punched by someone in Ganzhou, we are afraid that we will have to fight. We're going to have a meal."

Fang Zichen listened for a few times in the carriage, wanting to get off his horse and beat them up immediately, to show his style and make them scream, so that they would know what it means to be powerful. Damn it, say him. What a bad thing, you actually call him a pretty boy.

Brother Zhao grabbed him and laughed until his stomach hurt.

Several princes were followed by a group of cavalry. The first one dismounted and walked outside Fang Zichen's carriage. He clasped his fists and shouted:

"Master Fang."

The voice was familiar. Fang Zichen lifted the curtain and poked his head out: "Oh, you are not the one in front of the emperor. What is that? "

This man is the emperor's sword-carrying guard, who always stands guard outside the royal study.

"My lord, my surname is Zhang, my single name is Quan."

"What happened when the emperor sent you here?"

"The emperor sent me and Mr. Fang to go to Quzhou together. During this period, I will fully obey Mr. Fang's orders."

Fang Zichen remembered this. .

Xia Jinghong sent thirty people on horseback, and they all looked like Lian Jiazi.

Fang Zichen felt relieved.

Damn it, let's see who dares to hit him.

The Zhao family came to say goodbye yesterday, but no one was seen this time. There were often businessmen coming and going in the capital, so the motorcade did not attract too much attention.

The good boy returned to the car and was depressed. Brother Zhao hugged him and took out the buns. The good boy sniffed and ate two buns before he felt better.

The convoy completely disappeared from the city gate, and Zhao Yunyue and Zhao Yunlan came out from the corner.

"The fourth child is gone."

"Well! Let's go back!"

As soon as Fang Zichen and Li Yisheng left, Zhao Yun felt more and more empty.

Brother Zhao lifted the car curtain and looked back. The city gate slowly became farther away. Fang Zichen leaned over and didn't say anything. He just put his arm around his shoulders.

His home is not here, so it doesn't matter where he goes. But Brother Zhao is different. He has been looking forward to returning home for more than ten years. The Zhao family treats him well. The things in the next two cars were prepared by Shi Nianqi and Zhao Ersao. Everyone knows that Ganzhou is poor. They I have never been there, but I am always afraid that the place will be like the village, with nothing. Food, drink, and clothing are all provided, and the other two cars are provided by the Meng family.

"Brother Zhao, if you..."

Brother Zhao knew what he wanted to say and immediately interrupted him: "I will go wherever you go. I can't bear to leave my father, brother and sister-in-law, but you are the most important."

Fang Zichen didn't say anything more, and just hugged him tightly.

The carriage was completely closed, and no charcoal fire was dared to be lit inside. If it burned, the curtains would have to be opened. However, the carriage was running fast and the wind was strong, so everyone could only spread quilts in the front of the carriage. It was too thick to cover them. warm.

At first, Brother Zhao was worried that the two children would not get used to it and would make trouble, but Guaizi and Xiaofeng were there and kept teasing him, but he never cried. The ground on the official road was not very flat, but the paving was thick because of the big tires. , not too bumpy.

Master Li sat comfortably and said, "This wheel made by Mr. Fang is great! I am an old man and I don't feel uncomfortable after walking for two days."

Last time he went to Zhuangzi outside the city to treat a nobleman, and he made a round trip. Afterwards, he felt pain everywhere, so he thought about returning to his hometown quickly, otherwise he would suffer a lot on the road as he got older.

We had hired several bodyguards before, and their carriages were closely guarded. Master Li was still worried about being watched. Now he looked at the guards sent by Xia Jinghong who were clearing the way. They were tall and strong, with a formidable expression. I'm not afraid of anything anymore.

The two nannies invited first were from the capital, so they would not come with them. Brother Zhao had no choice but to bring milk powder.

According to historical records, this thing seems to have been made by Genghis Khan. Fang Zichen did not expect that Daxia also had it, but it was not as 'refined' as modern times. The milk powder here was very rough, it was simply dried to dry the water.

The team also brought two cows and some rice cereal to the children in turn.

The river was frozen, so we had to go all the way across by horse-drawn carriage.

Fang Zichen rode with Zhang Quan and the others. The carriage sent by Xia Jinghong was large and pulled by two horses. It was stable. Xie Xiaoyu often jumped here to tease the children. Sometimes he would be lonely and silent. .

Brother Zhao knew what he was thinking.

Li Yisheng is an only son. He himself is not anxious, but Li's father and mother are.

The Xie family has a high family background, so the two elders did not dare to urge them openly, but no matter how subtle the letter was, it still meant to urge them. They have been married for almost three years, and there has been no movement at all. Li's mother felt that he was not in good health, and his words They persuaded him to rest at home and not to worry. Li Yisheng made enough money for him, but Xie Xiaoyu couldn't stand still. He kept going back and forth and became annoyed because of this matter.

Brother Zhao handed Gungun into his arms: "Hug more. They used to say in the village that children bring good luck. If you hug them too much, you might be able to get pregnant next year."

Xie Xiaoyu didn't believe this, but Brother Zhao also agreed. Kind intention, he smiled: "Then I will give you more hugs, Gungun, you have to bless your godfather to give birth to a younger brother next year!"

Gungun let out a cry, clenched his fists and shook them hard, as if he felt that his promise was not enough. He kicked his chubby feet and kicked his balls again, and Balls immediately raised his fist.

Xie Xiaoyu saw it funny. After hugging this and that, he wanted to stay here all night.

There were inns in the towns passing by on the way, so they could rest at night. If they stayed in the wild, the guards would pitch tents and sleep around the fire.

Fang Zichen would go back to the car at night. Now that he had no conditions, Xiaofeng had no choice but to avoid suspicion and sleep together in the car.

Brother Yu and others were divided into two cars. The car was small, and with the bedding, there was really no room for people.

Before setting off, Shi Nian prayed to Brother Zhao to leave Xiaofeng behind, because Xiaofeng was getting better and better in studies, but there were many things to learn, not to mention playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, even this female celebrity had to learn , Xiaofeng knows nothing about these things, and Nvhong has just learned a few words about Laiyue, where can she go to find her grandma in Quzhou?

Moreover, I am afraid that the nuns in Quzhou do not know the rules of the capital. After five years of going away, they will be sixteen when they come back. It will be too late to learn, and it will be difficult to find a

mother-in-law. Since he would not treat him harshly, Brother Zhao found Xiaofeng and told him what Shi Nianqi had said. As Brother Zhao expected, Xiaofeng did not choose to stay.

This child really regarded them as family, and so did Brother Zhao. Although he knew it would be better to leave Xiaofeng in the capital, he still took him with him.

How can a family be separated?

Fang Zichen listened at the side and just said: "Sister-in-law, what you said is funny. You just don't know anything. Why don't you find someone as good as me? Although there are few men like me in the world, it doesn't matter. If If he can't get married, I'll just send him to a nunnery! What a big deal."

As soon as Fang Zichen said this, he was chased and beaten by Xiao Feng.

...

Fang Zichen slept sideways here, so it was crowded. The good boy had to sleep on Fang Zichen's belly. Fortunately, the boy didn't grow much, otherwise he would have crushed someone to death.

Winter is cold, and the cold wind blows bitterly at night, blowing everyone to death. Everyone squeezes into the bed, but it is quite warm.

After a month of traveling, we finally arrived in Xiayang. We were halfway through the trip. Because I was in a hurry to get to work, I passed through a town and didn't have to go shopping. Today, my child ran out of diapers and had to find an inn to wash and bake. However, as soon as he entered the city, a group of soldiers blocked his way.

We haven't even reached Qianzhou yet!

Is someone looking for trouble?

But it doesn't look like they are wearing military uniforms.

A man in front came over and asked respectfully: "May I ask who you are, Mr. Fang?"

His tone was firm, and he seemed to know him. Fang Zichen stopped talking and replied: "It's me, who are you?"

"The young one is Mr. Qin from Hengyang. Sent by the general."

As soon as the news about Fang Zichen's release came out, the general's office sent a letter to Hengyang as soon as they got the news.

General Qin knew that somewhere in Quzhou, the people there were very tough. A county magistrate at the front heard that he was attacked in the middle of the night and his entire family was beaten.

Old General Qin was worried. No matter how hard he beat the good boy, his brain would probably crack if someone swung a hoe over him.

After thinking about it, General Qin sent someone over.

The Qin family soldiers are divided into two types, one is 'state-owned' and the other is 'privately owned', but the number of private soldiers is limited and cannot be exceeded.

Nowadays, apart from the emperor, the left and right ministers are the most powerful in the capital. But even so, they cannot recruit private soldiers. Only the Qin family has this honor.

The Qin family already had a large number of troops, and yet they were treated like this, which showed that the emperor trusted them.

Fifty people came this time. Because they couldn't make it to Beijing, they came to Xiayang to wait.

Fang Zichen didn't know what to say for a moment, so just say thank you! He also felt that General Qin really underestimated him.

Will he be afraid of mere troublemakers?

That can't be done!

Eight carts of things, plus a carriage with people, formed a long and mighty procession. When they entered the city, the officers and soldiers yelled and said they wanted to search, but it was useless. Fang Zichen came out, Zhang Quan rode over, and as soon as his belt card was revealed, the officers and soldiers immediately came towards him. He knelt down while driving the carriage.

"It turns out to be an adult. I have offended you a lot just now. I hope you will forgive me."

Fang Zichen opened the curtain of the car to take a look and patted the good boy: "Son, do you see? Does your father have any dignity now?"

The good boy asked: "Father is awesome."

"That's right." Fang Zichen said, "When you get to Qianzhou, your father will be the boss. When the time comes, your father will also give you a powerful and powerful belt. If anyone doesn't have the foresight to stop you, you can learn from Zhang. "Quan, do you know?"

"Yeah!" Guai Zai's eyes sparkled: "Gui Zai is a second-generation official, and Gui Zai is the most powerful. Whoever stops Gui Zai, Gui Zai will scare him.

" The boy coughed, and Fang Zichen immediately hit the good boy on the head: "But you can't do evil and use your power to bully others, you know?"

"Oh," the good boy said hurriedly: "Father, it's not right to do bad things. The good boy has known it for a long time, and the good boy doesn't He's going to do bad things, so tie him up, good boy, good boy."

Brother Zhao couldn't help but feel funny when he saw the good boy thrust into his waist, his chest reaching to the sky.

The team rested for a day in Shangyang. They were busy replenishing the dry food they brought and taking a shower when they needed it.

What Brother Zhao was most worried about along the way were the children. The good boy was okay, his skin was tight and he didn't think anything was wrong. Occasionally he would go out and ride horses with Fang Zichen, but he didn't have any chicken to eat and he lost some weight. I don't know if it was when he was a child. The obsession is too strong, but I still really like it. This kid doesn't feel good if he doesn't have chicken. Fang Zichen feels really bad. Every time he goes to town for a break, he always buys a few chickens to keep. In the evening, someone heats them up for the good boy, so fuck him. There was no fuss. Master Li often came over to see them. He checked their pulse and said that these two boys were really strong. They followed them on the road and didn't cry much. They grew fatter and fatter without losing any weight. They were really tough!

Brother Zhao thinks that if he ate well when he was pregnant, the two children would be strong.

At the end of January, the New Year has entered, and the city is bustling with activity.

There was no one in the inn at the moment. Everyone was staying at home to celebrate the New Year. Brother Zhao asked the shopkeeper to serve them some good wine and food, and the guards escorted them all the way out of the capital. It was not easy to eat and sleep in the open, and the Qin family had to entertain them well. , after all, it is New Year's Day.

There are about a hundred people in them, so they have to fill ten tables. Most of the waiters who work in the inn are at home during the New Year holiday. Now I am afraid that there are not enough manpower, but the shopkeeper dare not say that this group of people are all riding horses. He has a knife on his waist and is escorted by officers and soldiers. He has seven or eight bags, so he must be a big shot! Not wanting to offend him, he hurriedly went to the inn next door to ask for help. The cook and waiter were all borrowed first.

Brother Zhao asked Uncle Tang to give red envelopes to Brother Yu and others, asking them to go outside to play after dinner, and they would be on their way tomorrow.

Brother Yu and the others were in high spirits. They were still young after all, and they loved to join in the fun.

Nanny Feng and Uncle Tang didn't want to go and took care of the children in the inn. Fang Zichen took Brother Zhao and the two children there. Xiaofeng was led by Brother Zhao. The boy still sat on Fang Zichen's shoulders. Xiaofeng looked ahead. , vaguely remembered that when he was still in Xiaohe Village, he seemed to be like this in his first year in the Fang family, but at that time he was short, and when he was being led by Brother Zhao, all he could see was his buttocks. Now, in a blink of an eye, , he could already see the scenery ahead clearly without Fang Zichen hugging him.

If Uncle Zhao and Uncle Fang hadn't gone to the mountains to look for him back then, he would have been reduced to bones by now.

As the strength in his hand became stronger, Brother Zhao lowered his eyes and looked over, only to find that Xiaofeng's eyes were red.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaofeng's eyes were so deep that he couldn't see his emotions: "Uncle Zhao." He didn't say much, just shouted, and then held Brother Zhao's hand tightly.

Brother Zhao didn't ask any more questions, and held him back. Fang Zichen took out the personal money he had saved from living frugally and bought a lot of things for the two younger ones and the older one. They were all food, but the good boy He was so happy that he kept mumbling, "Father is the best, good boy, I need to give him a kiss." Fang Zichen was so sticky that Brother Zhao felt like he could hardly see.

When they came back, Brother Dou and the others also came back. Brother Zhao didn't give many red envelopes, just one or two, but he also gave them monthly. Brother Dou and the others didn't spend much, so they bought some dried fruits and sweet snacks. , I thought they had bought what they wanted to eat, but Brother Zhao found out when he saw them bringing it to the good boy on the road.

They all know how to be grateful.

The next morning we were on our way again. When the county magistrate received the news and rushed over, the inn was already empty.

"Why are you walking so fast?" The county magistrate thumped his chest.

The master didn't understand. He only heard the report below that the formation was very large, with guards and soldiers from the Qin family guarding him on both sides. He was frightened when he heard it: "Master, who is here?" "

They should be going to Quzhou to serve. "Master

Fang." Some people in the southern region may have never heard of Quzhou, but a few months ago Xia Jinghong was angry and reorganized the court. The reason was because of Quzhou. The news spread down, and all the officials Knowing this, I had to stick to my duty for a while.

The master didn't get the news: "Sir, if that's the case, you don't have to be too disappointed. Lord Fang has gone to somewhere like Qianzhou, and he may never come back for the rest of his life."

If you can't come back, what's the use of fawning over you ? .

The county magistrate looked at him with disgust: "You are just an old fool. People say you don't know a thing, but I think you don't even know a thing."

Master: "..."

How can you still humiliate someone? Coming?

Sitting in the carriage would get boring. Fang Zichen would occasionally call Brother Zhao out on the road and teach him how to ride. Brother Zhao was also a fast learner, and he learned it in a few days. Although it was cold outside, his vision was broad, and along the way The scenery is completely different. When you come out of Xiayang, the surrounding roads are still covered with snow, and there is a vast expanse of white everywhere. But the closer you get to Ganzhou, the more rocky mountains are on both sides of the road, and the weather is not as cold as in Beijing and Xiayang. Gradually, we began to see weeds on the roadside.

Brother Zhao didn't want to ride in the carriage anymore, fearing that his two children, Xiaofeng and Guaizi, wouldn't be able to take care of them, so Brother Zhao transferred Nanny Feng and Uncle Tang over.

Hurry up and hurry up. At the end of February, we finally arrived in Qianzhou.

Their route leads to the south of Quzhou. The south and central part of Daxia are richer than the north. Brother Zhao knows that Quzhou is poor, but he originally thought that the north of Quzhou is poor. The south should be similar to Fu'an Town at best, but this Looking at the villages on the roadside for a while, they were really inferior to even Xiaohe Village.

There are mud houses and thatched houses everywhere, and there are occasional people on the roadside. They are really shabby. They only wear a pair of straw sandals in the winter. The exposed toes are bruised and purple, and the brown, gray and thin clothes are covered with patches.

It doesn't snow here, it's the weather in the south, but the winter in the south is also very cold. Although there is no ice and snow, it is accompanied by wind and rain. It is gloomy and humid, the chill is unbearable, and it is biting. When Zhao Geer sees them dressed like this, he feels that the whole People became colder and subconsciously held their cloaks tightly.

The sound of horse hooves was loud, and everyone looked over curiously.

Xiaohe Village used to be poor, but everyone seemed to have some flesh, and the people didn't look lifeless. Now these people are actually numb and have no energy at all.

Fang Zichen's group of people were dressed in rich and thick clothes. The people on the roadside knew that the people were either rich businessmen or high-ranking officials. They quickly stepped aside in fear, not daring to breathe or raise their heads. They didn't look around curiously until they were far away.

The brigade was just about to go to the town when a man suddenly rushed out from the front, holding a hoe. Fang Zichen quickly tightened the reins and stopped the horse.

The man saw a large group of people in front of him, riding on a tall horse. When he saw him rushing out, the sword on his waist had been half drawn. Dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at him. The big man's lower abdomen suddenly tightened, and he was stunned on the spot. .

What's going on?

This is wrong!

Those who came to take office in the front did not bring so many people!

The current situation is one in which we are outnumbered and outnumbered, and we cannot defeat it.

He hoeed the ground and then pretended to be deaf and dumb and pretended to work there.

It looked very much like that, as if they didn't come here to beat people, but came here specifically to do work. Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao were about to laugh, when another thirty people jumped out of the grass on the roadside, one by one. Everyone had something in their hands, either a sickle or a wooden stick. Brother Zhao also saw one holding a spatula in his hand.

They rushed out within a second, and when they saw the crowd behind Fang Zichen, they immediately jumped into the grass and ran away.

It only took three seconds before and after the appearance.

These people are very knowledgeable about current affairs.

The man in the lead got caught up in the drama and didn't follow his companions. He was still weeding on the roadside. His buddy ran away and then came back in a hurry. When he got closer, he jumped up and slapped him on the head.

"You idiot, if you don't run away, do you want to go to jail?"

Brother Zhao couldn't help but laugh when he saw them running into the forest in a panic.

Fang Zichen couldn't resist it either. With this smile, the gang behind him also followed. These people were really acting like they were having fun.

We encountered eight or nine waves in a row on the road, but no one dared to come up and fight.

After arriving at Quzhou, we walked for two more days and finally arrived at Quzhou City.

They were so eye-catching that they were subject to inspection when entering the city gate. Zhang Quan was very good at showing off, and kept silent every time. As soon as his waist card was revealed, the large troops were let go.

Tongzhi was a thin old man over fifty years old. He had received the news early and had been waiting for him for a long time. He glanced at it quickly and was shocked. He swallowed his saliva before calling out: "I've seen Mr. Fang."

Chapter 360

Tongzhi knew in advance that Mr. Fang was a young man. He was the number one scholar in the examination the year before last. He had only been in the Hanlin for more than half a year. He was very favored. He was not capable. The emperor was very anxious about Quzhou's affairs. , one after another imperial edicts came to Qianzhou one after another. He just knelt to receive the edicts, and his knees were bald. However, in the past few months, edicts came from Beijing and asked him to bear them first. Mrs. Fang, who was sent by the imperial court, The husband is not out of confinement yet, and it may take a while. This is not Lord Fang's confinement. The emperor is obviously so anxious, but he still allows Lord Fang to do this. It shows that he values ​​Lord Fang. Tongzhi wrote to his friends in the capital to ask. Regarding the situation, my friend's reply was concise and to the point.

- Never offend.

Mr. Fang is not being released for offending anyone. He is here to go through a formality and be gilded. He will be back in five years.

I'm shocked that Mr. Fang is so favored, but now I see that he is too young, and he comes from a small place. He has an aristocratic air, and the guards behind him seem to be older than those in the city. The elite soldiers were even more powerful, and Fang Zichen's favor was beyond his imagination.

None of the prefects sent in advance had elite soldiers to protect them!

If he had, he wouldn't have been crippled.

But with so many people sent in, everything was covered in darkness. How afraid was the emperor that this person would be beaten to death? ?

There was a magistrate's residence in Quzhou City, and Tongzhi led him there. Fang Zichen got off his horse and walked with him. The further he walked, the colder his heart became, and his face became more and more ugly.

His temperament was too terrifying, and the expression on his face was cold and sharp. Tongzhi stood aside and did not dare to say a word.

Quzhou is really poor, and the central city is not as good as the town of Xiayang.

It's not that the size is not comparable, but the prosperity is far less than that. Ganzhou City is very depressed, the houses on the street are low and uneven, and the roads are fucking dirt. What is this concept? Why did Xia Jinghong send him to such a useless place?

A city on a continent without even a brick road? Fu'an Town is better than this, and the shops are not big. The people walking on the street are still wearing warm clothes. They are not as good as the people in other towns, but they are much better than the people seen on the road ahead. Ganzhou is poor, saying After all, they are still poor villagers, but people in the city can still have enough to wear and eat.

Guaizi and Xiaofeng opened the car curtain and looked outside, their eyes twitching with curiosity.

"My lord is here," Tongzhi said.

When Fang Zichen stood outside the gate of the mansion, his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

"What the hell is this?"

Can people live in this place?

The walls are in ruins, not to mention the gate has been demolished, the blue bricks paving the road inside have been pried off, and the tiles on the roof of the outer courtyard have flown away.

Is there any difference between living here and sleeping on the street?

It's true that the more he got around, the more he went back. When he first came here, at least he still had a dilapidated house to live in!

Tongzhi's face is a bit dry.

After the leader of the prefect was beheaded, the courtyard was 'robbed' from time to time. When he found out, he immediately sent people to guard it, and barely protected the inner courtyard. The leader of the outer courtyard wanted to hire people to repair it, but those helpers I heard they were going to build the yard for the magistrate?

Don't go!

If you go there, you will be helping the evil tyrants, and the lid of the coffin of the ancestors in your family will probably be lifted off.

There was no one to find and no money, so the matter was delayed.

Oh, there are still people living in the inner courtyard, so that's okay.

Fang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief. Brother Zhao went in with him for a walk. After a while, he came out not knowing what to say.

The inner courtyard is really spacious, exquisite and luxurious. The Fang Mansion in Beijing, which they spent a huge amount of money on, was almost impossible to buy. The inner and outer courtyards combined are not even enough for this inner courtyard.

These officials had three wives and four concubines, each living in a small courtyard, nine in total, as well as some gardens and fish ponds. It was like a maze. Fang Zichen walked around and remembered it roughly, but if it were Liu Xiaowen, I'm afraid... I couldn't get out all afternoon.

Those prefects in front of them were so corrupt that they lived in more luxurious houses than him. It was not unfair at all to be beheaded.

But it's his now.

Brother Zhao asked Brother Dou and the others to go in and clean first. After all, they had been living in the room, so they wouldn't be able to use the bedding originally left in the room, but the bed, cabinets and other furniture could still be used.

There are many rooms, and the guards are also on board.

There is strength in numbers, so we sorted it out in one afternoon.

Wipe the bed table and bed board with a wet towel, and dry it again with a dry towel. It will be dry after half an hour. The bedding is on the car, so you just need to move it in and lay it out.

But in the end, it was not enough to live in. Those soldiers in the prefect's yamen followed the magistrate to help the tiger. The magistrate's head fell off, and the people under him were scattered. The yamen is now empty. Fang Zichen went over to see if there were people living there. He arranged for the imperial guards to go there and gave them Yinzi, let them sort themselves out, after all, they are such big people.

There are many soldiers in the Qin family, and a room with wooden floors and sleeping tops can sleep several people.

If it were an ordinary man living at home, Fang Zichen would definitely be worried, but the soldiers of the Qin family were strict with themselves and had good discipline along the way. They rested on the road ahead, and ran into the woods to relieve themselves. They didn't dare to run too far, so they squatted behind a tree. Bing'er didn't even look at them, and walked away on his own initiative. Uncle Tang and Nanny Feng were able to suppress them, so they all rushed to live in the Yamen. There was no one guarding the house, and Fang Zichen was also afraid.

Tongzhi held a banquet and wanted to invite Fang Zichen there, but Fang Zichen didn't go because he was busy!

The colleagues knew that they had not settled down yet, so they left wisely.

The largest courtyard is where Fang Zichen's family lives. There are six rooms in it. Aunt Feng and Uncle Tang live in it for the convenience of taking care of their children.

After everything was cleaned up, Xiaoli ran outside and bought a brazier and charcoal. The whole house was warmed up before Brother Zhao took Gungun down.

The good boy was led by Xiaofeng and jumped behind him.

"Dad, are we all going to live here from now on?"

"Yeah, do you like it?" "Yes

, I do," Guaizi said. As long as Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen are here, he feels good wherever they live.

Brother Yu and others live in the courtyard next to it. The courtyard is smaller, with only five rooms, but it is enough. Da Mi and Aunt Jiang live in one room, Brother Yang and Brother Xiu live in the same room, Brother Dou and others live in the same room. One person can share a room, but after two months on the road, the three of them fell in love with each other. Now they don't want to be separated and want to live in the same room. Brother Zhao is free to do whatever they want.

He hurriedly packed up and went out to buy pots and pans. Brother Zhao didn't need to order these things, Xie Xiaoyu took them there himself.

Master Li originally wanted to separate from them when he arrived at Qinzhou, but he thought that Qianzhou was dangerous, poor, and had a different climate from the capital city. The two children were small, and if one of them had a headache, it would be convenient for him to stay there. Master Li loved to tease children. , also wanted to follow over, Qinzhou was not far from Qianzhou, and when Fang Zichen and the others were settled, it would not be too late to go back, so he followed over.

...

Some common people followed all the way and started to murmur when they saw all the people led by Fang Zichen entering the courtyard.

"It seems that this is really the prefect sent here from above."

Someone sighed heavily: "Now we in Ganzhou really have no way to survive."

The few people nearby did not speak.

Fang Zichen's battle formation was so big that several carts of goods could not be seen starting and ending when passing by on the street. Moreover, there were so many guards, all riding horses. Where could I get money to support them if I was not greedy? When the previous prefect came, there was nothing like this, only a dozen guards, but everyone was greedy.

Moreover, at first glance, the prefect looked like he was a mere brat, what could he do?

I'm afraid it's the children from the capital who come to seek political success.

Why does the emperor always send people like this to Ganzhou? Does he still care about common people like them?

Everyone sighed, eyes burning, staring at the door of the house, as if they wanted to rush in and eat Fang Zichen alive.

I had a simple meal in the evening, stopped busy with other things, and went to rest first. I was exhausted from traveling all the way. For two months in a row, I was really exhausted.

When we arrived, we were finally able to have a peaceful and solid sleep.

Before dawn the next day, the room was still dark, and Fang Zichen was pushed awake by Brother Zhao.

He was confused: "What's wrong? Want to drink water? Then I'll get it for you."

"It's time for you to get up." Brother Zhao said.

"Ah? What's the duty?"

"You are the prefect and you have to be on duty."

Fang Zichen regained consciousness and smiled: "I am the boss now. The boss said that there is no need to go on duty in the morning."

Xia Jinghong was indeed right. , this person started to become lazy as soon as he floated up.

Brother Zhao opened the quilt: "No, get up quickly, you can't neglect your duties."

"It will be the same if I go in the afternoon! I just came here, I am a little acclimatized, and I need a rest. Be good, cover me with the quilt." Fang Zichen closed his eyes and looked peaceful.

"Are you going?" Brother Zhao asked again.

Fang Zichen squinted his eyes and looked at him: "We haven't settled down at home yet, so I'll help you at home for two days."

Brother Zhao already knew about his urine. He was considerate and unlike other men, he was willing to do housework. Yes, but he wasn't very good at it. When he was in the village, he was asked to clean the cupboards and he went to Liu's vegetable patch to pick some vegetables. When he came back, Fang Zichen and Guai Zai were having fun in the yard. When they went to the kitchen, they saw that What happened to the cupboard first? It will still be like this. Now that Brother Dou and the others are at home, they are so busy that there is no need for him. They just find excuses to sleep.

Brother Zhao didn't waste any time. He stepped directly over him and went down to the bed. He took out the wooden stick that he had placed yesterday from under the bed and waved it twice in Fang Zichen's ear. The wooden stick whirred with the sound of wind. Fang Zichen felt a chill running down his spine and quickly got up.

There was someone in the capital, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous or late, so he got up early in the dark every day. Now in Qianzhou, there is still someone above him. Marrying young and young is a sin!

The founding emperor of Great Xia was probably a bastard, and he asked people to go to work at seven o'clock. It was simply inhumane.

He didn't know where he was buried. If he found out, he would definitely blow up his grave.

...

Tongzhi came to the government office today. He was already prepared to wait until noon, but just after sitting for a while, the entourage he brought came running in from outside and said that the prefect was here.

The government office was not far from the house where he lived. Fang Zichen was still chewing on the buns when he saw him and asked him casually.

"So early? Is there something wrong?"

Tongzhi hurriedly handed over the folder and said, "Sir, news just came from Anhe County, saying that Qian'er..."

Fang Zichen directly held the bun in his mouth and took it. I hurriedly scanned the folds and found that people were starving to death under Qian'er again.

It was only his first official day in office, and these people didn't come to Ganzhou to give gifts to the boss to express their welcome.

He slammed his fist on the table.

"Who is this magistrate of Anhe County? How did he become the magistrate? Go, take people to capture him, I will beat him to death."

Tongzhi trembled and said: "Go back to your Majesty, sir, Anhe The position of county magistrate is currently vacant."

Fang Zichen raised his voice: "What?"

Tongzhi was startled again and whispered back: "The county magistrate in front was investigated for corruption and violation of the law, and has been dismissed."

No one has been found to replace him, and the magistrate has no right to interfere with the promotion and transfer of the Daxia County Magistrate. Only the magistrate has this right.

During the period of waiting for office, colleagues would not dare to make any decisions on such 'big matters'.

What kind of mess is this?

Fang Zichen wiped his face and was thinking that this was not a big deal and he could just find someone to take care of him. The colleague hesitated and said that in the south, he and the thirteen county magistrates under him had not issued monthly regulations for more than half a year. Sorry, I can't even open the pot at home.

Their monthly schedules were probably corrupted by the prefect in front of them, so Fang Zichen patted his fellow prefect on the shoulder to express his sympathy and helplessness.

What does this mean?

The fellow magistrates were all anxious and said: "Sir, the lower official gave the emperor a note the year before last. The emperor said that the new prefect will bring the monthly reports of the humble officials and others... Your Excellency, the lower official has children and old people in his family. I really can't lift the pot, please show mercy and show me your kindness!"

Now it was Fang Zichen's turn to panic, what do you mean by bringing it to him?

Zhang Quan took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Fang Zichen.

It was written by Xia Jinghong.

Brother Zhao had just finished breakfast and was about to arrange for someone to go out and find craftsmen to repair the outer courtyard. Qin's soldiers couldn't sleep on wooden boards all the time. Brother Zhao wanted to use the drawings made by Fang Zichen to get some bunk beds back. , Fang Zichen came back again.

He seemed to be very angry, his footsteps were pounding, his eyes were wide open with anger, his eyes were red, his nostrils were thickened, he kept snorting, and cursed all the way from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard.

"This guy who kills a thousand swords, damn, dares to play tricks on me."

"Damn it, I'm going to curse him for eating like a kid, squatting in a manhole and being unable to pull himself out, peeing on his shoes, and choking on drinking water."

Brother Zhao Blinking, seeing that he was so angry that he seemed like he could barely breathe, he quickly went over to help him.

"Husband, what's wrong? Who messed with you?"

The good boy didn't eat the buns anymore and immediately came over with his fists already clenched. It seemed that as soon as he said that, he would rush out and beat someone to avenge his father.

Xiaofeng looked over nervously.

"It's Xia Jinghong." Fang Zichen said through gritted teeth.

Brother Zhao asked: "What's wrong with the emperor?"

"He lied to me!" Fang Zichen wanted to wipe away tears: "I am a young boy in my youth, and I am still counting the money for him after being sold by him. Damn

it." Look at Brother Zhao . Understand, Fang Zichen said: "First of all, he gave me a box of banknotes, with one hundred thousand in it, but, but..."

He was speechless, his eyes were dizzy, and he took out Xia Jinghong's letter. Let Brother Zhao see it for himself.

Of the one hundred thousand taels in silver notes, only one thousand taels was given to Fang Zichen, and the rest were used as Ganzhou's 'treasury'.

Brother Zhao felt bad now. Not to mention that Fang Zichen was happy. He was so beautiful that he felt like a cooked duck had flown away. It was impossible not to feel uncomfortable.

But this money has to be taken out.

No matter how much Fang Zichen likes money, he can't take this money, let alone Brother Zhao. He has lived through hard times and knows the suffering of the people.

Fang Zichen was so angry that he drank two bowls of water. After a rough calculation, he found that the prefect and the thirteen county magistrates had gone through several thousand taels per month for more than half a year... He drank two more bowls of water.

The prefect couldn't sit still for a while and kept pacing back and forth in the government office.

His political performance is not very good, but he is an upright person. He is the leader of the three giants in Qianzhou, the prefect and the general magistrate are a group, and he is the most responsible. The county magistrate below has some other ways to make money, but he He only lived on the pitiful monthly allowance from the imperial court, and never gave a single coin to the common people. He said that he could not lift the pot at home, which was indeed true, and he was not trying to show his pity.

As soon as Fang Zichen read the letter, the bun fell from his mouth, his face was pale and shaky, and he ran away without saying anything. Tongzhi was not sure what he meant.

Don't you want to take out the money?

But the superiors said that this person belonged to the emperor. The emperor was not stupid and could not send a greedy person here.

Just as he was thinking about this, Fang Zichen came back and slapped the banknote on the table: "You can take it and give it away!"

Tongzhi was overjoyed, and Fang Zichen looked over with cold eyes: "I've done the math and added it. A total of 5,019 taels of rice, grain, and cloth are required. It is up to you to handle this matter. You cannot shoddy goods. If I let this officer know that you are greedy for a penny from me, I will have your head removed."

All the colleagues wanted to kneel down: "Oh sir, I don't dare to do this. I don't dare to do this. Please don't worry."

Fang Zichen waved his hand and told him to step back.

Zhang Quan saw him slumped on the chair, looking hopeless, and remembered what Xia Jinghong said.

'I want him to go happily'

indeed he came happily, but at this moment, Mr. Fang seemed to have been hit too hard and was a little depressed.

In the afternoon, Brother Zhao came to deliver food and saw Fang Zichen lying on the table and sighing.

"What's wrong?"

"A lot of people have died in Anhe County again. I plan to go there tomorrow to take a look."

Looking at the discounts and taxation situation in previous years, Fang Zichen felt more and more uncomfortable. People were starving to death every year. Those statistics are shocking, and one acre of land harvested in the autumn does not produce more than two stones of grain. His second uncle is the mayor and goes to the countryside every year to inspect. Fang Zichen has heard a few times, but he has never heard anything outside the window. We also know that in modern times, one acre of land can yield hundreds of kilograms of grain if not cared for well. Although it is incomparable in this summer, in Xiaohe Village, one acre can produce almost two hundred kilograms of grain! Is Anhe County cheating or something?

An acre of land cannot grow a hundred kilograms of grain. Is it because there are only so many bean sprouts in the grass? Even people like Xiaohe Village can't afford to eat every meal, but Anhe County is probably even more difficult. Thinking of the people I saw along the way when I came here, they were so skinny and half-clothed that they were really pitiful in the middle of winter.

Seeing this situation, he no longer wanted to take a rest for a year and a half before doing anything else. He felt as if he had lost money.

The situation in other counties is not very good. Two county magistrates were investigated first and are currently vacant. However, the situation is not as bad as Anhe County. Anhe County is only two days away from Ganzhou City. Fang Zichen feels that this will We were all so tired that we had no choice but to put our sights on far away places.

Moreover... Quzhou has been poor all his life since the founding of the country. If it is said that the suffering is caused by the prefect's oppression of the people, that is not the case. It is that Quzhou is already poor, and the actions of the prefect only make it worse.

His previous prefects were not good people, but he had seen the records of Quzhou's financial and achievements in the past years in the Hanlin Academy. When the old emperor was here, the few adults sent to Quzhou were all good and went to places. He worked diligently and imitated Pangzhou's secrets of getting rich, raising silkworms, growing fruits, and attracting businessmen. Unfortunately, Pangzhou was like a stubborn disease. He could not get rich. He could do things that previous generations of prefects could not do. He doesn't think he can do it, but the situation is so serious. Is it because the person below is exaggerating or for some other reason? He needs to go somewhere to take a look.

If you are really very poor, you will have to provide disaster relief.

Hey, he is seeking his position in his position, but he is a good man who was born in the spring breeze and grew up under the red flag! You can't just take money and do nothing.

Brother Zhao thought for a moment: "Then I'll go with you."

Fang Zichen became happy: "That's good! Let's go riding tomorrow."

Brother Zhao returned to his house, summoned Aunt Feng, and asked her to go outside to the Yamen. She was recruiting two cooks, and she was asked to take care of the shortages in the house. Now that there were more people, Uncle Tang and Aunt Jiang might not be able to handle them, so they had to recruit two more cooks here, and the Fang Mansion had to be built outside. The things he brought were not properly arranged, and there were many miscellaneous things. Aunt Feng told him not to worry about it, as she would take good care of the house.

The two children were handed over to Xiaofeng and Uncle Tang. Brother Zhao could rest assured. As for the good boy...

the good boy was lying on the bed teasing his two younger brothers. He covered his mouth with his little hands and smiled without showing his teeth. It seems shy and timid.

I don't know who I learned this action from, but I laugh like this every now and then.

You need to bring this with you. Children should go out and see more.

Several of his friends are gone, and now there is a group of brothers in the backyard. Brother Zhao is afraid that when he comes back from a few days with Fang Zichen, the good boy will throw a veil at him.

...

Ronghe Village, Anhe County.

Today, the villagers had just gone to work in the fields when someone shouted from the field nearby.

"Hey, Old Wangtou."

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you go to the town to sell eggs? I heard that we have another prefect here. Is it true?"

The villagers were lagging behind. Wang Tou said: "That's what the people in the town really said. That day when the magistrate came, he passed through our Anhe County. There were more than a dozen carriages and hundreds of guards. It was dark and spectacular." "

He brought so many people with him . ? No wonder this Lord Magistrate was not beaten out of Qianzhou.

"Bah, you still call him Lord Magistrate. He is just a beast."

"Oh, you can't say that. Maybe this is a good thing!"

"What's so good? Haven't you heard people say that most good officials are honest? Among those who came before, which one is better? They are all bad."

"That's true."

Just as he was talking, there was a loud sound of horse hooves in front of him. .

More than a dozen horses came running from the front, kicking up dust flying all over the sky. The young man in the lead wore a red cloak, cold white skin, and a sharp look.

After looking back, mother...

the people in the field were instantly panicked and did not dare to move.

No one in the village had ever seen such a battle before.

Lao Wangtou's place was right next to the road. Fang Zichen stopped his horse and leaned down slightly: "Old man..."

Brother Zhao stretched out his foot and kicked him.

Fang Zichen coughed: "Old man," he pointed to the village in front: "This is Ronghe Village."

Lao Wang's head and legs were shaking so much that they were like afterimages, and he stuttered when he spoke: "Yes, yes."

Fang Zichen got off his horse and turned around. After helping Brother Zhao and Guaizi down, they asked one by one with their hands behind their backs.

"The old man is hoeing."

"Yes, yes."

"Oh, don't shake, don't be nervous. I'm just asking you something, and I'm not here to chop your head off."

Lao Wang finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to After fainting, Fang Zichen held him up and frowned: "You old man, you can't do this when you see a handsome guy! Do you want to blackmail me?"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Pang'erren I came here to confess, but I didn't know who Fang Zichen was, so I shouted, "My lord, my lord, I said that Old Wangtou was timid and unintimidated. I didn't mean to blackmail you, my lord, please forgive me!"

Brother Zhao took a water bag and gave Lao Wangtou two sips, and the good boy helped him pat his chest.

Brother Zhao: "Don't be nervous, old man, we are not bad people."

Lao Wangtou secretly glanced at Zhang Quan and others: "Well, what are you?"

Brother Zhao has lived in the village, so he knows how courageous the villagers are. They are not very old, and they are usually afraid of the small tax collectors who are not very imposing. The Imperial Guards are elite troops and are not on the same level as those small soldiers. Not to mention the people in the village, the people in Beijing are very scared when they see him. He waves He asked Zhang Quan and others to stay away, and then replied:

"That is my husband, this is my son, and those are my bodyguards. We are here from outside to investigate some situations. You don't have to be afraid."

"Yes, Grandpa. Are you afraid of Simo? Why do you faint when you see a bird?" The good boy turned his head and looked at Fang Zichen, saying seriously: "Father, it's all your fault. The good boy said birds and told you to cover your eyes, but you didn't listen. It almost happened. Shuai likes Renniao. If you are destined to be a benevolent person, you will have to go to jail. Father, you are tired of packing a lot of things. Do you want food in the prison?"

Lao Wangtou: "..."

It's not that I was stunned by Shuai.

Seeing that there was a little kid, Fang Zichen's breath was a little sharper, but he looked very well dressed. When he saw that he was about to fall, he didn't hesitate to help him. He looked down at his hands, and was full of joy. It was dust, and the clothes were not very clean. If he was really a bad guy, he would probably kick him because he was in the way after he fainted! Thinking this way, Lao Wangtou suddenly wasn't as scared as before.

"What do you want to ask?"

"We are preparing for spring plowing. What did you grow in the fields in previous years?"

"Sweet potatoes."

"Sweet potatoes?" Fang Zichen frowned: "Don't you grow rice and corn?

" Wang Tou sighed: "I can't plant it."

At this moment, others also spoke.

Ronghe County has the most stone mountains. What are stone mountains? This is a mountain with lots of rocks and little soil. Not even a single big tree can grow. The trees on the mountain are at most as thick as an arm. There is no water flowing out of the mountain. Even the village is suffering from severe drought. There are more than 90 households in Ronghe Village who only have one well. .

Fang Zichen looked around and saw that the farmland at the foot of the mountain was flat and vast. The mountains rose one after another and were not integrated into one piece. The dark brown stones were very eye-catching.

He jumped from the field ridge into the ground and dug with Lao Wangtou's hoe. It was indeed dry. It was more than ten centimeters deep. The soil below was as dry as the surface of the ground, without any moisture.

Brother Zhao has experience and knows it without digging, because the ground is very dry and cracked.

Sweet potatoes are a highly drought-tolerant crop, so it's no wonder they can only be grown in the wild.

If you plant rice and corn, not to mention not harvesting the grains, whether they will grow or not is a problem.

Lao Wangtou brought two sweet potatoes for lunch, and they placed them on the field ridge. One was as big as an egg.

Sweet potatoes, if the soil is fertile, can weigh a pound each.

"Brother Zhao." Fang Zichen waved to him: "Is this land suitable for growing millet?"

Rice is suitable for planting in soil between sand and clay. Brother Zhao has more than ten years of farming experience and is considered a master. Being a veteran, he nodded and sighed and said: "It's possible, but it's too dry to grow."

Rice, rice, without water, everything is nonsense.

Brother Zhao looked so close to him, and several people nearby said that it was not easy to grow corn in their area, let alone rice.

There will be some drizzle in the spring, and the corn grown can grow, but once spring is over, it will not work again. Summer is often said to be a rainy season, but this does not apply here.

"The nobles may not believe it." An old woman raised her hand and pointed to the distance, where there are continuous mountains, which are higher than the surrounding mountains: "Behind that mountain is Anping County. It will rain there in summer. But it's not the same here in our county."

This is nothing to believe.

Fang Zichen's previous high school was not far from the military zone, just a few kilometers away. Several times after school, his grandmother called and said it was raining and it was unsafe to drive. She asked him to stay in school until the rain stopped and the driver came to pick him up.

But then he looked up and saw that the sun was so bright that he could even fry an egg on the ground, but it was drizzling.

"Work hard later! It often doesn't rain for more than half a month." The old woman said sadly: "The corn is not growing well."

After a year of hard work, catching insects and weeding, every morning The management was desolate and filthy. Dai Yuehe returned home from hoeing and did not dare to rest for a day. As a result, the corn was empty stalks, no ears, and no grains harvested.

They say that if you put in the effort, you will be rewarded, but this is not always true.

Beans could not be grown, so the villagers planted sweet potatoes.

These people were all dressed in gray and skinny clothes.

Fang Zichen stood up and pointed in the direction: "Is Jinghe in that direction?"

A man nodded: "Yes."

Fang Zichen was thoughtful.

Brother Zhao was curious: "Husband, how do you know?"

He had never heard of Jinghe. They all came from Qianzhou together. How did his husband know about it?

"There are pictures on the map!" Fang Zichen said: "And there are related books in the Hanlin Academy, which record things in various places. You will know if you read more."

Brother Zhao blinked: "You also read the book ? But weren't you sleeping when you were on duty?"

Fang Zichen's face was dry and he choked on his neck: "What bastard said that?"

Brother Zhao was very honest. "

Fang Zichen: "... "

When he was working, everyone was blind and no one saw him. He was sleeping on the table. How come everyone knew about it?" Even the old beast who had been stabbed a thousand times knew?

"Don't listen to his nonsense. This is simply slander."

After asking about the situation, Fang Zichen and his group went for a walk around the village again, with Lao Wangtou following.

The village is extremely poor beyond imagination. Zhang Quan and others were natives of the capital city and were born in the most fertile land. When they suddenly saw those low and simple thatched houses made of mud, they frowned.

Even the poorest families in the capital have toilets built better than this one.

Some children in the village were playing on the roadside. Glancing over, Fang Zichen felt like he was in an African tribe.

The children were barefoot, skinny, with unkempt hair and unkempt hair. The clothes they wore...

it really doesn't matter that they were not even covered in clothing. It was still very cold in March right now, so maybe. It's only a few degrees, and it's even colder in the twelfth lunar month. If everyone wears this, no wonder people will freeze to death year after year.

Fang Zichen's heart felt heavy. The children were afraid of people. They were jumping around and having fun. When they saw Fang Zichen and his group walking towards him, they immediately calmed down. But they didn't run away. They just didn't speak. They were calm and timid. They stood on the edge of the roadside and looked at the group of them.

Chapter 361

The good boy was being led by Fang Zichen. The children looked at him curiously and saw that he seemed to be wearing very thick clothes and had clean shoes on his feet. They were instantly envious.

That kind of look is all too familiar to Guaizi.

There was a distinguished person in the village, and the news spread immediately. Everyone came out of the yard and came to the village road, stretching their necks to look around curiously.

There is only one well in the village, and people are queuing up to fetch water.

Fang Zichen went to the side and watched for a while.

Lao Wangtou happened to be the head of Ronghe Village. He invited Fang Zichen to sit at his home.

Lao Wangtou's house is quite big. There is a large yard outside, surrounded by a loess wall. There is also a large chicken coop in the corner of the yard, with a few hens clucking inside.

When the good boy heard this voice, he was shocked. He seemed to have found his brother who had been lost for many years. His eyes were shining, and he raised his head and said to Brother Zhao: "Dad, good boy wants to see the penis, is that okay?

" I love watching the hens the most.

In the past, in Xiaohe Village, the village chief gave one as a gift, and he was responsible for feeding it. He would lay one egg a day for him. The little boy liked it, but when he was brought to Yuanzhou, he probably didn't get used to the climate, so he didn't lay many eggs. He refused to eat the rice bran he was fed, and grew thinner as he fed him, so Brother Zhao slaughtered him. He thought the good boy would be sad, but he ate deliciously.

At this moment, there are three children squatting next to the chicken coop. They are the grandsons of Lao Wangtou.

Brother Zhao let him go.

The good boy rushed over, wringing his fingers when he got closer, and asked in a low voice: "Am I allowed to see your penis?"

The three children nodded a little cautiously.

The good boy squatted with them. The chicken manure under the chicken coop had not been swept away for several days. It was not smelly from a distance, but you could smell it when you got to the cage. The eldest daughter-in-law of Lao Wangtou was originally afraid that the good boy would vomit. The result is that it's the same as if you don't smell anything.

Brother Shi was holding a yellow cabbage leaf to feed the chickens, but after holding it for a long time, the two hens didn't come over to peck at it. Seeing that the boy was still watching, he was a little nervous and gasped, saying: "They used to I like eating vegetables the most, but I don't know why I didn't eat them today. "

Guai Zai reached out to him and said, "It's because your feeding posture is wrong. Please feed Guai Zai and I will teach you."

Zhang Quan and others were waiting outside the yard. Go in, it will be funny to hear this.

Are there any postures for feeding chickens?

Wouldn't it be enough to just sprinkle a handful of rice bran and throw in a few vegetable leaves?

They leaned against the wall to see what he was doing.

The good boy took the vegetable leaves, stretched them between the two wooden sticks, then raised his little butt to the sky, twisted to the left, and imitated the hen's cry in his mouth: "Cuckoo Cuckoo...", and then moved forward A twist on the right: "Cuckoo Gu..."

The two hens actually came from the other side of the cage.

Zhang Quan was stunned.

Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen followed Lao Wangtou into the main room. Brother Zhao was worried and took a look at the chicken coop before entering. He saw four round buttocks sticking out in the air.

The water that was served had sugar in it, but it was probably the jaggery sold in the town. It was a little sweet but also a little bitter, as if the sucrose had been burnt.

For the head of a village, his home doesn't look that good, but it's better than being clean.

Most of Fang Zichen's questions were trivial matters. Old Wangtou thought he liked hearing these things, so he kept talking, saying that his family had twenty-three acres of land and planted sweet potatoes every year, and could harvest several thousand kilograms a year. He can eat for a year, but he has to pay half of it every year. He has a wife, three sons, two daughters-in-law, and four grandchildren. After paying the tax, there will not be enough to eat.

Wash the sweet potatoes, boil them until they are mashed, and mix them with wild vegetables. Five or six of them can make a big pot at a time.

"My family is pretty good, with lots of land. If we serve more diligently, we can still stutter, but it's not like Lao Qiu's family. We have little land and a large family. His wife left last month."

Old Wangtou sighed. , and added.

"People starve to death."

In order to save rations for her family in the winter, the old woman only ate a little every time, and she also lied that she ate in the kitchen right after cooking, and then she fainted in the kitchen from hunger. It was cold, and there was nothing to support the family. Lao Qiu borrowed money and went to the town to buy half a catty of white rice and boil it for her. She refused to eat anything, saying why was she wasting her money? She is old. She doesn't have enough to eat and has no strength. She can't do much work, and living is a drag.

If he hadn't taken this trip, if anyone said this to Fang Zichen, he would definitely think it was an exaggeration.

Not to mention ancient times when productivity was poor, even in modern times, weren't there people who chewed tree roots and starved to death?

The road was frozen to death, and it was never a lie to exchange children for food.

"Every winter, food is in short supply at home and it's cold, so people always die in the village," the village chief said.

Fang Zichen was silent for a while, and then said in a dull voice: "Is this the same situation in other villages?"

"Our Ronghe Village, Rongxing Village, Xiaping Village, Fangniu Village..." The village chief said goodbye He started to name several villages: "The situation in our villages is almost the same. I don't know if it's further away. It was a little better before, and we could barely grow enough to fill our stomachs. Then..." He didn't dare to say anything more at this point, but he could understand.

Later, the prefect was not a good person, and taxes were heavy. He had to pay half of what he grew. Otherwise, he could save some food, and he could sell some in the town, exchange for some money, and buy some oil and salt. When it gets cold in winter, he could pull some cloth and buy some. Some cotton.

"In the past, the county magistrate wanted political achievements. If too many people from our village went there, they would be punished."

The year before last, twelve people died in Ronghe Village, including three children under one month old, a man, a husband, and two women. The rest are all old people.

Not all of them starved to death. Some people went there because they caught cold and couldn't afford medicine.

The county magistrate was furious and asked the yamen to call the village chiefs and scold them.

If you don't have enough to eat, buy food!

You don't understand why you need to buy medicine when you catch a cold?

Who doesn't know this?

But where does the money come from? What we grow in the fields is not enough to eat. When I go to town to help others, I don't dare to spend the few coins I get back a day. I have to save them because I have to pay a poll tax later.

People outside don't know what the situation is. In the past, a man of fourteen and a girl of fifteen had to pay the head tax. However, within two years after the former county magistrate came, the change was made. It was said that the head tax was based on the head. It doesn't matter how old you are. On the day when the official comes down to collect the tax, the mother is halfway through giving birth to her child and her head has just come out of the birth canal. Anyone with a brain has to pay. Well, this has to be counted.

The poll tax is heavy!

Is it okay not to give birth?

This is not possible, I don't want to have a baby, but there is nothing I can do about it if I get pregnant, and I can't never give up!

If you have no descendants, how will you see your ancestors when you die?

Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger.

Fang Zichen nodded and asked something else.

Old Wangtou didn't think much about it. Fang Zichen didn't seem to be easy to mess with, but after only talking for a while, Old Wangtou felt that this noble man was still easy to get in touch with, his attitude was calm, and he didn't look down on him in the slightest. He couldn't answer some questions. He wasn't angry either, he just thought the person was from outside. Curious, he asked Fang Zichen where he was from. When he heard that he was from Quzhou City, he said no wonder he brought so many people with him! I heard that there were bandits on some roads outside. Didn't you bump into them? Fang Zichen snorted and said that he bumped into them, but it was okay. He punched left and right and knocked down all the bandits.

Lao Wangtou smiled and thought he was good at bragging. As we chatted, he liked chatting with Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhao listened to Fang Zichen's cannon blowing, which made Lao Wangtou stunned for a while, trying his best to hold back his laughter.

When it was lunch time, we had a meal at Lao Wangtou's house. Lao Wangtou's eldest son wanted to catch a chicken to entertain him, but Fang Zichen stopped him.

Finally, there is a pot of porridge and two plates of fried vegetables.

Lao Wangtou's hands like old tree bark kept rubbing on his legs, and he was nervous and said: "There is nothing good at home, please don't dislike it, noble people."

Fang Zichen missed brown rice again . It scratches my throat, but at least I still have an appetite. This night's sticky porridge, which is neither green nor blue, has an indescribable color, and the taste is really weird.

At the moment, wild vegetables don't grow outside, and the fields are dry and the vegetables don't grow well. In previous years, the villagers would cut back the sweet potato leaves, cut them, dry them, soak them before eating, and then stew them with green vegetables and sweet potatoes.

After all, he was a guest, so the eldest daughter-in-law fried three eggs for her. They were fried in lard, yellow, orange, and fragrant.

There was a table full of old people and small ones. Fang Zichen didn't have the nerve to pick it up. He might have indigestion if he really ate it. He stretched his neck to swallow the porridge. It was tasteless and the taste was very strange. As soon as it reached his throat, it was... It's going to be vomiting again, just like wild vegetables, it's so unpalatable to a person.

Brother Zhao and Guaizi ate without changing their expressions. For Guaizi, a bowl on weekdays was just enough to fill his teeth. At this time, he probably knew that Mr. Wang's family was not rich and was afraid of poverty. Lao Wang Grandma saw how interested he was and asked him if he wanted more. The boy swallowed his saliva and said thank you grandma, he was full.

Lao Wang Po pointed at the fried egg and asked him to eat it. Don't be polite. The boy said "Hmm", knowing that this egg was made for them. They didn't want to eat it. Lao Wang Tou and his family didn't dare to eat it either, so they put the egg in it. Now, divide it into two halves, put half in Brother Shi's bowl and half in Xiaozhu's bowl.

"Brother and younger brother, the good boy is full and the bird is full."

The remaining two did the same thing and gave them to the other two children, as well as Lao Wangtou and his wife.

Brother Shi looked at the half egg in the bowl and didn't dare to eat it. He looked at his mother beside him anxiously.

The eldest daughter-in-law glanced at Guaizi and then said: "Thank you first, young master."

Just as Brother Shi was about to open his mouth, Guaizi first frowned: "This is your egg drop. Guaizi came to your house as a guest. West of your house." You should be a good boy and say thank you."

Brother Zhao touched his head and smiled.

After leaving Ronghe Village, Fang Zichen rode his horse to Rongxing Village and Xiaping Village, inspecting several villages one after another. The situation was indeed the same as in Ronghe Village.

The villagers I met along the way were all looking gloomy and lacked energy, probably because they were hungry and cold.

This situation is more serious than what is described in the brochure, and seeing it with your own eyes, the impact is even greater.

They say that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads.

Let's find a way to get water first!

They are so poor that they don't even have enough to eat, and even if the roads are repaired, it will be of no use.

After completing the inspection, we returned to Anhe Town in the evening.

Yamen where I live.

When I came back, I found that Uncle Tang had come from Quzhou City with his two children and Xiaofeng.

Brother Zhao hurriedly went to see the child and found that Gungun's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just cried, and he was still hiccupping.

As soon as they saw him, the two little guys reacted excitedly, and their legs and feet immediately started to flap.

Uncle Tang said from the side: "Master, after you left, the second young master and the third young master kept crying and refused to drink milk. I had no choice but to bring them here."

"You can remember people at such a young age?" Fang Zichen was confused after hearing this. I felt surprised.

On the way to Ganzhou, Zhao Geer and Guaizi sometimes rode horses with him. They didn't get back to the car for a day, and the two children didn't have any trouble at that time!

Uncle Tang smiled and said: "Mother and child are connected, how come they don't remember, and the child remembers the smell!" It doesn't matter during the day, but the child will look for someone at night.

Fang Zichen pinched the fat feet of the second child: "Then my son is really better than a dog."

Uncle Tang: "..."

Uncle Tang brought Yang Ge'er and Xiu Ge'er this time, plus two Ten guards came over, Xiao was like this, he was frightened all the way.

When I came here, I encountered almost ten waves of beatings. In the past two days, Grandma Feng went to recruit workers to repair the yard, but no one was hired. Moreover, Grandma Feng felt that as soon as she came out of the house, those people on the street outside were... Her eyes were as cold as a wolf.

Too hostile.

After he talked to Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang didn't dare to come over, but Gungundan wouldn't eat anything, and he didn't know when Fang Zichen and the others would come back, so Uncle Tang could only sneak out of the city at night.

Brother Zhao held his balls tightly with one hand, and the good boy with the other. The good boy saw that his eyes were like walnuts, and he felt distressed. He screamed like a little brother.

Knowing that they had gone to the countryside, they probably hadn't eaten anything all day, so the meal had been cooked early.

Fang Zichen felt okay now. A bowl of porridge filled his stomach at noon. Zhang Quan and others really didn't eat anything. They were probably starving now.

But Guaizi seemed to have had a lonely lunch at noon. This time, he was even more exaggerated than Zhang Quan. He finished a bowl of rice in one go and made Uncle Tang scared. Then he felt extremely distressed and said that he was a poor young master. ah! I must be very hungry today.

So Uncle Tang got up early the next day and steamed dozens of steamed buns for Fang Zichen to take with him when he went out.

I didn't expect to go that long yesterday, so I wasn't fully prepared. At noon, Lao Wangtou wanted to ask Zhang Quan and others to eat together, but Zhang Quan refused, not because he disliked it, but because there were so many of them, and he was a big man. If he really agreed, he would probably eat most of them in one meal. For Lai Yue's food, the smallest piece of silver he carried was only half a tael. If he was given some silver, he probably wouldn't take it according to his honest and simple character.

If you really eat a basket of sweet potatoes and wild vegetables, how much are they worth?

Zhang Quan and several others ate it and gave him dozens of copper coins. Lao Wang was so poor! He would definitely take it, but if he gave it too much and he was a noble person, he would never dare to take advantage of it.

There are nine villages in this area including Ronghe Village, Rongxing Village, Xiaping Village and Fangniu Village. There are more than tens of thousands of people registered there.

This was the data from nine years ago, but I am afraid it will be even more now. Children need to be registered at the Yamen after they are born. This is not free. Some families are poor, and they save what they can, so there are many illegal households.

Like Shangyang, although it is also a continent, it is small. There are only eight counties under it. Qingzhou is larger, with many counties and villages. Even if it is poor, there are even more people.

This area is dry, there is little rainfall in summer, and there are many modern drought-resistant crops. But here in the summer, when it gets dry, it seems that only sweet potatoes can be grown.

This problem needs to be solved.

But if I really do it, I'm afraid I'll have to be busy.

Two hundred taels of silver a month is hard to come by!

If I had known I wouldn't come, it would be hard to take advantage of this advantage.

After Fang Zichen finished teasing the child, he took out the map he brought with him. Brother Zhao watched him for a while. After he drew two points on the map, he was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

The good boy ran in from outside, lay down behind him and said he wanted to play with him. Fang Zichen came to his senses, held him in his arms, and stopped doing business.

When he got up in the morning, Fang Zichen led the people straight to Anping County, riding horses all the way to the Jinghe River.

Zhang Quan and others didn't know what he was going to do, so they just followed him.

There is no access to the upper reaches of Jinghe River, so when you reach the lower reaches, you have to abandon your horse and leave, leaving two guards to watch over you. The others went to climb the mountain hummingly, even in the cold weather, they were all sweating.

Seeing Brother Zhao and Guaizi crawling fast, not looking like they were pampered at all, Zhang Quan wiped his sweat and secretly admired them.

When they reached the upper reaches, Fang Zichen looked around, took out the map, and compared it with the east and the west.

Zhang Quan asked Brother Zhao: "Master, is Mr. Fang here?"

Brother Zhao shook his head and asked him that he didn't know, but he knew that Fang Zichen had an idea.

Although it seemed like he never took it seriously.

But if Ronghe Village was 'hopeless', given his husband's urinary temperament, he would have burned three sticks of incense and paid a silent tribute to the people when he came back yesterday.

Fang Zichen put away the map, turned around and asked the people behind him: "Which of you knows how to swim?" The river water was a little turbid and the bottom could not be seen clearly.

Several Praetorians raised their hands.

"Very good."

Fang Zichen asked Zhang Quan to go to the mountain to cut some twigs, cut off the leaves, connect them head to tail, and tie them with a rope to form a long stick.

"You two go to the middle of the river to measure the depth of the water."

It was still cold at the moment, but the two guards took off their clothes and went down without saying a word.

The good boy tugged on Fang Zichen's sleeve: "Father, don't you know how to swim? Ximo asked uncle to do it."

Fang Zichen put his hands behind his back, with an enigmatic look on his face: "Your father is a big shot now, and a big shot must be dignified. Just talk and make decisions. I have to do everything. Your uncles will be useless and become mere decorations. This is not good, very bad."

The good boy raised his head and looked at him carefully. After hearing the sound, he laughed and said: "Father, you are obviously lazy, and you still make excuses. You are smart, so you won't be fooled."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid.

Seeing several guards looking over with unspeakable expressions, Fang Zichen's face turned the color of pig liver. He picked up a small branch from the ground and was going to whip the boy.

"How much should you spank a child? Someone is so unconscionable!" the boy yelled, swaying his butt and running away with a smile.

Zhang Quan watched them chasing and fighting. After Zhao Geer ordered people to light up the fire, he looked at them with crooked eyebrows and said nothing.

A guard came to Zhang Quan's side and asked, "Boss, what do you think Mr. Fang wants to do?" His series of actions were really puzzling.

Ronghe Village was short of water, so Fang Zichen ran to the river to inspect. The two things were slightly related.

But... we can't ask the common people to come here to fetch water!

Not only was there a mountain with rugged rocks that was difficult to climb, but even turning from Anping County, they rode horses all the way without stopping, and it would take most of the day!

Zhang Quan didn't know it either, and just as he was about to shake his head, the two imperial guards who had gone down to the river first to measure came out.

They were so cold that they turned purple all over. They warmed themselves up by the fire first, and then dressed up before answering.

The wooden stick was inserted to the end, but it still could not come out of the river. They tied the stick to almost nine meters long. A guard made a gesture with his hands and found that the distance was about one meter. He said that if the stick was this much longer, it would be Out of the water.

Fang Zichen knew what he was talking about.

He turned again and stared at the mountain.

Zhang Quan heard him sigh, and said in distress, "This mountain is going to explode, it's not going to be easy!"

What the hell is that?

Zhang Quan felt that he was hearing hallucinations.

He didn't even recover from the shock, and heard Brother Zhao say "oh" again: "Do you want to blow up this mountain like you did when you bombed Ma's house?"

"Yeah! But the explosives need to be improved. Otherwise, with that little power, the mountain might not be able to explode," Fang Zichen said.

Not only Zhang Quan, but also several guards nearby heard clearly.

fry?

What to fry with?

They are not ignorant. They work in the palace on weekdays and go to the teahouse to drink tea during their breaks. They have heard all kinds of strange things, but bombing a mountain? It was simply unheard of and unseen.

Zhang Quan looked at Fang Zichen with a dull gaze. Brother Zhao's tone was calm and without any surprise. What else could he say like blowing up the Ma family?

Has he exploded before?

Is this really possible?

I have always wanted to level the mountain. There is only one way, and that is to use a lot of manpower to dig and dig. Moreover, the premise of all this is that the mountain can be dug. The stones on this stone mountain are very stiff. When you go down with a hoe, the hoe will fall. It could break into two halves. If it can be dug out and flattened, it doesn't matter what the officials say, the common people will do it themselves first.

The common people have not read books, but they are not stupid either.

Don't be ashamed of young people!

On the way down the mountain, Brother Zhao didn't understand again: "Husband, why are you here here at Jinghe River? What kind of measurements are you doing?"

"Look at the water volume!" Fang Zichen saw that he still didn't understand, so he said straightforwardly: "If you pour a bowl of water on the ground, it will flow one meter away, but if you pour a basin of water on the ground, it will flow more than ten meters. If there is not much water in the river, we will blow up the mountain and dig the river channel with great difficulty. , the water flows through, just like Biao urine, then it is a waste of work."

Ronghe Village, Rongxing Village, nine villages are far away, the left side of the mountain is Jinghe, the right side is Xiaping Village, and further down, It's almost dozens of kilometers until Fangniu Village at the end.

If there is not much water in the Jinghe River, and the newly dug river channel absorbs water, I am afraid it will not be able to lead to Fangniu Village.

Moreover, after the diversion, the water potential of the Jinghe River will definitely decrease. Whether this will have an impact on Anping County must also be considered.

The Jinghe River passes through Anping County and finally merges into the Qinhe River. If a river channel is to be dug, in order to prevent damage to other places, it is necessary to pay attention to the principle of "different paths leading to the same destination". The newly dug river channel must also be connected to the Qinhe River.

Zhang Quan wanted to ask several times, how to blow up the mountain, and whether it was possible! But in the end I couldn't even ask.

When he first came, Xia Jinghong told him to just obey his orders, and now that Fang Zichen said it clearly and thoughtfully, it seemed like the same thing, so he stopped asking.

We went back to the Yamen and rested for the night. The next day, a few people went out again.

This time he went directly to Xiaping Village. Fang Zichen determined the terrain and the places to be opened by blasting, marked it, and started to look from village to village again.

Where to dig the river must also be careful. It must be convenient for people to wash and irrigate, but it must not occupy too much fertile land.

Digging dozens of kilometers of rivers requires a lot of manpower, and people can't work in vain.

How to dig can save the most money and effort? This needs to be calculated carefully.

From Xiaping Village all the way to Fangniu Village at the end, I wrote down a note. I went there for nine days in total, and Fang Zichen's balls hurt from riding the horse.

In the end, his walking posture was no longer right. That day when he limped into the Yamen, Uncle Tang was shocked. He thought he had exposed his identity and was beaten. Later, he found out that his buttocks hurt, so he bought medicinal wine and asked Brother Zhao to rub it for him.

Brother Zhao and Guaizi stopped running away with him a few days ago. Fang Zichen only ran away with four guards, and he sent the others out to buy materials.

The good boy was the first to carry the dog, but Fang Zichen felt that he had no eyes to see. Now that he was carrying his younger brother, Fang Zichen still felt that he had no eyes to see.

Gungun is wrapped very thickly and is a big lump. He looks twice as big as Guaizi. Now Guaizi is carrying him like a big fat pig, ready to be carried to the town for sale. His back is slightly hunched, Fang Zichen was afraid that he would be pushed out by his second dick.

Guaizi seems to be the father of several babies, and he has gained experience in carrying dogs. From time to time, he will pat his rolling butt gently, or bump it, and then coax him oh oh oh.

This look is really virtuous.

Seeing that he was back, the good boy hurriedly ran into the kitchen and brought him a bowl of water: "Father, are you tired today?"

Fang Zichen took a sip and his throat felt a little better: "I'm not tired, but it's you, okay? "Heavy?"

His second brother is fat and strong, and his body is as big as that of an elephant.

"It's not heavy. My little brother, Xiao Xiaodi, isn't heavy at all. The good boy wants to carry his two younger brothers together, but daddy won't let him. He only has to carry the two brothers on his back." The good boy said a little unhappy.

Just don't carry it on your back.

One more, put it in front to make sandwich cookies?

Fang Zichen couldn't move. The sides of his thighs were red and peeling. He applied the medicine and was still naked before it dried.

The cold wind has been blowing for several days, and my face is cracked. I am not as handsome as before.

He was lying on the bed, holding a small mirror, looking left and right, sighing.

Brother Zhao looked funny and leaned over: "Husband, you are still very handsome."

"I know," Fang Zichen licked his hair, his eyebrows were handsome and deep: "People like me are very stylish no matter what. Especially now, with the light of justice all over my body, do you feel that way?" Brother

Zhao looked at him: "Ah?"

"I just feel that I am so dazzling that people dare not look directly at me."

Er glanced down and blushed: "It's very dazzling."

Fang Zichen: "...Speak as you say. What do you mean by looking at my dick? Don't take advantage of my lack of resistance. I am a good family man who wants to do something wrong!"

Brother Zhao glared: "What nonsense are

you talking about?" Fang Zichen snorted: "You gave me medicine just now, your eyes are like this. He is like a wolf and has a burning gaze. If I hadn't been mentally strong, my brother would probably be on fire right now."

Brother Zhao laughed muffledly on his chest.

Fang Zichen pinched his face: "My front leg hurts. I want to rest for a few days."

Brother Zhao also felt sorry for him. He couldn't bear it after riding for a few days. He was wandering on the road ahead, but It's not a big deal, but it's different when running, the friction is severe.

"What about the river?"

Fang Zichen took his little notebook from the side, with clear plans in it.

Where the river was dug, how many meters wide and how deep it was, were clearly listed and painted very realistically, giving a complete picture of what Anhe County would look like after it was opened to water.

"It's up to you to do this, just follow the instructions above."

Brother Zhao immediately waved his hands, panicking: "Husband, I can't do this."

Fang Zichen asked, "Why can't you?"

"I, I... "..." Brother Zhao couldn't tell. In his subconscious, he felt that such a big thing should be done by a man. He is a brother...

"Husband and wife are one, I think you can do it" Fang Zichen said seriously. Looking at him carefully, he said word by word: "You are no worse than anyone else."

Brother Zhao's heart trembled, he paused for a moment, then lowered his head and twisted the corner of his clothes: "But I am a brother."

"Brother, what's wrong? Brother? Sons are human beings, and men are human beings. If a man can do something, he can do it too." Fang Zichen said, "You were very happy when you went to the countryside with me."

"That's because you have a husband." The son whispered.

"I know, but that's not the only reason. Everyone has ambitions. You are also eager to do something for the people and want to be recognized, right?"

Brother Zhao did not avoid his gaze and nodded.

"The feeling of being hungry is very uncomfortable."

Because I have been hungry and cold, I have experienced it personally, and I know what it feels like. Now that I am full and well-dressed, I can't bear it when I see others doing this.

After all, it was he who taught him the good boy. Hearing the exact same words again, Fang Zichen still felt uncomfortable.

He also couldn't bear to let Brother Zhao run around, but Brother Zhao couldn't stay in the backyard all the time. He could handle things. He used to manage the shop in an orderly manner, and he could see that Brother Zhao also liked to do things. Yes, he can't find anyone now. He can let Zhang Quan take care of this matter, but this is someone who only follows orders, so that won't work.

Tong Zhide is in charge of Ganzhou, and there are too many things in the government office to handle.

Moreover, after buying the items, he has to separate the useful 'materials' before he can make explosives. It is difficult to make explosives with strong explosive power!

If you don't go, your husband will have to go.

Brother Zhao looked at Fang Zichen's legs again, gritted his teeth, and did it.

Chapter 362:

Xiaping Village.

It's March now, and in about ten days, the weather will get warmer. Now everyone is busy weeding in the fields.

There was some drizzle in the winter, and the weeds grew longer. The hoe had to be removed, and the land had to be plowed. Every family was poor, and there was no cow in several villages. The land was plowed with a hoe. This work was tiring, but It won't work without plowing. After plowing the soil bag, it will loosen faster, so the sweet potatoes will grow longer and be bigger.

Although it's not that big, it's always good to have one or two more bites.

This place is more lively than the village.

The sound of horses hooting came again. Everyone has become accustomed to it recently, but now they still subconsciously stood up and watched.

Hey! !

He is no longer the handsome young man in front.

This will seem like a brother.

Fang Zichen had been here several times before. Once he wandered in the village, and the other two times he walked up the mountain. He just brought a few people with him. Now Brother Zhao brought more people, a total of thirteen, and there were still a few more people sitting on the back of the horse. A big bag, I don't know what's in it, and a table.

Brother Zhao got off his horse, and without taking a breath, he asked Zhang Quan to find the village chief of Xiaping Village, and then directed the remaining twelve people to start scattering lime and making marks.

The people in the village were stunned.

"Fourth Aunt, what did they sprinkle on your land?"

"I don't know."

"Hey, Gouwazi's land was also sprinkled."

"What is this for?"

Everyone wanted to know, but no one dared Go up and ask.

The Fourth Aunt's hoe handle is tightly clenched, so don't spread some unclean things so that nothing can grow in her land!

The village chief of Xiaping Village is a man in his forties, and he came very quickly.

"I've seen it..."

Brother Zhao turned around and saw that it was a brother. Tieda was stuck.

What should this be called?

Before getting married, most of the brothers in the village would call them brother. For example, Brother Zhao and Brother Zhou put their surname or first name first. After they get married, they can also call them the same way, or they can directly call their husband's family. For example, Fang Fulang.

Brother Zhao is leading someone now, and he doesn't know his last name. If he is a man, he would be right to call him "sir," but "brother"...

no one calls him "sir".

Brother Zhao looked at him: "My husband's surname is Fang."

Tie Da immediately said: "I have met Mr. Fang." The guards in front were still busy: "I wonder who Mr. Fang is?"

"My husband is the new appointee. Lord Magistrate," Brother Zhao said.

What?

Everyone paused.

Good guy, the young man who keeps running towards them is the new prefect?

Damn it, if I had known earlier, when we saw him a few days ago, I would have swung the hoe over and dragged him into the woods, where he would have been able to come and go and come and skip around.

At this moment, the faces of the guys immediately turned bad, and they slowly gathered around from a distance, staring closely at Brother Zhao.

Zhang Quan stood behind Brother Zhao, with one hand on the sword at his waist, and his eyes were full of cold light and overwhelming aura. Everyone immediately restrained themselves and began to look at the sky and the earth.

Tie Da's tone became a little harder, no longer as kind and respectful as before.

"What are you doing, Mr. Fang?"

Brother Zhao glanced at the crowd and said, "Dig a river channel."

These words directly caused the crowd to explode.

The fourth aunt stopped as soon as she heard this.

"Why are we digging a river? There is no water, so what's the point of digging a river? The land enclosed by you is my family's land."

The fourth aunt's land is not very large, only nineteen acres, most of which are concentrated in Over here, two white lines now extend into the distance, including more than two acres of her family's land.

People in the village value land more than life.

The first prefect was greedy for their money, and they all had no way to survive. The new one was even more powerful, and he even wanted to be greedy for their land.

Without land, it would really be hell.

The fourth aunt immediately started crying, and some people were also trapped. Now they became nervous and frightened, making a noise, and the imperial guards came to protect Brother Zhao.

No one dared to curse, they clapped their legs and talked a lot. Some women even started to cry.

"Husband, please, please give us a way out! I..."

Brother Zhao hurriedly said: "The official uniform will compensate us for the occupied fields."

"I have two of them. Son, I have a brother who is the head of the family. Our two families are so little..." The fourth aunt cried like a wolf: "Compensation? Mr. Fang, don't lie to us. ! "

This official only asks for money from them, never gives it to them!

"This is my husband's document." Brother Zhao also took out the official seal: "This is the official seal of the county government. I called your village chief to come and measure how much land was occupied by each family. "

Tie Da didn't know much at all. He took the document and pretended to read it. He saw the seal underneath and looked at the official seal carefully. That's right.

He had gone to the county government to handle matters, and his official seal looked like this. It was unmistakable.

But the fourth aunt still didn't want to.

Villagers will only think of selling their fields unless they have no other choice. The money will eventually be spent, but the land will not. If the land is sold, what will the children grow in the future?

You can't ignore the next generation.

But I won't sell it...

People can still compensate me now, but if I offend someone, I'm afraid they won't get anything if they get angry.

Everyone was in a bad mood.

The village chief helped to beg. Seeing that Brother Zhao was unmoved, he knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter and he did not dare to really confront the government. He sighed silently and called a few people over. Brother Zhao looked at Holding the small book, he suddenly raised his head and looked at him, saying: "Measure it carefully, don't try to lie to me, I know it all in my heart."

Tie Da bowed: "Don't dare, don't worry, Mr. Fang."

Brother Zhao was in the front commanding the imperial guards to disperse the lime, while the village chief and his people were measuring behind. Some people's land was occupied by eight points, some by more than an acre, and some by less than two points.

Brother Zhao glanced at it and saw that Tie Da's measurement was wrong, so he hurried over again.

The two lime lines are three and a half meters wide.

However, considering that Anping County has a lot of precipitation, especially in the summer, Fang Zichen turned forward and looked at the records of the rise and fall of the water level in the Jinghe River in previous years, and took the maximum value. A distance of two meters should be reserved on both sides of the river to act as a buffer when the flood rises. Space, these two meters must also be collected.

If the river is dug deep, this can also play a preventive role, but if it is too deep, the water level will be shallow, making it difficult for villagers to divert water to their fields and do laundry.

This river excavation is a project that benefits the people, but if it is a little careless, it may be a project that harms the people.

Fang Zichen has read a lot of books, including some miscellaneous ones, but what can I say! He has never practiced it, and he is not a professional, and he doesn't necessarily know how to do it after seeing it. From Xiaping Village to Fangniu Village, the whole journey is so many kilometers, it is a big project!

The year before last, flash floods inundated surrounding villages, killing many people.

This project is huge, so on the day I went to Anping County to collect information, I asked the county magistrate to find a few "professionals" in this field to ask them to help.

As a result, when asked, they are not as good as him.

In seasons with abundant rain, how can we safely discharge floodwaters in rivers?

Several people began to look at each other.

He speaks hesitantly.

Fang Zichen was a little disappointed when he saw that their answers were all superficial and he asked a few more questions.

The powerful ones were all talking in the capital, and the less impressive ones were sent down. Among these not so impressive ones, the 'tall' ones went to richer lands, while the 'short' ones were sent to the frontiers.

The same thing happened to him that year when he passed the imperial examination. He was the best, so he entered the Imperial Academy. Some of the second-grade group stayed in Beijing, and some went to Shangyang, Hengyang, and Zhouping to become county magistrates. Those of the third-grade group went there. A place where birds don't poop.

These are probably what they are.

He couldn't count on it. The expert might be among the people. When Fang Zichen returned to the yamen, he posted a list outside to hire capable people.

No one came.

Brother Zhao said let him do it by himself!

There may not be such masters among the people, and if there are, they may be hard to find for a while. Everyone has a bad impression of being an official, and it is estimated that if there are any, they will not come. This place is poor and there are not many scholars. The common people may be good at farming. When will Weeding is the best, and plowing is the best. We all know that once Mai Hui touches it, we can roughly know the yield. The weather may be more accurate than the weather forecast, but in the season of heavy rain, at most, we can know, ah! The flood is about to rise. How high will the flood rise? Who knows how many there are? Can't weigh it.

Without a helper, Fang Zichen was a little afraid to move. This was outside his professional scope, so he couldn't move!

The pioneers have been running for so many days and it cannot be in vain. Without water, no crops can be grown in the fields. Last year, more than a dozen people died in one village alone. How many people died in nine villages?

The books he read in modern times were more comprehensive than those water conservancy books in the Ministry of Household Affairs. As long as he was more careful and serious, he would be fine.

River channel construction should fully consider a variety of factors, adapt measures to local conditions, scientific planning, rational design, and scientific selection of materials to ensure that river channel construction adapts to the requirements of the ecological environment, social environment, and humanistic environment.

Fang Zichen visited the site for many days, and through constant calculation and improvement, the final plan was finalized.

Brother Zhao knew the pros and cons and acted according to the book, not daring to make any mistakes.

When the village chief heard this, he hurriedly took the measurement again.

The lime was sprinkled quickly, but the measurement was slow. If it was too little, the villagers would be embarrassed. If it was too much, I might cause trouble. It had to be accurate. There was no other way. Tieda called a few elderly people from the village. .

There is a lot of movement here, and the villagers are calling their friends and companions to run this way.

There was a crowd of people on the field ridge.

"What are you doing?"

"The prefect wants to expropriate land."

"These officials have all been beaten a thousand times!"

"Don't scold me, that round-faced man, I heard he is the prefect's husband. He just said, The government doesn't take money for nothing, it's money."

"You can't give money. How can you be so good? Those officials only take money from us. Don't be fooled.

" Now, can we fight against the master? If we don't give you money, we can only accept our fate."

"How about I go back to the village and call some men to beat them up?"

"Don't cause trouble, and you are carrying a knife! I haven't heard of it! The prefect is afraid of death. When he came, he brought nearly a hundred guards. Now, if the people behind him know how to bring them, can we still run away?"

Everyone stopped talking.

Just sighing.

After a busy day, the occupied land was finally measured.

Tieda handed a piece of paper to Brother Zhao, with crosses on it. Brother Zhao blinked and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't understand a word.

He pointed to a place where a circle was drawn, followed by seven bars: "What does this mean?"

Tie Da glanced at it and blushed slightly: "This is the land of Goudan's family, and it occupies seven points."

Goudan's family, so I drew an egg.

Looking down, there are two cows. Brother Zhao understands. I'm afraid these are two cows.

Next is a flower. This should be some kind of flower. Auntie

. The village chief is illiterate, but his painting skills are quite good!

At least they can understand it.

Brother Zhao choked up: "Have you brought the land deed?"

When buying or selling, you have to hand over the deed.

There is nothing written on the land deed. It just states the specific location of the land, who owns it, the year it was reclaimed or who it was purchased from, and how many acres it is.

It only occupies seven points, and the remaining three points still belong to Goudan's family, but the land deed has to be rewritten.

One acre of good land in Daxia costs thirteen taels, one acre of medium-grade land costs about 10 taels, and one acre of low-grade land costs about seven or eight taels.

If there was water for irrigation, the Goudan family's field could be used to grow crops, and it was considered fertile land. Zhang Quan compared the old land deed, wrote a new one, and stamped it with the official seals of the county government and the prefect.

Brother Zhao asked Goudan to press his fingerprints, and without any nonsense, he gave him nine taels and a bunch of copper coins.

The people in the village had never seen so much money before, their eyes were red, and Goudan's hands were trembling as he held the silver.

The government didn't lie to them and really compensated them with money!

But... that

's not right.

Goudan's family has only occupied seven percent of their land. Their land here cannot grow crops or corn. It is dry and can only be regarded as low-grade farmland.

The lower-grade fields are only one acre and seventy taels.

Goudan, this is more than nine taels.

There are those who are smart enough to understand it after just a little thought.

"Mr. Fang, you are wrong."

No one dares to take advantage of this. If people don't understand now, they will understand later and they won't let them go.

"The land we have here is all low-grade."

"It is low-grade now, but when the water is brought here, we can grow crops on this land." Zhao Geer said.

Mentioned again.

Although everyone hated the official, Brother Zhao had a bun face, big eyes, and a gentle temperament. He answered everything he asked first, without any airs of an official husband, and he was very close to the people.

Tie Da pointed at the big stone mountain not far away, and lime was also sprinkled all the way from the foot of the big stone mountain.

"Master Fang wants to bring water from behind Dashi Mountain?"

Brother Zhao nodded while counting the coins: "Yes."

Before Tie Dadu spoke, the people around him spoke first.

"How is this possible!"

If it can be cited, everyone has already done so.

The big stone mountain is full of stones, which are so hard that they cannot be cut or pried. When a hoe is put down, the person's hands are numb from the shock, but the stones do not even leave a mark.

This method won't work.

Everyone tried to persuade him, but Brother Zhao said it was okay, but no one believed him, so Brother Zhao just smiled and said no more.

He believed in his husband.

Seeing him like this, everyone stopped talking.

Good words can't persuade a damned ghost.

The magistrate is young, and he is afraid that he will not know anything when he thinks of it. If the mountain can no longer be dug and no water can be drawn, the money will have to be returned.

Hey, no matter how hard it is, ordinary people like them are still suffering!

Some fields can be irrigated with water and can become good fields, but some fields cannot and can only be counted as medium or low-quality fields.

This is in the south. I heard that Anping County can grow two crops of rice a year. If we hurry up, we might be able to grow one season of rice here in Anhe County. Even if they can't be planted, if the water is diverted and the ground is no longer dry, the sweet potatoes grown will be bigger.

Now that the entire Quzhou is under Fang Zichen's jurisdiction, he certainly won't do anything for the common people. He will not collect half of the autumn tax, and the fields will increase production, so the entire Anhe County should not have people starve to death this year.

When he thought of this, Brother Zhao was very motivated.

The news about Xiaping Village spread quickly.

Is the government acquiring land to build river channels?

Is it a joke to bring water from Jinghe River to them?

How to divert this water?

The big stone mountain is blocked. Could it be that the prefect is so powerful that the water can flow over the mountains and ridges on its own with just a yo?

But in the end, it is still considered good. There are many low-grade fields in their Anhe County, but people don't calculate it that way. They all calculate it based on whether it can be turned into good farmland after irrigation. If it is uniformly counted as medium-level farmland and given to them, it will be settled later. After irrigation, the fields became fertile. They couldn't say anything, but the prefect was so kind! They don't cheat the common people like this.

Some people said that Quzhou was about to survive, and the old man next to him heard a snort.

"Don't think too much. When people come here, they want to achieve political achievements. They want to move up and down. When they find that it doesn't work and they can't go away, they just have to do whatever they have to do. The same is true for the first few."

After all, none of the officials are good. If the water cannot be diverted, all the efforts will be in vain.

Brother Zhao ran with Zhang Quan for two days, but when he saw that the speed was too slow, he thought about it and called Brother Yang over, and the process was divided into two waves.

Zhang Quan and others didn't know how to read the ground and couldn't tell the difference between good and bad, but Brother Yang knew it. After all, he came from the village and had been working for almost thirty years.

The manpower is still somewhat insufficient, and the good boy has also been called on.

He followed Brother Zhao and started doing Zhang Quan's work. He carried a schoolbag every day and wrote when he got to the village.

The people in the village looked at him with envy!

This baby has only been here for three hours since the morning and has already eaten five white steamed buns.

Wow, what kind of appetite is this? Fortunately, this little baby was reincarnated into the prefect's family. If he had been born in the village, the grass on the graves would have been cut five or six times.

Everyone is starving to death looking at it.

This stuff, just like meat, is something that people in the village only eat once in a while during the Chinese New Year.

Things went smoothly in the first few villages. Although some people were reluctant to 'sell their land', the people did not fight with the officials!

Later, when we arrived at Ronghe Village, there was some trouble. There was an old man who refused to sell.

Probably because Zhao Geer and his group didn't use too much force when requisitioning land in the first few villages, he stopped being afraid. Now he sat on the ground and cursed Fang Zichen.

People in the village only use a few words to curse people, either because they lack great virtue, because they gave birth to a child without a butt/eyes, or they use local dialects to curse various human organs.

Brother Zhao didn't quite understand the dialect, and he didn't name him by name. He just said that the prefect was not a human being! The leader had his son kidnapped because he couldn't pay the taxes. Now he wants to occupy his family's land. He can't live anymore. If he dies and becomes a ghost, he won't let him go.

If he scolded himself, Brother Zhao could pretend not to hear him, but if he scolded Fang Zichen and his son for having no butt/eyes, Brother Zhao would quit.

He pushed Guaizi gently, and Guaizi turned to look at him. Brother Zhao winked, and father and son were connected. Guaizi felt that he understood. Without saying a word, he drew the knife from the waist of a guard. .

As soon as the knife was taken out of its sheath, it reflected the light and was dazzling.

Zhang Quan and his gang regarded this sword as their daughter-in-law, and would wipe it carefully with a handkerchief every day when they went back. Now the sword was shining brightly, and the good boy stabbed the old man with a knife.

He was so fast that no one around him could react in time, and no one had time to stop him.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Some people even screamed that they were going to faint, their hearts pounding.

Everything seems to be on hold.

Everyone has always known that young masters from wealthy families have bad tempers and are always beating and scolding others, but the good boy looked soft and waxy, and when the old king came over, he sweetly called him grandpa.

Everyone thought it was a good thing...

The man was also frightened, thinking that the good boy was going to stab him through, but the good boy only pierced his anus with the sword, and then went a little further, old man Then you can enter the palace and worship Eunuch Huang.

The good boy frowned together, took out a bun from his schoolbag, took a bite, and then asked after calming down, "Did you just say Simo? Say it again?"

The barefoot one is not afraid of the one wearing shoes. Are you afraid of death?

"I, I..." The old man's face turned pale and he was sweating.

Good boy: "You scolded my father, right?"

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, please spare my life, young master." The old man kept begging.

The good boy said loudly: "It's wrong to curse. If you scold my father again next time, the good boy will stab you. Don't cry. Dig rivers and divert the water. Only then can we grow big sweet potatoes and have enough food. Father." Because of this matter, my balls are shattered when I run away. Now I can't even get up at home. If you still don't cooperate, I'll give you a beating."

Lao Wangtou stood up.

He tried to persuade the old man first, but he was not listened to. He felt that he had been saying good things about Brother Zhao and the prefect. That day Brother Zhao and others went to the village chief's house, and many people saw it. I think he must have accepted the benefits from others, otherwise he would keep talking for them.

After Fang Zichen took the people away that day, Brother Shi and Xiaozhu took out a handful of candies. The candies were exquisitely packaged and tied with oily paper with a small red string. You could tell at a glance that they were not cheap. They were in the town. The candies in the pastry shop were not like this. Lao Wangtou and his family were frightened and asked them where they came from. Brother Shi said they were given by Guaizi.

The good boy didn't have the temper of a young man, not even Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen. The porridge was not delicious and even Fang Zichen couldn't eat it. Everyone in the old Wangtou family could see it, but he didn't lose his temper and didn't dislike it, so he just finished eating it. His attitude during chatting was also very kind. If he hadn't seen Brother Zhao and Guaizi today, Old Wang would never have believed that Fang Zichen would be the new prefect.

How could this person be the prefect?

In his impression, the magistrate was aloof and had great authority, so how could he be so down-to-earth.

So young again?

He was also very good at chatting about family matters, saying that the big sows he raised in the past had a litter of eighteen, which official had ever raised pigs!

Fang Zichen had a good impression on him, overturning his impression of officials as greedy, corrupt, and dedicated to sucking the blood and sweat of the people. Today he cooperated and asked Brother Zhao a few words, can this really be done?

That mountain is really difficult to dig.

Brother Zhao comforted him with a serious expression: "Don't worry, my husband has a way. If this can't be done, my husband won't bother with it. You believe him."

Old Wang looked at him intently for a while, and his hands began to move. I trembled slightly consciously, and a surge of huge hope arose in my heart...

Maybe, this thing can really happen.

Although the prefect is young, it is impossible for a person to sit in this position at such a young age if he does not have two skills.

After such a fuss, Lao Wangtou said a few more words, and the obedient boy looked at him eagerly. Everyone cooperated closely.

This is considered a show of intimidation, but also a disguised form of intimidation and bullying. If word spreads about it, it may cause a bad reputation.

But this river course cannot be changed. The current 'trend' of the river course is the optimal trend that Fang Zichen planned for almost half a month. It affects the whole body, and no one wants to 'sell'. This precedent cannot be set.

Originally, the common people did not have much love for the official, and his reputation was already bad. As long as the water from the Jing River was successfully diverted, the public could stop talking.

By then everyone will know whether the prefect is good or bad.

It is not good for officials to be too benevolent. They should pay equal attention to kindness and power.

Zhao Geer and Fang Zichen didn't know how to do these things and what the rules and regulations were.

Strictly speaking, since the river channel needs to be dug, the first step is to notify all villages.

But Anhe County is just a decoration now. Not to mention the county magistrate, the previous government officials ran away early because they had not received monthly reports for many months. There was no one to take care of them. Brother Zhao didn't know much about the rules, regulations and procedures, so he could only follow his own rules. ideas come.

In late March, the entire river 'trend' was finally mapped out.

Because of the "intimidation" of the village chiefs, the village chiefs went back and seriously warned the villagers, so no one damaged the lime that was sprinkled.

After being busy for a few days, when he returned to the Yamen that night, Brother Zhao found that Fang Zichen seemed to be in a good mood. When he asked, it turned out that someone from below was here to give him a gift.

Whether the county magistrate will be promoted or demoted in the future depends on Fang Zichen's words. Everyone first thought of coming over to make fun of him, but Fang Zichen ran out as soon as he took office, so everyone had to give gifts.

It's quite decent, not too cheap, not expensive either.

Because I don't know Fang Zichen's background.

He is a greedy person. This gift is not outstanding and will definitely not leave any impression. It is equivalent to giving it away in vain.

But the gift is expensive. If it is an incorruptible person - a seventh-grade sesame official, January 23 or 2, for example, to give such a heavy gift, he must be greedy and behead all of them.

The prefect and several county magistrates had just been investigated the year before last, and no one dared to commit crimes.

I don't seek to stand out right now, I just seek stability. I'll wait until I find out more about it later.

Recently, the land acquisition alone has cost hundreds and almost a thousand taels, and the money can only go in but cannot go out. Every day, Fang Zichen watches Brother Zhao go out with the money and come back empty-handed, and his heart is bleeding. This will always happen. It's all paid in. These gifts add up to more than 300 taels!

Fang Zichen was very happy.

Brother Zhao asked him if the explosives were made?

Fang Zichen choked and hesitated, saying not yet.

I thought it was because the explosives to blow up the mountain were difficult to make, so Fang Zichen didn't make it. But in the evening, Uncle Tang came over and said, "My lord, my laziness has returned again."

He slept with the two children until noon every day. The children woke up in the morning and were squealing with hunger. Fang Zichen put his hands in their mouths and let them lick his fingers. He slept between the two children, drooling.

Uncle Tang wanted to beat him.

After enduring it for two days, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Fang Zichen was beaten by Brother Zhao that night, but just after two beatings, the stick broke. Brother Zhao left, and the good boy rushed over and hugged him around the neck.

"Father, does it hurt?"

"It's okay. If you get hit twice more, your father may be paralyzed in bed." Fang Zichen was still frightened.

The good boy leaned close to Fang Zichen's ear, covered his mouth with one hand, and whispered: "Daddy and Grandpa Tang were talking, the good boy heard the bird, and the stick was sawn by the good boy a little bit, hahaha," the good boy was still very happy. , feeling that he had saved Fang Zichen from the dire straits: "Daddy didn't even notice, father, good boy..."

Fang Zichen's eyes suddenly widened, and he covered the good boy's mouth, and the good boy didn't even notice. When he realized what was going on, a small piece of wood hit his buttocks with a whistling sound.

The good boy's butt clenched and he hurriedly covered it with his hands. He turned around in fear and saw that Brother Zhao was standing behind him with a sinister look on his face.

Uncle Tang came out when he heard the commotion and saw the good boy jumping up and down, running all over the yard and howling, being chased by Brother Zhao.

Chapter 363:

The river has not been dug yet, and it is useless even if the explosives are made. Brother Zhao is taking care of it outside. Fang Zichen just wants to rest for a few days, but now he can't rest anymore.

There is a mountain of things to worry about at the beginning. Fang Zichen can make the decision on small things, but Fang Zichen has to make the decision on big things.

Fang Zichen, the forerunner, had not yet read the folded book sent by someone. Brother Zhao asked Uncle Tang to keep an eye on him. Fang Zichen was not afraid of Uncle Tang, but he was afraid that the old man would complain.

Although Uncle Tang was a servant, he was still young when he was sold into the Meng Mansion and had no memory. He grew up with Meng Ruqing. Meng Ruqing had a good nature and treated him kindly. Respect, later he followed Meng Ruqing to Hengyang. The Hengyang area was also rich. In previous years, he felt sad when he heard from General Qin that people were starving to death somewhere.

In what age are people still starving to death?

But after entering Qianzhou, the road was bleak, and when he saw the people were hungry, cold, and barely clothed, and their eyes were dull and muddy, Uncle Tang finally understood.

What a world! Some people have a lot of food and fish, while others are struggling to survive.

He knew what Fang Zichen was going to do, and now he wanted to let him do it quickly so that the people below would have enough to eat, not to starve to death again every year.

He was most interested in Guaizi and Gungundandan at the beginning. He didn't even look at Gungundandan at the moment. He left it to Xiaofeng, who stood behind Fang Zichen and urged him. His eyes were so bright that Fang Zichen felt that his back was on fire and his nerves were on fire. Tight, as if there was Aunt Tang standing behind her. As long as he moved, the embroidery needle would immediately stick to his stylish butt.

His parents never stared at him like this when doing homework before.

As soon as Fang Zichen moved, Uncle Tang asked him what he wanted to do. Fang Zichen said he wanted to relieve himself, but Uncle Tang followed him closely.

Fang Zichen had just entered, but Uncle Tang called him.

"Sir, are you ready?"

"Not yet."

"Sir, you have already burned half of the incense when you went in."

"I'll beg you."

"Sir, if you keep doing this, I'll kill you when the master comes back. "Tell him."

Fang Zichen: "..."

If this old guy were twenty years younger, he would have been put in bed by now.

Fang Zichen came out with his pants lifted and watched patiently and conscientiously for a long time before making trouble again.

Damn it.

There were thirty excerpts, twelve of which were written by the Shunan County magistrate, saying that bandits were rampant in his area and asked Fang Zichen to send troops to copy their old

excerpts. It was clearly written in the old excerpts that this group of bandits had already reached a large scale, probably more than a hundred people. People occupy Xishan, Longhu Mountain, Qiuling Mountain and other areas in southern Shu. They often commit crimes and have gained a great reputation in southern Shu. Many men who cannot survive have even joined the bandits. If they are not eliminated, I am afraid that It will grow stronger day by day and cause endless disasters.

There is only one official road from the northeast of Shunan to the west of Qinzhou. Businessmen often have to travel on this road. If they don't go to the Xishan area, they have to take a long way.

This is not a good deal.

To say that this gang of bandits only robbed money, that would be fine. However, this group of bandits robbed both money and sex, and they would kill them if they resisted.

Twenty-two people from the caravan in front and the escort responsible for escorting were all beheaded.

The escaped family reported to the government again, and the county magistrate had no choice but to hand over another note.

The county magistrate is the highest person in charge of local politics and manages the affairs of the entire county. The soldiers are the military force under the county magistrate, mainly used to maintain public order and defend against foreign enemies.

A county has at least one hundred to five hundred troops in reserve.

So much?

A freeloader?

Hundreds of people passed by, but they still couldn't deal with a mere hundred people? In the past, everyone sprayed saliva at him, and the bandits were drowned. They still had the nerve to come to him to 'make the decision', which was almost like scolding him.

While he was losing his temper, Tongzhi sent someone around him to deliver the coupons again.

The man saw that Fang Zichen's face was not very good and he didn't dare to breathe.

Fang Zichen was so tired of writing, he said directly: "Go back and tell your family to send fifty troops to southern Shu for reinforcements. If Yang Chengfeng can't capture those bandits again, let him come to see me with his head." Official. "

Yang Chengfeng is the magistrate of Shunan County.

The man was considered Tongzhi's right-hand man and knew about this matter, so he immediately said urgently: "Sir, send fifty troops over just to take down that gang of gangsters. I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

"Difficult?" Fang Zichen said coldly. He glanced at him coldly: "Are the soldiers from southern Shu just used as decoration?"

"Ah? Soldiers from southern Shu?" The man came to his senses. Fang Zichen was a new official, and he didn't even have a stool in the government office yet. I was so hot that I came to Anhe County the next day. I'm afraid I still don't know what happened in Quzhou: "Sir, there are no soldiers in southern Sichuan!"

Fang Zichen frowned. Could it be that the county magistrate is a civil servant? Only military attachés can lead the army?

I also heard the man explain that here in Qianzhou, there are no soldiers in the county now, and the county magistrate only has a few government officials. In a county in Ganzhou, the number of government officials is usually twenty to thirty, and the county does not have any military reserves at all.

Damn it! ! !

They are all continents in Daxia, so how come there are them in Shangyang, Xiayang, Hengyang, Yuanzhou and other places, but not in Qianzhou?

what the hell?

The man said so.

There was one at the beginning, but the latter was disbanded by the prefect.

The prefect can be said to have covered the sky with one hand. Dry Island is close to the northwest. At the beginning, he was afraid that foreign enemies would break through the defense line and come over to kill him, so he did not dare to move. Over the next ten years, foreign enemies were still intruding on the border, but the northwest army defended it and never came, so the prefect relaxed .

This group of soldiers was maintained, but they had no need to play. Every year, the court allocated a huge amount of money. If it went into their own pockets...

Later, the year before last, Ohara suddenly came in and fought all the way down to the west. Hezhen and Xihe Town are only nine kilometers further to the border of Qianzhou. Oyuan almost killed him on the territory of Qianzhou, so the prefect was afraid. However, Oyuan was driven out by the Northwest Army after only half a year of arrogance. The prefect thought about recruiting troops again, but the money went into his pocket and was spent by him. Most of it was sent to the capital to pay filial piety. How could there be money left to "recruit troops"! Even if I have it, I wouldn't want to part with it!

This matter was delayed as it came and went.

Fang Zichen: "..."

This prefect is so audacious. He dares to do such a thing, and he can hide it for so long. It's true that officials protect each other!

At first, he was still wondering, is the public security in this town so bad? Now I know why the county magistrate will be beaten whenever he goes out.

The Northwest Army is ineffective. Once Da Yuan has cultivated himself, he may fight back again. This is a warlike race. Da Yuan's country has a barren land, what should he do if he cannot grow vegetables in his own vegetable field and has no money?

Rob! !

If you want to survive and develop, you can only invade other countries.

This soldier must be recruited again, otherwise, like before, if the Northwest Army cannot stop them and they come to kill them, the people of Ganzhou will be the meat on the chopping board.

But now he is like that grinning vicious dog. Everyone wants to beat him up when they see him. When the good boy came back, he said that some people have cursed him for giving birth to a son without a butt/eye. Damn it, this is nonsense. Which of his sons has no butt/eyes? His eldest son's farts were so lethal that if there was a military conscription, he would be afraid that people would gather and kill his family. Moreover, there is not enough money, so we have to find a way to get some money first.

Fang Zichen choked.

Qianzhou is such a mess.

Is it still too late to pack up and go back to Beijing?

Finally, Fang Zichen ordered two hundred people to be transferred there.

other side.

Except for Ronghe Village, even if the village chiefs were not happy in every possible way, they still looked at the gong and gathered the villagers together that day.

What are you doing?

The prefect wants to dig river channels and recruit people from the village, and all the paperwork has come down.

At this time, the villagers complained.

When the land was expropriated first, it was still a matter for a small number of people. The villagers still looked on as a lively event. But this time it will be different. The fire is coming to themselves.

Is it okay not to go?

No, if there are men in the family, at least one must go.

This is no different from conscription of labor.

But this time it will take time for spring cultivation.

The villagers scolded Fang Zichen a hundred times. While they were deeply disgusted, they also felt that Fang Zichen was like a seducing bull-headed horse-face, which made people scared.

The Qin family army has also been transferred here, let's work together! You can't just eat and not work, and just stay in the backyard every day.

Fang Zichen only asked ten people to stay in Quzhou to protect Xie Xiaoyu and the others. Li Yisheng heard that they were busy here and followed Master Li.

Anhe County is an empty shell. Fang Zichen needs manpower. Qinzhou won't go back yet, but stays to help first.

It's okay for them to be supervisors.

Zhao Geer arranged who was eyeing which village and what to do one by one. He went to Ronghe Village himself, which was the largest and poorest village.

On the day I arrived, I saw about a hundred men, some holding hoes and some holding shovels, standing beside the planned river. Brother Zhao frowned and called the old man to head.

"You only have these people in Ronghe Village?"

How is that possible!

They are the best at giving birth in Ronghe Village. Every household has a minimum of seven or eight people. Now every family has a man who takes advantage of the loopholes in the paperwork.

Lao Wangtou mobilized, but people just thought it would be better if he took over the prefect. They would listen to him before, but now they don't want to listen to anything.

Lao Wangtou was helpless. People didn't want to come, so he had no choice. If he said harshly, he would be blamed.

Brother Zhao understood when he saw his somewhat embarrassed expression. He didn't say anything more and turned around to give business instructions.

We have to dig within the lime line, and it must be three and a half meters wide and four meters deep.

Everyone did it reluctantly without saying a word.

The good boy didn't plan to go with Brother Zhao. He wanted to stay with his brother at home. Brother Zhao was worried before leaving. The big cancer and the small cancer were staying together. They had to be able to break them that day. He specifically told Uncle Tang to get out of here. It doesn't matter if you have eggs, the important thing is to be optimistic about these two people.

Uncle Tang doesn't think it's so exaggerated! In the past, the father and son were often together, and nothing happened. It was just one time when the father and son were playing together, the master was so frightened that the young master was so frightened that the young master jumped up to a pillar, and accidentally fell off. My buttocks have been black for most of the past month, and all my front teeth have fallen out, and there is nothing left to lose. Therefore, there is no blood at all, and it would not be possible to pierce the sky.

Brother Zhao had already gone out, and he was really worried. He thought about it and decided to go back and take the boy with him.

Lao Wangtou responded positively, and all three sons of the family came. His third son is 16 years old. He is a somewhat excited child. He knows how to work. Lao Wangtou also wants to do it. Zhao Brother grabbed him.

"Is there anything else, noble man?"

"Does the village chief know who owns a big iron pot in the village?" Brother Zhao asked.

The village chief shook his head and replied: "No."

It was true at first. In the better days, there were still people in the village who could afford to raise pigs, but they had to use this big iron pot to kill pigs or prepare banquets. Later, they couldn't survive anymore. , I sold all the valuable and unused things at home.

Brother Zhao had no choice but to turn around and look at Guaizi, who was digging in the crowd with his little hoe.

Everyone glanced at him secretly while working.

Ouch, don't tell me, this young master is quite capable.

The land where the construction will start is at the foot of a mountain outside the village. There are many people and strength. After just digging for a while, we found a stone, but it is not big and can be moved. The good guy just dug a stone. Old Wang Tousan The son also wanted to help him carry the stone away. The good boy threw away the hoe, picked up the big stone and threw it outside the lime line.

Yoho~

This little kid is awesome!

I heard that he ate five buns in three hours, no wonder!

But the young master from the prefect's family actually does the same work as them...

First of all, we haven't gone to the town to work for the big boss. The heavy work is tiring and sweating a lot, and the smell must not be very good. It smelled good, and the clothes were dirty. When I went to collect my wages at night, I would occasionally run into those young ladies in the corridor. They would immediately pinch their noses, complain about how this person smells so bad, and run away.

It seems like how dirty they are doing hard work.

Now that the good boy is following them, doing the same job, everyone can't explain how they feel, but they don't seem to be so repelled.

"Good boy." Brother Zhao shouted.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Come here."

The good boy walked over with the hoe, and Brother Zhao patted the dirt on his clothes.

Brother Zhao said sternly: "Go to the town and buy two pots. You want a big one."

The good boy blinked his eyes: "Do you want a big pot like the village chief's grandpa used to cook the pigs when he killed the pigs?"

he pointed to. It was about going to the village chief's house to kill pigs during the Chinese New Year in Zaixiaohe Village.

Brother Zhao nodded and handed him the purse on his waist.

It's okay to let the Imperial Guard do this, but the boy is old enough and needs to be practiced.

The good boy nodded, and Brother Zhao asked a group of imperial guards to follow him. The good boy went to the countryside first, either with Fang Zichen or riding with Brother Zhao. Then he would bring the horse, untie the soft whip tied to his waist, and a He turned over and went up, and the men looked at him in surprise.

This horse was a gift from Butler Qin. Both horses were tall and powerful. When they were tied to the roadside to eat grass, the men did not dare to approach. The horses snorted and neighed, which made them a little scared.

Now I look at the good boy sitting on the horse. He is a handsome boy from a noble family. He can write, ride a horse, and do the work that people in his village do. What is the difference?

The good boy was silent for a moment when he saw Lao Wangtou's third son looking at him with some envy.

"Uncle Wang San, do you want to go with us?"

Wang San was stunned.

When he sat on the horse, he had not recovered yet. Under everyone's envious gazes, the Imperial Guard asked him to hug him in a deep voice, and he started running with his legs under the horse's belly.

The wind whistled in his ears, with yellow fields on both sides and mountains retreating rapidly. Wang San felt happy, novel, exciting, and a little scared.

The Imperial Guard frowned: "Boy, don't hold me so tightly! You're going to break my waist, and I'm not your wife."

Wang San laughed a few times: "Brother, I'm just a little scared. "

Seeing Guaizi riding his horse in front, the horse's hooves making the dust fly, Guaizi was so small, he felt that this kid was really awesome for being so big.

If there is no one, he will not dare to ride.

Not to mention that he was envious, even the Imperial Guards were envious.

That was a horse bred by the Qin family. It was tall, big, fast, and like the wind. The horses they brought this time were all carefully selected. I had heard that the horses bred by the Qin family were very powerful. Recently, There has been a lot of running outside in the past few days, and everyone has seen that their horses can't catch up at all. When they run from the Yamen to Anping County, their horses can crow loudly, but their horses can't. It wasn't going well, it seemed like if they ran another kilometer, they would have to carry the horses back.

Old Wangtou didn't even know why he wanted a big iron pot, so Brother Zhao told him again: "Go to the village and find a few women and husbands who are good at craftsmanship. Four or five will be enough."

Old Wangtou went back to the village. Finally, I called my two daughters-in-law and two relatives' husbands and daughters-in-law.

Why don't you call other people in the village?

If it comes to Lao Wangtou's own affairs, everyone will be involved and help the official do the work, no matter what.

The eldest daughter-in-law is not afraid of Brother Zhao. When she comes, she will ask them what they want to do.

Brother Zhao said let them build two stoves with stones first!

Lao Wangtou will know now.

An ox cart drove from the entrance of the village, and Zhang Quan followed beside it.

When they arrived at the ground, Brother Zhao asked two people to come over and unload the goods.

It's cornmeal and lard, and vegetables.

"Have they been sent to other villages?" Brother Zhao asked.

Zhang Quan nodded and replied: "I gave them all away."

What doesn't Lao Wangtou understand now?

The men also saw it. If they said they didn't see the food, they wouldn't believe it. Now that everything has been transported and the stove has been set up, everyone believes it.

It turns out that the official family also provides lunch for them.

Why is this so good?

This work is not for free. Not to mention the wages, as long as they have something to eat, everyone is willing to do it. For no reason, if you eat less at home, your wife and children at home will have more.

The good boy came back quickly, but the pot was hard to pick up and put on the horse. The Imperial Guards and Wang San worked together to get one. The other good boy learned from Indian Asan and put it on his head and brought it back. The pot was big and one It completely covered him, and no one could be seen from a distance, only a pot riding on a horse.

Zhang Quan hurried over to take the pot, and the good boy jumped off the horse and looked at Brother Zhao with bright eyes.

The first time he did something, the pot he bought broke into eight pieces, which was praiseworthy, not to mention that both pots were in good condition now. He touched the good boy's head.

"My son is awesome."

The good boy smiled shyly: "The good boy can work and do things like a bird, so he is a man."

Brother Zhao laughed: "That's right, how much did it cost? "

A big iron pot is not cheap, a thicker one costs hundreds of yen, and a cheaper one costs 80 or 90 yen."

These two pots are thick, and according to the price in Ganzhou, they should cost about ninety cents.

"Eighty-six." He follows Fang Zichen every day to check himself three times, saving money, saving money, saving money on buying. The good boy has already obtained Fang Zichen's true inheritance, and he will stretch out his short legs. Said: "I want two good boys, let the boss give me an advantage. Dad, don't underestimate the good boy. The good boy is a big man, so the good boy will not be cheated. If he dares to cheat the good boy, the good boy will give him a Scud." , Guaizi is awesome!"

Brother Zhao praised him again. Guaizi was happy and picked up his little hoe to dig in the soil excitedly.

The pot had to be taken to the village to be washed. The woman who was carrying water saw Lao Wang's first two daughters-in-law coming to wash the pot and was puzzled.

When asked, everyone was shocked.

"Mr. Fang said rice dumplings?"

"Yes."

"This..."

I'm afraid one pound of brown rice will make a big pot.

There is no such thing as a good official who is honest and upright.

No one took it seriously.

Lao Qiu

, the eldest husband, was coughing and carrying a child on his back with an old cloth. He carried water and returned home. He went into the kitchen and picked out four sweet potatoes.

Lao Qiu was weaving a basket. When he saw it, he said, "Boss, go and get two more. Don't overcook them. When they're cooked, I'll give them to your boss for lunch."

Brother Lu washed his hands of the sweet potatoes for a moment. , was silent for a moment, and then said: "I know, Dad." There are only three baskets of sweet potatoes left in the house. It will take at least more than three months to wait for new sweet potatoes to be planted. Now I save what I can, and I am the master of the house. When he went out, he asked him to bring two sweet potatoes, but the master didn't bring them and said he would come back to eat them in the evening.

Brother Lu knew that food was tight at home, and he was reluctant to give it up.

But this kind of labor is not easy to do. A few years ago, when I couldn't pay any silver, my brother-in-law went away with many people in the village. When he left, there were twenty-seven people, and when he came back, there were twenty-one.

Where did the remaining six go?

dead.

Corvee labor has always meant a narrow escape from death.

If you are dragged away to serve as a soldier, you will basically never be able to come back.

Being dragged to do work is no better than being forced into the army. You have to work every day, and you only have one meal a day. The official is followed behind with a small whip and a big wooden stick. You can take a breath and swing the whip.

If you don't have enough to eat and are overworked, it's normal for people to die.

Brother Lu was also afraid that his boss wouldn't survive.

At noon, I carried my child on my back and took two sweet potatoes. As soon as I walked towards the entrance of the village, I met many women and husbands.

They all go to deliver sweet potatoes and water to the boss or son.

They were busy with work in the fields in the morning and were not very clear about what was happening on the other side of the river. It was a bit far away from the village and it would take a while to walk.

Everyone was talking about hard labor on the way, cursing Fang Zichen again and again, and Brother Lu suddenly stopped.

"What does it smell like?"

The little brother on his back moved his little nose, and grandma asked.

"Daddy, it seems to be meat."

The big guy also noticed the taste.

It's the smell of frying lard. When the pork lard is fried, the smell is so fragrant. In the past, when one family fried it, the whole village could smell it.

"Who fried lard?"

"Are you confused? This place is far away from the village! It's so far away that even dogs can't smell it. It seems to me that the smell is coming from the front."

As we got closer, the smell came from the front. The taste became more and more intense, and everyone kept salivating.

When I got to the ground, I saw two pots standing at the foot of the mountain. The eldest daughter-in-law of Lao Wang's family was holding a dustpan and picking up cornstarch from the pot.

All of them were as big as adult men's fists, and then they poured it into a big basket. The basket was almost full of steamed buns. They were golden and looked delicious. The pot on the side was still boiling with oil. It looked like it was almost ready. .

The frying pan was browned until it was brown. Kazuo took it out and put it in a large wooden barrel. The lard was poured into a jar. The pan had just been filled with oil, so there was no need to wash it. Just stir-fry, but there were so many vegetables. His son also came to work today...

He put in another half a spoonful of oil, and looked at Brother Zhao cautiously and anxiously. Seeing that Brother Zhao didn't speak, he put in a little more oil, and Brother Zhao saw it. , still didn't speak.

The old man wasn't wasting anything. Although it wasn't his own, he couldn't bear to put in more. He felt so distressed. Seeing that he was about to pour vegetables into the pot, Brother Zhao said, "Put in two more spoons of oil."

" "Ah?" Brother

Zhao said, "You can't do hard work without

enough oil in your belly."

"There are too many vegetables. Add two more spoons."

The leader was reluctant.

When the vegetables were cooked, Zhang Quan went over and shouted: "Stop working for lunch first, and take a half-hour break at noon."

Half an hour is only an hour.

The weather is warm now, not too hot. If it drags on a little further, it will be May or June, and we will have to take a long break at noon.

Everyone hurriedly threw shovels and hoes and gathered around in a noisy manner, fearing that if they were slow, they would not be able to eat. When the lard was fried, everyone was so greedy.

It's so fragrant. It's so fragrant. It's so fragrant that it kills you.

When I was working, I was distracted, and all my thoughts went to the frying pan. Some people haven't eaten lard for more than half a year. For example, Brother Lu's man, in a better family, had a big pot of porridge, and his chopsticks stuck into the pig. Dip a little in the oil, and then stir it into the porridge. The little lard is the same as not being put at all.

Before Brother Zhao could say anything, the good boy muttered: "Don't crowd, line up, line up, line up."

"Oh oh oh."

Although everyone was very hungry and couldn't wait, they were obedient. After all, this is the prefect. Where is the young master of the house! What's more, people queued up with them...

No, why did people get to the front of the queue?

This little guy was just talking behind them.

The good boy stood so close that he was almost leaning against the pot. He stared at the woofou in the dustpan. He seemed to know everyone's thoughts. He turned around and said in an awesome voice: "The good boy is the second generation official. The good boy has special privileges." Yo! "

Back then, Qin Hengxuan had special privileges, and he didn't even have to wait to eat chicken. The good boy was so envious, but now he also has special privileges.

He puffed out his chest, and the young man who was responsible for distributing the steamed buns gave him two steamed buns in accordance with the 'regulations'. The good boy said that it was not enough and he wanted one more.

He has privileges.

The guy gave him another one.

The good boy hugged the wowotou and came to the side again to get the food, but now he and the woman in charge of collecting food were in a dilemma.

Didn't bring a bowl.

What's wrong?

Vegetable oil, even if it's stained with soup, won't hit your hands!

The good boy's eyes rolled around, then he raised his head and opened his mouth: "Daddy said, each person has half a spoonful of vegetables. Auntie, please put it in the good boy

's mouth." He has been doing the whole morning's work, and he is buying vegetables. The money comes from the public. If you eat it, you will earn it. If you don't eat it, you will lose it. I am sorry for the sweat he shed.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then she wanted to laugh.

Zhang Quan felt helpless.

The young master has been led astray by the adults. He is taking advantage of his life!

He went over to pull the boy, but the boy refused to leave and kept opening his mouth towards the woman.

"Auntie, hurry up and get some food, my dear boy is hungry."

Chapter 364

Brother Zhao just came back from washing his hands and saw the good boy standing next to the pot with his mouth wide open, like a baby bird waiting for feeding. Zhang Quan wanted to pull him away, but he kept stretching his neck towards the woman who was fetching vegetables. , kept saying: "Hit the good boy in the mouth, hit the good boy in the mouth quickly, uncle, let go of the good boy, the good boy wants some Western food."

After knowing what happened, Brother Zhao couldn't help but slap his butt. one time.

This dish is just fried and hot, so you don't have to worry about it being cooked in your mouth.

But he was not thinking clearly.

He looked back at the people queuing up: "You go home and get a bowl first!"

There aren't many big leaves around here, so if there are any, it's okay to wrap them with leaves.

Everyone ran home excitedly.

Brother Lu and a few women stood aside, staring blankly. They were shocked by the two baskets filled with cornbread. When he realized it, he wanted to call out to his men, but they had already run away.

Brother Zhao discovered them. The child behind Brother Lu had only his head exposed, sucking his index finger and looking longingly at the fried food on the plate.

He was very thin, with a thin neck and a big head on his head. His eyes were severely sunken and his face was chapped. Brother Zhao couldn't bear to look at it. He picked up a fried piece and gave him a steamed bun.

When Brother Lu saw him walking towards him, he panicked and quickly refused.

"My lord, this, this can't be done."

The little brother was also scared, and pressed his face tightly to Brother Lu's back, but the oil residue was really fragrant, and the buns looked delicious, so he quietly raised his head after a while , his eyes met Brother Zhao unexpectedly. Brother Zhao had gentle eyes and a smile on his face. He handed the dough head forward: "Be good, uncle, give it to you, take it!"

The little brother subconsciously said Just took it.

Brother Qiu whispered, "Thank you, uncle."

Brother Zhao touched his head.

If Brother Lu wanted to say anything more, Brother Zhao had already returned to the pot, picked up a few pieces of oil residue and fed it to the good boy.

"Thank you, daddy!" The boy ate deliciously.

Brother Zhao pinched his little nose: "Are you tired? Are you coming with dad tomorrow?"

The good boy thought for a moment: "Come."

Brother Zhao smiled: "Don't miss your father?"

"Yes, but father Educate the little bird in the morning," said the little bird.

"What did he say?" Brother Zhao was also curious. In the morning, he wanted to bring Guaizi, but Guaizi was a little unhappy. Later, Fang Zichen whispered in his ear twice, and Guaizi immediately agreed.

After arriving, I was very active in working, and the little hoe almost left an afterimage, as if digging the grave of an enemy.

"Father said, a good boy is one who does good things for the people. Dad, you want to go west. A good boy is a person who is willing to give, sacrifices himself for benevolence, is selfless, patriotic and loves the people, good boy..."

Zhao My brother felt ashamed for him and his face felt a little hot. He slapped him again angrily and said, "Tell the truth." The

good boy's voice became softer and his buttocks moved to the side silently: "Father said, do it well. Doing good deeds and serving the people should be rewarded. "

How to reward?"

For someone who has such awareness at such a young age, I should give him fifty taels as the reward!

This is to do things for the people of Daxia, and the money will be deducted from the treasury of one hundred thousand.

"Father said bird, we will split it half and half when the time comes. Dad, this is a reward for good deeds, not corruption. The good boy is upright and clean. He will not do that kind of thing, and neither will father..." "Under Brother Zhao's ferocious expression of 'I'll give you a discount on your legs tonight', the good boy shut his mouth and didn't dare to speak any more.

Brother Zhao took a deep breath.

This child really cannot be left to her husband, otherwise it will be over sooner or later.

Men come back quickly.

After receiving the steamed buns and vegetables, I thanked him profusely and found a place to sit down.

The cornbread was a bit hard, so I bought old rice noodles and fried a large pot of vegetables with three tablespoons of oil. The oil and water were not actually enough, but the salt added was enough.

Refined salt is more expensive than lard.

But if you don't eat this stuff, you will have no energy. Everyone's eyes will become red as they eat.

Delicious! It's so delicious and fragrant! How many years have they not eaten steamed buns made from cornmeal? I have almost forgotten the taste.

I originally thought that I would never be able to eat a good meal until I die. The forerunner is going to suck their blood dry. Now... this long-awaited meal has finally come around in circles. It was actually given by the official.

Everyone ate a whole nest of steamed buns, and only took one or two bites of the vegetables. Then they put the steamed buns in the bowl, cherished them for a long time, and then folded the branches and covered them.

This is to be taken back to the family.

There are also those who are heartless and finish eating directly.

On the way back, the child behind Brother Lu handed the oil residue that Brother Zhao gave him to Brother Lu's mouth.

"Daddy, eat it, the meat is delicious."

Brother Lu couldn't describe the taste in his heart, it was sour, astringent and uncomfortable.

Brother Qiu's child is over two years old and has never eaten meat.

On New Year's Eve the year before last, Uncle Pang'ertang's family cut half a pound of lard and came back to practice. Brother Qiu smelled it and asked him, "Dad, what smells good outside?"

Brother Lu told him that he was probably so impressed that he remembered it for so long.

Brother Qiu reluctantly gave half of the small piece of oil residue to Brother Lu, and took the remaining half in small bites. He couldn't bear to finish it. His hands got a little oil on them, and he licked them clean carefully.

When the men went home to get their bowls, their faces were full of excitement and joy.

Seeing a large group of them running back, everyone thought something was wrong. When asked, everyone gasped and said that they wanted to bring bowls to put the vegetables, and the official was in charge of the food.

I saw my son put the two raw sweet potatoes he brought on the table, took the bowl, and ran outside happily. He couldn't catch up even if he tried to chase them out.

When Lao Wangtou's wife carried the pot back to the village to wash it, everyone knew about it.

Lao Qiu's second son went to do hard labor and came back and said that people should take care of it! But the porridge is too thin! It was steaming, and when I blew it, I looked into the bowl and saw a few grains of rice floating in it.

What is the difference between this and drinking water.

Once you urinate and urinate, it's over. Although the family is poor, they are exhausted from doing hard work and don't have enough to eat. I'm afraid my body won't be able to withstand it.

The family grabbed two sweet potatoes and was about to chase them out. They happened to see Brother Lu and a few women coming back, holding a basket in their hands, with a bowl of porridge in it, which was still full and untouched.

"There is no need to go and deliver it." Someone said: "The officials are in charge of the food. They make the steamed buns as big as a fist, and each person has two. They can eat enough and not starve."

"Is it true?"

"Can it be fake? "Look, Brother Qiu is still eating!"

Brother Qiu has just eaten half of the steamed bun in his hand, and the remaining half looks like it has duck eggs, and it looks very firm, and some people can't help but swallow their saliva.

"Fang Fulang called the two daughters-in-law of Old Wangtou's family and Uncle Cui to come over to cook. Uncle Cui was cooking. I saw him put in a big spoonful of oil, and then half a spoonful. Mr. Fang still said it was not enough. If there is less, ask him to add two more spoons, saying that men work hard and cannot live without oil in their stomachs. "

Brother Lu and the others told them everything they saw.

Everyone believed it, but they still couldn't control themselves and ran outside the village to take a look.

When they first came to Quzhou, Zhang Quan and others brought several tents, and now they brought one. The rice and vegetables they bought were piled in several big bags, and the men were sitting on the ground and resting.

Zhang Quan and several Qin soldiers stood aside and did not scold or whip him.

The villagers looked at this scene and felt relieved.

As long as it's given to those who stutter, that's fine.

There are many small stones here, which are tight, and the boy is used to taking naps. Now Brother Zhao hugged him and sat under the tree. He was afraid of getting cold, so he wrapped the cloak he brought with him.

As soon as the good boy was full, he became drowsy: "Daddy..."

Brother Zhao kissed his forehead: "Well, daddy is here, go to sleep."

The good boy has not been held to sleep by him for a long time. Hui moved in his arms, found a comfortable position, smelled the familiar scent of him, and fell asleep after a while.

Brother Zhao opened the palm of his hand and saw that there were no blisters but it was still red, so he rubbed it gently.

The work was tiring. Brother Zhao saw him holding the stone and throwing it away far away. His face turned red from exhaustion. It wasn't that he didn't feel distressed, but if the child was willing to do it, Brother Zhao wouldn't stop him. It's not good to be too pampered. In fact, there is no difference between the children of aristocratic families and ordinary people. One is poorer, while the other has more money at home.

The first boy went to the shop to help. Brother Yu and the others had just arrived and were frightened. They went to stop him and said that this was a job for servants and the young master could not do it.

Why can't it be done?

Although Fang Zichen is unreliable, it cannot be admitted that the child has learned a lot from following him.

Now I followed them out during the day, and read and boxed at night, without missing anything. First, Mr. Ji knew that Fang Zichen was coming to Quzhou to take up a post, so he came to visit him specially. He said that the child was studious and smart, so he stayed in Beijing to teach him. Don't worry, I will treat him well. I will give him six bowls of rice every day. If he can't eat, I will feed it to him personally. He will not be hungry or cold. Zhao Song also advised, but Fang Zichen did not agree and stayed in Beijing. , his son will become a left-behind child. Once we say goodbye, we will not see each other for five years, and we will not kill him.

He was busy before and was pregnant at first, so Brother Zhao hadn't slept with the baby in his arms for a long time. Now look at it, the appearance of the good boy hasn't changed much,

not to mention his size...

Now she was sleeping peacefully in his arms. Her facial features were gentle, well-behaved and unguarded, but she looked very much like his husband.

Gungun Dandan is more than four months old. Looking at it now, his facial features are still open, so he can't tell clearly who he looks like, but he feels that Gungun's eyebrows and eyes look a bit like him, and they both have round faces, but Dandan looks like him and Fang Zichen. Looks like no one.

Fang Zichen was not like other men, he only valued boys. He was as kind to the bastards, and it hurt to the core of his bones to treat the good boy.

Although he himself often beats the good boy, it is not without pain.

Brother Zhao kissed the sweet boy on his rosy little face. The sweet boy moved his little mouth and only muttered "Daddy" without waking up.

Lao Wangtou's wife wiped her hands and came over. She was not afraid of Brother Zhao, but her attitude was respectful.

"Your Excellency, do you need us to do anything else?"

We only provide one lunch, so there is no need to make steamed buns in the evening.

Brother Zhao thought for a while and said, "Does anyone in your village want to sell

dry firewood?" Those who cook and cook must make a fire. It is okay to buy this firewood in the town, but it is inconvenient to transport it back, and the village is poor, so everyone It's also good to earn one or two copper coins.

Mrs. Wang reacted and said excitedly: "There are some."

There are no big trees on Stone Mountain, but there are many trees as big as arms! Farming is going to be busy now, so every household in the village has it. Otherwise, when the fields are busy, there will be no time to chop firewood.

The good boy rubbed his eyes. He must have been disturbed. The eldest Wang wanted to apologize. Brother Zhao raised his hand to stop her and patted the good boy gently. After he fell asleep peacefully again, he whispered: "Go and help." I'll buy some for cooking these days,"

Mrs. Wang said in a low voice.

If you go to the village to buy it in the morning, you will definitely not be able to buy it.

Someone should be willing to sell it.

When Da Wang returned to the village, many women and men hurriedly came carrying firewood.

This official husband is generous and different from the previous officials. They all feed themselves to the workers, so he will definitely not rely on their money.

Brother Zhao first bought twenty bundles and paid four cents for each bundle.

In the past, in Xiaohe Village, a bundle of firewood cost about eighty-nine cents, but it was different in Quzhou. This place was poor and prices were low, and a pound of pork only cost eighty cents.

Everyone was happy after taking the money. Brother Zhao counted another twelve coins and gave it to the Wang family: "You picked the three bundles of firewood from home in the morning. This money is for you."

"The noble man can't do it, just a few bundles of firewood. " "It's not worth much, it's all over the mountain."

"Others have given it, so just take it! It's not easy to chop wood, you deserve it."

The king's eyes were a little hot: "My lord, you can take it." It's good."

Brother Zhao just smiled.

When the time came in the evening, Zhang Quan shouted again, asking the men to come over and gather.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know."

The boy rushed to the first one again. He stood in front of a table, tiptoeing. Brother Zhao's eyes widened when he saw him. He really looked like he was here to work. I couldn't help but find it funny since I was paid just like anyone else.

He handed him a piece of white paper about ten centimeters long and as wide as his index finger, with a complicated and bright red official seal reflected on it, and said businesslike: "This is your salary slip, take it."

The people behind him listened . After hearing it, what is a salary slip?

What are you doing with this thing?

Brother Zhao heard their mutterings, was stunned for a moment, and explained: "The salary slip is your proof of work. Our wages are paid every six days. Only after six days do you come with your salary slips, and we can pay you." "

It's really troublesome to do it once a day. There are about a hundred workers, and they have to wait in line for a long time. I'm afraid my hands will cramp when counting copper coins."

Everyone will come to work tomorrow. Just bring your pay slips and stamp them. By counting the stamps, you will know how many days you have worked.

The house was quiet for a while, and then it became noisy.

"Do we still have wages?"

Everyone's tone was anxious and trembling, they were dumbfounded and in disbelief.

What a good thing this is! !

Are they dreaming?

But the salary slip was held in his hand. It was a thin piece, but suddenly it felt very heavy.

"...Yes." Brother Zhao hesitated, raised his head and looked at Old Man Wang with confused eyes: "Didn't you make it clear to them before?"

Old Wang also looked dumbfounded. Then his face turned a little red again.

What are you talking about? He doesn't even know it himself.

That day, the imperial guard rode into the village and gave him a document: "The prefect wants to dig a river channel and needs to recruit people. Please inform the villagers that if there are two men in the family, at least one person must come."

Among the words on the document, he could only recognize the word "人", "长", and "工". He couldn't even guess what the other words were.

Brother Zhao looked at the Imperial Guard again. The Imperial Guard who came to deliver documents that day scratched his head. How could he know that the head of a village was illiterate!

So there are specialties in the arts. These people come from the capital. They are good at fighting, but they are not so good when it comes to doing things. The common people in the capital, even the worst ones, can read a few hundred words. But poor people in small places cannot read a single word.

Without him, books are expensive.

Some people have never touched a book in their lives.

Lao Wangtou was praised as the village chief because he knew three characters.

Fang Zichen knew it. On the day when the documents were issued, he specifically told the guards who were responsible for the transmission. As a result...

Brother Zhao had to explain it again.

They received one meal and nine cents a day as wages.

There are also a few women and husbands who are responsible for cooking, but there are fewer, and they only work for five cents for a whole morning.

Everyone was overjoyed and couldn't believe it. After taking the pay slip, they immediately carefully folded it and put it in their clothes, and then patted it anxiously for fear of falling off.

Going back, he turned back three times and looked at the ground.

When we returned to the village, it was quite lively again.

If I hadn't eaten a full meal at noon and felt full in my stomach, no one would have believed it now that I didn't have any wages. I thought I was doing hard labor, and I was afraid that the man who went there would suffer. I feel bad, but I had no choice but to feel miserable and complain, but in the end I didn't expect that I would have food to eat and wages to pay.

This is really unimaginable, just like a dream.

This new prefect is actually different from the previous ones. He lets them do work and pays them wages.

Even if the water cannot be drawn, no one will scold him.

Some men brought the wowotou back and broke it apart during dinner, giving each person a bite. But no one disliked it. They cherished it so much that they were reluctant to eat it. They choked up after eating.

The food is also full of flavor.

They finally got a good official in Ganzhou, and they have hope for the future.

"Son! Go and work hard tomorrow. We have received wages and food is provided for you. We can't be lazy, you know." "

Hey, if I had known earlier, I would have asked your younger brothers to follow me this morning, but I didn't The salary is enough!"

"What kind of salary slip do you have? Keep it for your wife, don't let it go."

"No, I have to get it to be stamped by Mr. Fang tomorrow

. Did Lang build it for you? "

"Well! He is very good and well-organized. The guards he brought here all have to listen to him. We also have to listen to him. From what the young master said, we, the prefect, also listen to him. . "

Unknowingly, in just one day, everyone turned from that bitch and corrupt official to our prefect.

It is difficult for a good person to become a Buddha, but a bad person can become a Buddha immediately by just putting down his butcher knife.

This situation happened in almost every village.

Some are happy, and some are beating their chests and regretting it.

It is not easy for the people in the village to earn a copper coin.

However, the villages no longer harbor resentment and hatred toward the prefect as before.

Later, when everyone came to work, there was no need for supervision, and they just worked hard by themselves.

The river channel was dug deeper and more and more soil accumulated on both sides.

The geological features of Anhe Town are somewhat special. Outside the village is mostly gravel land, like a sand field. Brother Zhao thought for a while and asked the workers to spread the excavated soil on the gravel land some distance away from the river, and spread it thickly. Some, if you raise them later, you can grow things.

But this is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

It's already April, and after three days of digging, we still can't dig out more than 300 meters. According to this progress, I'm afraid it won't be completed until July/August, and it won't be able to catch up with the last crop of spring cultivation.

Still have to recruit people.

As soon as the news spread, people in the village came to the rescue, and almost the whole village was mobilized.

Men, women and children, all carrying hoes and shovels.

Lao Wang's eyelids were twitching. At first, he was unwilling to come even though he was crying for life and death. Now...

"Old Zheng, why are you here? I heard that you have been bedridden for more than two months. Come on, don't waste your life for money. Go back quickly."

"Grandma, you can't come! You've lost all your teeth. We eat cornbread here. It's so hard that you can't even chew it. " I'm afraid your gums will fall off. You go back and I'll leave one behind to make some porridge for you to drink.

"Tiedan? Why are you here too?"

Brother Zhao looked at it. His expression was also indescribable.

The two-year-old child drags a hoe, the old man walks with a trembling hand on crutches, as if he is about to collapse at any moment, and the pregnant woman...

"Above fourteen years old, sixty years old The following men and women can stay, but pregnant women are not allowed. "

It's not that I am discriminating against pregnant women. It would be fine if it was an easy job. After all, it is not as delicate as those from rich families, but pregnant women cannot do this heavy work.

Hundreds more people came, and the work was in full swing.

The same goes for several nearby villages, everything is in order.

After digging for several days, on the sixth day, Guaizi came back with a fan of pork from the town.

Now he can run errands very efficiently. He knows the price of a pound of rice, a pound of meat, and a pound of salt. Brother Zhao is not afraid that he will be cheated. It is better to hand things over to him than to hand them over to the Imperial Guards. And feel very reassured.

The Imperial Guards don't know how to bargain when buying pork, but the boys do. One hundred thousand dollars sounds like a lot of money, but among the dozen or so counties, we can't let one of them be used up. The people who recruit soldiers and horses from behind will also have to go a lot!

Brother Zhao just wanted to save a copper plate.

The pork was handed over to Da Wang and the others to cook. Along with the vegetables, two large pots were filled, and the aroma of the meat spread for more than ten miles.

One piece per person, no more.

When the time came, Zhang Quan struck the gong, and everyone went over to line up spontaneously. They were already hungry, and they didn't know how many kilograms of saliva they had swallowed. No one dared to stand in the first position. As everyone knows these days, the prefect's family The young master likes to use his privileges to jump in line, but no one thinks there is anything wrong with it.

He is a child, and he may be hungrier than them. Even if he does not seek special privileges, they will let him eat first.

This little boy ate a lot and worked a lot. He was always so tired that he was sweating. He refused to take a rest. He said he would do it quickly and asked his father to blow up the mountain. The water is diverted so that everyone can grow big sweet potatoes.

Listening to these words makes people's hearts tremble inexplicably.

In fact, think about it, before the leader knew about it, the prefect made several trips to their village. It was still cold and the wind was blowing. If the prefect had no people in his heart, why would he make this trip? ?

Isn't it delicious in the rest house?

Even the young master... They work hard for wages, but the young master is more active than them and does not lack the money. He works so hard to grow big sweet potatoes for them to fill their stomachs. .

It is enough for the prefect to have the people in his heart. They are satisfied and don't ask for anything else.

When everyone thought about this, they still didn't believe that the water could be brought here.

I ate meat at noon and received money in the evening.

The copper plates were strung together with red wire.

There are more than fifty articles in the string, which are heavy.

Everyone is happy! Speechless.

A few pioneers had their children taken away to serve in the military because they could not pay taxes. They hated the officials above them with itch. I thought before that if every six days were issued, they would find reasons to withhold some money later, but this time I took the silver in my hand and counted it, and found that there was nothing missing, a total of fifty-four.

Even the woman and husband who came later were extremely excited, holding the silver in their hands, and their eyes were shining. The feeling was simply beyond description in words.

They can also make money like men.

Brother Zhao saw several husbands secretly wiping away tears, and he could actually understand.

In the past, in Xiaohe Village, everyone could grow some vegetables, embroider purses and handkerchiefs, sell them in the town, and earn some money.

But it doesn't work here. The fields are dry and the vegetables are wilting. After spring, there are no wild vegetables on the mountains. The hens they raise don't eat well and don't lay eggs. They are skinnier than humans. When their feathers are plucked, they look like quails. Likewise, it is difficult for women to earn a copper!

The land here is compacted and the river is difficult to dig. Every shovel and hoe is a laborious task. After only a few days of work, blisters appeared on the palms of our hands and burst, and the red flesh could be seen inside. Some teenage brothers Both the girl and the girl shed tears in pain, but no one stopped. Brother Zhao said that he could not bear it anymore and went home. He would also be paid for the work he had done before, but no one went back, and Brother Zhao didn't even look at it. After all, he had experience. He told everyone in the evening that if there were old clothes at home that he no longer wore, it might be better to cut some strips of cloth and tie them to his hands.

Some people did as they were told and came to dig the next day. Oops, their hands really didn't hurt anymore. They asked Brother Zhao how he knew. Brother Zhao laughed and said that when I cut rice in autumn, my hands hurt so much that I couldn't stand it. That's how it was done.

This is unlikely!

Did the prefect's husband also do farm work?

Everyone silently looked at Guaizi, who was working hummingly, and dug out another stone. He threw the little hoe away, and he didn't mind it being dirty. He picked up the stone and walked outside.

It seems that there is nothing strange about the fact that the young masters of the prefect's family all work, and the husband of the master also works.

It's really different.

They had never seen the former prefect, but they had seen the county magistrate's wife in the town. She went to buy rouge, and she got off the carriage and was served by three maids. She was dressed elegantly and luxuriously. They had never seen those materials before, and she was embroidered on them. Her patterns were very beautiful, her hands were white and delicate, and the young master following him was very proud. The bystanders only looked at him curiously, and then he scolded him, "What are you looking at?" They also muttered that they wanted the county magistrate to send someone to dig out their eyes.

The county magistrate is like this, how can the prefect's family be so arrogant?

But the good-looking young master...

is like the children in their village, he is good at first sight.

Their eyes were blazing, and the boy was embarrassed when he threw the stone back, and smiled shyly.

"Brothers and sisters, do you, Simo, look at the good boy? Don't fall in love with the good boy!"

Before they could say anything, the good boy ran away with a red face and hid behind Brother Zhao's legs.

There were more than a dozen guys and girls who couldn't bear it, and his buttocks were burning.

It doesn't work.

These brothers and sisters must have been fascinated by his handsome and charming appearance while working, and now they may have fallen deeply in love with him.

He wants to let down the sincerity of others again. Alas, he will not be able to live up to his will.

The boys and girls wanted to laugh when they saw him quietly stretching his head to look at them.

The good young master may not have a temper, but he only has narcissism in his head, and everything else has been squashed.

After the wages were paid out, hundreds of people, nine villages, and a hundred or so taels left in one go.

Although one of them was only over 50 yuan, he couldn't handle the large number of people. In addition to food and snacks, he also went a lot. A guard murmured in a low voice and asked: "Boss, you said these villages are so poor. Why don't everyone move out? Generations of people have been poor. "

"Yes, yes, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to make a living at home, so I would have gone out." These guards were also worried. In the end, it was a waste of money and hard work in vain.

More than a hundred taels of silver was still a lot for them, but it was not so much that they were surprised. Those who could enter the palace and get in front of the emperor were not only good at it, but also had a respectable family background.

We have gone so far in six days. I am afraid that this river channel has not been mined well for a month. I am afraid that so much money will be wasted in the end. But seeing everyone working so hard and earning only a few dozen yuan, They looked down upon the salary and calculated it with trembling hands, their eyes were red, and their hearts were inevitably a little uncomfortable.

It's so poor here that people can't live as well as a pig.

Even if there was a drought, why didn't they move out now?

When Zhang Quan saw him, he was also puzzled about this matter. He asked Fang Zichen about it and later heard what Fang Zichen said and found out.

Anhe County was not so poor at the beginning. At that time, everyone could barely fill their stomachs. Later, when taxes became heavier, everyone became poorer.

They say it's hard to leave your homeland, but when you really can't afford to eat, you can leave your homeland. But if you move away, where can you move to? The people have no money on hand. If they go to town, what will the whole family eat? What to drink? You can do work for others, but is it easy to find work? Can it be available every day? Even if there are, there are many men who can be recruited. Living in the city, apart from the air, everything like food, clothing, and drinks is free of charge? How can you support a large family with just a few wages a day?

What about moving to another village?

This is also difficult.

Most villages are exclusive. A village only has so many resources, such as land. And again, if you don't have money and can't afford houses and fields, you still can't survive, unless you are like Uncle Liu's family who suffered a disaster. , the official uniform arranged it, and the villagers had to accept it. After that, they received relief food and opened up wasteland, and then they slowly started to live.

Villages like Ronghe Village have not suffered any hardships, and their household registration is here, and they cannot leave easily. If a large number of people flocked to other villages or towns, it would easily cause unrest.

There are certain considerations in these matters. Firstly, there is no condition to move out, and secondly, the government does not allow it.

After hearing this, the Imperial Guard realized that the common people were not stupid. They could not leave even if they wanted to, so they had been trapped in this place for generations.

Chapter 365

Brother Zhao came early the next day, and Zhang Quan was responsible for staying in the village to take care of the food. When he arrived, he found that everyone was already working. Looking at everyone, they were breathing heavily and sweating, as if they had already It's like working for a long time.

Zhang Quan's face was a little hard to express, and he came over and said, these people came to work before dawn.

Probably because I ate meat and received money yesterday, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep, so I got up early.

It is good for everyone to be proactive in their work.

All the young and strong men in the village came here to dig river channels, and the old people, women, and husbands at home did the work in the fields. Usually, everyone is short of food at this time, so they go to the mountains to dig in groups. No one is going to eat wild vegetables now. If the man is not at home to eat, the vegetables grown in the fields are enough.

Brother Zhao saw that the wild vegetables on the mountain were growing well, tender and oily, and they attracted good boys.

After hearing what he said, the good boy ran to the village again.

He first went to Brother Shi: "Brother Shi, do you want to make some money?"

Brother Shi said honestly: "Yes."

"Then go dig wild vegetables with Guaizi. Dig a lot of birds and a basket of Guaizi. I'll give you two copper coins, and you can also call your best friend. "

With two coins, you can buy eggs and big meat buns.

So all the children in the village went to dig wild vegetables.

The good boy started his old business and was very happy to be followed by more than a dozen children. They all had baskets on their hands and were chattering. There was no grass growing wherever they passed. The good boy dug wild vegetables. It was really tight. , some women in the village saw it, and while they admired him, they were afraid that he would collapse the mountain.

Wash the wild vegetables and cook them with the oil residue. They taste good and are cheaper than the big cabbage sold in the town.

Li Yisheng and others went back in the evening and listened to Brother Zhao's instructions and followed suit.

This can save a lot of money.

Fang Zichen has not been at home these days. He went to Anping County and did not come back at night.

In late April, after a month of hard work, the river channel across nine villages, including Anhe Village, Xiaping Village, and Fangniu Village, basically took shape.

It's endlessly winding, and it's so majestic and tight to see.

Horse hooves came from a distance. The good boy was leading a group of friends to dig wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain. Brother Shi saw that he was a little unhappy these days. He looked listless while digging wild vegetables, as if he had no energy. Knowing that he liked to watch chickens, he also I took him home, but after seeing the chicken, the good boy didn't feel happy.

He was hesitating whether to ask the boy what was wrong when someone spoke up first.

"Smash..." The boy jumped

up and stood up.

Seeing that he had lost his meal, Brother Shi jumped on the spot twice, his face flushed with excitement.

"Father..."

"Hey."

"Father, father, father."

The good boy shouted several times and rushed over. Fang Zichen jumped off the horse, caught the rushing boy and hugged him. Kissed her hard twice.

"My dear little darling, my father misses you so much."

Guaizi hugged his neck tightly and rubbed his face with him, and said stickyly: "I miss you too, my darling, most of all."

Fang Zichen He lifted him up and looked at him carefully for a moment: "We haven't seen each other for a few days, and my son seems a little more handsome."

The good boy said shyly, "Father, you are telling the truth again."

Fang Zichen laughed loudly.

Several children nearby looked envious. Their father would not be like this, both kissing and holding someone up.

My dear father really loves him so much!

Fang Zichen hadn't seen Guaizi for several days, and now he couldn't bear to let him go. Guaizi felt a little uncomfortable, so he opened Fang Zichen's collar, leaned over, and immediately smelled the smell.

His eyes were bright and he was excited: "Father..."

Fang Zichen lowered his voice: "Shh, we can eat secretly later when we go up the mountain." He took out a bag of candy and said: "I'm giving this to you. Guys, let's share."

"Good."

Brother Zhao was also happy to see him. Fang Zichen didn't care that there was anyone around him, so he hugged him and gave him a kiss.

"Zhao Guoguo, I miss you so much. Do you miss me?"

The men pretended not to notice, but the women around them laughed. The prefect loved his husband so much that he was so anxious.

The tips of Brother Zhao's ears were red, but he still took Fang Zichen's hand and said honestly: "I miss my husband too."

Fang Zichen's facial features and temperament were too bold and sharp. Everyone didn't know his identity at first, and they were curious about what he did. How could a family give birth to a boy with such an appearance? Now I know, but I am even more curious.

Is this their new prefect?

Too young!

He still looks like this, like this...

Fang Zichen, the leader, came and rode away on horseback, patrolling the fields in the village. Everyone thought he was a nobleman, and they didn't dare to get too close for fear of collision. As he got closer, he realized that this man was extremely handsome.

Some people took a sneak peek and blushed.

...

Fang Zichen came back from Anping County early in the morning and entered Anhe County. He deliberately spared the long way from Fangniu Village to inspect. He was very enthusiastic when he saw that everyone was working in an orderly and enthusiastic manner. The river channel must also be dug. Satisfied.

He came back just in time!

This would blow up the mountain, and the gap should be blown out in a few days. He knew that no one among the people down there believed that he could bring the water. This matter spread to several surrounding counties, and those who were eating for free handed him coupons. It's not enough to advise him to 'think before he acts', but he also jokes behind his back that he doesn't know the heights of the world and is busy working in vain, thinking that water can be collected by himself by digging river channels. Young people, after all, they don't eat enough salt. They just think about it. If you don't listen to the advice, you will find out later that you are just wasting people and money and spending so much money in vain.

The words spread so loudly that they even reached Fang Zichen's ears. He did things quickly, not like careful consideration, but like a whim. Everyone was waiting to see his joke, but he refused to show it to them.

In the past, the people were hostile to him. When he came down for field inspections, he did not dare to give his name. He was afraid that it would be difficult to defend against open guns and hidden arrows. This would give him food and money, and no one would want to beat him. Look at him. His eyes are full of love - the prefect is a good person, but at such a young age, he is an idiot, pitiful, so pitiful.

Looking all the way from Fangniu Village, some elderly people always looked at him like this, which made him very angry.

Fang Zichen was going to Xiapingcun Mountain to inspect and confirm again. The good boy hadn't seen him for a few days and was very clingy to him. Brother Zhao let Zhang Quan watch and followed Fang Zichen up the mountain eagerly.

Fang Zichen took out the chicken he bought in Anping County in the morning: "Smash it, here it is."

The boy was so happy: "Thank you, father, I love you."

Brother Zhao glanced at him and said nothing, with a smile on his face. With obvious expectation, when he saw that Fang Zichen made no move and only looked at the road seriously as usual, he frowned, elbowed Fang Zichen, and called him unhappily: "Husband."

"What are you doing?"

Brother Zhao didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Fang Zichen saw that his face was getting rounder with anger, and he couldn't help laughing a few times. Brother Zhao's heart started to beat loudly, and he went to touch him, and sure enough he found a package of something on his waist.

It's dried fruit.

Fang Zichen took his hand, kissed him, and said softly: "I haven't forgotten you, you are my big baby."

Brother Zhao felt sweet in his heart, and there was warmth in the corners of his brows and eyes.

The good boy was holding half a chicken and gnawing at it. His whole little face was so oily that Fang Zichen even looked at it funny.

After once again determining the place to be blasted and surveying it again, Fang Zichen went back.

The villagers in Xiaping Village were stunned. Why did the prefect just leave like this? It's like playing around, why don't you wait for them to go up and flatter you or something?

But the next day everyone discovered that all the Imperial Guards with swords had been mobilized.

When we arrived at noon, all the horses of the Imperial Guard were loaded with things. We couldn't tell what they were, but we knew that the prefect had finally made some move and was probably going to dig the mountain.

But the mountain is so big, what can we do if we just ask dozens of people to go there?

Some people wanted to follow them to have a look, but were driven back by the guards.

Neither Brother Zhao nor Fang Zichen allowed them to follow them, and they stopped when they arrived at Xiaping Village.

Before going up the mountain, Fang Zichen looked serious and cautious: "The artillery fire is about to begin. Send four people to guard the foot of the mountain. No common people are allowed to enter within half a kilometer."

Zhang Quan: "..."

Even now, he still can't guess It was revealed to Fang Zichen what exactly he wanted to do. He wanted to move the mountain, so he brought two hoes and a heavy piece of iron sheet. It was as if he was going to make a joke, but he didn't let anyone get close to him. Could it be that he was afraid of being embarrassed?

If the water can't be diverted, it's really embarrassing if you think about it. The battle is too big. These villages have made a lot of money by digging river channels. Everyone knows that Fang Zichen is a good person and is devoted to the people. It really can't be diverted. No one will say anything, but those people outside don't know how to laugh and ridicule! Master and servant, Zhang Quan is actually ready to be embarrassed with Fang Zichen.

When the old, weak, women and children in the village who couldn't do heavy work knew that Fang Zichen was out, they all ran out of the village to take a look. Even the men who worked were impatient and wanted to see what was going on, but they were stopped before they even got close to the foot of the mountain.

The Fourth Imperial Guard followed the instructions and set up a cordon with red hemp rope.

Brother Zhao clenched his fists and stared at the mountain, feeling uncontrollably nervous.

Tie Da came over and wanted to get some news, but Brother Zhao had no time to pay attention to him.

The good boy blinked his big eyes, clenched his fists, and vowed: "The pioneer grandfather and uncles always secretly said that my father was just messing around. Some good boys are the smartest and know that their father can do it. Now my father will send out the birds and wait until he comes down the mountain. It's about to explode."

Tieda: "..."

I couldn't understand anything, so I knew this kid was boasting again.

Although they were not allowed to get close, everyone did not leave. They stood at the foot of the mountain tacitly and tacitly, watching all the time, feeling inexplicably nervous but with a trace of unspeakable hope.

It's just that the prefect made it look too similar.

However, after waiting for more than an hour, there was still no movement on the mountain.

No one could tell whether it was disappointment or something else, but they just felt a little empty and a little uncomfortable.

The work had been delayed for a long time. Tieda shook his head slightly, sighed deeply, and said: "Everyone go back to work..."

Before the last word could be spoken, a loud bang suddenly came from the mountain.

The sound was loud, deafening and resounded through the sky, like thunder exploding in the ears. Before everyone could realize what was going on, a second and third sound rang out quickly.

Brother Zhao's body swayed, and he could clearly feel that the ground beneath his feet seemed to be undulating, and the small stones on the ground were beating.

A few timid ones were so frightened that they peed on the spot, dripping.

A huge plume of smoke rose from the mountain, and everyone heard the sound of thunder, which was the sound of small stones falling to the ground.

The explosion sounded for a moment before it stopped. After a complete silence, everyone was still stunned in place, with their ears ringing.

There was obviously no movement on the mountain, so why was it still so loud?

Oh, it's not the sound on the mountain, it's their heart beating so hard.

Everyone's mouths were open, their mouths felt dry, and their expressions were full of shock, surprise, and disbelief.

Everyone was shocked and speechless. Even Brother Zhao's heart was beating hard.

This explosive was so loud, ten times louder than the fireworks they set off in the village that year.

Not only everyone in Xiaping Village heard it, but even the farther away Ronghe Village heard it.

What is this sound?

The sky is clear and there is no thunder!

What happened?

The sound seemed to be coming from Xiaping Village above...

Thinking of Fang Zichen leading the imperial guards to Xiaping Village today, everyone looked at each other, then thought of something, suddenly threw away their hoes and ran to Xiaping Village.

Fang Zichen led Zhang Quan and more than 20 people down the mountain in disgrace.

They looked miserable, but no one looked injured.

Brother Zhao ran over as soon as he saw his figure, and the good boy Le Dian Dian followed: "Husband, what's wrong with you, are you okay!"

Fang Zichen shook his head, picked up the good boy, and became distressed after the good boy wiped his face. He said: "It's okay, it's just something went wrong. The explosive power of this explosive is not very good. I have to improve it when I get back."

Zhang Quan: "..."

All the Imperial Guards: "... ··"

After hearing this, everyone had difficulty swallowing.

After walking down the mountain for almost two sticks of incense, everyone still couldn't recover from the scene that shocked their hearts to pieces.

What the hell is that?

At the first touch of fire, it ignited, and then, such a big and hard stone was blown to pieces.

At first, everyone buried explosives and dug trenches according to Fang Zichen's instructions. Fang Zichen stretched the line of fire as far away as possible, and then asked them who could run faster.

Naturally, it's Zhang Quan.

Then the fire line was lit, and a group of people hid in a ditch in the distance, covering their heads with a big iron sheet. The guards looked out from the crack, and saw the fire line hissing, burning at an extremely fast speed, and then , a scene that made their three views come together appeared. The big stone mountain was exploded and cracked. Not to mention, the smallest mountain in front of the big stone mountain suddenly vibrated violently twice, like the stomach exhaling, and then was caught off guard. It exploded without warning, the sound shook the surrounding areas, gravel flew out, and a thick cloud of dust hit them with lightning speed, and then the situation outside was unknown. When they came out and looked again, the original hill The head collapsed—razed to the ground.

The things they buried were so small that they were as thick as an arm and as long as an arm. Although they buried a little more, how could they blow up the mountain?

Such a high hill!

How could it collapse in an instant?

How?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it.

It's so amazing, it's so amazing, it's almost unbelievable.

The hole had not been blasted out of the Dashi Mountain yet. Fang Zichen was in a hurry to go back and improve the explosives, but Brother Zhao stayed behind.

The rubble that had been blown up from the mountain needed to be moved away, but before Brother Zhao gave any instructions, Tieda followed a group of villagers and rushed up the mountain.

When they arrived, everyone was stunned and shocked.

There was originally a hill next to the foot of Dashi Mountain.

It is not too small to say that it is small, but it is shorter than the big stone mountain. Originally, the pestle stood there, with the rugged rocks, and it was quite indestructible. But now...

After the shock and consternation, everyone began to be ecstatic.

It was the prefect who did it. The prefect only brought more than twenty people up the mountain. Within two hours,... this man was more powerful than an animal!

The magistrate is really capable. He blew up and flattened the mountain that had trapped them for generations. He could really draw the water. The river was not dug in vain.

First, they also scolded the magistrate. Their daughter married out of the village a few years ago. She was a hawker who used to sell goods like this. She was from Anping County next door. Although she was from the same village, the conditions were better than those in the village. It's better. People of a few sizes can eat meat two or three times a year. I haven't come back to visit my parents for many years. This year I rarely came back, so I brought a little piglet with me. The whole village went to watch the fun. The pig last month He had a name, Fang Zichen, and when the villagers got free time, they would always go out of the pig pen and yell at the pigs.

But no one has scolded me in the past month.

Now that they think of what they have done, everyone in the village is ashamed. Some of those who scolded him harshly at the beginning started to slap their mouths.

I didn't realize just now that the prefect has left. If the empress comes over tomorrow, she will have to kneel down and kowtow to apologize.

When there is water, the fields will no longer be dry. From now on, everyone can plant crops, cultivate the land, and have enough to eat.

Golden ears of rice, green vegetable fields, fertile land...

everyone's hearts were filled with joy and longing in an instant.

Some old men and women even shed tears on the spot. They had suffered all their lives and thought that their children and grandchildren would be like them in the future. Now they finally have hope.

Li Yisheng is in charge of Xiaping Village. He didn't recruit the children or old people in the van. They will rush down the mountain now, carrying dustpans and shovels. The men can go build the river. They will come here.

How can this be done?

Before Li Yisheng and Brother Zhao could speak, the old woman, whose teeth were about to fall out, spoke first.

Why not?

Children in the village begin to learn to work from adults when they are two or three years old, and they can go to work in the fields at the age of five or six. Although their elders are old bones, they are also awesome people. As long as they can't die, they will die. Ligan, a farmer, can work as long as he has his breath.

Besides, where can I sit when I go home now? If the water is brought over earlier, it can be directed to the fields earlier. Although sweet potatoes have been planted in some fields at the moment, there are no rice seeds at home, and they have no dry fields. It's probably too late to build the field ridges to block water, but it's probably too late to plant crops, but if there is water, the sweet potatoes planted this year will definitely be good.

Everyone seems to have endless energy when working.

I usually have pain in my feet and back, but miraculously, the pain is gone now. My legs and feet are more flexible, my waist is no longer protruding, and my chest is no longer tight.

Children also know things well and do their work seriously without being urged by adults.

Seeing this, Li Yisheng didn't stop him.

There's no point in trying to stop him, he'll still be stared at - Mr. Li, do you look down on me, an old man? Let me tell you, if it's not me, the old man, I'll swing my fist at you! You still have to go to hell!

Li Yisheng has been hanging out with them for almost a month, and no one is afraid of him. They know that this person is not prone to beating and scolding others, so they dare to joke with him.

It was Master Li who said this again and again, which made Li Yisheng feel a little ashamed.

But thinking about how the villagers looked at him with admiration and adoration when Fang Zichen came down the mountain just now, Li Yisheng felt that his brother was really powerful and powerful.

Ronghe Village and Xiaping Village, which are close to Dashi Mountain, are full of trust in Fang Zichen at the moment. They are busy digging river channels for finishing work and helping to 'move mountains'. No one remembers to notify the next few villages.

Fang Zichen was busy making explosives, and his colleagues were busy giving him discounts and asking him to pay attention.

Fang Zichen was too busy. He originally wanted to put these things aside for a while and finish the work in Anhe County, but when he heard the news from Shunan, Fang Zichen was furious. , punched the table.

Arrogant.

How arrogant.

Dare to speak arrogantly to him, the dignified boss of Yizhou, these people really don't know what to say, they are probably so proud that they don't even know their parents' names.

The two hundred soldiers who were dispatched failed to capture the bandits. Those bandits were all forced to go up the mountain after they couldn't survive in the village. The villagers didn't have any skills. They could just swing their hoes and sickles and they were told to follow them. When the officers and soldiers of Quzhou, who were skilled in fists, kicks and cat kung fu, faced each other, they should have only been beaten, but this time the soldiers of Quzhou were beaten back, and both officers and soldiers were admitted to the hospital.

The bandits were very familiar with the terrain in the Western Mountains and Longhu Mountains in southern Sichuan. As soon as the officers and soldiers passed by, they jumped into the mountains. Like a fish entering the water or a monkey entering the mountain, they disappeared without a trace. Their dens were very hidden. , No matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find them. As soon as the officers and soldiers left, they started to jump out and "rob homes and houses" again. The officers and soldiers heard the wind and hurried over, but the people hid in the mountains again.

Fang Zichen committed suicide, and Yang Chengfeng had no choice but to follow the officers and soldiers in an ambush around Longhu Mountain. Finally, he crouched down until the bandits came down the mountain. They faced him head-on. After a few blows, the bandits retreated into the mountain. The officers and soldiers chased after him. Someone made dumplings.

This group of bandits came from the village. They originally started doing this knife-edge job just to make a living. They were not afraid of robbing for the first time.

Those who are doing business are all big men. In the past, when they met, they would not dare to look at them. Although businessmen, farmers, and merchants were considered lowly, here in Quzhou, those who have money are the big men, and they bring guards and luck. He didn't dare to take action for the first time, but he couldn't help it. The parents, daughter-in-law and children at home were about to starve to death, so they gritted their teeth and rushed out.

That desperate ruthlessness, the young boy and the untrained, tough-looking guard were no match for him, they were beaten with hoes and fled.

Then the bandits discovered that the other party didn't seem to be that powerful! Normally, he walks with his head held high and his chest high and arrogant, but now he is holding his head under their wooden sticks and crying for his father and mother.

After tasting the sweetness, after the first time, there was a second time, and the back was gone, and the conscience was gone. It was not enough to grab the goods. When I saw a beautiful girl, I even raped him to the mountain.

The land is king, and after the team grows, ordinary people dare not provoke them, but the government is dispatched, but one after another they cannot stop them. The bandits feel more and more powerful that they can stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun in the sky, and talk to the bastard in the sea. .

Some merchants had no choice but to 'come to their door' with gifts to please them. After being complimented for more than ten years, no one dared to touch them. Now Fang Zichen sent troops to suppress the bandits. The bandits thought that Fang Zichen was just looking for a fight, so they said harsh words ——Prefect? What kind of magistrate? Bah, a mere magistrate dares to provoke them. Now that they are not angry, he can either pay for his troops and retreat, so that everyone can stay safe, or, don't blame them for being ruthless and ruthless, and kill them all.

In Quzhou City, I respect you, you are a prefect, but southern Shu is their territory, let alone a prefect, even if you are a dragon or a tiger, you have to squat for them when you get to their land. .

It was so arrogant and unpleasant that the officers and soldiers who came back to report it did not dare to follow the original words, so they 'embellished' them.

Fang Zichen didn't mind the insults, but just one sentence made him angry.

——Destroy his whole family! !

These words were even more irritating to Fang Zichen than scolding his eighteenth generation ancestors or calling him an idiot.

A surge of anger surged up almost uncontrollably.

These bandits are the first people who dare to say harsh words to him at this age.

The officers and soldiers saw that Fang Zichen was so angry that he seemed to be unable to breathe. Their eyes were full of coldness and gloom, and they were frightened.

This magistrate is even more terrifying and timid than the previous officials.

"Sir, do you want to send more troops to reinforce? We..."

A 'click' sound interrupted his words. The officers and soldiers trembled, looked up cautiously and warily, and saw Fang Zichen forcefully Break off a corner of the desk.

Where did you buy this table?

Don't make it out of old rotten wood!

"I've given the order, let's leave this matter alone for now." Fang Zichen leaned back in his chair, his voice was cold and calm, almost gritting his teeth: "Let them be arrogant for a while! If the Japanese officer doesn't go there in person, I want to take a look. Who will destroy the whole family? In my territory, I will not tolerate their arrogance. "

Now that two hundred people are still fighting against a hundred people, if we send people over again, if a few hundred people can capture the bandits, It doesn't sound good either. If he can't be captured, he will be embarrassed himself - a ruthless general will send out good soldiers, but the people under the prefect are useless. It seems that the prefect is not that good either!

The officers and soldiers had just come out of the yamen, and were about to go to Shunan to inform, but they had not even mounted their horses. A group of imperial guards came out of the yamen with a huff, took their horses, and hurried down to various villages.

All villages and teams must speed up the process and must complete the project within four days without any delay.

Chapter 366

Brother Zhao was a little stunned when he heard the news.

Now the entire river is almost ready to be connected. Originally, the river was divided into nine sections and then distributed to various villages below.

They are almost connected now, but the finishing work will take about seven or eight days according to the schedule.

It was completed in four days, which was really a bit rushed.

In the evening, Brother Zhao took his boy back to his house and saw Fang Zichen playing with two little guys in the yard, holding one on the left and the other on the right, kissing this one and kissing that one. The two little guys' faces were as tender as jelly. They kissed each other. I feel so happy when I get up.

Gungun's balls were round and round, very festive. He was kicking his legs, his face turned red from being kissed, and he kept laughing, looking very excited.

Brother Zhao washed his hands and teased him a bit. Xiaofeng went to the kitchen to get some food. The good boy wolfed it down. Xiaofeng touched his head and said, "Eat slowly."

The good boy lifted up his clothes. With his belly exposed: "Brother Xiaofeng, my dear boy's belly is a little flat. He can't slow down."

Xiaofeng touched it and found that it was indeed a bit flat, but he was not fooled. This kid smelled like chicken, and his clothes The sleeves are so oily that they reflect light!

Brother Zhao pinched the fleshy back of Dandan's hand and asked, "Husband, has something happened?"

Fang Zichen said in a few words.

Brother Zhao frowned.

The good boy didn't even bother to eat the snacks, clenching his fists.

"A bunch of bad guys, father, kill them, kill them, the bad guys will be beaten."

"Yeah!" Fang Zichen was also angry, clenched his fists, veins popped out on his forehead, and shook his fist: "When we are done here, father Just go over and kill them, damn, let them know how powerful I am."

The good boy jumped up and down: "Enemies, take them away, raid their lair, and restore peace to the world."

"Okay, father, I will kill you then. I won't leave them alone."

"Take them, try them."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao looked at the older and the younger, who were more than ten years apart, but he was very surprised. They have a common language, and they look excited now, as if they have drunk several kilograms of wine. The bandits seem to be like chickens and dogs in their eyes now, and there is nothing to fear. In the past, bandits were easily captured.

"Husband," Brother Zhao was a little worried. In his mind, bandits were not easy to deal with, so he was worried: "I will go with you then."

Fang Zichen understood him: "I will just take my son with me. "Yes ."

Brother Zhao frowned: "But..."

"Don't worry, you know who I am." If he gets there and finds that he can't do it, he will definitely withdraw. You are young and you are not tired of living yet, so you cannot die. Fang Zichen said: "I have something else for you to help with then!"

Brother Zhao also knew that Fang Zichen was tight-lipped and never did anything he was unsure about, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zichen gave the child to Xiao Fenghe Guaizi took care of him and took Brother Zhao into the study.

Fang Zichen was followed by Uncle Tang every step of the way. He was very studious and eager to learn. Now he had a clear idea of ​​where and what was produced, what was grown, and what geological features were in the entire Qian Continent.

Brother Zhao took the book he handed over and read it carefully for a while before saying in surprise: "Husband, you want to build a factory in Anping County? What is a factory?"

Fang Zichen choked and started to explain.

Brother Zhao listened carefully, and then his eyes lit up: "Don't worry, husband, I will definitely take care of this for you."

Before, Brother Zhao would not have been so loud, but this month, Anhe County has been He was responsible for and followed up on all the river affairs, and nothing went wrong. Fang Zichen always praised him at every opportunity. Brother Zhao was already drifting. He felt that Daxia could hardly accommodate him. It was just a factory. It was trivial. .

Fang Zichen hugged him, buried his face in his neck, took two deep breaths, and then pressed his forehead against Brother Zhao: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Brother Zhao hugged him. The waist: "I like it. I'm happy to be able to help my husband, but do we need to be in such a hurry?"

"It can't be done without rushing!" Fang Zichen said sadly.

After learning that the former prefect had dismissed the soldiers protecting the city, Fang Zichen immediately sent several soldiers from the Qin family to Jizhou to investigate.

Jizhou is the prefecture and county on the edge of Daxia, and the Northwest Army is stationed here. Jizhou Wanping County, Nanhe County, and Jilin City are connected with small countries such as Dayuan, Beiqi, and Beimang. There are constant conflicts. The soldiers of the Qin family He left quickly, and the news that came back made Fang Zichen a little restless.

Dayuan has been very close to Beiqi in recent times.

What is this for?

If Da Yuan cannot capture Da Xia on his own, will he think of joining forces with Beiqi and other small countries?

Put yourself in another person's shoes. If he couldn't defeat the other party's ideas, Fang Zichen felt that he must seek foreign aid. At this time, several countries have not joined forces. Either the conditions have not been negotiated, or they are making preparations, or these small countries are against Daxia had some scruples and was undecided for a while.

These small countries are so annoying that they have been 'harassing' Daxia for the past hundred years. Before the Zhou family army was here, they were scared of being beaten and submitted a letter of surrender. They had been good for many years, but now they are jumping around. The small army has been there all the time. Active on the border.

There is no fight now, and Fang Zichen doesn't think they have put down the butcher's knife. Dayuan was just beaten by the Northwest Army the year before last, and he may have suffered some losses. Now he may be recharging his strength and wait for the injury to heal before fighting again!

It has to be done!

As for the Northwest Army... Fang Zichen always feels that it is a bit unreliable. If he could, he would not let those small countries provoke him for so long. Last year, he let the Great Plains soldiers come to his home. The reserve army must be recruited as soon as possible, otherwise If something happens, he will probably not be able to escape the blame. He will have to stay here for five years! But we can't let people run wild on his land.

...

The top people say they need to rush the work, but the people below don't have any objections.

Other villages didn't know about Fang Zichen's bombing of the mountain, but they were paid nine cents a day, their one-hour break at noon every day was shortened, and their off-duty hours were also extended. On average, they had to work for more than an hour every day, and no one had any complaints. After all, if you go to town to find work, your daily wage is only seven or eight cents, and food is not included.

Not to mention Ronghe Village and Xiaping Village. Everyone wanted to work overtime and day and night to dig out the river channel and remove the rocks, so that the prefect could come over and blast the mountains quickly.

In the past, the elders in the village always stood at the foot of the big stone mountain during the autumn harvest every year, looking at the big stone mountain and sighing - the big stone mountain trapped them here. It would be great if they could be dug out, leveled and the water brought over.

Bringing water here has been the thought of more than ten generations!

It's going to happen, it's finally going to happen.

Hurry, hurry, two days later, after the explosives were made again, Fang Zichen led the imperial guards up the mountain again.

On the 12th, the entire river was finally completed.

Villagers from all villages, old and young, were standing by the river - a notice came out saying that the gorge was officially opened today.

The leader obviously thought that this was impossible, but now, he could not control his desire... Maybe it could really be done?

But when I thought about it this way, I felt funny again.

While they were looking forward to it, their rationality reminded them, how is it possible? The prefect is young and doesn't know how hard and high the big rock mountain is. How can they not know? They also started dreaming in broad daylight.

But even though they thought so, everyone didn't move. They all looked in the direction of Ronghe Village, staring intently, with a hint of expectation in the depths of their eyes.

Xingping Village is adjacent to Ronghe Village, and Ronghe Village is higher upstream.

All the sculptures are the same. It's not very hot now, but everyone's palms are sweaty.

Until the afternoon, two guardsmen came running from both sides of the river upstream, one on the left and one on the right. He

yelled sternly:

"The upstream is about to be diverted. After a hundred breaths, no one is allowed to approach within two meters of the river. The upstream is about to be diverted. After one hundred breaths, no one is allowed to approach within two meters of the river."

The Imperial Guard shouted at them, and then Notice all the way down again.

The people of Xingping Village saw their people leaving with their hearts pounding.

Just a few words, but they couldn't understand it.

Some people murmured as if they had swallowed sand in their throats.

"Drainage? Is it true or not? Is that what my old man means?"

"I don't know!"

"It's at this point, the officials can't lie to us!"

"Young man, don't rely on the river too much. " It's so close, why are you jumping down? Come up, come up."

"Third uncle, you are confused, why do you still believe it? I guess another official will come down later and say that the diversion failed, let's fight. Where are you going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves came again.

Common people: "..."

Erwazi really got it right.

The prefect made it so real that they almost believed it.

When everyone is disappointed and frustrated.

The Praetorian Guard spoke.

The upstream river is about to be diverted, and a final warning is that no idlers are allowed to approach or approach the river.

It's not that the drainage failed...

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked in the direction of Ronghe Village. With their heartbeats beating violently, they silently counted the time in their hearts.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Just after counting to fifty, there was a violent sound from ahead.

The people looked for fame, and then their pupils shrank sharply.

At the corner of the river ahead, a huge reddish-brown stream carrying loess suddenly appeared and poured into their field of vision. Like a waterfall, the giant stream poured down from the upper reaches. The falling water stirred up water waves more than three meters high, and then headed towards them like thousands of troops. Rushing forward, the water breaks through the waves, overwhelming and unstoppable, as if it wants to swallow everything.

While the rumbling sound was slapping the shore, it was also shaking the hearts of the people watching. Everyone's throats felt as if someone had strangled them hard, and the whole person was so shocked that they were stiff and unable to make even a small sound. .

Many people in the village could not forget this scene until their death.

Their village, Xingping, had been drought-stricken for several generations. For almost three hundred years, it finally had water.

The water is flowing! ! !

The water is flowing.

Their Xingping Village has access to water, God is wise!

The people were in tears.

...

Brother Zhao also came with Guaizai, Xiaofeng and Uncle Tang. Li Yisheng and Master Li were also there.

At this moment, they were standing at the foot of the mountain with the villagers of Ronghe Village and Xiaping Village, watching the river rushing down the mountain. The surrounding villagers were kneeling on the ground and crying with joy. The crying made their noses feel sore. .

Before Fang Zichen came down from the mountain, someone stumbled to Brother Zhao with red eyes and knelt down.

"Mr. Fang, I'm a stupid old man. I don't know what to say. Thank you and sir, thank you!"

Brother Zhao hurriedly helped him: "Old man, please get up quickly."

Many people around him also wanted to kneel down, and someone suddenly shouted : "Master Fang is coming down the mountain."

The villagers gathered around them, but Fang Zichen couldn't bear the enthusiasm. If he had another partner, he would have said, "What's the use of words? Come with something practical!" 'I'll have to bear it.

Fang Zichen put his hands behind his back and said righteously: "Don't be so polite, this is what I should do." He suddenly paused, his eyes turned cold, and he looked at Tieda: "Uncle, what is the name of your pig? Tieda

was so excited that he couldn't control his expression, and he replied nonchalantly: "It, it...it's called Tieda."

Fang Zichen snorted and said nothing. If he hadn't worn a red scarf for two years, he would have been there. Laxatives were put into the well in Xiaping Village, and if they didn't poop out their intestines, he wouldn't even have a surname of Fang.

The people hurriedly ran home and came out again carrying their things. The river was successfully diverted. The prefect was afraid that he would not come again. Dry Island was far away from the village, so he might not be able to see him next time.

Everyone wanted to give something back. The poor ones would get a basket of sweet potatoes, and the better ones would add a few eggs.

There were even Master Li. Seeing the gratitude of the people, Brother Zhao suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

When Xiaofeng came, he took a carriage, this time loaded with sweet potatoes. Fang Zichen didn't want it either, but he was so enthusiastic! I really couldn't shirk it, so I kept stuffing it into him.

The carriage was far away, and some people who had gone back to get the sweet potatoes earlier were too slow to send them out before they had time to send them out. Now they were chasing after them, shouting loudly: "Master Fang, Master Fang."

This voice was sharp and sad, but It seemed like someone was going to give him a gift, but rather like someone was going to send him to a funeral.

Uncle Tang watched for a while before putting down the car curtain.

When he came to the village today, everyone knew that he was from Fang Zichen's house, and they treated him kindly and respectfully.

This kind of respect is different from the kind of respect everyone showed him when he was out in the capital and Hengyang. The kind of respect before was out of fear of him, but now this kind of respect is sincere.

The driest southern part of Anhe County was flooded, and word spread like the wind.

People in the town still don't believe it. How is this possible?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

It's a great spread! It sounds like it's true.

No, I will take a look with my own eyes. I went to Fangniu Village, which is closest to the county seat. A river meanders through the village. The turbid water at the beginning has now become clear. There are many villagers digging small ditches beside the river. Water was being pumped into the fields, and several women were washing clothes nearby, all with smiles on their faces. The sadness and numbness of the past were no longer there.

The people in the town do not believe in evil and insist on seeing it with their own eyes. Now that they saw it with their own eyes, they felt amazing. They asked a fellow villager how the river water was drawn.

The fellow laughed and said, "Of course it was the prefect who caused it."

"How did the prefect do it?"

"You have to ask the prefect about this. How could I know? If I had known, it would have been eight hundred years earlier. "

Someone is really curious! I ran down to Pingcun and couldn't find anything out from the villagers, so I went up the mountain in twos and threes and saw a big hole blown out at the bottom of the big rock mountain, as if it had been stabbed through.

There were a few people from Pingcun walking around nearby. They were so busy that they came here every now and then to take a look, for fear that the big hole would be blocked.

At this moment, I started chatting with a few people in the town.

"This is where we are standing! There is a mountain ahead of us."

The man looked around: "Where is the mountain? Where have you been? Have you gone to visit relatives?"

"Young master, you are really good at joking. You were bombed by the prefect. It was flattened in just one afternoon. That hole was also blown up by the magistrate." He imitated what Guaizi said the other day: "Well, isn't the magistrate so awesome?"

"Why did you blow it up? What did you use to blow it up?" The man was curious about this. "I don't know! We were at the foot of the mountain that day, and we heard a loud bang like thunder on the mountain

. Oh my god, the sound was so loud that several timid men in our village peed on the spot."

The more I listen to the Master, the more divine I feel.

Damn it.

I was curious before I came.

I was even more curious when I came.

This matter was a sensation in Anhe County, and everyone was talking about it.

But this incident also let everyone know that the new prefect is capable and good, and he is willing to do things for their people.

The sacks and sickles at home should be put away, and good officials will not be beaten.

Several magistrates and wealthy gentry from around Anhe County wanted to visit, but were told that the prefect was no longer in Anhe County.

Brother Zhao took Uncle Tang, Xiaofeng and Gungundan to Anping County. Anhe County was their first shot when they first arrived. There were countless people watching from the front. When they went out now, there were not so many people. I thought about beating them.

But if you want to change everyone's ideas, this battle alone is not enough. Some people have deep-rooted ideas. Brother Zhao still brought ten imperial guards this time.

They are all old, weak, women and children, and they have no choice.

...

Shu'an is three days' journey from Anhe County, and Fang Zichen took the remaining twenty imperial guards and thirty Qin family troops to hunt horses in southern Shu.

The good boy sat in his arms, grabbing a big steamed bun and eating it deliciously.

"Father, you really can't have one?"

Fang Zichen: "...I just ate three."

"Father, you have a bad appetite!" said the boy worriedly.

Shi Linjie next to him couldn't stand it anymore. He was a soldier of the Qin family. He had been staying in Quzhou City for a long time. After he came to Anhe County, he went to manage another village. He didn't know Guaizi very well.

"Young master, didn't you say you have a bad appetite today?"

"Hey, my dear boy is going to do something big. He won't be able to see his father and brother for several days. My dear boy is not happy." He wailed and took another bite of the bun. : "Good boy, if he's not happy, he won't have much appetite."

Shi Linjie's face was hard to describe: "But, but... you just ate three buns."

"Good boy, how many three buns did you eat before? "I need two more bowls of rice," said the boy.

Shi Linjie: "..."

It's really terrible.

He glanced at Fang Zichen almost with pity.

Approaching southern Shu, Fang Zichen asked the Qin soldiers to drive the nine carriages they brought into the city in batches.

Southern Shu is considered rich in terms of Ganzhou. At least the town here seems to be slightly better than Anhe and Anping counties, and the least number of people starve to death every year.

Most of the merchants in the south of Quzhou took the Shunan official road to Qinzhou and other places to do business, so the entire Shunan town was more "prosperous".

Merchants in Quzhou are not very rich. They basically do small business, earning two to three hundred taels a year. They usually escort goods into the city, and are usually escorted by eight or nine boys. It is unusual for a big businessman to be able to use a dozen guards and two or three carriages.

But these days are different.

In Shunan County, a total of three big businessmen came one after the other, with several carriages. The two teams that came first looked wealthy at first glance, and the guards were all on horses. One of the businessmen was wearing a Two big gold teeth. The last team to come seems to be a father and son. Judging from their clothes, they look like they are not very rich, but judging from their appearance and body shape, they would not look like this if they have not eaten hundreds of kilograms of pork. , that head, you can't grow that tall just by eating vegetables, and that face, with cold white skin and handsome appearance, does not look like someone raised in an ordinary family.

Banditry is rampant in the Longhu Mountain area, and many businessmen pretend to be poor because the bandits are now rich and stylish, and they no longer look down on ordinary small fish and shrimps, so they just grab the big ones.

The father and son may also want to "pretend", but he is so handsome that people look at him eagerly wherever he goes.

At this moment, the father and son went to the small vendor on the roadside and ordered two bowls of noodle soup. The little kid huffed and ate a few mouthfuls, and then he wanted to drink the soup from the bowl, but accidentally spilled it on his clothes.

"Ah! Father, it's so hot! It's so hot!" The little kid jumped up.

His father hurriedly took off the outer clothes for him, and then heard the gasping sound of the person next to him, so he hurriedly put it back on the little kid.

At first, everyone thought that the short little kid looked cute, but something was wrong. His neck stretched forward when he walked, like a hunchback, and it seemed like something was hanging on it, making it so heavy that he couldn't straighten his little neck. I understand.

Can it not sink?

The neck is thin and small, but there are three longevity locks hanging on it. They are all yellow and look like they are made of pure gold. I am afraid they are not light!

The father and son lost their money and didn't even bother to eat the soup and noodles, so they hurriedly returned to the inn.

Longhu Mountain.

In the hall, the head of the family was drinking a small drink. On the open space below, several girls wearing only red bellybands were dancing there like gods. The younger ones next to them were looking down at the exposed slender waist. .

Several girls were dancing, twisting their little waists left and right, which made people's hearts feel hot. The boss waved to one girl. The girl paused and walked over with her whole body trembling. When someone came closer, the boss grabbed her. Pulling him into his arms, he kept sniffing at the person's neck like a dog.

"Ah! It smells so good! Little beauty, you just twisted really well! My heart is itching just looking at it, please let me love and care for you! Hahaha..."

The girl was pressed to the table, Her face was as white as paper, and she suddenly felt a rough hand on her waist moving up her waistline. Her mind went blank, and huge fear hung over her head like a spider web. She resisted violently.

"Don't...don't..."

She accidentally scratched the side of the head's neck, which was so hot that she slapped him in the face.

The girl fell to the ground, her ears buzzing. Before she could get up, she was kicked again in the stomach.

"You fucking stinky bitch, you are so shameless. I have played with you so many times, and you still fucking put her here to pretend to be a chaste and martyr woman for me."

Just as she was about to kick her again, someone ran in from outside. boy.

"The boss."

"What's going on? You're in a panic." The boss stood up and said, "What kind of prefect has sent someone here again? He didn't listen to those words last time! It's just the right time for me to come. I've been using my sword for a long time. No more blood.

"It's not this, it's the big fish."

"Oh?" The boss was happy and sat back again: "Tell me carefully."

"There are three big men in Shunan Town. They must be from other places. They look quite rich. They have three cars. The two masters and the guards were all riding horses. The one at the back wanted to pretend to be poor, but he couldn't escape the sharp eyes of his subordinates. The man's son had three big gold locks hanging around his neck, one of which was The two subordinates looked at it, and it was worth hundreds of taels. "This guy is also a bandit, but he usually "looks for customers" in the town. He has a sharp eye and is very accurate in finding big fish. It's definitely a big fish.

The boss was excited, but he was not stupid. He asked carefully again, wiped the sword with a cloth, and hesitated: "Is there something wrong?"

Three big households appeared at once. No matter how you think about it, it's a bit fishy.

Everyone knows that there are many obstacles in the way in southern Sichuan. Some small merchants have no choice but to go here. Those big merchants have a lot of goods on deposit. They would rather spend more money than take a detour. What will happen? Suddenly three came?

"It should be no problem, they didn't come into the city at the same time." The young man reported: "And I heard their accents are different."

The boss was still a little hesitant.

The boy felt a little disdainful. Now that the head of the family has come up, he has completely lost his elegance in the past. Now he is only thinking about the head and tail.

"Dadang" the young man began to persuade: "You are just too worried. Let's not say whether it is a scam. Even if it is, so what. Now in the whole of Quzhou, there are only some soldiers in Quzhou City. But look at Qian'er, The magistrate sent someone over, but he couldn't stand us anymore and was beaten to a pulp by us. The subordinates looked at it, and the soldiers in Quzhou were like that. At this time, the two masters brought many guards, maybe no one thought We are the ones who have to work, so we are not afraid of us if we bring guards, so that's why we left here."

The boss thought, and it seemed right, why did he get so scared just now?

It's not a big deal if it's really a trap. He's not even afraid of the prefect, so why should he be afraid? In southern Sichuan, it's him, Yu Daniu, who has the final say.

The brothers below also agreed and said they would do it.

There are only three ways out of Shunan.

Either go from Longhu Mountain, or go to Xishan, or go to the hilly mountain.

However, the official road is from Longhu Mountain, and the other two mountains are trails, and you have to take a little more distance there.

The boss immediately sent a message to the second and third brothers on the two hills below. This was a big fish. It was better to kill it by mistake than to miss it.

Two days later, news came back from the secret line in Shunan Town that the first master was out of town.

Yu Daniu hurriedly took his brothers down the mountain to ambush him, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't even see a hair. In the afternoon, people came from the hillside and said that the old man had passed by them.

"Did you grab the chariot and horses? What kind of goods were held in the car?"

The boy who sent the message said that he didn't grab it.

When they stopped, the other party's master and two servants seemed to be frightened, and they kept throwing things at them. However, the guards reacted quickly, started fighting with them, entangled them, and let the carriage go.

"Big Boss, those guards must have been trained to hit people hard! Fortunately, the Third Boss saw that the situation was not right and asked the younger brothers to withdraw. Otherwise, I am afraid that many people will be maimed now." After hearing this

, the Big Boss With these words, the inexplicable insecurity in Xiangtou's heart instantly disappeared.

No wonder they dared to go to their territory. I guess they hired people from the escort agency outside, so they were not afraid of them anymore.

But no matter how powerful the opponent is, if you can't defeat them, why can't you run away? Once they enter the mountain, the other party won't be able to find them.

"It doesn't matter if we can't stop them, aren't there still two caravans left?"

Of the three big fish, one is missing, so just keep the remaining two.

The boss thought well and didn't feel bad. Anyway, they had robbed a lot over the years, and with the filial piety of some of the merchants below, the money was enough for them to spend most of their lives.

But in the end, none of the last two big fish remained.

The human guards dragged them, first escorting the carriage, and then ran away on their own horses. Their two legs could not outrun their four legs, and they could only watch helplessly as the fat that reached their mouths flew away.

Chapter 367

In the previous interception of , the boss rushed up and was hit several times by a little kid with no teeth. It looked like it should be filled with water, but it didn't look like it, but it was just a small bottle with water in it. 'Water' also has some strong meaty aroma.

The goods were not delivered, and the boss was cursing all the way back.

In the evening, I dragged another girl into the room and worked hard until midnight. I was sleeping soundly in the morning! There was a sudden commotion outside.

Yu Daniu got angry, cursed her mother again, put on her pants and was about to go outside, but the younger brother below him ran in in a panic with his legs weak.

"Master, it's not good, it's not good."

Yu Daniu gave him a kick: "Why are you shouting without any rules, what happened?"

"Outside, outside..." The younger brother seemed to be frightened. , trembling and pointing outside, unable to speak smoothly: "The officers and soldiers are fighting, they are coming in."

Yu Daniu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't believe it, and raised his voice: "How is that possible!!"

Longhu Mountain is huge, and the mountains stretch for nearly dozens of miles . , the grass and trees are lush, their den is secretive and located deep, no one is there, and outsiders will never be able to find it.

There were constant screams outside, and the sound sounded familiar. It was the brothers below who were screaming.

Yu Daniu's heart trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly went to the door, but the next second, the door was kicked open from the outside with a clang. The force was so strong that the wooden door was about to fall, and Yu Daniu went to After taking two steps back, a handsome young man holding a spear walked in from outside in the orange morning light.

Behind him was a big-headed doll.

Yu Daniu looked at these two people very familiarly.

But it doesn't look familiar. We just met him at noon.

So brave.

"You, who are you?"

Fang Zichen glanced at him and smiled: "Hey, Yu Daniu, you have eaten so much these years that you don't even recognize me? You don't even know who I am. , How did you get away with it?"

Yu Daniu's face turned pale.

"Didn't you threaten to destroy my whole family? Why don't you even recognize me now?"

Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows and slowly walked towards Yu Daniu: "You were so arrogant back then! Even I, the prefect, you I dare not take it lightly. Now that I have finished my work, I have taken the time to come and meet you! How about it? Do you feel honored? Now, I want you to see whether you will destroy my family or me first. I'll destroy your entire family."

It's the prefect! !

Yu Daniu's eyes widened, and he suddenly panicked, surprised and shocked: "Impossible, this is impossible."

Fang Zichen pointed his spear directly at Yu Daniu, and blood was dripping from the sharp tip of the spear. The little brother broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that Fang Zichen didn't notice him, he quietly moved towards the door. But as soon as he took two steps, he felt a huge pain in his knees, and then he knelt down on the ground.

The good boy jumped up and hit him in the back with another stick.

"Did my father let you go? You still want to run away? I'm happy for you, my dear!"

Yu Daniu wanted to resist and punched Fang Zichen, but he had never practiced before. He just heard the clanging outside. He was already frightened by the sound of his voice, and he lost some of his ferocity in the fight. Fang Zichen beat him to the ground in just two blows.

"Damn it, you have such little ability and you dare to say harsh words to me from afar. I'll beat you to death." Fang Zichen finished his words and punched me again. Yu Daniu felt a huge pain in his stomach. He felt as if his ribs were broken. I was about to vomit, curled up and kept retching.

Encountered a tough situation.

There was gradually silence outside. It was probably because the entire army was wiped out. Yu Daniu was a man. He knew that if he didn't do something, the village he had worked so hard to build for nearly twenty years and all his younger brothers would be finished. He immediately gave in. , enduring the huge pain, can you let him go?

He would give him "filial piety" in the future. When he saw Fang Zichen's gesture, he thought he was moved. He felt happy and hurriedly offered him some benefits.

They were able to occupy the southern Sichuan area for decades without being wiped out. In addition to the large number of people and the common people did not dare to provoke them, there was also the inaction of the government.

Yang Chengfeng, the magistrate of Shunan County, knew that these gangs were evil and tried to suppress the bandits many times, but failed to find anyone. He reported it to the prefect first, but the prefect did not know whether it was because he was not concerned about the matter or something else. The reason is that no troops were sent here.

But personally, who doesn't love money?

Yu Daniu loved him very much. After Fang Zichen heard this, he slapped him twice in succession.

There is no way to seduce him. If he really does this kind of thing, if he dies in the future, he will be put in a frying pan, and his grandfather will definitely beat him to death.

He must obey the law.

Yu Daniu was stunned. Seeing how soft he was, he immediately started to threaten him.

"You, don't be arrogant. What if you capture me? My brother won't let you go."

Upon hearing this, the good boy looked at Fang Zichen silently, and then the father and son suddenly raised their heads and laughed. The branches are trembling.

"Return brother!" Fang Zichen kicked him over again: "Do you think your brother can run away? Even if he runs, he can't run away. A monk can't run away from the temple. If you shovel the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze blows, it will grow again. I won't kill you all in one fell swoop. "How can you sleep peacefully?"

"I learned from you," the boy said excitedly, "Father, let's go find the treasure house."

"That's right," Fang Zichen called Zhang Quan. Come, let him tie up Yu Daniu, and then he hurriedly led the boy to find the 'treasure house'.

As soon as Zhang Quan tied up the people, several officers and soldiers sent in advance came over to report: "Guard Zhang, everyone in the village has been captured."

Zhang Quan ordered: "Tie them all up and guard them, don't let them escape."

The officers and soldiers responded.

There are seventy-two people in this village, which is the largest among the three mountains. The first ones lived in caves. The latter ones got bolder, had a larger scale and had more money, so they built a small village.

Several officers and soldiers were tying people up and muttering at the same time.

"The prefect is still awesome! As soon as he comes out, he is like, what do people say that is called, and what kind of hand does it come from?"

The companion next to him said: "It's easy to catch."

"Oh, yes, yes, that's it. You said, prefect How do you know that these people are hiding here? "

It's morning, but when we came from the county to suppress the bandits, it was still dark, and they seemed to be walking randomly, twisting and turning. They were all confused. The person leading the way was a dog. I heard it was raised by a good young master.

It was still early at that time, and the good boy was being held in Fang Zichen's arms. He was sleeping soundly. During this period, he woke up once. She narrowed her eyes and kissed Fang Zichen. She told him that she had found him and that she had to wake him up. He wants to kill all directions and eliminate harm for the people.

Fang Zichen agreed, and then followed the dog all the way, as if aimlessly, and the officers and soldiers all choked. Wandering around the mountain almost made everyone paralyzed with exhaustion. The mountain turned over and no one was seen.

Everyone came to suppress the bandits first, and also ran to the mountains to look for them. Unfortunately, these people were hidden deep. They climbed over the mountains one after another, but no one was found. The depths of the mountains were dangerous, and everyone did not dare to enter, and neither did the bandits. If you are looking for death, make your nest deep in the mountains.

Fang Zichen and the others didn't dare to ask, so they talked to the guards behind them.

"Brother, do you know what we adults are doing?"

"I don't know." The Imperial Guard said honestly. When he saw the officers and soldiers sighing and shaking their heads, as if they didn't believe Fang Zichen and thought he was messing around, they didn't agree with him. The Imperial Guard immediately became unhappy.

As for the mountain explosion incident, I saw Fang Zichen walking and walking, following a dog the whole time, and even saved some roads several times. The Imperial Guard probably didn't believe that Fang Zichen could find the bandit's den. .

The dog didn't know the bandits, so how could he know where the people were hiding?

And I have never seen a dog leading people.

But now he believed that Fang Zichen could level a mountain to the ground in an instant. For adults, it was probably not difficult at all for a mere bandit den. Moreover, the leading Qin family soldiers had not come back since he sent them out, and they were probably already gone. After he succeeded, he immediately said: "Everyone just follow the adults."

"But walking like this is not an option! If you want to search the mountain, it is better to spread out." Some officers and soldiers said.

"No, we will just follow you, sir." The Imperial Guard said firmly.

Although the officers and soldiers behind were still full of suspicion, they did not dare to speak anymore, civil servants! He is so young again, but after all he only knows how to recite poems and compose poems, and how to write elegant poems and poems.

After quite a while, when they came to a low mountain stream, the black whirlwind suddenly stopped and rubbed against Fang Zichen twice. Fang Zichen immediately raised his hands to signal everyone to move more gently.

By now, the sky was turning red, and the morning light had already shone on the top of the mountain. Everyone could clearly see that there were more than twenty wooden houses standing in the mountain stream.

This was definitely not built by monkeys. There was only one possibility - they had found a bandit's den.

The branches on both sides of the mountain stream are lush, covering the entire mountain stream. If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it. They didn't notice it at all just now, and - when they first searched this area, they seemed to pass by it twice.

The officers and soldiers were now looking at Fang Zichen, who was truly convinced and admired.

Probably because of his absolute self-confidence, no one has been looking for him for more than ten years, and now no one is keeping watch on the other side. Fang Zichen woke up the good boy, who was in a daze. When he heard that the bad guy's lair was found, he immediately beat him up. With excitement, the man woke up instantly, held up the wooden stick and rushed towards the bandit's den.

His speed was so fast that when the officers and soldiers jumped down the mountain stream to follow him, they heard a blood-curdling scream of pain coming from a wooden house. A shirtless man rushed out of the house screaming, covering his arms, and then As soon as they ran less than three meters away, the officers and soldiers saw the boy chasing him out of the house. Then he jumped up and hit him behind with a stick.

"Still want to run away? Give me a stick."

The man screamed and fell to the ground.

The stick also broke in half.

This was specially used in the yamen to beat people. The wood was as hard as iron, but at this moment, it actually broke...

What kind of strength is this?

And what kind of hatred or resentment is there? Want to be so cruel?

The officers and soldiers looked at this scene and couldn't come to their senses for a long time. They didn't know why the adults brought a baby boy when they came out to suppress the bandits. Now they understand, this baby boy can take over all three.

Fang Zichen handed a spare stick to the good boy, frowned and shouted to the staring officers and soldiers behind him: "What are you doing standing here? Are you waiting for me to lie down on the ground and tie you up? If one of you escapes, you will be tied up by me." Officer, just wait!"

The officers and soldiers hurried over. Jueqian heard the noise and ran out of the house to check. They saw dozens of officers and soldiers coming to kill them. They were completely defenseless and felt as if they were in a dream. The good boy rushed at the front. , as if entering a deserted place, almost one stick at a time, one stick at a time, someone was hiding in the room and could not come out. After he entered for a while, he grabbed a man's leg and dragged him out. The man struggled so hard It was so powerful that he kept trying to crawl into the house, and the good boy couldn't catch him. He immediately became angry and hit him with a stick.

The man screamed and rolled on the ground holding his legs, unable to struggle any longer.

At this moment, the officers and soldiers were tying up people, and several bandits were rolling around on the ground, begging again and again.

"Master Guan, please send me to the doctor first! My leg seems to be broken and it hurts so much. Please send me to the doctor first! I really can't bear the pain anymore."

The officers and soldiers looked at them with runny noses and looked miserable, and swallowed silently.

"These were all beaten by the good young master, right?"

"Yes, he and your Excellency were the ones who were the hardest hit just now."

"Your Excellency also took action? I didn't even notice it just now."

Someone pointed out: "That one has a hole in his butt . "Yes, it was the adults who did it."

That bandit must be someone who likes to sleep without clothes. He was completely naked, with a hole in his buttocks, and it was bloody. The officer and soldier who just asked glanced at it, and the blood ran to the soles of his feet, and his scalp instantly It's tight.

His companion was still explaining: "The man originally wanted to run away, but the adults would follow behind the good young master to protect him. He didn't dare to chase him, so he just walked over."

"..."

There were more than seventy people, and before they were finished tying them up, there was a burst of scalp-numbing laughter from the front, rattling.

Zhang Quan came to the door looking for sound, and suddenly felt that he couldn't bear to look directly, and couldn't bear to see.

This should be the bandit's warehouse. It is filled with boxes of stuff, including silks, silks, rice grains, and... the

good guy has a big gold chain hanging around his neck. All ten short fingers were wearing gold rings, and he looked like a nouveau riche, smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

"Father, we are going to make a fortune."

Fang Zichen's heart was pounding, and all the blood in his body was boiling.

He hugged the box of gold treasures tightly: "It's a good trip! It's ours, it's all ours."

Zhang Quan said hurriedly: "Sir, these are stolen goods! You can't have them."

Fang Zichen He glared at him fiercely: "Why can't you take it?"

"This is stolen property, it should be handed over to the Yamen." Zhang Quan said.

"Are you still awake from the dream?" Fang Zichen asked.

"Sir, you must not forget your identity!"

Fang Zichen: "..."

"Damn, you're the only one who's verbose." Fang Zichen was silent for a moment, and finally reluctantly stuffed two large gold ingots into his clothes. , Guaizi also followed suit and hid the gold chain and gold ring.

Zhang Quan: "..."

"Sir." An officer and soldier ran in: "We found thirteen hostages in the cabin behind. The situation is not very good. Sir, do you want to go and take a look? ? "

Of course you have to watch it.

This wooden house is located at the back of the mountain stream. It is generally impossible for a warehouse to be built in such a place, so Fang Zichen did not come here to look for it before.

When he arrived outside the wooden house, as soon as he saw the situation inside, he immediately covered the good boy's eyes.

There were thirteen people inside, all girls and brothers. They were wearing very little clothes for convenience, and the marks on their bodies were obvious. Fang Zichen was the father of three children after all. With experience, it was not difficult to see that these girls and brothers What have you encountered before?

Fang Zichen looked at their appearance, sighed, and asked people to place them first, then searched the area again, and finally found nine corpses in a farther mountain col, with varying degrees of decomposition. The weather was already hot now. It's full of flies, buzzing and buzzing.

They asked a man to 'identify' him, saying that he was the leader who came up to the mountain. He originally wanted his family to come and get money to redeem him. But when the leader failed to come overdue, they...

Fang Zichen kicked him directly. Kicked in the chest.

These beasts are simply not human anymore.

The excitement and joy at the head were all gone, and his heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, which made his heart feel heavy. Fang Zichen's anger soared, and he kicked the person several times in succession.

That man is going to die half his life.

This was just one place. Behind him, the black whirlwind found another place that had been buried. Just after digging for a while, a stench came over. The smell soared into the sky. The stomachs of the officers and soldiers responsible for the excavation swelled and they covered their heads. He rushed to the side and vomited. Fang Zichen was also pale from the smoke and almost passed away. Back then, when he fished for and smashed things in the latrine, the smell was not so strong. He covered his nose with his sleeves and could still smell it. You can smell it, the smell is pervasive.

Finally, three waves of people took turns, digging to a depth of about one meter, and the corpses scattered inside were gradually exposed.

The clothes had been buried for many years, and had lost their color and were stained with corpse water, making them completely unrecognizable.

When he cleaned up Sun Shangcheng before, he also dug up corpses in his backyard. Fang Zichen was already very familiar with such corpses that were rotting, black and flowing. Now he covered his nose and stepped forward to check.

The officers and soldiers saw him "touching" each one and getting closer, and they immediately admired him.

These corpses were all a bit short. He was not a professional coroner, but he could still tell.

I thought there would be some old people mixed in, but now I saw that all the teeth were intact and not missing, and judging from some of the more decayed and exposed white bones, the bones of their humerus and elbow joints had been fully developed. But the bones in the shoulder area are not connected yet. Judging from the descriptions in the books I have read before, these people should be only about ten to twenty years old.

This group of bandits has occupied Longhu Mountain for decades. At first, they were forced to do so in order to get a bite to eat, but at the end, they were completely inhumane.

No wonder when I inquired about it in the town, the people became disgusted when they heard about it, saying that these people did all kinds of evil and were beasts.

This place is a bit far from the stockade. Fang Zichen didn't bring the boy here, and it was not easy for the children to see. He took Zhang Quan back to the stockade and found that the boy was sneaking towards the 'treasure house'.

Fang Zichen paused and followed.

The good boy took out the gold chain and ring that he had hidden before, held them in his hand and looked at them twice, then threw them back into the box.

He doesn't understand everything.

Fang Zichen covered his eyes just now, but he heard it.

Those people were crying and very sad, asking them one after another, "Why did it take you so long to come?" '

'Master Guan, please help my brother, he seems to be dying. '

What happened, Guaizi probably guessed it.

These brothers and sisters were bullied by the big bad guy.

The big bad guy stole their money and bullied them.

The man who first retrieved the corpse from the ditch came back and told his companions. The good boy also heard it, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't have this big gold chain because it was dirty.

At this moment, he turned around and saw Fang Zichen standing behind him. Guaizi said, "Father, if you scare Xiren, scare Xixi, Guaizi, there will be no Ren to break the pot for you in the future."

Fang Zichen gave it first. He slapped him on the butt, and then touched his head: "Er, you are sensible, it is not in vain that your old father tightens his belt to support you every day. My father doesn't want this money, but you have made great achievements in suppressing bandits. When you go back, father will reward you." You're a hundred taels, it's a business trip."

The boy's eyes lit up. He kissed Fang Zichen twice and said sweetly, "Father, you are such a good official. I adore you!"

Zhang Quan: "..."

Zhang Quan rolled his eyes and felt the urge to vomit blood. Mr. Fang is really good at using power for personal gain. This money was given to the good young master, and it is no different to follow his pocket.

Fang Zichen was serious and old-fashioned: "Who says otherwise? To be an official, you have to be like your father. You have to be clean-minded, selfless, have clear rewards and punishments, and treat money like dirt, you know?"

The good boy said with a cautious face: "Well! Good boy, Xidao Bird. !"

Zhang Quan: "..."

The person who just secretly took the stolen goods, his eyes were almost glued to the box of gold and silver and couldn't take it off. Now he said that he regarded money as dirt, the way of this world. What's wrong? Don't you have to be responsible for what you say?

Fang Zichen asked Yang Chengfeng to come over and do the finishing work. The girls and brothers had to be resettled, and the corpses had to be dug out and transported back for people to claim. They couldn't just let people bury the bones in the mountains and old forests. He would take them with him first. Guaizi and the imperial guards 'escorted' the bandits back to the Yamen.

The matter had been exposed, and Yu Daniu probably knew that he couldn't get any favors. At this moment, he and his younger brothers were tied in a string behind the horse, and he kept scolding Fang Zichen.

You bastard piece of shit.

I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost.

asshole.

You bastard, I curse you to have no children or grandchildren.

The good boy turned his head and looked at it and said: "Father, this man is scolding you."

Fang Zichen: "I heard it."

"Father, at first glance, this man is very uneducated. He just scolds you here and there. The good boy wants to scold him too, I'm going to hurt your grandma."

Zhang Quan: "..."

Zhang Quan watched the good boy and Yu Daniu spit out sweet things, while Fang Zichen was still adding fuel to the fire. '.

"Er, you are not very good at what you do! It just so happens that today my father will teach you what the quintessence of the Chinese nation is. Come, follow your father and learn, and I will kill you."

Zhang Quan: "..."

He won't even let you go . Passed?

You have to talk to your master about this when you get back.

Yu Daniu was scolded angrily by Fang Zichen and his son. He was really not good at cursing in Mandarin, so he immediately started speaking in dialect.

Fang Zichen didn't understand a word he said. He felt that he and his son would suffer the consequences of being uneducated, but Guaizi understood. In Ronghe Village, when the old man was making trouble, he would just use dialect to curse people. Guaizi I asked Brother Shi later, those words were so unpleasant, I asked Fang Zichen to stop first, then jumped off the horse, and walked towards Yu Daniu aggressively with steps that he would not recognize.

"You did bad things, bullied your brothers and sisters, and scolded Ren. The good boy beats you, and beats you."

Yu Daniu was beaten half to death by him, his head was covered with big bumps, and his mouth was swollen like two big sausages. .

Merchants in southern Sichuan are always robbed every time they pass through Longhu Mountain and other places. It is impossible for bandits to ambush on the roadside at all times of the day. If a person can hit them accurately, they must be the best in the town. There was an informant. When the merchants settled in Shunan Town, someone must have immediately passed on the news to them. Fang Zichen did not make a big fanfare when he arrived, and deliberately exposed his wealth. Someone must have been targeting them. When the first one wanted to rob someone's nest, Fang Zichen had people go outside to buy two dogs, and fed them to Black Whirlwind with specially pickled meat. Fang Zichen made the meat almost like canned dogs, and the dogs liked it.

As the saying goes, a wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, and a dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit.

Now the three dogs were obsessed with the taste. Zichen didn't feed them anymore when they arrived in Shunan. They couldn't even eat the meat buns.

The 'water' that was thrown on those bandits was specially prepared by Fang Zichen. It was full of canned dog smell and had a long-lasting fragrance. It was bound to drip some on the road. With so many men, there would always be some that he didn't like. If the clothes are clean, they will not be washed immediately after returning. As long as the smell is there, as soon as the dog is let out...

the first place he attacks is the hills and mountains.

Because this place is the farthest away from Longhu Mountain, any movement cannot be transmitted in time.

In the evening, Shi Linjie followed Fang Zichen's instructions and led his troops to the place. As soon as he released the dog, the dog sniffed and found the smell, then immediately jumped into the forest. No matter how deep the bandits were hidden, they would still be there in the end. Found.

Qiulingshan was captured in one fell swoop. Shi Linjie tied up people, but he didn't come back immediately.

As soon as we got down the mountain and entered the city, the commotion became louder. If the spy discovered it, the people from Xishan and Longhu Mountain would probably flee.

Fang Zichen was not going to let anyone go.

After the hills and mountains, there is the West Mountain.

The Qin family soldiers and more than a dozen imperial guards were sent out, and Fang Zichen had to go to the Yamen to find Yang Chengfeng and get the officers and soldiers back.

He came to Shunan without any news. Yang Chengfeng was shocked when he saw him. Zhang Quan showed his waist card and he knelt down in a hurry.

"I have neglected my duties. I didn't know that your Excellency is here. I am here..."

Fang Zichen didn't talk nonsense to him and only said that he wanted to get troops.

Yang Chengfeng was cautious and asked him what he was doing.

What else can you do? Of course they are bandits!

Yang Chengfeng even tried to persuade him, saying that these bandits were very cunning and treacherous, and they were so elusive that they managed to catch them, but if they couldn't be beaten they would rush into the mountains, which would be like sinking into the sea. It would be difficult to find them again, sir. This matter cannot be rushed, we should take care of it slowly.

Fang Zichen didn't follow him. He ate the food while it was hot. He said that he would raid someone's home tonight. Yang Chengfeng was prepared for the person to return without success and was furious. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, he didn't even prepare it in the morning. In the hall, a guard came and said that all the bandits in Longhu Mountain had been captured, but the matter was a bit complicated, and the prefect asked him to go over and deal with it.

Yang Chengfeng didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he hurriedly led his master up the mountain with the Imperial Guards. When he arrived at the ground, he was shocked to see the bandits tied up like silkworm cocoons and unable to move.

He has fought with these bandits for hundreds of rounds, and has always been helpless, but now...

he is so happy! However, with only half a stick of incense, he remained silent as he looked at the bodies dug up by the officers and soldiers.

Yang Chengfeng knew about this group of bandits and had made preparations when they came, but seeing dozens of corpses lined up in a long line, he still felt uncomfortable.

The bandits were tied up in a long string on the back of their horses, and they were beaten tightly when entering the city.

The people gathered around, pointing and talking.

What's going on!

Who are these people?

Some vendors had been robbed and escaped with a narrow escape. Now they saw Yu Daniu's figure, which looked familiar. He looked at it carefully for a while and then shouted.

"These are the bandits from Longhu Mountain."

"What?!"

These words instantly caused the crowd to explode.

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Chapter 368

Are these the bandits who have committed many evil deeds? ?

The people couldn't believe it.

"Ah!! Brother, is it true or not? You admit it right!"

"You can't be wrong, it's the one who walks behind the horse's butt and has the fat mouth. I remember him. He was the one who led the people out of the woods back then. They robbed my things. Fortunately, there were many people at that time and they didn't notice me, so I could run away. Otherwise, I would have been turned into bones by now. It was him. I will definitely not remember it wrong. "

The people were shocked.

In addition to robbing people on the road, this group of people is also very aggressive in eating and drinking. They rob people selling pork with their faces covered, and they also break into the store and take the rice.

The government officials had nothing to do, so they went crazy and lawless. After eating the food on the mountain, they came down to rob homes and houses.

The common people were so frightened by them that they saw people being tied up with bruises and bruises on their noses and faces. They felt happy and excited and started throwing vegetable leaves at people.

Why not throw away the rotten eggs?

Poor!

There are not enough eggs to eat, how could it stink?

Some people didn't have vegetable leaves and didn't know if they had been robbed before. Now they would take off their shoes, rush up and slap the bandit on the head.

Everyone followed suit, and all kinds of banging and wailing sounds were mixed together, and the scene immediately became chaotic, and neither the officers nor the soldiers could persuade them to move away.

When the spies in the city saw that something was wrong, they turned around and wanted to run away. Fang Zichen had warned the Imperial Guards on the way. A normal person would be filled with righteous indignation after seeing such a scene or having suffered a loss at the hands of bandits. Unfortunately, I just want to join in the fun, and I won't choose to run away no matter what.

Anyway, you will catch whoever runs away at that time.

These spies are also unforgivable and must be found and punished on the spot.

As soon as the three spies turned around, they ran into a wall of flesh. When they looked up, they saw a man looking at them with a stern look.

"Want to run away?"

"Who are you? I don't know what you are talking about. Hey, hey, what are you doing? Why are you arresting me? In broad daylight, the sky is bright, don't mess around! Let me go, or I will call someone It's time to report to the official."

The Imperial Guards didn't say anything and pressed them to follow the team and entered the Yamen.

Yu Daniu and his subordinates were imprisoned. He squinted his bruised eyes and looked at each cell. He didn't see the brothers from Qiulingshan and Xishan, and he was relieved.

Damn it.

He just said it! The prefect looked like he didn't have all his hair, so he was lucky enough to step on dog poop to find them.

But if you step on something like shit once, how can you step on it again and again?

Knowing that he was caught, the second and third brothers would definitely come to rescue him.

Yu Daniu seemed to have seen hope, and his heart fell back into his stomach. The rest of the people seemed to think so too. Yu Daniu comforted him with a few more words. Entering the cell felt like returning home, except for the dozen or so injuries. The weight was particularly heavy, and the others found their seats and fell asleep directly.

In the afternoon, there was a sudden commotion outside the cell. When everyone got up and took a look, they saw their brothers from Qiulingshan and Xishan also coming in.

Everyone is finally reunited.

"Brother?? Brother, why did you come in? It's over now, who will save us!"

Yu Daniu's eyes were full of horror, and he thought of Fang Zichen's words in his mind - eradicate the weeds and get rid of the roots in one go.

He rolled his eyes and fainted again.

This news spread quickly, and the people cheered and shouted, running around to tell each other, and even the villages below, which had no information, knew about it.

Their big cancer in southern Shu has been eradicated.

"Who did it?"

"Master Prefect."

"Ah? Is it true or false? Master Prefect came to our southern Shunnan? He also came to help us people suppress bandits? This, this is impossible!"

"Really, that day I We just happened to go to town. The prefect was riding a horse, and there was a young master .

" "Didn't you say that the new prefect is very young?

I have never seen such a person in my age. His skin was so white that I didn't even dare to look at him that day!"

"How old is the young master from the prefect's family?"

"Look! With that appearance and height, she must be four years old!" As the old woman was talking, several people stood up suddenly and looked towards the entrance of the village in horror.

A dozen officers and soldiers were running towards them, cheering.

"Auntie, do you recognize Yu Daniu and Su Xiaotian's family?"

The old woman was frightened: "Yes, yes."

How could you not recognize them! The top wealthy family in the village has thirty or forty acres of fertile land, a large house made of blue bricks and tiles, and several maids at home! Making pies is more like a gentleman than a town gentleman.

"Then please lead the way."

The Yu family and the Su family know each other very well. It is already past lunch time. People in the village eat two meals a day at most. They have already eaten, and the Yu and Su families are richer. , three meals a day, no need to go to the ground in the morning, I got up late, had breakfast, and didn't move much. I just sat down to eat when I was hungry. The door was suddenly kicked open, and the officers and soldiers divided into two teams and rushed in quickly. , and immediately detained everyone in the Yu family, including the servants.

When the Yu family's old woman was escorted out of the hospital, she yelled and asked them who they were. If they were sensible, let him go quickly, otherwise when her eldest son came back, he would make them look good. She was even more cruel when she saw the old woman leading the way. He kept saying that he would never let them go.

The old woman was so frightened that her neck shrank.

The people in the village, not to mention the officials, even the small government servants were very afraid when they saw him, and Mrs. Yu was also arrogant.

How could the officers and soldiers tolerate her like this? No matter how old she was, they slapped her directly in the mouth.

His tone was crazier than their adults, and he was simply lawless.

The villagers followed to watch the excitement, not daring to get close at first, fearing that the Yu family would come back for revenge, but now they saw Mrs. Yu being beaten with blood on her mouth, and they became bolder. I don't know who shouted: "Master Guan, the second son of the Yu family He's still in the field and you haven't caught him yet!"

Mrs. Yu was furious.

The officers and soldiers went immediately.

The climate here in southern Sichuan is warm. The crops in the fields have been planted for a month or so, and some grass has grown in the paddy fields. Yu Laoer was standing on the edge of the field to supervise the work. A man just stopped and happened to be close to him. He suddenly The stick was raised and struck.

"Hao Laosan, you are fucking lazy for me again. Don't you want the wages today?"

Hao Laosan dared not say anything in anger. The Yu family is a big family in the village and has many fields. It is hard for the family to take care of it. I often find people to work for, and the wages are six cents a day. Although it is a small amount, it is difficult to find work and make money. Everyone has little land at home, so they come here, but Yu Laoer always finds excuses to deduct their wages, and every day There was no rest, and in the end I only made three or four cents.

There was nothing we could do about it. The family was poor, and it was better to have something than nothing. This piece of land was connected, totaling sixteen acres, and was all fertile farmland. The Yu family made an excuse back then, saying that they wanted to connect all this land to make a fish. Pond, here is the land owned by Hao Laosan and several other family members in the village. No one wants to sell it, but the Yu family's cattle! There were all kinds of intimidation and threats, and the villagers said they wanted to report it to the official, but the Yu family didn't care, they just told you to report it! The official can protect you for a while, how can he protect you for the rest of his life? The big guys in their family are rich and powerful outside. They are not afraid of the officials. But if you dare to report to the officials, the children at home will have to watch closely.

What does this mean?

After all, the poor are afraid of the rich, so in the end they have no choice but to sell their land for 50 taels per acre, which is almost the same as what they robbed.

This is how the Yu family and the Su family got dozens of acres of land.

When Hao Laosan was about to say something, Yu Laoer gave him another stick: "Hurry up and do it for me."

Several people nearby pulled Hao Laosan.

"Third son, don't be stubborn, just bear with it!"

"Yes, your family's land has been bought by his family. It's hard to find work outside now. If you offend Mr. Yu, no one will do any work for you anymore. , how are you doing, old and young? Don't forget how your eldest brother is gone. Just bear with it, we are going to die, hey!"

Hao Laosan said nothing, looking at the yellow mud in his hands. , I don't know when this kind of life will end. His eldest brother was beaten to death by the Yu family, but now he has no choice but to work for the Yu family just for a bite to eat. Good people don't get rewards, but bad people enjoy good food and drink. How is this world? How could it be so unfair?

Who can come and help him?

Hao Laosan felt extremely uncomfortable, but he could only work silently. Yu Laoer saw that he was obedient, and laughed loudly, scolding him for being a bitch. He must be punished before he obeys. After a moment of pride, the two The officers and soldiers came towards him. When Yu Laoer saw the officers and soldiers, he was not afraid. He looked confident. However, when the officers and soldiers stopped him, he resisted and was kicked hard in the stomach by the officers and soldiers. He said his eldest brother's name. When it didn't work, Yu Laoer panicked.

Everyone in the Yu family and the Su family was arrested, and their homes were guarded by officers and soldiers.

What has happened?

The villagers were so happy that they immediately rushed to the town to inquire about it.

Fang Zichen originally wanted to go back after the bandit was suppressed, but after hearing Yang Chengfeng's follow-up report on the matter, he had no choice but to stay.

Yang Chengfeng was really not very good at doing things. The exhumed corpse must be claimed by someone. Fang Zichen asked him what next? Yang Chengfeng said there was nothing more to come.

No need to compensate?

If a parent's child is kidnapped by bandits and dies, is his death in vain?

Now that the 'dirty money' is all around, some compensation must be made! If not, that's for another time.

Those girls and brothers who survived were not allowed to directly notify their families to take them back!

Chastity is the most important thing in the Great Xia. They were kidnapped by bandits and went up to the mountain. You don't need to think too much about what happened to them. Some families will be happy to see their children come back alive, but some parents despise them for being embarrassed. Moreover, what they encountered These girls may have some psychological problems with this kind of thing, and they need to be rectified!

How to deal with the bandits?

It's just that beheading is too cheap, and all the money spent on robbing him will have to be recovered.

Yang Chengfeng felt dizzy listening to what he said.

Is it so troublesome?

The girl's brother has been rescued, so he can go home and find his own mother! How did he know how to communicate? Moreover, the bandits must have spent some of the stolen silver. How was he going to get it back?

Fang Zichen looked at him for a moment and thought that no wonder this old man was still a county magistrate after more than twenty years of service. If he had served in a place like Shangyang, with his ability, he would have been dismissed eight hundred times.

Fang Zichen had no choice but to write a letter to Brother Zhao, saying that he would be back in a few days.

This thing was so bad that he wanted to kill everyone in the family. If Yang Chengfeng was left to do it, the Yu family, Su family and others would still be able to go unpunished.

Yu Daniu is the first master of Longhu Mountain, Su Xiaotian is the second master, and the third master is an orphan.

The Yu and Su family used to be very poor. After Yu Daniu and Su Xiaotian went up the mountain, their family gradually got better. The house and farmland were all bought with money from guns. Now they must take it back. Moreover, the two families 'failed to report the information' and deliberately concealed it. Their guilt is not small.

Except for a few acres of land, all the family property of the two families was sold off, and everyone from thirteen to above was detained in the government office.

When the villagers heard about it, they were shocked.

It's incredible. It's incredible.

The bandits outside who specialize in killing people and stealing goods are actually Yu Daniu and Su Xiaotian from their village.

When the Yu family and the Su family suddenly became rich and did not bully the villagers, someone asked them. The Yu family and the Su family only said that their two children were doing business outside and earned some money. Now they know, how can this be? Doing business is like beheading someone!

It's okay now. With these two people in their village, they are really going to be drowned in the spit of outsiders.

I'm worried, but mostly happy.

Because the prefect said that the fields that the Yu and Su families had bought and sold by force back then would have to be returned, but half of the silver they received back then would have to be returned.

The remaining half was considered compensation for the years of occupation of their fields.

When dozens of households in the village heard the news, they couldn't believe it. Later, when officials came, they verified and confirmed one by one and handed over the land deeds to them in person. The joy and joy in the hearts of the villagers was simply indescribable.

The prefect is Lord Qingtian!

Yu Daniu and Su Xiaotian were originally unwilling to tell anyone about their family and what they had done, but they were too immature to fight with Fang Zichen.

He has plenty of ways to pry their mouths open.

I don't know what happened to them. When the third master saw the two of them being escorted back, there were no new traces except the previous injuries, but the two of them were slightly unconscious and trembling. He seemed to be frightened and his body still smelled like urine.

"Big brother and second brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Daniu trembled, his whole body trembling.

"He, he said he would nail our limbs to a wooden frame, cut one alive and skin the other. If we still have breath, he would feed us rats."

Fang Zichen patted his face at that time and looked down on him . He: "Do you know about being chopped alive?"

Yu Daniu didn't know about it, and he had never heard of it.

"Just take a small knife and cut off the flesh on your body bit by bit... Generally, after more than 3,000 cuts, a person will die. I don't need to talk about skinning. I just slowly cut off your body." Peel off the skin. Normally, people who are subjected to this torture will burp after peeling off the skin halfway. However, there are exceptions to everything, if you are not dead." Fang Zichen clapped his hands, and an officer came in with a cage and locked it inside. There were a few little mice running around.

"Have you seen their teeth? Do you think they are sharp?"

Of course they are sharp. Every year the village harvests millet and puts it in wooden rice barns. Rats can easily chew it up. How can those teeth not be so powerful? ?

"Tell me, if I stuff them into your stomach, will it jump around inside, and then slowly eat up your heart, liver, lungs, etc.?"

Anyone with some common sense knows that once this thing enters the stomach, if it is not squeezed to death by the throat, it will definitely die of lack of oxygen, but Fang Zichen will hold a knife with a cold light and keep gesticulating on their bodies, which seems to be While thinking about where to stab, he spoke with fear. Yu Daniu and Su Xiaotian had no common sense, and they had never heard of a mouse being swallowed alive. If it was swallowed alive, it would definitely be alive in the stomach! Rats have been hungry for a long time... and once they fantasize, their psychological defenses collapse.

"Let me ask you one last time, where is your home?"

"I said it, I said it, I said it."

After the Yu and Su families ransacked their homes, they took in more than two thousand taels. The Yu family cried and shouted, saying that this matter had nothing to do with them. , please have mercy on me!

Why doesn't it matter?

He eats up his belly full of stolen silver and shows off his power in the village, but he still says it doesn't matter?

Now I just detain the adults and put the children back, which is already a mercy.

Fang Zichen had full authority to handle it, and Yang Chengfeng followed suit. The crimes of Yu Daniu and the other three were so egregious that they were directly asked to be executed. As for the rest, there were several men from the Yu and Su families who were imprisoned for shielding them. They were imprisoned first, and he would be useful later. .

More than twenty corpses were identified, and eighteen were all compensated. The remaining few were already bones. Over the past ten years, the family did not know whether they had moved away, or whether they were all in trouble at the time, and there was no one left. To claim it, Fang Zichen could only let his officers and soldiers take it and bury it, and burn some more paper money along the way. He was a hard man in life, and he died early after suffering. In the end, he will not be like this again.

The merchants who were robbed found corresponding goods in the warehouse that had not yet been sold, and they were also returned.

After a series of things were settled, another week passed.

In the end, there were more than 4,000 taels of dirt left, and Fang Zichen took them into the public house.

The news about Hoi An and County has also spread. The common people were in awe and admiration for the prefect. The prefect seemed to be young, but they didn't expect him to be so powerful, capable of blowing up mountains. , the bandits were suppressed, and the affairs of Anhe County had nothing to do with them. Let's not mention it for now. As for the suppression of the bandits, they sent troops first, and the county magistrate personally went out, but the result was no success. After searching in the mountains for several days, Not even a human hair was visible, but as soon as the magistrate arrived, the other party had nothing to hide from. The bandits were wiped out. For them, this was a visible and tangible benefit. They no longer had to spend all day doing business. I'm so worried, my brother and daughter no longer have to worry about being snatched away from home.

The prefect is powerful, and he is willing to do things for the people, unlike the one at the front.

The people's view of the new prefect immediately changed, and his image immediately became taller.

Some merchants looked at the banknotes in their hands with tears in their eyes.

Not for the money.

That gang of bandits made them tremble and frightened for more than ten years. The prefect sent someone to deliver the banknotes.

It was said to compensate them for the goods that were robbed first.

In fact, those goods must be sold for hundreds of taels. The ones delivered now are not right and are a lot less, but this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that they are far away from southern Shu and cannot get through when the church is opened, but The prefect did remember them!

When the officers and soldiers came, they said: "It is the inaction of parents and officials like them and the lack of control that has caused the people to suffer. The goods you were robbed back then are now long gone and cannot be recovered. We can only give you some compensation, right?" Stop."

Their eyes were red, not because of anything else, but just because they couldn't apologize for this.

The prefect told them, "I'm sorry."

Mr. Guan, how can you say sorry to merchants like them!

Everyone says that these people in business are treacherous and profit-oriented. This is undeniable, but they haven't done anything evil! The money they earned was hard work, and those with some status looked down upon them.

But the prefect is different from them.

Those who are officials serve the people. To be a politician is to be a country.

Officials take the taxes paid by the people and regard them as serving the people. But now they cannot protect the people and make them suffer. It is true that they should apologize.

Some merchants in southern Shu were so moved that they came to the Yamen in person. They originally wanted to thank the magistrate in person. But when they went outside and looked at the majestic Yamen with the mighty stone lions on both sides, they suddenly woke up. Who were they? ? The prefect has many things to do every day, do you have time to see them?

A few people woke up, looked at each other, exchanged a few words and were about to leave, when an officer and soldier came out of the door: "Who are you? Are you gathering here for something?"

Several merchants did not dare to lie, so Na Na stated their purpose of coming.

"Then wait a moment. I'll go in and make an announcement to see if you're free."

The officers and soldiers had a good attitude and didn't chase them away. Several merchants were flattered.

After hearing the report, Fang Zichen thought for a while and said, let's meet!

When several merchants entered the yamen, they didn't dare to look around. They were so cautious that they almost stood on their hands and feet. When they saw Fang Zichen, they didn't dare to breathe.

On the day Fang Zichen escorted the bandits back to the city, several merchants were not there. People only heard rumors that the new prefect was young. When he met Fang Zichen, he was not young at all, he was simply too young.

Although he is tall, his appearance is more childish than that of an adult man, and his face still has the intelligence of a young man.

Yang Chengfeng was waiting aside, watching Fang Zichen chatting with his colleagues for a few words. The merchants were originally so scared that they would say the wrong thing and make the adults unhappy. Relaxed.

Fang Zichen asked what kind of business they were doing? They usually talk about where to sell, and the conversation is about business matters, which are areas they are familiar with, and the merchants start talking non-stop.

"My family is in the cloth business. The linen is sold locally, while the brocade, silk and other fabrics are mostly sold to Qinzhou."

"How are prices generally determined?"

"One foot of linen is twelve cents, and brocade is more expensive. It's not expensive to transport it all the way, so you'll lose money. "

It's not easy to produce fabrics, and local consumption is limited. "Good goods" are shipped to other continents, but the journey is long, time-consuming, and the cost is high, and there are counterparts in other continents. People are "local snakes", they don't dare to get bigger, and if they get bigger, they will steal people's jobs. They have no background, and they are afraid they will cause trouble. They ship goods, mostly sell them in bulk, there is no fixed point, and they just calculate. , which is better than digging for food in the ground.

The 'rise and fall' of business play a decisive role in the development of a local economy.

In the 1970s and 1980s, there was no such thing as going out to work, so every household in the countryside was poor. Later, as it developed, people in the village began to go out to work, and one month's salary was worth a year's work. This model is still the same today. , the family does not have dozens of acres of land. Just farming at home can make enough food, but the money must not be rich. There are really few ways to make money in the village.

If Quzhou wants to get rich, it still has to engage in business. Only when factories are built and shops are opened can the people have work to do and money to make.

Fang Zichen saw them off and went back to his room to make plans.

As soon as Mr. Jishang went out, his face was full of smiles.

When others asked, oh, it turned out that they had met the prefect and talked to him for a long time.

It's really fun, what an honor it is!

Although at first they hated the official, privately, they also feared and admired him.

Why?

Because they are powerful people, I heard that only those who are good at reading can become an official. They are illiterate and have no respect for those who are good at reading.

Moreover, this prefect was personally sent by the emperor, so that was even more different.

It's not common for a magistrate to do so. After the bandits are exterminated, it will be difficult to see him again after he returns to Qianzhou.

One merchant said: "The master just patted me on the shoulder. I don't plan to wash these clothes when I get them back."

Another merchant envied him: "He shook hands with me just now. I didn't want to wash them either, but I can't hold my hands in the shower." Hang it up, hey."

Yang Chengfeng looked at the merchants who were grateful and worshiping Fang Zichen, and couldn't help but curse Fang Zichen secretly.

Why do people say sorry to you?

I don't feel guilty because I defrauded you of more than half of your money.

"What are the conditions at home for these dozen merchants? Can they afford a full meal?"

"Oh, there are still maids at home to take care of them! That seems to be pretty good. If you are missing one or two hundred taels, it will probably be fine. You Why are you looking at me like this? Without me, they wouldn't be able to recover a single cent. "

It's stupid to come over and say thank you after being sold.

The girls who were brought back first have already notified their families, but in the end, only four girls were taken back by their families, and the remaining few have been living in the yamen. It's not that they don't know the way home, it's because of their family's attitude. Make it impossible for them to go back.

The family cannot tolerate them anymore, and their family members will not be happy for them when they return, and will even complain that they have brought shame and shame to the family, asking their brothers and sisters to behave in the future. Even if they leave, they will be pointed out. Why don't you just die?

The remaining girls and brothers are probably aware of the family's attitude, and they don't know where to go from now on. It was fine when they came back from the mountain, but now they have only lived in the Yamen for a few days, and they are in a daze, numbness, and are confused every day. Just squatting in the corner, not eating or talking.

It looks like he has a mental problem.

There is no psychiatrist these days, and Fang Zichen doesn't know one either! But he had seen a psychiatrist, and his aunt was a psychiatrist. She was still good at playing tricks on cats and tigers, so he took Guaizi to try to get some counseling. However, he was afraid of people when they saw him. He would hide away from people as soon as he entered the door, as if he had seen something. The fierce beasts are still holding their heads and shivering. They are afraid of men, but they don't seem to be afraid of good boys.

There were all men in the yamen, so Fang Zichen went outside to invite two old ladies, but it didn't seem to have much effect. When they came, they would sigh all kinds of things, saying why their lives were so miserable and they were ruined by others, and how they would live in the future! These damn beasts.

Fang Zichen listened outside and said: "..."

He is here to persuade people to live, not to persuade them to die! The resonance is not so common!

Finally, this arduous task was handed over to Guai Zai.

The good boy is a little sad. He feels that he is already a man. Those brothers and sisters are afraid of men, but not him. What does that mean?

This means that he is not regarded as a man. He feels that he has been greatly discriminated against, and the steamed buns are no longer popular.

"Er smash, will you accept this task?" Fang Zichen asked him.

The good boy pinched the bun and said nothing.

Fang Zichen picked him up, the boy stepped on his lap and put his arms around his neck.

"Er, this is a very difficult task, but not everyone can do it. You know, a psychiatrist must have extensive and professional knowledge, have certain communication skills, and be approachable, amiable, and considerate. "Xu Mi, the reason why my father left it to you and not to anyone else is because you are very powerful and fully possess the conditions and abilities I mentioned!"

When the boy heard this, he became extremely depressed and his eyes lit up! Light.

"Is it true?"

Fang Zichen's eyes were a little dodgey, but he had no choice. Now he was at the end of his rope. He couldn't let people die because they couldn't think about it. After all, it cost a few lives. He nodded: "Absolutely! Yours Everyone knows that you are handsome and powerful, and it is impossible for your father to cheat on you! "

"In that case, then, good boy, just accept this task!" said the good boy coaxingly.

Fang Zichen kissed his tender and slippery little face, and said as if he had come before: "Er smash, you have to know that with greater ability comes greater responsibility. This is not something you can control at all!" Guaizi

Man He said with admiration: "Father, there is nothing wrong with what you said. The good boy has already deeply understood the bird."

Fang Zichen sighed: "Hey... you are so much like me, I don't know if this is a good thing or not." Bad."

Zhang Quan: "..."

Zhang Quan looked at the father and son who were full of distress and all kinds of melancholy because of their "too good", sighing and sighing, it was almost shameless to compete with each other. .

But after thinking about it carefully, Zhang Quan found that these two people also seemed to have the shameless capital. Now when they went out, the people outside praised the master and the young master to the sky, saying how awesome they were, and there were also rumors about his family. The Lord and Lei Gong are brothers. When the mountain was blown up, it was Lei Gong who took action, which made him ashamed.

Chapter 369:

I was afraid of being beaten when I went out before, but I don't have to worry now. The matter has been settled soon. Fang Zichen plans to return to Anping County soon. After being here for so long, the good boy has been following him, watching him. Fang Zichen seemed to have learned a lot while handling official duties. Fang Zichen was so pleased that he generously gave him ten cents and asked Zhang Quan to take him out for a while.

The good boy was so happy that he almost flew away. He was like a wild horse running wild. He was very happy when he reached the street. When he saw someone selling candied haws, he immediately ran over and said he wanted to buy one. The old man smiled and gave him two.

"Grandpa, the good boy wants one."

"Master, I'll give you another one."

"Ah?"

"Thank you and the prefect for helping us people in southern Sichuan get rid of harm."

The good boy was a little shy. He took the candied haws and said, "What a shame, Simo!"

When he went to buy steamed buns, the people confiscated his money and called him young master one by one. A nearby stall was selling loquats and he saw a good boy walking towards him with a big head. With her dark eyes and pink mouth, she was not afraid of him and quickly stuffed two skewers into his arms.

"Young master, try it. This loquat is grown by me. It's sweet. No money, no money. I'm giving it to you. Have a try. Is it delicious?"

"Young master, come here, come here. I'll give it to you. " I'll bake two big cakes for you to eat."

"Young master, do you want to eat chicken?"

The government officials are from the town. They have the latest information. When they got home, they told the family that the prefect was awesome. , the young master of the prefect's family is even more powerful. Did you go to see the prefect when he escorted people into the city that day?

"We went."

"Did you see the dozen bandits in the team who were beaten the worst? They were all beaten by the young master."

This word spread.

Some rice shop owners in the town were asked to go to the yamen to carry rice, but when they came back they gave up.

This magistrate looks scary, but he is easy to talk to. He is different from the previous magistrates. Those previous magistrates did not care whether they lived or died, they just took care of them. If the bandit's den was raided, the magistrate would not do anything to verify it. Then compensate them, the common people who were robbed.

This lord and his young master are good and kind to them.

They have nothing to repay, they can only give some worthless stuff.

When the good boy came back, he was holding a chicken wrapped in oil paper in his hands, and Zhang Quan was carrying a sack of stuff on his back. Fang Zichen was stunned. Could ten cents buy so much?

No matter how cheap things are in Ganzhou, ten cents can barely buy a chicken butt.

There were all kinds of things stuffed in the sack, including fruits, pork, flatbreads, sweet potatoes, cabbage...

Is his son eating the people's fat and the people's ointment?

But it's impossible. He has noble moral character and is selfless, and his children are bathed in the light of his righteousness every day. How can he be worse? And even if his son wanted to eat it, he would definitely not give it to someone as disgusting as Zhang Quan.

Fang Zichen looked at Zhang Quan: "Where did it come from?"

Zhang Quan's back was still aching: "The people outside gave it to me."

He couldn't stop him. Zhang Quan wanted to give him money, but he didn't want it. He lost it and wanted to leave. , people hit him on the back, saying that this was to thank the master and the young master, and no money was accepted.

The man stuffed so many things that the good boy couldn't carry them, but the aunt came to town to sell soybeans. The sack happened to be empty, so she helped the good boy load it.

Fang Zichen blinked and couldn't help but said: "These people are really wise!"

The boy's face was flushed and his eyes were shining. He held the chicken and crawled on Fang Zichen's body with all four limbs.

"Father."

"What for?"

"Give the good boy a sack. The good boy wants to go shopping again."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid has no ambition. Enough, at least three.

Zhang Quan saw Fang Zichen rushing to the backyard of the Yamen to get three sacks and asked him to take the good boy out again.

Zhang Quan: "..."

Zhang Quan is not as thick-skinned as them. He disobeyed Fang Zichen's order for the first time. He said that Shi Linjie would come instead of being a Taoist friend.

Shi Linjie stared at him and wanted to beat him to death.

He knew he was embarrassed and didn't want to go. Didn't he know that?

When the good boy appeared on the street again, he was still holding a few sacks in his hands, obviously he was well prepared.

Everyone knew at a glance that the prefect was probably greedy, but in their hearts they had no resentment or resentment. On the contrary, they found it a bit funny for no reason.

The good guy walked from the street to the end, thanking him all the way.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, aunt

." "Thank you, grandma."

"Thank you, uncle."

"You're welcome. If you like it, young master, take more. The mulberries picked by uncle are so sweet. Hey, young master, look at you as a guard. Something's wrong! Why is your face so red?"

From the moment he left the Yamen, all the blood in his body was rushing to his face. He was really embarrassed and wanted to persuade the good boy to go back, but he didn't listen to him. Thinking of going out and taking advantage.

The good boy walked two streets and filled two sacks. When Fang Zichen saw him coming back, there was still one empty sack: "Why are you back so fast?"

The good boy carried the sack back by himself, and he was sweating profusely. The small strands of hair on his forehead were wet and turned into clumps, which turned into barcodes: "Uncle Shi's old cold legs are so weak that he can't stand it anymore, so the good boy will bring him back first."

When Fang Zichen heard this, he immediately slapped the table and glared at Shi Linjie . : "What's the matter with you? When you were doing important things, you fell out of control, and your legs are already cold when you're only over thirty. What can you do when you get older? How much evil have you done?"

Shi Linjie: "... ····"

Another day later, Li Yisheng sent him a message, saying that the things he had given him had been done. Fang Zichen had already taken care of the big things, and Yang Chengfeng could take over the remaining chores with his ability. 'Handover' Afterwards, Fang Zichen couldn't wait to be reincarnated and returned to Anping County.

Several carriages were empty when they arrived, but now they are occupied.

After thinking about it, seeing that these guys and girls had nowhere to go, Fang Zichen decided to take them away.

Once they have gone far, no one will hold on to their past.

I have asked this before, and several guys and girls also agreed. Guaizi taught others for a few days, twisting his butt for them every day. Several people were very frustrated at first, but later they were also disturbed by Guaizi's nonsense. Makes you laugh.

"Brothers and sisters, have you ever been to the capital?" Guaizi asked intoxicatedly as he sat among a group of brothers and girls.

"I've never been there."

"The capital is nice. It's very nice and prosperous there. They wear nice clothes. When we return to Ganzhou, I'll ask my godfather and Brother Yu to make ice cream for you. That "Tiantian, Haoxi Xiren."

These people have never stepped out of the barren land of Quzhou. What kind of place is this?

What does the damn delicious ice cream taste like?

Guaizi said again that he had lived in the capital after all, and he knew how prosperous the capital was.

The shops are lined with trees, the traffic is busy, and the road is paved with blue bricks...

The few people listened with some yearning on their faces.

This alone is enough.

Brother Zhao received the letter and knew that Fang Zichen was coming back. He came to the city gate every day to look around, and the magistrate of Anping County also followed.

But after waiting for two days, no one was seen. Brother Zhao was a little disappointed, but things were important, so he didn't wait any longer and returned to Pingxiang Village with Xiaofeng and Gungundandan.

Binh Siang Village has been very busy recently.

Why?

Mr. Fang took his people and built a factory outside their village.

Pingxiang Village is close to the river. Outside the village is a flat open space, about thirty or forty acres, which is now all surrounded by government planning.

Brother Zhao recruited about a hundred workers in Pingxiang Village and several surrounding villages, and started building factories in full swing.

People in the village always came over to watch when they were idle. Some people were envious when they saw Brother Zhao directing a group of men to do work.

"Mr. Fang is really awesome."

"What's so awesome?"

"I don't know, I just think he's awesome."

There are no women or husbands in the village who can do things like this. Brother Zhao commands hundreds of men, although he doesn't know how to do it yet. What kind of factory is this? But it encompasses so much land that you can't even see the end of it. The foundation is also wide. You can tell at a glance that this factory is going to be big. I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money! How could they dare to do such an important thing?

What to do if something goes wrong?

This is no small matter.

"What's so great about it?" An old woman secretly glanced at Brother Zhao and said, "A Taoist woman doesn't stay at home to serve her parents-in-law and the head of the family. She spends all day in the crowd of men and throwing her hair around." He's so unruly, he's going to live in my house! I've told my son to divorce him a long time ago?

You don't even know what Mr. Fang looks like? What does he look like? He looks like a pig, and why would you leave it in your house? Mr. Fang just asked your son to dig out the cesspit for his house. I'm afraid it's so shabby!"

Mrs. Wu's neck became thick with anger: "You, What do you mean, Li Dahua, if you dare to scold my son, I will fight with you."

Li Dahua rolled up his sleeves: "Come on! Who is afraid of you!"

Li Dahua has a daughter who couldn't eat well during her pregnancy because her family was poor. My mother-in-law is also a patriarchal person. When her daughter was born, she was often hungry and full. Now she is fifteen, she is thin and small. Mrs. Wu started chatting with others, saying that this girl has small breasts. He also has a small butt, and he is afraid that he is a chicken that cannot lay eggs. When this word reached Li Dahua's ears, the two families started to quarrel. Now, more than a year later, the two still fight whenever they meet.

Seeing that they were about to fight, several people nearby quickly pulled them away.

However, as soon as Mrs. Wu stood up, she was suddenly kicked from behind to the waist.

"Oh, who lacks great virtue!"

Everyone looked back and found that it was the eldest son of the prefect's family. This eldest son usually doesn't talk much and has a serious face, but according to others, he listens to Mr. Fang very much. As for Mr. Fang, the two of them had a very good relationship and were very protective of Mr. Fang.

Mrs. Wu didn't dare to scream for a moment.

There are always some uncivilized people in the village.

The first was in Ronghe Village, where everyone was poor and had no other thoughts. Anping County was better, where people were not hungry so they had the energy to chat with Taoists.

Mrs. Wu's waist hurt so tight that she couldn't get up after falling to the ground. If it were anyone else, she would have scolded her back, but to Xiaofeng, she didn't dare to say a word.

There was a lot of movement here, Brother Zhao came over: "What's wrong?"

Several women and husbands broke out in cold sweat, Xiaofeng pointed at Old Mrs. Wu: "He said bad things about you, Uncle Zhao."

"No, no, I, I won't I don't dare anymore."

Brother Zhao looked at her coldly and recognized this man. He had met him several times in the village before. When he met him, he was respectful on the surface, but his eyes were full of contempt.

This is how it is these days. Only when the man in charge is incompetent will the people in the house go out and show off.

After a while, Brother Zhao suddenly asked her in a cold voice which family she belonged to?

Mrs. Wu didn't dare to say anything. Brother Zhao looked at the women nearby, and the women started talking.

Brother Zhao opened the little book he carried with him and took a look: "Wu family? Your two sons are working here! Even if you look down on me, I won't dare to hire your son."

Mrs. Wu panicked: "Husband, my wife, I was wrong. Don't take it to heart! Moreover, the recruiter said well that as long as they work hard, they can stay. It's my wife who is just talking nonsense. It has nothing to do with my two sons!"

Brother Zhao! The son's voice was deep: "How come it's irrelevant? You said bad things about me. Your son made money from me, and he used it to show his filial piety to you. If you are full and full, I'm afraid you will have more strength to gossip about me everywhere."

"Mr. Fang, I don't dare anymore."

Mrs. Wu's two sons were digging the foundation when they were suddenly called out by a guard. The two looked at each other and hurriedly crawled out of the ditch.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

The imperial guard handed over a bunch of copper coins: "This is your wages for the past few days."

When the two brothers saw the money, they were happy at first, and then they realized what they were doing.

This is wrong. How come you suddenly just pay them wages?

When asked, the Imperial Guard said coldly, "You ladies are so powerful!" You even dare to gossip about Mr. Fang. If you are so powerful, why are you doing any work?

The outsiders don't know, but the Imperial Guards do. The prefect dotes on the Lord very much. When the Lord tells him to go west, they don't dare to go east. The Lord and the young master are often beaten by him to the point where they want to go up the mountain and act like monkeys. This is a brother who can stand above their elders. This old woman is also fearless and even dares to gossip about the master.

When Mrs. Wu returned home, she felt a pity in her heart. She would not have said that if she had known it earlier. Now her two sons lost their jobs. This factory is so big that they have only just dug the foundation in a few days. I am afraid there will be more work to do later. For a long time, I was earning nine cents a day!

Mrs. Wu felt distressed just thinking about it. The stool was not warm as soon as she sat down, and her two sons came back angrily.

"Mom."

Mrs. Wu responded in a nagging voice.

"Did you go to the factory area to speak ill of Mr. Fang?"

"I, I..."

"Why are you like this? It's not enough to offend people in the village, so you go over there. Go, Mr. Fang, do you dare to say that you are afraid that he will not die quickly enough? Now that it has caused me and my second brother to lose our jobs, you are satisfied."

At first, Mrs. Wu felt that she was offended by her words. Brother Zhao felt guilty because she couldn't help her two children, but now her son, who was usually obedient, was scolding her, and she felt a little unhappy again.

"What's wrong with saying a few words? What did I say wrong? So what if he is the husband of an adult? Could it be that if I say a few words, he can still drag me to behead my head?"

Anping County and Anhe County are close to each other. , Fang Zichen exploded mountains to divert water in Anhe County, which relieved Anhe County's century-old suffering. There was news there that the prefect and Mr. Fang were good people, close to the people, and had no airs at all.

After Brother Zhao came, the yamen servants lived there. Although the county magistrate arranged a place, Pingxiang Village was far away from the county seat. For convenience, Brother Zhao asked the village chief to find a house and took the imperial guards and Uncle Tang and others lived in the village.

Mrs. Wu saw him chatting with several husbands in the village several times, smiling and smiling, so she felt that this man had nothing to be afraid of, and he seemed no different from other ordinary people.

Good officials will not mess with their people.

How dare she say that she wanted to replace the one in front.

"It's okay, Mr. Fang, if he doesn't want you. I see that the work is hard, and it only lasts for a month. Is it worth it for you to lose your temper with Mom?" "

Mom, you don't understand, I listen. Mr. Fang told the boy he brought here that they are going to build a paper mill here. After the factory is built, they will recruit workers in the village. "

"What did you say?" Mrs. Wu? I was shocked. No matter how I thought about it, I thought it was impossible. How could a paper mill be built so big?

Although she is a woman in the village, she also knows things. Take their village as an example, the largest village in Anping County is their Pingxiang Village, but there is not even a scholar in their village, and the surrounding villages have not listened. I have said that every family has children studying, but every family is poor, and their stomachs are not full, so there is no money to spend on other things.

Even if there are no scholars, why make this paper?

Who did you make it and sell it to?

Even Zhang Jiayao, the magistrate of Anping County, thought the same thing when he heard Brother Zhao say that he wanted to build a paper mill, and he immediately persuaded him.

Don't build it. If you build it, no one will buy it.

There are only nine scholars in Anping County, not to mention that there is no papermaking workshop in Anping County. People in the village must not know about it. When it is built, who will do it?

Lord prefect?

Moreover, he knew a little about what paper was made from, which was wood pulp, but there were not many trees on the mountains in Anping County, and most of the trees on the mountains were bamboo.

But when it comes to diverting water from Anhe County, everyone thinks that he is messing around and is young and immature. The water cannot be diverted, but what about the rest?

The bandits in southern Shu have been arrogant for almost twenty years, and your Excellency has only been here for a few days! He beat the people until they were all scurrying away, leaving no one alive but all of them were wiped out.

Zhang Jiayao had just given a few words of advice, but when Mu Ran thought of these things, he immediately stopped talking.

No matter what the factory was doing, Mrs. Wu regretted it greatly when she heard that she would recruit workers in the village.

"Then let me ask Mr. Fang for help."

"Mom, there are so many people in the village. If there are not enough people in the village, people can still be recruited from Platform Village. Mr. Fang is not short of people. You have offended others. What's wrong with him? He will recruit us back again, you are also confused."

"How do I know! I have seen him several times in the village, and he had a good chat with the old woman from the Li family. I thought... "

Do you think people are easy to bully? They are nice, but they are not temperamental. You can tell them who they are!"

"Killing chickens to scare monkeys" has paid off, and the guys below are working more diligently.

Mr. Fang is easy to talk to, but you really can't mess with him, otherwise you'll have to get out. It's hard to find work outside during the slack season.

The head of Pingxiang Village, surnamed Fang, knew that Brother Zhao wanted to live in the village, so he specially arranged a large yard for him. There were only two old people in this family. They had a daughter who married in another village. The two old people had many houses in their home. It was originally planned that when my daughter and son-in-law would come back with their grandson during the Chinese New Year, I would have a room to live in. Once I had settled in, I wouldn't be in a hurry to go back.

This place was empty, so Brother Zhao took Xiaofeng and the others to live in it.

I didn't wait for Fang Zichen to come back first, and the officers and soldiers came to deliver the letter the next day.

The letter stated that Fang Zichen went to Luoshan County and would not be coming back for the next few days.

Brother Zhao felt a little depressed after reading the letter.

Fang Zichen has been to Shunan for several days. Without him and Guaizi running around, Brother Zhao felt a lot more deserted.

Xiaofeng looked at him and said, "Uncle Zhao, do you miss Uncle Fang?"

"Yeah!"

Xiaofeng also thought a little: "Where did Uncle Fang and Guaizi go?"

"Luoshan County."

Look at the brochure first, go up As mentioned above, there are many mountains in Luoshan County. The stones on the mountains are very strange. When they are cut out, they are white inside, but if left for a long time, they will slowly turn black.

This was a color-changing stone. At first, everyone was frightened and reported it to their superiors.

Fang Zichen asked Li Yisheng to bring his homemade hydrochloric acid to take a look. Li Yisheng went to Luoshan County and went down to the village. He found those mountains and had two pieces dug out. After they were dug out, a drop of hydrochloric acid was added and bubbled.

He immediately replied to Fang Zichen.

Now that limestone has been found, it's time to build a factory.

If you want to be rich, build roads first.

Fang Zichen didn't know how to deal with other roads. The only ones he encountered were dirt roads, cement roads, and asphalt roads. The latter ones were difficult to deal with, but only cement roads were easy to repair.

Cement roads are made of limestone and clay. Asphalt roads are expensive to build, and their anti-skid properties are better than those of cement oil. But he was nervous at this moment. There are no big trucks nowadays, and he doesn't race on them. Cement roads are the first choice.

Originally he just wanted to straighten out the dirt road, expand what needed to be expanded, and mend what needed to be repaired, but when he went to Anhe County in the spring rain, the road was simply muddy. It was the same in Xiaohe Village before, and the road was repaired over and over again. But it was of no use. After walking too much, there was a hole here and a hole there. When he took the village chief's bullock cart to the town, his butt didn't sit properly on the cart board, which made his buttocks break.

The official road is slightly smoother, but that is because the government spends a lot of manpower to repair it every year.

Even so, it's not too good. I took office first and walked along the official road. On rainy days, the wheels got stuck in the mud puddles, and five or six men couldn't push them up. The merchants took the goods and loaded them heavier. In order to avoid this problem, No one dares to bring too little, but if you bring too much, the cost of food, drink, and accommodation along the way will be high. The horses are tired, so they need to eat well. The road is difficult to walk, and the journey is slow. All in all, the cost will be high.

Later, I happened to see an old document from Luoshan County, and Fang Zichen wanted to build a cement road.

Li Yisheng followed Fang Zichen's instructions and chose a place to build a factory. Just as he was about to make a big move, a letter came from Mrs. Li, saying that she thanked Xiao Yu and asked him to go back.

Xie Xiaoyu couldn't stay idle after coming to Ganzhou, so he took Brother Yu and several others to open a shop in the city again, still making roast duck and spicy sauce.

It is not easy to start everything over. Where can I order ducks, where can I buy chili peppers, and Brother Zhao is not here? Xie Xiaoyu is busy with all these things alone. Ganzhou City is not as prosperous as Yuanzhou and Jingcheng, and things cannot be lost anymore. Selling it so expensive means making less money, but you can't sit idle.

A pound of raw duck here costs six cents, and Xie Xiaoyu's roasted duck sells for seventeen cents. This way he can still make a profit, but the people in Ganzhou are really too poor. Most of them usually buy a few half a catty back for toothpaste, and few people The ones that could be bought by the pound were sold cheaply and there was no profit. He only sold 11 or 2 pigs in one day. Later, Xie Xiaoyu discovered that pigs were cheap and everything could be braised. Those large intestines and pig livers had no taste at all after being braised. The purchase price It was cheap, so it was sold cheaply, so more people bought it, and the business in the store was booming. He had been working around for most of the past month. Ordinary people would lose one or two pounds due to being so busy, but he ended up eating less. What's more, two bowls at a meal were not enough to eat, and he was too lazy to serve the rice. Fang Zichen specially asked someone to make a bucket-sized bowl for Guaizi, and he even used it.

Everything was on track, so he thought about going to the village to see Gungun, but before he even left the city gate, he suddenly complained of a stomachache. Mrs. Li thought he wanted to squat in a manhole, so she quickly took him back, and he squatted in the manhole for most of the day. , it still hurts. Later, Master Li took a pulse and said it was four months old.

Mrs. Li didn't even know what to say.

In the fourth month, her belly should be a little bigger, but Mrs. Li helped Xie Xiaoyu make clothes first, and she had seen his belly. The oil was in circles, and she didn't even notice it herself. Xie Xiaoyu was inexperienced, so she was afraid I don't know even more.

Li Yisheng could not stand still after reading the letter. Knowing that Fang Zichen had finished killing the bandits, he called him over.

Fang Zichen had no choice but to take a detour to Luoshan County. After two days of busy work in Luoshan County, he realized that there was really a shortage of manpower. Shi Linjie and Zhang Quan were so stupid that they were not on the same path as him, and there were some things going on. It was not easy for them to understand. It was better to be one of our own. After thinking about it, Fang Zichen wrote to Yuanzhou and asked Lin Xiaoxia and his family to come over.

The cement factory pollutes a lot and should not be too close to the village. Moreover, because it uses limestone as the main raw material for the production of cement, the factory should be located near a limestone mine. Fang Zichen has already made plans on how to start the construction, and Luoshishan County Magistrate An Qianqian followed him. After two days of busy work, Fang Zichen saw that he didn't look like the old man in Shunan, so he asked him to follow him. Later, Li Yisheng came over and joined him.

He is going home.

If he doesn't go back, his two sons may not know who he is.

Fang Zichen and his boy quickly returned to Anping County.

Now that the little ones are teething, they are drooling all the time. Xiaofeng has to change their collars twice a day, and the two little ones love to move tightly. When no one is teasing them, you will give them a kick when they lie down together. If I give you a fist, the skin will be so thick and tight that it won't hurt.

Brother Zhao often carried them to the outside of the village to supervise the work, and Xiaofeng would follow, taking a bamboo mat with him. When they got to the ground, they would spread it out and let the two little guys sit on it. They would watch the workers at work, and they could watch them all day long.

Today, Brother Zhao also brought them here as usual. Gungundandan and Zheng looked at the workers at work. There was a voice from the front, someone calling them.

"Get out of here, my son!"

"Brother, brother..." "

Get out of here, my son..." Get out of here suddenly got excited, and immediately screamed. He turned his head and looked around, and saw Fang Zichen running from the opposite side, and screamed excitedly again. After making a few noises, he crawled toward them happily, and his limbs crawled out of the afterimage.

Xiaofeng couldn't hold it back, and the two children stretched out their hands towards Fang Zichen like hungry dogs seeing steamed buns.

Chapter 370

Fang Zichen rushed over and picked up Gungundan. Gungundandan hasn't seen him for more than ten days, but he still remembers that he was happy when he saw him, and kept howling like a wolf cub.

Fang Zichen kissed them, and the two little guys rubbed Fang Zichen, laughing, and seemed very happy.

The good boy raised his head and said hurriedly: "Father, good boy, you also need to hold your brother."

Fang Zichen felt the heavy weight on his hands: "Your brother is so heavy, can you carry him? Don't give it to him. Press out Xianglai. "

Go away, your face is as big as a plate now, just look at your face, it looks bigger than the good boy.

Guaizi loved his two younger brothers so much that he frowned and said unconvinced: "Good boy can do it, my brother is small and not heavy."

Fang Zichen handed him the lighter Gungun, and Guaizi could still hold it. , this time I keep calling "Gungun".

"Brother, do you still remember brother?"

Gungun kicked his legs and pressed against the good boy's neck: "Ah!"

The good boy bumped him twice and said coquettishly: "Are you, Simo, a drooling bird? Is it because of that? Is your brother handsome? Hahaha, Gungun is a nymphomaniac brother."

Xiaofeng smiled and pinched his face: "No, because Gungun has teeth."

Xiaofeng saw him go out and come back. The front teeth have also grown unexpectedly, and now they have white tips.

"The good boy has teeth too, but he's not even drooling."

Xiaofeng wanted to say something, but when he looked at the good boy's bright eyes, he had the same air of a bastard who wanted to be beaten, just like Fang Zichen. I can't say anything.

When Fang Zichen came running over on horseback, everyone noticed him and looked at him with curiosity and awe.

It turns out that this is their prefect!

He looks really handsome!

He is also strangely young. The prefect is the biggest official in the continent. No young man of this age in the village is as promising as the prefect.

Whose child is it? His parents are really shameless.

Brother Zhao broke away from the crowd and rushed over, holding Fang Zichen's arm, his round face full of unconcealable joy.

"You're back."

Fang Zichen smiled and bumped him lightly with his elbow: "So happy!"

Brother Zhao was very honest: "Well, you've been gone for almost half a month."

In addition to his return to his hometown to worship his ancestors At that time, the two had never been separated for so long. It was undeniable that Brother Zhao missed him so much that he couldn't care about anyone else. He held Fang Zichen's arm with one hand and grabbed the good boy's little boy with the other like pulling a carrot. Tweeting, I wanted to take them back.

Knowing that they had not eaten anything all the way back, Brother Zhao personally cooked a pot of noodles for them. There were free-range eggs bought from the villagers at home, and the lard was fried until both sides were brown and fragrant. Fang Zichen ate the small tomatoes grown by the farmer until they were fried, and the soup was bright red. He added a handful of green vegetables and a spoonful of hot sauce. Fang Zichen ate happily, and the good boy even swung his two short legs and slurped.

Xiaofeng held Gungun and sat next to him. Dandan was still in Fang Zichen's arms. Fang Zichen was eating happily when a small fat hand suddenly plunged into his bowl quickly.

Fang Zichen was shocked.

"Ouch, shit..."

Dandan said nothing and stuffed the powder into his mouth.

"It's spicy, you can't eat it!"

Fang Zichen wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.

The good boy also hurriedly threw away his chopsticks and went to grab: "Brother, you can't eat it, you can't eat it. It's spicy when you eat a bird's butt."

Brother Zhao was washing the pot when he heard the child crying. He hurriedly ran out to see and saw Dandan. His body was covered with vermicelli, his little mouth was so spicy that it turned into a "pouty mouth", his cheeks and little face were red and swollen, and he suddenly felt distressed. But when I asked, I found out the reason why the child was being tortured, and I found it very funny.

Fang Zichen panicked, and Dandan was out of breath from crying. Brother Zhao skillfully gave him several sips of water, and drank a lot of milk before Dandan stopped sobbing.

Fang Zichen's skin tightened all over: "Brother Zhao, it's not my fault!"

Dandan had never been like this before, and at that speed, he was like a rocket launching, and he couldn't stop him.

Brother Zhao smiled and said it was okay.

The child has only learned to "grab for food" in the past few days. He wants to stuff everything he sees into his mouth. He didn't have time to say anything just now. It's no wonder.

His behavior made Fang Zichen feel even worse: "Brother Zhao, if you want to scold me, just scold me, but don't prepare any big killer moves for me! Your little husband is delicate and frail, and he is more delicate than a flower. He can't bear it." "

Brother Zhao laughed and said softly: "If I don't beat you, you won't be able to pay for food at night."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This is so straightforward! But he likes it.

Give him another bowl of powder and he will fight the goblin for 300 rounds tonight.

Dandan squealed twice more, and Guaizi poked his mouth gently: "Brother is sexy now, hahaha!"

Dandan didn't understand. The scar healed and he forgot about the pain. He thought Guaizi was playing with him, and then Crunchy laughed.

The boy kissed him.

In the afternoon, Zhang Quan and others arrived at Pingxiang Village.

The carriage was slower, and Fang Zichen was anxious, so he rode back in the morning.

At this moment, Uncle Tang had just returned from washing clothes by the river. When he saw two carriages parked at the gate of the courtyard, and all the young guys and girls getting off, he frowned immediately.

Brother Zhao was changing the child's pants in the room, and Fang Zichen happened to be in the yard. Uncle Tang pulled him aside and said softly: "Master, are those outside...the ones you took in?"

Shunan Merchants gathered there, and Fang Zichen went over to suppress the bandits. He was afraid that some merchants were rushing to please them. It was reasonable to send some beauties to win over them, and most of the men had three wives and four concubines, but Uncle Tang just felt unhappy.

Fang Zichen blinked: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have a husband. I am wholehearted. I am a good man. If Brother Zhao hears this, you will have to collect the body for me tomorrow."

"Then they "Really?"

Fang Zichen said a few words, and Uncle Tang sighed after hearing this, it turns out they are all poor people.

After suffering this kind of crime, it would be better to leave there and find a new place. No one will know about these things, so they won't be gossiped about.

"Then I'll make arrangements for them."

"Go, go."

Fang Zichen couldn't think of anything else at the moment, he was just looking forward to fighting Brother Zhao's goblin at night.

Brother Zhao changed the child's pants and went to the village to buy chickens. He felt that the boy seemed a little thin and wanted to make up for it.

Fang Zichen was speechless after hearing this. Are you still thin? Where to lose weight? He didn't notice it at all. All the way back, this boy was hanging out with those guys and girls. He was almost too happy to miss his childhood. He only came to see him when he wanted to sleep at night. Brother Zhao's words made it sound like he was mistreating him. Like a son.

After dinner in the evening, Fang Zichen ran back to his room.

Seeing that his butt was on fire, Xiaofeng roared anxiously, slightly curious: "Is Uncle Fang so sleepy?"

Brother Zhao's face had two blushes, and he changed the subject: "The room is not enough, tonight you Sleep with me, okay?"

Now that the weather is getting hot, the Imperial Guards can sleep in sheds outside the village, but the brothers and girls brought back by Fang Zichen cannot sleep outside. Uncle Tang has prepared two rooms for them, so the good boy has no place to live. , You can't let him go up a tree to rest at night.

Xiaofeng nodded and had no objection. It wasn't like they had slept together before. Although the good boy was seven years old, he was still small and his butt was still as big as a bowl.

Brother Zhao finished his meal and hurried to take a shower. As soon as he entered the door, Fang Zichen pounced on him and pushed him against the door panel with one hand. The greasy man seemed to be possessed:

"Little beauty..."

" The child hasn't slept yet!" Brother Zhao smiled and pointed at the rolling egg in the crib.

Fang Zichen looked back and saw the two children looking at them unblinkingly with their big dark eyes.

Even though his skin was as thick as a city wall, Fang Zichen still felt quite embarrassed to do such a thing in front of his children.

Brother Zhao saw him walking over and manually closed the eyes of the two children. "Hurry up and sleep, or we will throw you into the pig pen."

Fang Zichen covered his eyes with rolling balls. The two children thought they were playing with them and laughed even more happily.

Fang Zichen was deeply depressed, but Brother Zhao personally took the initiative. He had just coaxed the two children to sleep, and before he could get up in the future, Fang Zichen suddenly hugged him and pressed his red lips against him.

It was so sudden that Brother Zhao was as stiff as a chicken, his head was swollen and his cheeks were slightly red. It was not until the pain biting on his lips came that he regained some of his meager consciousness.

Brother Zhao hugged Fang Zichen's waist and narrowed his eyes. Fang Zichen tightened him tightly, sucking Brother Zhao's lips greedily and hungrily, and said, "Do you miss me? Huh?"

Brother Zhao felt Fang Zichen's leg got stuck between his legs, and his face was so hot that it almost burned.

Fang Zichen was dissatisfied with his hesitation, biting his lips ferociously, forcefully opening the gap between his teeth and breaking in, curling the tip of his soft and hot tongue to suck and stir wildly.

His fierce and deep kiss made Brother Zhao's whole body weak and his mind dizzy and blank.

His whole body trembled slightly, Fang Zichen's hands got into his clothes, and his palms kneaded his smooth waist. Waves of tingling electricity ran up his spine, causing his reason to collapse in vain.

Fang Zichen carried him to the bed, and then pressed him on top.

The close contact made the two of them feel even hotter. Fang Zichen hugged him and murmured affectionately.

"Baozi Jing, do you miss me or not?"

Brother Zhao punched him in confusion.

"Then what kind of spirit are you?"

Seeing that his cheeks were bulging with anger, Fang Zichen couldn't help but laugh, bit his earlobe and licked it,

Brother Zhao's body trembled slightly, Fang Zichen's hot chest was pressed against him He was so burned that his body also surged with pain.

Fang Zichen's kisses went all the way down his neck. Brother Zhao raised his neck with a groan. When Fang Zichen asked again, he gasped and trembled. He lay in his arms and hummed like a kitten: "I think, husband, I miss you very much. "

...

Fang Zichen has been busy for half a month. Brother Zhao knew that he must be tired, so he specifically asked Uncle Tang not to call him when he got up in the morning, so that he could get enough sleep.

Here in Anping County, most people in the village grow rice. There are two seasons a year. The first season is sown in late February and mid-March, and can be harvested in mid-to-late June. At this time, in the fields outside, the rice ears are slightly yellow. .

Fang Zichen didn't go out after waking up. He was entertaining his two children at home.

Brother Zhao arranged for the people he brought back to work in the factory.

There were mostly men there, and a few people were a little scared at first, but when they saw Uncle Tang and Xiaofeng there, they felt at ease.

Brother Zhao didn't ask them to do any heavy work, he just shoveled some soil.

When people have something to do and are busy, they won't always think randomly.

Brother Zhao stayed with them for a while, thinking that Fang Zichen and Guaizi would take care of the two children at home, so he felt uneasy. It was the right time, so he went back to cook. As soon as he arrived outside the yard, he heard several voices coming from inside. A child's clear and loud laughter.

When he got inside, Brother Zhao's face turned dark.

Three children were thrown onto the rafters by a fishing net. The good boy hugged his balls, hugging him from left to right. The two children were soft and pressed against his chest. The good boy looked intoxicated and seemed to be dying of beauty. .

Fang Zichen pushed it, and it felt like flying on a swing. The children were always happy, and their clear laughter never stopped, and they continued to play like this every day after that.

Fang Zichen pushed it as far as he could, and the children laughed happily, but Uncle Tang was very frightened. He was always worried that the fishing net would break and the three children would fall and have their heads cracked.

After Fang Zichen rested for a few days, Li Yisheng had returned to Luoshan County. The factory there had started construction, but the paper mill here was forced to suspend operations.

——Here in Anping County, the grain is about to be harvested.

It is the rainy season now. When the rice is ripe, it must be taken home in time. Otherwise, when the rain comes and the wind is strong, it will blow down and soak in the water. The rice may rot. Moreover, there are many rats in the field, and the men have to If we go back to collect it, the project will have to stop.

Fang Zichen was bored, so he put the child in the basket, carried it on his back, and followed Brother Zhao to the village.

The villagers were busy harvesting rice in the fields. They saw Fang Zichen leading Brother Zhao towards them. The boy was jumping around on the side. His balls were too round and could barely fit into a backpack. It would be so crowded. They couldn't move, and only their heads were sticking out, but neither of the two children cried, and their eyes were wandering around.

The villagers straightened up and said hello solemnly.

Fang Zichen waved his hands and asked them to go about their business. Whose land was on the side of the road and it hadn't been cut yet. Fang Zichen took a closer look and weighed it with his hands. He saw that the millet on the ears was very shriveled, with few knots and no weight. No wonder I haven't had enough to eat after working hard for a year.

When modern people plant crops, if fertilizer is sprinkled, the rice ears will bend to the ground during the autumn harvest. It is really incomparable.

Fang Zichen sighed leisurely.

Brother Zhao looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Fang Zichen said it was okay and went down to the field to talk to the two old men.

In fact, you don't need to ask to know that one acre can only produce two hundred kilograms of grain. Fortunately, it can be grown in two seasons. If it is only one season, it will not be enough to eat.

Most of the people in the village sell the rice after harvesting it, and then buy some cheap brown rice to eat back.

If you want to have high yields in the fields, you need to be more diligent in removing weeds and catching insects. If the conditions at home are good, you can also add some manure.

But there was not enough food to eat, and there was not enough excrement, so most of it was reserved for growing vegetables.

"It would be great if there were chemical fertilizers." Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao didn't understand: "What is chemical fertilizer?"

Fang Zichen replied: "It's something even more powerful than manure. It's not a problem to spread four to five hundred kilograms per acre on the field."

Brother Zhao's eyes shone: "Is there really such a thing?"

Fang Zichen said seriously: "It must be true. I am an honest person and never tell lies."

The good boy kept covering his mouth and laughing, and Fang Zichen slapped him on the head.

The two old men glanced at Fang Zichen and remained silent.

This prefect is so good at dreaming!

It is not a problem to pay four to five kilograms per acre. They have been farming for decades, and the weather is good. In the best years, if they pay two kilograms per acre, they will smile.

It is only their experienced and hard-working veterans who can grow so much. Four to five hundred kilograms per acre is impossible, absolutely impossible.

Fang Zichen always sounds loud when he talks, but so far, Brother Zhao rarely listens to his bragging. Moreover, he comes from a place where the country is prosperous and the people are prosperous. There are planes that can carry people in the sky, and there are air conditioners that can cool down. A car that can run without a horse, how amazing these things are! Fertilizer that can produce four to five hundred pounds per acre of real estate does not seem so magical.

He immediately leaned over: "Husband, can you make fertilizer?"

Fang Zichen shook his head without thinking, "No."

Brother Zhao looked at him carefully and asked in disbelief: "Really?"

Fang Zichen nodded, Brother Zhao After poking him, he drank green tea again. He stood next to him and said sweetly: "But husband, I think you are the most handsome man who can make fertilizer."

Fang Zichen: "..."

I was really impressed. It's very tight.

Fang Zichen coughed, shook his head, and said coaxingly: "Actually, this thing is not difficult. Although I don't know how to do it, I have learned some in chemistry class before. I will go back and study it." "

I I know my husband is the best." Brother Zhao praised him, Fang Zichen put his hands on his waist and pressed his chest: "Be low-key, low-key, how many times have you said it, why don't you take it to heart?"

Brother Zhao laughed, I picked two wild flowers and gave them to Gungundandan.

Since he had boasted about Haikou and could not do anything to undermine his dignity as a man, Fang Zichen went back and started doing it.

The macronutrients needed for crop production include carbon, hydroxide, phosphorus, potassium and calcium. In the chemistry class, the teacher showed them a video of the process of producing urea in a fertilizer plant.

But there is no machinery at the moment, so we have to do it manually.

After harvesting the rice, we still have to dry it, and we have to rush to plant the second crop of rice, plow the fields and transplant rice seedlings. We are really busy until the end of July. Over at the factory, Brother Zhao will lead the guards and guards to do some work by themselves. Also a little bit.

The brothers and girls had work to do, and since they were still young, only in their teens, Brother Zhao took great care of them. It was getting hot now, so he personally made milk tea and soaked chicken feet and called them back to eat. The boys and girls ate happily.

No one here knows what happened to them, no one thinks they are dirty, and no one looks at them with pity and pity. After changing to the new environment, everyone feels a little more relaxed and wants to repay Fang Zichen for his hard work. Very good, but still a drop in the bucket.

This situation had been thought of earlier, so before the construction of the cement plant started and the road was repaired, Fang Zichen asked Brother Zhao to come to Anping County first.

In previous years, most of the straw in the fields was burned in the ground, or some was bundled and taken home to patch up the roof. Those who raised pigs would also keep some to lay pig pens in winter, or use it to start fires, and the rest was used to make fires. The fields were burned.

The millet at home has been dried, and there was a heavy rain earlier. It has been sunny in the past two days, so everyone thought of burning the straw in the field, then plowing the ground quickly, planting rice seedlings quickly, and finishing the work at home before going home. Work for the prefect.

This morning, before everyone went to the fields, the imperial guards came in from the entrance of the village beating gongs.

The village chief came up to greet him. What happened to the official? But do you have anything to tell me from above?

The imperial guard said loudly: "The government will collect straw this year. Before you pay two cents for a bundle, you always tell the villagers that if you want to sell it, don't burn it."

What?

The village chief suspected that he had heard wrongly: "Harvest, harvest straw? Not rice? Sir, sir..."

The village chief wants to ask you, are you right?

But I dare not say it.

The Imperial Guard patiently replied: "Yes, it is harvested straw. However, the factory building has not been completed yet. We have bundled it back. We will put it at home for now. When the factory building is completed, we will notify everyone to pick it up as soon as possible."

A bundle contains two coins. Money, there is so much straw in the field, it needs to be bundled twenty or thirty times!

A few dozen pennies, it's like picking it up for free.

How can this thing be sold for money? Why did the official take it?

This is inedible.

Everyone doesn't understand it, but it's a good thing if you can sell it for money!

Every household stopped burning and bundled all the straw back without leaving a single drop.

The ash left over from burning the straw can fertilize the land. Some people are worried that if the straw is not burned, the crops grown in the second half of the year will not be good without the ash, so they go to the mountains to cut the grass, bring it back and burn it in the fields.

Everyone started to rework in late July, and the Luoshan County cement plant has been built.

Fang Zichen went over to take a look, and it was as he said. There were no mistakes in the raw material workshop, the firing workshop, and the finished product workshop. In this way, the mountains outside could be mined.

The work was tiring, so Fang Zichen asked Yang Chengfeng to escort the bandits over and let them do the work.

Afraid of being cheated, Fang Zichen transferred ten officers and soldiers to supervise the work.

The ten people who were the first to suppress the bandits also followed Fang Zichen. Knowing that this group of people were evil-minded and unscrupulous, they became ruthless at the moment. It was as if Zhou Papi was possessed by them. He gave them a wild vegetable nest every day, and it was enough to urinate in them. At this time, the "overdue" spiel can't be finished, and people are forced to hold it back. Anyone who can't hold it back is looking for trouble.

But there are not enough manpower. Every workshop in the factory needs people. After the limestone is mined, it has to be transported back to the factory. There are no cows in the village here, so we have to let people pick it.

The officers and soldiers went down to the village again.

Do you want to find a job? Do you want to make money?

Of course I think so.

Then come to our cement factory! Nine cents a day. Who doesn't know that this cement factory was built by a government official, but the officials are not good people, so they won't go if they don't want to.

Just as the men were about to shake their heads, someone from the side rushed over.

"Master, I'll go, I'll go."

"Tieniu, are you stupid? You're full and full and have nothing to do, so you're going to work for free?"

"You're stupid, that cement plant was built by the prefect, the prefect He's a good guy. I'm happy to work for him."

"Oh, Tieniu, you can tell a joke." "You just go to Hua Widow's house every day, and you do n't

know anything about it."

He spoke again and watched Tieniu coldly leading a group of people to sign up.

I want to make money so crazy that I actually work for those beasts like Mr. Guan. Bah, you have no spine.

Tieniu saw him wandering back to Widow Hua's house and didn't pay attention.

In a factory, there are only a limited number of people who want it, so it's first come, first served, and you'll regret it.

Thirteen people came to this village, and they all got along well with Tieniu. Tieniu knew some people in the town and was well-informed. Now he said that the new prefect was good and could do this job. Although everyone was dubious, Tieniu shouted, so he had to give him face.

If the official doesn't pay them in the end, it's just a day's work for them, and it means nothing.

Someone saw Tieniu signing up and wanted to go over to sign up, but was stopped by his family.

The next night, everyone in the village was waiting at the entrance of the village.

From a distance, one could see Tieniu and his group covered in gray, but all of them had smiles on their faces.

There's nothing else you don't understand about this.

No need to ask, the official must have paid him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to smile like that.

But some people still didn't believe it until everyone paid out their wages.

Nine cents of money filled the palm of my hand.

Oh my mother!

At nine cents a day, this job is the best. It's hard to find a job with this kind of salary outside.

Besides, it's close to the village, so you don't have to go all the way outside.

Some people's eyes widened: "This, this is impossible, is this copper plate fake?" He couldn't believe it, so he took a copper plate and put it in his mouth and bit it: "Ah, bah," he vowed: "This is a fake. "Yes."

Tie Niu was angry: "What's the matter? It's fake?"

"This copper plate has a smell, it doesn't have the aroma of copper coins."

Before Tie Niu said anything, several people nearby laughed.

"Does it smell like feet?"

"Yes, I couldn't tell you what it smells like just now. But when you tell me, it does smell a bit like feet. You have been deceived. I'm afraid you might not be able to use this copper plate cleanly. "Don't talk nonsense

, I just knocked the copper plate out of my shoe."

When

Li Yisheng arrived at the door of the factory the next day, he saw a crowd standing outside. Gangster.

No one knows Li Yisheng's identity, but he is in charge of such a large factory, and even the officers and soldiers listen to him, so it's probably not a big deal.

At this time, no one dared to join in a swarm.

"Master Guan."

"Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing. I just wanted to ask if you are still hiring?"

"No, we are full."

Everyone was disappointed, and some women's eyes turned red on the spot. Complained.

"I wanted to sign you up that day, but you didn't. You lied and scolded me for being a womanizer and being ignorant. I believe everything people say. Now that it's fine, my job is gone."

Tieniu said, this is not short-term . Live!

It's right to think about it. If we just stop doing it for a few months, we won't go to such a big expense to set up a factory like this.

It was built with bricks and covered with tiles, and the villagers looked at it with envy.

Everyone was noisy and complained about each other.

The men from the next village came over to work, and everyone looked at them with envy.

wrong! !

Several women and their husbands were walking toward the factory.

What's going on?

"Are you recruiting women and Taoists here?"

His tone was wrong. Li Yisheng's eyes were slightly cold: "They are recruiting."

People in the village here don't go out and don't know anything. They just think that the new prefect is also a bad person. , no one signed up on the recruitment day, or the people in Xiaya Village were too poor to resist the temptation of nine cents a day, so they came.

The few women and husbands who can wave at this time had their families unable to pay taxes before, so the men in the family were taken away and never returned. Although they also complained about the officials, when they were poor and the family couldn't take the blame, , you have to bow your head.

"Master." A few people were so afraid that they didn't dare to raise their heads, and whispered: "I, can we also sign up? We can do any kind of work."

The women and husbands in the village work every day, and they He has a lot of strength, and he is no worse than a man. The cement factory is not only filled with heavy work, but also because of Fang Zichen's instructions from the forerunner - anyone with sound limbs and hard work will be required, regardless of gender. .

"Okay, what are your names?" Several women were trembling with fear and breathing rapidly. The guards were afraid of fainting on the spot, so they softened their tone: "But let me make it clear first, our cement factory is built in Daping Village is a bit far away from your village.

"It's okay, we're not afraid of the distance."

They are just afraid that there will be no work to do.

After registering their names, the women and husbands returned home happily. When the parents-in-law heard about this, they were not afraid that the officials would do something dirty or that their daughter-in-law would cheat them away.

It's really not necessary.

If you really want to kidnap me! Just come directly to the door. That's how the gang of officials at the beginning snatched away their son. And, to tell the ugly truth, their daughter-in-law and husband are actually just average-looking. They work all year round and are thin and tall. It's so dark that if you lie in the charcoal, you won't be able to find anyone without opening your eyes. It's very safe.

But what should be warned should still be warned.

"Follow the villagers and don't go too far with them, you know? If you really can't do the work, come back. Your life is more important than anything else."

The husband nodded after hearing this: "Mother-in-law, I understand."

The women had never gone out to work before, so a dozen of them walked together to Daping Village before dawn.

Chapter 371

I heard about it from the beginning. Mr. Guan built a factory over there in Daping Village. It was built with blue bricks. Workers and craftsmen recruited from the town, hundreds of people, two groups of people, traveled day and night. They were able to get there. It's tight. I don't know what it's like inside. It's guarded by officers and soldiers. They heard the excitement and ran over to have a look, but they couldn't get in. But looking from the outside, it was really spacious and big. It covered an area of ​​dozens of acres and was several meters high. It was great. Well, they have never seen such a house, which is better than the one built by the big men in the town. They look at it with envy. This official man has a lot of money, and a workshop can be built better than a house for people to live in.

Now the officers and soldiers led them in. There were divided areas inside, and they couldn't understand what they were talking about as workshops, but the inside was better than they imagined, and it was so bright that everyone felt like they couldn't see enough with both eyes.

Making cement is not simple. The general process is to grind limestone and clay into flour, then calcine the clinker, grind the clinker and the slag left after ironmaking, and then cement is made.

It seems simple, but it is not easy to do. There is no machinery and everything depends on manpower. Most of the raw materials returned from mining need to be crushed, such as limestone, clay, etc. Limestone is the largest raw material used in cement production, and the particle size after mining is relatively small. Large and hard, limestone crushing plays an important role in material crushing in cement plants.

This work has to be done by men.

The officers and soldiers took special care of them and assigned these dozen women and husbands to different workshops. Everyone remembered the words of their family members and were unwilling to go against them, but they did not dare to go against the words of the official.

They were always on tenterhooks while doing their work, and the slightest movement would make them nervous. The men who were doing other work in the same workshop as them never stopped.

Nine cents a day, how dare you stop! If you pay them so much, you will want them to work to death.

Tieniu had been smashing rocks with a hammer all morning. His arms were sore and weak, and he was covered in sweat. Now his mouth was dry and he was swaying as if he was about to collapse. The officers and soldiers in charge of their workshop saw it. He yelled, "What's that about a cow? Can't you rest for a while?"

"Ah?" Tieniu wiped his sweat and said, "Can I still rest?"

The officer and soldier said, "Why not? You are doing heavy work, and the cows can't even be connected. Do it, let alone an individual. Our new magistrate is not inhumane. Our factory will have to pay for it because of exhaustion, but we can't be lazy, otherwise we will fire you."

Tieniu is more courageous and can't bear it anymore . , he took a rest immediately, and when he saw the officers and soldiers, he really didn't scold him, and just chatted to please his colleagues.

"Officer, who is that person outside?"

"Who are you asking?"

"It's the one who always has his eyes closed..."

The officer and soldier hurriedly shouted at him and looked at the door, but Li Yishengcai was not there. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't want to live anymore? That's the brother of our magistrate. He has small eyes, but what you said is too harsh!"

Tieniu's heart skipped a beat as he didn't expect Ren Jing to have such an identity. one time.

Asked: "That man is also an official?"

"That's not true, he is a doctor, but our lord has a tight staff. He himself is a bandit suppressor and a mountain bomber. He is too weak to do anything, so he came to help. You all do a good job." This officer and soldier came from the village and knew that it was not easy for everyone. He said nicely: "Our Lord Magistrate is a good person, and Lord Li is also a good person. He is not that harsh person. Now we are the only ones who are good. I don't know, I just think you are the same as the previous ones. You are brave and seize the opportunity. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be your turn. Do it well and your family will be better in the future."

The two women listened. One ear.

After a while, an officer and soldier came over again.

"Master Li, please tell me, it's hot outside. Those of you who are working, please remember to drink more water. Let's go to the cafeteria to drink. Tomorrow, remember to bring your own water."

Why does Mr. Li still care about them so much?

Or what is the canteen? Where?

But soon everyone knew.

As soon as noon arrived, the officers and soldiers beat the gongs and said that they would take turns to rest for an hour and a half at noon. One or two batches, the first batch would go to eat first, and after rest, the second batch would be replaced.

The officers and soldiers in the workshop ordered people, divided them into the first batch, and asked them to follow the officers and soldiers outside to eat in the canteen.

Nine cents, but still taking care of food?

Oh my God! !

Everyone goes out to work. If the big boss doesn't care about food, they won't eat anything.

First, the food outside is expensive and I am reluctant to eat it.

Second, if it's a hot day, you can bring it by yourself. Even at noon, you can only bring it if you can when it's colder in winter. So today, everyone brought two raw sweet potatoes individually, but most of them didn't bring anything.

Finances were tight, and the money allocated to Li Yisheng was not much, and the food was not very good. It was just steamed buns, a stir-fry, and a bowl of egg soup to take away.

There were ten eggs in a pot of soup, with some chopped green onion floating on top. It seemed very shabby, but everyone enjoyed it.

There is salt in this soup! Not much better than water.

The women who had come with Tieniu were queuing up to get the cornbread, and they saw the men and women who had come with them in the morning dividing dishes to the workers.

They breathed a sigh of relief. They just came out of the workshop. They looked around secretly and saw that they didn't see the villagers who were traveling with them. Their hearts went to their throats. They were relieved.

When queuing up to collect wages at night, Li Yisheng personally explained that in the factory, work starts at midnight and ends at midnight, so just come on time. There is no need to come in early like today. If you are late due to something, you will be exempted from the first two times, but your wages will be deducted after that. If you are late for work without any reason, it will only last three times. After three times, you will stop coming. Your wages will be paid to you today, but they will be paid every ten days in the future. As for the work to be done, you have done it for a day today, so it should be If you are clear about it, can accept it, and feel you can do it, then everyone will come.

I start work at seven o'clock, including meals, and can rest for an hour and a half at noon. I finish work at six o'clock. Although the work is a bit heavier, the work in the fields is also tiring...

Is there anything I can't do? .

You have to do this work even if you die.

The women didn't even have a chance to take a breath after they returned home. The mothers-in-law hurriedly asked if they were living a serious life. What have you done? Do you really get paid?

Yes, I have!

They handed over the nine cents and said that wages would be paid every ten days. The official didn't beat or scold them today. They wanted to do this job.

The man who was in the same workshop as Tieniu also told what he heard.

The people in the village have completely stabilized.

So the next day, the women and husbands came to work, which was very happy.

Now I see that the factory still accepts female workers, but those workers are probably too tight, and the man feels like his job is being robbed.

"Why are you recruiting women? What can they do? Master, please recruit me! I am strong enough to do the work."

"You are the only one who can do the work and no one else can? Even if you want to make money, why didn't you sign up that day? Who will sign up? I will recruit whoever is named, and I have the final say on who can work or not."

Li Yisheng said seriously, and the man didn't dare to speak anymore.

The factory was built in their village, but in the end it benefited people from other villages.

I don't blame them. Without money in their pockets, the villagers don't go to town very much. How do they know that the new prefect is a good person.

Everyone envied Tieniu and the others, not to mention the women, even the men felt unhappy and hated themselves for not signing up that day.

Li Yisheng coughed.

"Don't make any noise, everyone. The factory is not hiring workers now, but in a few days the cement will be made and roads will be built, so we will hire more people."

Huh?

Building roads?

What kind of road should be built? Aren't the roads in their village good?

This side of Ganzhou is poor, and there are few oxcarts in the village. The roads leading outside are mostly small paths, all less than one meter wide, so just walk through them if you dare.

The main road from the village to the town, considering that if it develops in the future, if the village buys cattle, the ox cart and carriage will be one to two meters wide. If there are pedestrians on the side, it will have to be 2.5 meters wide. .

If it is narrowed, what will the pedestrians do when the bullock carts come? Fly up into the sky or let the bullock cart run over directly?

These must be taken into consideration.

Li Yisheng listened to his plan first and felt that the roads in the village did not need to be so wide, but when he heard it later, he felt that he had considered the long-term and thoughtfully.

In this way, a lot of manpower must be invested in matters such as widening and renovation.

It will be necessary to recruit more workers at that time.

"I will send someone to the village to inform everyone then."

Li Yisheng looked patient, and someone asked: "Sir, how many days will it take to build the road? Will the labor cost also be nine cents a day?"

Li Yisheng looked at the man. : "It's rainy in the summer and the time is hard to determine now, but the wages are nine cents a day. The factory needs to collect firewood. If you have dry firewood at home, you can sell it."

Everyone finally felt a little relieved.

In late July, Luoshan County, Anping County, Anhe County, and southern Sichuan received notices.

Road rectification, unified planning, and all cement roads will be built.

What is a cement road?

Never heard of it.

But the county magistrates didn't dare to ask or say anything. They had to implement what was handed down from above.

The post of magistrate of Anhe County was vacant. Fang Zichen wanted to send Zhang Quan there, but Zhang Quan refused, life and death. He was equivalent to a 'military general', and there was no way he could do the work of a civilian official.

Fang Zichen showed him the planning book, and Zhang Quan choked up his neck: "Sir, I can't even understand it, and I can't learn it."

Fang Zichen: "..."

I really want to slap him with a brick.

He turned to look at Shi Linjie. Shi Linjie uttered an ouch and said that Lao Han had broken his leg and was dying. He had to go back to his room and lie down for two days.

Fang Zichen couldn't bear to leave Brother Zhao and his two children, so he finally sent Zhang Jiayao, who was personally in charge of Anping County.

The road needs to be widened, and in the end it will either dig up the mountain or occupy land.

The mountains belong to the officials, so it doesn't matter if they occupy them, but the land belongs to the people, and they must be replenished, otherwise the people may rebel.

It was the same process as digging a river. Fang Zichen let his subordinates handle this matter while he made fertilizers at home.

But he was not sure. After working hard for a while, Fang Zichen didn't want to do anything when the boy called him. He took the boy outside to play. He stayed there all day and couldn't find him. I don't know what to do, but I come home every night smiling and dirty. Brother Zhao has no choice but to ask Uncle Tang to go to the factory to supervise the work. Xiaofeng takes care of the two children, and he personally keeps an eye on Fang Zichen at home.

He held the wooden stick in his hand. Fang Zichen and Guaizi didn't dare to say anything. One went to the backyard to get fertilizer, and the other went into the house to write papers. They were as obedient as they could be.

In the afternoon, Guaizi finished his homework. It was quiet outside. Seeing that Brother Zhao was not in the yard and heard no sound, he thought he was gone. He covered his mouth and smiled twice, and immediately ran to the backyard to find Fang Zichen. Sticky rubbed his face with him, and then asked:

"Father, Dad, Dad is not home, shall we go catch cicadas?"

Fang Zichen heard this and immediately put down what he was doing. He was about to say okay, Brother Zhao I don't know when I arrived, and I was leaning against the wall to watch them.

Fang Zichen immediately sat down again, and the good boy stood up straight without saying a word. He slowly walked to Brother Zhao and began to act like a good boy. He

said sweetly: "Daddy, good boy..."

Brother Zhao said this Hui didn't hit him, touched his head, interrupted him, and said seriously: "Your father is doing business, you can't disturb him." "

Huh?" The good boy turned to look at the things piled in the backyard, which looked like stones. But it didn't look like it. There were leaves and plant ash. Fang Zichen led the people to dig a big hole and knocked the stones every day. The good boy thought he was playing. Was he really doing something serious?

Then he can't interrupt.

The good boy knew this, so he went back to the house to find the family's dirty clothes, and then went to the river to wash them in his basin.

When the women in the village saw it, they all blinked in disbelief.

The cute young master from the prefect's family came to wash clothes. Can he wash them?

Of course he knows how to do it, his appearance and movements of rubbing clothes are more skillful than any of them.

Incredible!

The good boy hummed and rubbed his clothes. He saw someone carrying a basin nearby and said, "Auntie is here to wash clothes too."

The aunt responded and said that her two grandsons play outside every day. , they are very dirty, so I have to change them every day. If I don't wash them, I can't do it. There aren't many clothes, so if I don't wash them, I don't have to change them.

The good boy said very wisely: "Children are always like this. When they grow up, they will be fine. You have to work hard these few years. When they grow up, you will enjoy the blessings."

"..."

This little kid The young master is more chatty than any of them! !

Because he was the first to divert water and suppress bandits, Fang Zichen gained prestige in these villages. The recruitment went smoothly, and everyone was rushing to come.

Although I don't know what to do to build such a wide road, I will do what the adults say and follow the adults, that's right.

Anhe County, Shunan, Luoshan County and other places have completed land acquisition and started construction, but there is something wrong here in Anping County.

The officers and soldiers came back to report that a squire in Daoxiang Village was unwilling to sell his land. Now they were arguing. Should they take a detour or not?

Taking a detour would cost more money. It would be like killing Fang Zichen. How could that be done? What bastard? He goes to have a meeting.

Brother Zhao also followed.

Over there in Daoxiang Village, there is an old man named Qiu. His family has a lot of land and few people, so he is relatively wealthy. Thirty years ago, Mr. Qiu went out to work and earned some money. He then hired people to open up many barren hills and served several people. In 2007, it became a medium-sized field. There was too much to grow and it was hard to eat. The family opened a rice shop in the town. Later, when it became bigger, they went to live in the town. Now they heard that roads were to be built. , his family's land is right on the roadside. If he wants to expand, his family's land must be expropriated.

Mr. Qiu ran back immediately.

At first, every household had no objections to the ten taels of high-quality farmland per acre, but Master Qiu gathered the villagers together and said that this was not right! Folks, if we take good care of one acre of land, we can produce two stones of grain, which is two hundred catties. If we sell them all, we can earn more than one tael of silver a year. If the land is kept, it can be passed down to more than ten generations. If a person is eighty years old, that is more than eighty taels. For more than ten generations, how many taels is there?

Now I want to take over the land in our house for eleven or two taels, but that's not possible.

Mr. Qiu knew that the new master was a good one, so he dared to say this. If it were the other senior officials at the front, he would run faster than a dog when he saw someone, so how could he dare to think like this?

Fang Zichen knew it, so when he arrived, he asked him directly: "Then do you want me to give you a price of one hundred taels per mu?"

"I heard that your Excellency is a good official for the people." Mr. Qiu first gave him a high hat: "You will definitely not take advantage of us and other common people. The small people have a lot of land. Just one or two acres is enough." It's not a big deal, but I'm afraid other adults don't know that our Daoxiang Village has a lot of people and little land. Many people only have a few acres of land at home. If it is expropriated, what will our children and grandchildren do in the future? Eleven taels is too little. Nothing."

This sounds reasonable, but the road expansion does not take up much land at all, and it is one hundred taels. If Zhao Ge'er and Zhang Quan hadn't held him tightly on both sides, Fang Zichen would have He kicked the old guy two miles away.

Damn it, you dare to take advantage of him, you really want to eat shit.

When the villagers heard what Mr. Qiu said, they all seemed to think so. They were going to press their fingerprints to hand over, but now they were hesitant.

Fang Zichen glanced at them with a cold gaze.

"What do you think? Do you think one hundred taels per acre counts?" He sneered: "In terms of building the road, you have the advantage. Whether it is built or not is actually irrelevant to me. If you agree with this If you say that to the old beast, I will evacuate all the people immediately."

Mr. Qiu's face was ashen and he secretly winked at several villagers. The villagers were frightened by Fang Zichen, but now they got the signal and said immediately: "Sir, common people. We only have nine acres of land at home, and we have two sons..."

Fang Zichen raised his voice impatiently and scolded: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense, but I just want to ask you, do you think one mu counts as one hundred taels? "

The people in the village were frightened. They were as quiet as quails and didn't say anything. They acquiesced.

Fang Zichen snorted, got on his horse, leaned down slightly, and looked at Mr. Qiu with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

Mr. Qiu felt cold all over under his unwarm gaze.

Fang Zichen laughed angrily: "Old man, people have not fought with officials since ancient times. You are so brave, but you want to take advantage of me. Humph, you really succeeded in attracting my attention. I will remember you." "Please wait for me, let's go."

Mr. Qiu and the villagers were stunned as they watched Fang Zichen lead the officers and soldiers away neatly.

"Mr. Qiu, this, this is different from what you said!"

Although roads are built or not, they are 'dispensable' to the villagers. They have no money in their pockets and do not go to the town often, only occasionally. They went to sell some eggs and buy some salt, but the one-meter-wide path was enough to walk. No one knew what the cement road was, but after the road was built, they could go to work and earn some money to support their families. Now If people leave directly, then if the road is not repaired, they will have no work to do.

Mr. Qiu thought of Fang Zichen's appearance just now, and he was very scared in his heart, but he was very calm on his face: "Don't panic, everyone, just listen to me. I asked around the town. Our new prefect is from the capital." The people who were sent over there are now suppressing bandits and bombing mountains. They just want to do some political achievements so that they can return to Beijing. This road construction is convenient for the people, which is also a political achievement. Now you just want to scare us. ! As long as we can keep our composure and endure it, it will be fine."

Mr. Qiu is the most promising person in the village. He has some say and lives in the town. Everyone has always respected him. It is not easy to get out of the village. Now I think this makes sense.

If an acre of land was worth a hundred taels, they would be able to get dozens of taels for just a few cents of it. With so much money, if you save a little money, it could last a lifetime.

When everyone thought about it, their hearts suddenly surged and their blood boiled.

"Mr. Qiu, you are well-informed. We listen to you."

"Yes, I listen to you too."

Anyway, this adult is a good man and will not cut off their heads. The worst result is that they do not practice cultivation . If there is a road, it will not be repaired if it is not repaired. As long as they have a road, it will be fine.

If the trouble was due to other things and the common people were ignorant, they should not argue with them, and Fang Zichen would not be so angry, but when it came to money, Fang Zichen was really annoyed.

This meeting was on a horse, and Old Man Qiu was scolding him back and forth.

Brother Zhao looked amused: "Husband, is it true that this road will no longer be repaired?"

"It will no longer be repaired." Fang Zichen said.

Seeing that he didn't look angry, Brother Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "Wouldn't this be bad?"

Zhang Quan felt the same way.

Fang Zichen snorted: "What's wrong? If you don't take a whole village to do the surgery, everyone will think I'm easy to bully. Zhang Quan, go check it out for me. Who is Mr. Qiu?"

His tone was vicious . , speaking of Mr. Qiu with gritted teeth, the same words squeezed out from between the teeth.

Zhang Quan turned his gloomy face away and shuddered immediately.

The adults are really angry.

Zhang Quan knows best how much this man takes advantage of. He has been working for almost thirty years and thinks he is well-informed, but he has never seen anyone so fond of taking advantage of others.

Moreover, your family is obviously not so poor that you can't open the pot, but you want to be greedy for even a vegetable leaf, and you will spend a lot of time worrying about spending an extra penny. Then there will be people who don't know what to do and want to come back to take advantage of him. I just want to take over a hundred taels, but I have to say that the other party is also very bold.

If you dare to do this at this time, I'm afraid you haven't investigated them properly!

If Mr. Qiu offends you, he will probably lose his skin if he doesn't die.

Master Qiu's matter was easy to investigate. Fang Zichen became even more angry when he heard the news brought back by the imperial guards.

Just a little old man with no power dared to confront him. Damn, he was so kind that everyone thought he was a soft persimmon.

Brother Zhao felt that Fang Zichen was a little impulsive at first, but now he no longer felt that way.

The fertilizer is almost ready now, and Fang Zichen has no time to deal with him, so he can only suppress it first.

With Brother Zhao and Uncle Tang personally watching, Fang Zichen did not dare to slack off at all. After seven days, he finally fiddled with the fertilizer.

Brother Zhao was a little startled when he looked at the basin of some white and gray things.

"This is chemical fertilizer?"

Fang Zichen was not sure: "It should be."

Brother Zhao looked at him: "It should be?"

Fang Zichen scratched his head. He had read many and miscellaneous books before, but he really hadn't read carefully about chemical fertilizer. One is that he is not interested, and the other is that this thing is too far away from him and he cannot come into contact with it on a daily basis. In chemistry class, the teacher just showed them some videos during the extension period. He skipped the grade at that time. In high school, it has been several years now, so I have roughly memorized it, but I always follow what the book says. The nutrients needed for plant growth are all available in the chemical fertilizers he made, so that should be correct.

The smell of this chemical fertilizer was very pungent, and it was unbearable for my eyes when I got close to it. Brother Zhao blinked and took a few steps back.

"Well, husband, how do you put this fertilizer?"

This is why Fang Zichen didn't want to make fertilizer in the first place.

How could he, a person who only licks the bottle cap when drinking yogurt, know how to put this fertilizer?

The first time he worked in the fields and touched a hoe was in Xiaohe Village, when he helped Aunt He's family dig sweet potatoes.

Ask him this question now, and he really doesn't know much.

"I was watching the video at that time, and those people seemed to have only put a small amount, saying that if they put too much, it would burn them."

Brother Zhao didn't quite understand the first words, but he understood the second words.

In the past, the huts of the villagers were all built in the backyard. Because of the strong smell, if they were built in the front, the whole yard would be full of smell. Sometimes when it was cold in winter or it rained at night, and it was inconvenient, everyone would put a basin in the house for convenience. .

At first, everyone would pour it directly into the vegetable field, but when they woke up the next day, they discovered that something was wrong. The vegetables that were soaked in urine yesterday were yellow, and the edges of the leaves were still rolled up, as if they had been roasted in the fire.

This kind of thing has happened to every household. Zhao Geer has lived in the village for a long time, so he naturally knows about it.

The dosage is uncertain. If it's too little, it won't be effective. If it's too much, the crops may be 'burned'. Brother Zhao can only try it in Panger's vegetable garden.

He planted this. There are only two farmers living in this family. He is old and his appetite is not very good. He doesn't eat much vegetables. He usually only grows two small plots. After Zhao Geer came, with permission, he planted two small pieces on the other side. Plant a few pieces.

One piece was not put, the other piece was put with one handful of one on half, half was put with too many, two grasps, and the other piece was directly put with three grasps.

This chemical fertilizer is actually almost like meat to plants.

If a person eats more meat, he or she will grow strong. Just like if the pregnancy is well nourished, the child will be fat and white. If the child is hungry and full during pregnancy, the child will be small bean sprouts.

But if you eat too much meat and make up for it, your body will be burdened.

It will be tested first, otherwise it will be used by the common people. If it is effective and increases production, it will be fine. If it directly kills people and crops, Fang Zichen may have to pack his bags and hide back to Ganzhou City overnight.

August.

The cement roads built in various places are now ready for people to walk on.

Daping Village in Luoshan County was built first.

Because cement had to be transported outside, the road from Taiping Village to the county seat could not be driven by oxcarts. Li Yisheng asked road construction workers recruited from surrounding areas to come to Taiping Village first to repair the work.

Everyone knew that the road to be widened needed to be compacted, but later on when the road was straightened out and everyone thought it was about to be completed, Li Yisheng ordered watering on the road.

Now everyone is confused.

Ask Li Yisheng why he did this!

Li Yisheng didn't know it himself. Anyway, he would do whatever Fang Zichen told him.

His brother has a good mind and is sure to make no mistakes. If he says watering is needed, then there is a reason for watering.

If the ground is soaked with water, it will not crack easily after cement is applied; if the draft rate is not enough, it will directly affect the adhesion between the cement and the base layer.

Fang Zichen had already explained the mixing ratio of cement and sand and how to construct it, and the leading supervisors also knew it clearly.

It's watering again, laying gravel for base, and finally some cement. It's done. Because of the hot weather, in order to prevent cracking, we need to sprinkle water for curing. In rainy days, we need to cover it with grass. Before the cement is dry, Not to mention leaving, you can't even touch it.

Trouble is tight.

This road is so smooth. Why is it so smooth? It's not like you have to sleep on it, and when the heavy rain comes, it will all be washed away, which means that your work will be in vain.

Everyone thinks that the prefect is a busy person, but he has short hands to handle people. Even if they think so, they must not say it.

It wasn't until a few days later that it rained heavily at night. After all, it was a waste of effort to make the road. Everyone was sighing when they woke up in the morning.

All that sand and stuff may have been washed away by now.

Someone came hurriedly at the entrance of the village, their faces full of shock and surprise, their voices trembling, saying that everyone should go and have a look!

"What are you looking at?"

"That concrete road..."

Chapter 372

The man was panting heavily and seemed very tired. He couldn't say the second half of the sentence and kept pointing back with one hand.

But no one was interested in asking further.

What else are you looking at? You don't need to look at it to know that the cement road has probably been washed away.

It rained very heavily last night! Like splashing water.

The man who spoke was not lying. It rained first and the yard was muddy and slippery. He even went to the river to pick up a few loads of sand and spread it in the yard. There was a lot of drizzle in the spring. Hey, don't say it, just spread it on the yard. , as soon as I went out, the soles of my shoes were clean, without any yellow mud on them.

When the neighbor saw it, he followed suit and went to the river to pick up a few loads. The result was good. Not long after the paving, when the heavy rain came in June, all the sand was washed away and not a single grain was left. .

"No!" the man said: "The cement road is still fine and has not been washed away. I walked on it just now. It is hard, clean and smooth. I have never seen it in my entire life. You go through such a road, go and see it!"

When the villagers heard this, they rushed to the cement factory. The flat, winding, spacious and majestic cement road turned out to be beautiful after a night of heavy rain. In mint condition.

Everyone stared and opened their mouths.

I walked up tentatively, and my mother didn't feel any pain at all.

A man hit it with a stone, but the cement road didn't crack, not even a trace.

Why is this so amazing?

They were working on the road a few days ago, and the cement they poured on it was similar to mud, but not as hard!

Although the mud is hard when it dries, it turns into powder when a stone hits it.

Everyone is shocked.

Amazing, really amazing.

A group of people jumped up and down, and then came down to see that the concrete road had not collapsed.

It's better now. When I go to town in the future, I no longer have to worry about slippery rainy days.

With this cement road, it will be wet when wet, but it will definitely not be slippery again.

This news spread quickly, and several nearby villages that had not yet built roads came over to take a look. They all looked shocked and excited.

This road is great!

But it would be better if it was built in the village. You don't have to get your shoes muddy when you go out on rainy days.

And the road is solid! Can it survive for decades? If so, it is understandable that it would be a bit troublesome. Maybe their descendants will be able to walk on a clean and flat road in the future, and they will no longer have to go to town to sell things like they did. If you encounter a rainy day and waste time, arrive late and cannot get a good seat, the mud will be so dirty on your thighs. If you want to enter the shop to buy something, people will not let you in. It is not that people do not do business, but It's the people in the village who go shopping and search and pick out the cheapest ones. The goods cost only one or two cents, but they don't make much money. They spend most of the day digging out their money, and they have to haggle over the price. Not to mention how little money they make, they get dirty. In the store, it was simply more gain than loss.

The people in the town wouldn't let them get close, saying what would they do if they rubbed against them and soiled their clothes? Can you afford it?

At this time, everyone feels embarrassed, sad but helpless, but what a coward! Dirty is a fact, so they dare not say anything, and they can only swallow their grievances.

They don't want their son to be like them anymore.

Taiping Village has been repaired, and their village must also be repaired.

Everyone became active.

Li Yisheng came in a carriage in the morning. When he turned from the dirt road to the cement road, the difference became obvious. The bumps that were breaking his balls just now were unexpectedly not felt at all, and the horses seemed to run away. It got faster. After getting off the car, he walked around it himself and was secretly speechless.

When I was in Yuanzhou, the streets were paved with bricks, but over time and under heavy traffic and horse pressure, the bricks would crack, and weeds would grow in the cracks over time. This cement road should not do that, and... · · · · ·

It was almost four quarters when we first came from the Yamen. Now we look at the time and it is less than two quarters.

What the villagers thought about was the superficial thing of no longer having mud on their feet on rainy days, but what Li Yisheng saw was on another level.

If this cement road is built throughout Daxia, will it still take more than half a year to go to the capital?

Those who sell goods do not need to waste most of their time on the road.

This road is great!

It's really good.

Li Yisheng couldn't calm down for a long time.

Later, when the government sent ox carts to transport cement to various places, when they saw the old scalper pulling a cart full of cement and it could still run, everyone once again felt that the cement road was really well built.

...

As August approached the middle of August, Brother Zhao tested out the 'truth'.

The growth cycle of cabbage is short. In the past half month, the difference between those who have put chemical fertilizers and those who have not put chemical fertilizers is really obvious. Those who have put chemical fertilizers are three fists taller than those who have not put chemical fertilizers. They are growing very well. , a green and big tree, too many were placed first, and most of them died.

Brother Zhao knows how to measure it, and the fertilizer is indeed effective.

But cabbage and millet are actually different.

Finally, I approached the village chief and wanted to give him some money and seize some paddy fields from his family for experiments.

The village chief didn't know what an experiment was, but when he heard that this thing could increase rice production in the fields, he thought it was ridiculous and a fantasy.

"Mr. Fang, you really know how to make fun of the old man."

This fertilizer was made by an adult.

The gentleman is a scholar, and he looks like a kid from a rich family. He doesn't know much about their knowledge.

And...

He looked outside and saw that when the old man of the Qin family was still here, he had planted a banyan tree in the yard. It was quite old now, and its branches were very high, more than three meters above the ground. Fang Zichen tied the basket with a hemp rope, and tied a swimming ring brought from the capital to the bottom of the basket. The good boy sat in it, and then he hung it to a branch.

This is a homemade jumping machine. As soon as you let go, the basket will fall down freely. When it is about to hit the ground, Fang Zichen firmly pulls the hemp rope. When the village chief entered the hospital just now, he happened to see this scene and was almost frightened on the spot. You have to roll your eyes away, which will make you numb.

The boy was so excited that he kept screaming, his voice was almost hoarse, his face was red, he just thought it was so funny.

He loves this game to death!

Fang Zichen has a lot of ideas, and the games he plays are all exciting and novel. Now he doesn't have to play games anymore. When he is free at home, the good boy likes to stick to him the most. He doesn't follow the children in the village very much, so he only wants Fang Zichen. When Fang Zichen is not around, He looked for people everywhere.

"Dad, where is father?"

"Grandpa Tang, where is my father?"

"To the latrine? Then my dear boy, go wait for him outside."

If Brother Zhao and Uncle Tang say they don't know, they will sit on the doorstep if they can't find him. On the table, Baba looked outside, like an abandoned little pitiful person. Brother Zhao gave him some steamed buns, but he couldn't even eat the steamed buns. He sighed and it took him a long time to finish four of them.

They were playing the 'jumping machine', not to mention the village chief who was shocked. Brother Zhao himself thought this game was dangerous, but Fang Zichen had already played the more dangerous game with his boy. His son now has no missing arms or legs. Yes, Guaizi seemed to be enjoying it, so Brother Zhao didn't stop him.

And they couldn't stop them, and they couldn't play under his nose. The two of them could jump up to the mountain, change the venue and continue playing, and couldn't find anyone for most of the day.

But the village chief doesn't know!

Just ask, which father would play with his child's life like this?

At first glance, Fang Zichen looked like a fool and unreliable.

How could the village chief believe him?

Seeing that it didn't make sense, Brother Zhao took him directly to the vegetable field to look at it. He pointed at the vegetable that was growing particularly well and said, "This is the vegetable that has been put in with chemical fertilizer. I just planted it in the middle of last month.

" So, these vegetables are only a month old now.

It's not like the village chief has never grown vegetables before. How could the green vegetables grow so tall in one month?

He first wanted to grow some vegetables to sell, but he poured manure water every day, and in almost two months he could only reach this level.

Brother Zhao pointed to the side again: "I didn't put any fertilizer on this."

By the way, this vegetable is growing normally. Needless to say, he can tell by looking at it how long it has been planted.

"Chemical fertilizers were also put on these two plots of land, but the amount was not controlled properly, so they did not grow very well." Zhao Geer said.

The village chief obviously didn't believe it. He squatted down and looked carefully for a while. He had been working with the land all year round, including which soil had just been plowed, how long it had been plowed, the grass growing on it, or the soil. You can almost guess the solidity of it.

The newly plowed soil was soft, but slowly started to become compacted due to the wind and rain.

Brother Zhao said that the half of the vegetable field that grew best had just been planted a month ago. He didn't believe it at first, but now he pressed it. It was obvious that it was not very hard or soft, and he couldn't even turn it over. A month has passed.

What Brother Zhao said is true.

Just now Brother Zhao said that he wanted to acquire three acres of his family's land for experiments. He didn't know about it at first, but now he understands.

This fertilizer can increase fertilizer, but it must be put in an appropriate amount. If too much is put in, it will be like the two vegetable plots next to it. If it is put in too little, it will be useless.

Mr. Fang said that his family's land was not acquired in vain, but was given in money.

The village chief disagreed because the rice had already been planted in the fields. He couldn't bear to see them waste several pieces of land and several stones of grain.

But now...

"Mr. Fang, can you really increase production if you give me the right word to the old man?"

Brother Zhao paused and wondered: "Village chief, I believe in my husband. If my husband says he can, I will believe him. But if you look at my husband like that, you probably know that he has never done any work. I won't lie to you. My husband has worked in the fields and held a hoe once in his life. He only knows that this thing can increase the yield of crops in the field, but he doesn't know how to put it or how much per acre it is. Therefore, he wants to acquire a few acres of your land to try. If it can really increase the yield of crops in the field, he doesn't know. The crop production has increased, and in the future we, the people of Anping County, no, we should say we, the people of Ganzhou, will no longer be hungry."

The village chief returned home and mentioned this matter during dinner in the evening.

Since it is a good thing for the people, he will not accept money for this matter. His family has the most fields in the whole village, so giving up a few pieces of land is nothing.

The fields in the village are fragmented, some are more than an acre, and some are only a few cents, and vary in size. After the village chief agreed, he didn't even return home. He took Brother Zhao to look at the fields first.

Finally, I chose the smallest of the three.

When I mentioned it now, my family didn't agree with it. In terms of two seasons a year, every household's more than ten or twenty acres of land should be enough for food. But in fact, these more than ten acres of land are not all paddy fields, but also dry land.

While he was eating at the moment, his wife threw her chopsticks first, getting anxious.

"Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with me?"

The children and daughter-in-law beside them also frowned, with disapproval on their faces.

The village chief feels that he is the head of the family, and he can make his own decisions on this matter, but he still feels a little guilty: "I'll give it to you. If that fertilizer can really increase the yield in the field, what's the point?" For us people, it's a great thing."

"Then why did you use our family's land to do this?" The village chief's wife said, "What's wrong with our family?"

"Just give it to the small fields at the head of the village. "What are you talking about?" the village chief muttered.

"No matter how small you are, it's still meat." The village chief's wife threw her chopsticks: "There are more than a dozen people in our family. You don't care about the money or the affairs. You just serve food when you come back every day. You don't understand the things in the kitchen. You can be satisfied every time. I just think that my family is good and the wealth is tight, but do you know that Huiniang and I try our best to save money inside and outside in order to feed you guys every day so that we can still have food at the end of the year? I didn't dare to cook the porridge too thick. After harvesting the millet, I took several of my grandchildren to the fields to pick it up. We were not willing to waste a single grain. What we harvested from the fields throughout the year was not enough to eat. So you can do it. We have given up several pieces of land at once. Without these lands, what will you eat after paying the taxes? Shiro Jiu is about to turn 20, and we haven't saved enough money to buy him a wife. I'm still thinking of selling some this year. Liang, ask the matchmaker to help you look at each other first, the result is good, you are really generous."

The village chief stopped talking now.

At noon, after listening to Mr. Fang's words, I was so excited that I couldn't think of anything else.

He wanted to do a 'good deed', but now that he thinks about it, it seems that the conditions don't allow it.

"Dad, you are really confused." Dalang sighed and said, "What is chemical fertilizer? Have you heard of it? Our ancestors have been farming for generations, and the best we can get is two stones per acre. The prefect is a good man. , but no matter how good he is, he can know more about the things in the field than our ancestors have for generations? "

One stone is one hundred and twenty kilograms."

Last time Fang Zichen said that one acre could produce four to five hundred kilograms, the two old men nearby heard it and told their family when they got home. They just told it as a joke, but later the news spread, and the whole village Everyone knew that this new adult was a braggart and a thief.

The village chief also put down the bowl and chopsticks: "What should we do? If you want it

, you can't refuse it." His wife glared at him: "Of course I want to give it, but why don't you want to give me money? What are your conditions? Ah! It's so generous of you to put me in front of others."

The village chief was about to say that he was at Brother Zhao's place at noon and saw that the fertilizer seemed to be really useful when someone shouted outside.

It's Uncle Tang. The village chief's wife recognizes this voice, they have chatted about it.

"Manager Tang, are you here?" She went out to greet him, thinking of inviting Uncle Tang to come inside and have a meal together.

The food at home is rough and not as good as that of adults, but I can't stop shouting. This is etiquette. The villagers will not come to the door during meal time, otherwise they will be suspected of cheating on the meal. Uncle Tang also knows about it, but he will come later. It's going to be dark.

He took out a bunch of coins.

Those three pieces of land were small and could not produce a single stone of grain, so Brother Zhao thought he gave them some money.

Although the village chief said he didn't want it, life was not easy for the people in the village and he couldn't take advantage.

The village chief's wife didn't answer the question now, or didn't answer the question. After all, she was still talking about this matter just now. She was excited and spoke loudly. She didn't know how long Uncle Tang had been here. She was afraid that if she heard something, she The village chief was annoyed, and he was also a little unhappy with Mr. Fang.

But now people are sending money.

Uncle Tang put it in his hand: "Take it."

"This, this..."

"The Lord knows that it's not easy for everyone, so he won't let you suffer." Uncle Tang blushed when he saw the village chief's wife. , said helplessly: "Take it!"

The village chief's wife wiped away her tears and didn't hide them: "We were talking about this just now! Manager Tang, it's not that I like to care about things and don't see the long term, it's really..." Poor

! no way.

If the family was wealthy, who would argue over such a trivial matter?

The crops in the fields are their life. Their food, clothing, and supplies all depend on these fields. Losing even a little bit is heartbreaking, and they can't afford to lose it.

Uncle Tang certainly knew it too.

The village chief's wife is not a stingy person. The vegetables grown in the field cannot be sold and are not valuable. Knowing that there are many people in their family, she always likes to pick them and deliver them to them.

It might be said that it was to please her, but Uncle Tang didn't give her any favors in the first few times, and the people behind her did the same as before, and so did the people in the village.

No money is involved and everyone is easy to get along with.

The next day, the villagers were going to the fields to take care of the paddy fields. At this time, the rice seedlings have been planted for more than half a month, and water needs to be released into the fields. If there is less water, the seedlings will not grow well, and if there is too much water, the seedlings will not grow. Everyone is always guarding the fields. .

But now I saw the prefect carrying his two sons and Mr. Fang towards the field, and finally stopped at the ridge of the village chief's house.

Gungundandan was tied face down to the pole, which was so heavy that the pole would break.

Fang Zichen walked twice and waved the pole, just like Sun Wukong played with the golden cudgel. The two little guys were stunned and still happy.

As the villagers looked at them, they felt that Fang Zichen looked like a stepfather, or that the two young men were bought pork by the owner of the human pork stall.

These two little kids are white and tender, with bright and lively eyes. They look cute and adorable at first glance. How could they treat their children like this if they were to be left in their home?

Brother Zhao carried a backpack on his back, rolled up his trousers, and went to the fields. The good boy followed, and everyone's eyes widened.

It's not that I think Brother Zhao is so unethical. When people in the village go to the fields, no one has to pull up their pants.

But whatever his identity, Mr. Fang went to the fields, and there was also the young master.

After being surprised, I felt something was wrong again.

This seems to be the village chief's field!

Brother Zhao took the fertilizer and started to sprinkle it into the field. The good boy wanted to imitate him, but he couldn't. The mud in the field was so soft that it reached his belly and he couldn't walk. Fang Zichen Look at his face 'What happened, where am I? who I am? 'It's so confusing that I just find it funny.

Brother Zhao couldn't hold it back either, but he didn't dare to laugh for fear of hurting his self-esteem, so he had to hold it back.

Fang Zichen reached out and pulled him up.

The boy pursed his lips and looked unhappy.

Everyone gathered around.

"Sir, what is this?"

Fang Zichen was comforting his eldest son when he took the time to reply: "Put in chemical fertilizers."

Oh, I understand.

This matter has been spread all over the world, but everyone took it as a joke at first, but now it is really happening?

Brother Zhao happened to be spraying water on the ridge of the field. An old man boldly called him to stop and asked him to take a look, okay?

It's okay.

The old man grabbed a handful, and several people nearby came over to take a look.

Without even getting close, the pungent smell rushed into their noses. Not only that, it was also irritating.

Look no further.

This won't work.

The crops are just like people. No one can smell the smell. How can it be sprinkled in the fields?

Moreover, it looks like sand. How can it be said that if you sprinkle it, the crops will increase?

It's just pouring manure every day, but it's just a few buckets.

They know that dung can fertilize fields, can this thing be better than dung?

This piece of land is small, so Brother Zhao sprinkles less, only about ten kilograms, and there are two pieces next to it, so he sprinkles more.

Everyone looked at it with hesitant expressions on their faces. This is the village chief's farmland. The master and Mr. Fang are not that bad. I am afraid they have told the village chief and probably gave them back the money. But looking at Like this, they still wanted to persuade him, but before they could say anything, they heard the boy yelling.

"Ah!! Brother."

Everyone looked back and saw that their prefect looked confused and had one hand raised in the air. There was the pole in his hand! Where are the two young masters?

I looked into the paddy fields and saw, oh, they were digging into the fields with their buttocks in the air.

Fang Zichen didn't care about whether there were earthworms in the field at this moment, and rushed down to retrieve the child in a panic. He didn't cry when he was pulled out, and he was covered in mud. He was still laughing like a little fool. No more.

Fang Zichen was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his butt hurt with a 'pop' sound. Fang Zichen tensed up and froze. When he turned around, he saw Brother Zhao with a dark face, holding a small piece of wood that he didn't know where he came from, and he was furious. Look at him as if your eyes are spitting fire.

To finish it, I would have to lose my leg even if I am not lame.

Fang Zichen's hair stood up all over his body. He hugged the child and ran away without saying a word. Brother Zhao was about to catch up. Guaizi and Fang Zichen were like brothers in the gang. They were very loyal. They hugged Brother Zhao now. He stretched his legs and begged: "Dad, please spare my father's life! My dear boy, please."

Brother Zhao: "..."

The other person: "..."

This prefect is so unreliable.

Was the news coming from Anhe County wrong? Can such a magistrate blow up a mountain? Can you suppress bandits?

No matter how you look at it, it seems impossible!

Fang Zichen hurried back home. When he got to the yard, his heart was still pounding. When he didn't see Brother Zhao chasing after him with a stick, he exhaled. But he forgot that there was Uncle Tang at home who loved to use chicken feathers as seasonal arrows. .

Uncle Tang saw that Gungundan was covered in mud, even in his mouth, and looked at Fang Zichen's panic and fear. He didn't know what was going on. He had just said when he went out that the pole was small and the two young masters were heavy, and that pole was afraid. If it doesn't work, let him change the binding. Fang Zichen was still angry and said that it would be okay for old man Qin to use the pole to carry pigs and manure, but it would not work if it was his turn to smash it? Could his dick be heavier than a pig?

Don't listen to the old man.

Uncle Tang didn't say anything at this moment and punched him several times in a row.

Fang Zichen: "..."

A good person can be bullied by others, a good horse can be ridden by others, and the ancients will never bully me.

When Brother Zhao came back, Fang Zichen was slapped twice more. He wanted to snatch the small piece of wood from Brother Zhao's hand, but Brother Zhao dodged it and slapped him directly on the back of his hand, which was about to move.

Fang Zichen: "..."

What's more useless than a husband-beater?

Now he understands.

Even if I beat him, I still can't beat him.

The boy felt sorry for his old father.

The tigress was going crazy, and it was terrifying at the other end, just like a hag, the good boy didn't dare to get close to her, and he also tensed up during the whole process.

Brother Zhao saw Fang Zichen dodge left and right, and seemed to want to jump up to the rafters. He suppressed a smile: "I told you to hug me, but you didn't listen."

Fortunately, the mud in the field was soft, If you're on the road, get out of here and I'm afraid your brain will grow.

Fang Zichen didn't dare to say anything.

After Zhao Geer finished beating people, he went to see the two children. The good boy saw that he had entered the room, and then he came next to Fang Zichen.

"Father..."

The two fathers and sons are like fathers and sons. They sit side by side on the threshold, looking at their backs, they look lonely and vicissitudes of life.

Xiaofeng wanted to laugh just looking at it.

Fang Zichen looked at it now, as if he was reflecting sadly, but Xiaofeng knew that this was a set of procedures. When the melancholy was over, he would do whatever he had to do later.

Sure enough, within a moment, Fang Zichen started pretending to be a monster to chase the boy again.

Brother Zhao heard it in the room and was angry and funny.

Gungundandan heard the sound and seemed to want to go out to play, so he crawled towards the bed.

The bed couldn't go up, so Gungun fell across the bed. He knew that if he climbed out again, his butt and head would hurt. He stopped when he reached the edge of the bed. The good boy screamed loudly. Gungun heard it and looked at the door. After a while, he crawled back to pull Brother Zhao, barking, pointing outside anxiously.

Brother Zhao knew that he also wanted to go out to play, so he reluctantly carried them out.

The balls were so heavy that it was quite difficult for him to hold two at once. This was left to Fang Zichen, who specifically warned: "Stop playing with the children."

Fang Zichen blushed slightly, puffed out his cheeks and said unhappily: " Playing? I didn't play with the child! It was an accident just now. It's the safest thing to do if you leave the child to me

." Is it okay? "

This guy is really not good at talking.

What do you mean he didn't do anything?

Fang Zichen glared at him: "If you continue to slander me, we will sleep in separate rooms from now on! I'll let you stay alone in the empty room. Don't cry, and don't blame me for being cruel."

Brother Zhao: "..."

"Sleep in separate rooms Where do you want to sleep? There is no room for you to sleep here. "

I can't sleep in the pig pen?" Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao: "..."

"Okay, why not, then you have to do what you say!"

Fang Zichen was able to bend and stretch, and immediately put up a smile on his face, flattering like a bitch: "... ···You really take the joke seriously. You can't cry when I sleep in a pig pen. I love you so much, can I let you cry? That's not possible!"

Brother Zhao couldn't help it. Hehe laughed.

The cement road in Xiaping Village has been built, but the villages in Anping County, Anhe County, and Luoshan County are really poor and have no cattle. Considering the problem of cement transportation, Fang Zichen, the leader, sent documents to the two northern counties to let them The county magistrate over there collected some cows and sent them over, and twenty cows had already arrived.

The upper part of the northern part of Dry Island is close to the sea. The terrain of the lower part of the northern part is similar to today's grassland, which is not suitable for farming. There is more grazing there, and there are naturally more cattle than here in the south.

On the day that twenty cows rushed to the cement factory to transport goods, almost every household in Luoshan County was dispatched.

The cattle team is like a dragon that sees its head but not its tail. The cattle are raised without knowing how. Their hair is shiny and shiny. The people in the village look at it with envy, and their eyes are full of longing.

They farmers really want a cow, but this thing is really expensive, costing more than ten taels! Who can afford it?

Most of the gentlemen in the town use horses, and cattle are rarely seen among them. There are twenty of them here, wagging their tails and mooing, but it's so spectacular!

They adults are really capable, they managed to get so many cows in just one sentence.

When cement was installed, the officers and soldiers whipped the cow's buttocks, which made the people nearby feel distressed.

"Master Guan, please don't hit it. It has done nothing wrong! Don't hit it. If you want to hit it, come at me."

"······"

Chapter 373

The wheels rumbled, and the oxen pulled effortlessly. I heard that this bag of cement weighed more than 80 yuan and 90 kilograms. Now there were more than a dozen bags loaded on the truck bed. The oxen seemed not too heavy. It pulls effortlessly and can almost run.

The small businessman who came to watch the excitement handed the officers and soldiers some money and asked if they could sit down.

Of course it is possible.

As soon as I sat on it, it was not bumpy at all, it was stable, there were fewer pits, the road was smooth, and the cows could move faster.

He was thinking more at the moment.

I asked excitedly, will all our official roads in Ganzhou be built with cement roads in the future?

If cement roads were built, it would be great for their traders and cargo transporters.

Nothing is as good as this.

The officers and soldiers shook their heads and said they didn't know. Now they only repair the ones in the village.

When the businessman heard this, he was immediately disappointed.

The officer and soldier flicked his whip and said: "But I heard that Mr. Li sent people to Xiaya Village to look at the mountains again. If we only build roads in the village, the dozens of villages in our four counties should also be built." There is no need to go to Xiaya Village. As it is now, cement roads will be built in the town and official roads."

The businessman breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes full of hope: "This is really the best. "

After a visit, the people in the village were envious of the people in the town, and now the people in the town are envious of the village.

Why?

Because there is a cement road in the village, there is no one in their town, just a dirt road. It is inconvenient to go out when it rains, but it is still inconvenient to go out when it doesn't rain.

The dirt road is dry, and the wheels are rolling over it. It is full of dust. When the wind blows, people's faces are covered with gray. It is not like the cement road. It is windy or raining, and it looks clean. When it comes to sleeping on it, you can even lick it with your tongue.

Cement roads have also been built here in Anhe County. People in the village don't like the heat at all. They go to the cement roads every day and never get tired of looking at them.

I heard that some people were reluctant to come back after seeing it, and kept jumping up and down on it. Later, they suffered from heatstroke and were carried back.

The villagers made some money while building the road. What was rare was that before the Chinese New Year, the smell of meat started to smell in the village.

Especially those who work in the cement factory. Every now and then, the family members will go to town to cut some meat and come back.

It's not much, just a few taels, and the road is easy to walk, so everyone doesn't find it difficult.

Every time the people of Xiaping Village see it, they feel extremely sad.

In just one month, Tieniu has already made half a fortune. I first talked to Tieniu's father. Everyone still didn't believe what Tieniu's father said. Nine coins a day, only more than three hundred coins a month, so why did he earn so much? Half-hearted.

Tieniu's father was not very clear about what he was told by the cement factory, which meant perfect attendance, and the subsidies and rewards given to him for his hard work and outstanding performance.

There were more than a dozen people who went to Xiaping Village with Tieniu, and not all of them got this reward.

Only a small number of them do.

When the villagers asked, those people said: "The workshop is different. The work Tieniu and Huzi do is more tiring than us. Tieniu smashes rocks every day, Huzi does the transportation, and I am responsible for it." Bagging is no harder than theirs, so I can only get a basic salary. Otherwise, my life will be different, but my salary will be the same. Isn't it unfair? "

The people in the village half understand and half don't understand. What kind of workshop?" What's the basic salary? But subconsciously everyone thinks there is nothing wrong with this.

They made some money when they were building roads, but if they only had a few dozen yuan, their work would be gone, but Tieniu and the others could still do it.

If you do heavy work, you can get higher wages.

Why didn't you sign up in the first place?

Now I can only watch people eating meat, and the Tieniu family's life is getting better visibly.

The work is heavy and it is impossible not to make up for it. If you want to continue to earn this money, you must be in good health.

Tieniu's father knows this!

After the villagers found out more about it, they started arguing again.

The back and forth is that when I wanted to sign up, you stopped me and refused to give me the registration. But now it's fine. People's lives are running ahead of us. They roast meat every day. How many times has our son made trouble?

Then just buy it for him! What's the fuss about?

purchase? Are you bringing money? Your pocket is cleaner than your face, so you can buy whatever you want, starve the brave to death, and starve the timid to death. You are a rat gallbladder. Why did I blindly marry someone like you in the first place?

The first dozen or so poorest families in Xiaya Village are now getting better.

Everyone looked envious, but they didn't have any bad thoughts. They just saw that Mr. Niu seemed to be fatter and paler. He also had a smile on his face these days. He was no longer as lifeless as before, with his eyes full of vicissitudes and numbness. He had made money. Several children below were all wearing clothes. Although the material was not that good, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Why didn't the prefect come earlier?

If they had come earlier, the little grandson and the old man of the Niu family would not have starved to death the year before last. The old man Niu was over sixty years old. He had lived for such a long time and it was time to go. But how old was the little grandson? At only two and a half years old, he hasn't had time to grow up yet...

The people in the village are superstitious and believe that children are different from adults. If they are not adults, the underworld will not accept them, and no ghosts will come to capture their souls. After a child is out of breath, it cannot be released. At home, it is said that it is left at home, and the soul will be locked in the house in the future and cannot get out. If the 'children' complain, the house will be restless, which is not good for the children. The Niu family spread a bamboo mat in the yard. Putting him on his head, many people in the village saw it. He was really too thin to be considered a human being. The child, who was over two years old, had hands as big as chicken feet and a big belly. When he asked, it turned out that the leader was too hungry. Live, the Niu family dug up tree roots, but the children ate them and piled them up in their stomachs...

We all need to be hungry in winter, and we all know how uncomfortable it is to be hungry.

But being starved to death is such a terrible crime!

If the Niu family had already gone to work in the factory by then, the child probably wouldn't have left either.

Hello, Lord Prefect!

It just came too late.

The road in Pingxiang Village has also been repaired, and everyone has earned some wages. They also see that the cement road is good, and it will be more convenient for them to travel in the future.

This is what adults fixed for them.

Jia's vegetable patch is near Old Qin's house, where Brother Zhao lives. Fang Zichen has passed by Jia's vegetable patch many times and always swallowed when he saw the cucumbers in it. If he hadn't worn a red scarf, Fang Zichen would have wanted to go there in the middle of the night. Stolen.

Mrs. Jia knew that he liked this food, so she often picked cucumbers and sent them to his house these days.

"Sir, if you want to eat it from now on, don't squat on the roadside and pick it yourself. You're welcome."

After hearing this, Brother Zhao felt that his face was a little hot, and his face was stained. Blushing.

He knew that Fang Zichen liked to eat, so he bought some in the village, but the cucumbers he bought didn't taste good. Fang Zichen still had a special liking for the cucumbers grown by Mrs. Jia, and every day he would lead his boy to sit outside the vegetable patch to watch them. For a moment, it looked very pitiful.

Fang Zichen was so shameless that he took the cucumber and smiled: "Old lady, you are so smart! I like to deal with people like you the most."

Old lady Jia laughed.

At first, everyone was still afraid of Fang Zichen, but after he has lived in the village for a month, everyone felt that this adult had no airs at all and was very easy to get along with. He looked like a child in his mind. If he hadn't seen him serious, After explaining the matter to the officers and soldiers, the officers and soldiers bent down to him again, respectfully. Everyone couldn't believe it. This man was really the prefect of their Qianzhou, less than one person and more than ten thousand people.

There was a lot of food delivered in the village. If he couldn't eat it, Brother Zhao would go to the paper mill to deliver it.

Now that most of the paper mill has been built, it looks like it will be fully completed in a little over a month.

The money flowed out loudly. Although the money was not his, Fang Zichen still felt very distressed.

Knowing that he was here, in Ronghe Village, Xiaxing Village, and Fangniu Village, there were often people who took the trouble to walk two hours just to deliver some eggs to him.

Say thanks and repay.

The adults brought them water and built roads for them. This was not a small favor. It can benefit future generations. I can't thank you enough.

But apart from eggs, there is really nothing else to offer.

Fang Zichen knew what was going on there, and he was a little embarrassed to hold the egg.

But if it's so cheap to have it delivered to your door, there's no point in pushing it out? Besides, if you don't take it, wouldn't it be a loss of face?

Didn't you see that when people saw him taking it, they secretly let out a sigh of relief?

These eggs gave Fang Zichen some comfort, and finally paid back a little bit.

Lao Wangtou also came, and Fang Zichen played a few words with him.

Lao Wangtou smiled with his face full of wrinkles and said: "Nowadays, small ditches have been dug in the fields. Everyone often goes to water the fields. The fields are almost dry. I tried digging them a while ago." Speaking of this, Lao Wangtou His eyes were sour and astringent, his throat was choked, but he was happy: "The sweet potato is so big." He gestured, it was about the size of two eggs.

Although it's not that big, it's only late August now. It's different here from Xiaohe Village. The sweet potatoes in Xiaohe Village grow quickly and can be dug in more than June. Here they usually mature in late September or early October.

Now it can grow for more than a month, and it will definitely be bigger by then.

No matter what, it's much better than the first one.

In the past, when summer came, the land was dry, the sweet potato vines were all wilted, the vegetables were not grown well, and the small plants did not grow big. Now the water is diverted to the ground, and every night after the sun goes down, everyone They all went to the vegetable field to water the vegetables. The vegetables were growing so well now, and they were all pleasing to look at.

Moreover, with water in the ground, you can plant whatever crops you want. You no longer need to be limited to one type of crop. It is even easier for every household to wash clothes, drink water, water vegetables, etc.

These are all given by adults.

They really don't know how to thank them.

There were a lot of eggs at home. Brother Zhao boiled them again, put them in a specially sewn net like in Xiaohe Village, and hung them around the neck of the good boy. When the good boy was wandering around the village, he looked like a sudden Just like the nouveau riche who suddenly got rich.

These eggs were brought here by the villagers after they had saved enough. They could not be kept for long. Brother Zhao gave some away and kept some at home. He was afraid that they would go bad, so he cut off the buns from Guaizi and had them for breakfast. It's eggs, it's still eggs for lunch, and it's still eggs for dinner, but the patterns are different. Boiled in the morning, fried at noon, fried in the evening. The good boy was very happy to eat it in the first few days, but in the next few days, he finally ate the eggs until his face turned blue. The egg yolk was dry, so he couldn't eat it, and he couldn't bear to vomit it. He had to strain hard when squatting in the latrine, always stretching his neck, and his facial features wrinkled together before he could swallow it.

I would rather eat vegetables than scrambled eggs at night.

Fang Zichen touched his head: "This is from your favorite cock. You used to like it the most. Why, now you have a different relationship? Are you no longer a good man who is wholehearted?"

Guaizi said dullly: " The good boy will become an egg boy. He eats eggs every day, but he can't do it. Chicken is good, but eggs are not good.

He eats as many birds as he likes. Dad, the good boy can eat as many chicken and steamed buns as he likes.

Brother Zhao smiled and gave him a bite of food: "I'll give it to you when you speak the right words."

"Hey, what's wrong with Simo? Daddy is bad."

Zhang Quan doesn't like to use his brain, Fang Zichen pointed out He was the one who wanted to fight. He would go to each village to see the progress, but he went obediently. Fang Zichen took Brother Zhao and Xiaofeng to Anping County. Brother Zhao wanted to buy some gifts and would return in a few days. Ganzhou looked at Xie Xiaoyu.

Qian'er has been busy all the time, but he hasn't had time to go shopping, but there really isn't much to visit. The streets in this small place are the same, and there isn't even a decent big shop.

In the end, he didn't buy anything, so Guaizi paid for himself and bought two chickens.

At this moment, the family was buying pancakes on the roadside. A carriage drove quickly through the street. There were many vendors on both sides of the street, and the road was not too wide. The carriage almost wiped Fang Zichen's butt.

Before Fang Zichen could say anything, Guaizi muttered in grief.

"Ah, my dear, my dick!"

The small chicken coop he had just placed on the ground was now crushed to death by the wheels, and the fist-sized chicken inside turned into pureed meat.

The boy's eyes turned red and he didn't even want to eat the pancakes. When he saw the carriage stopped in front of the pastry shop, he rushed over immediately.

"You're going to pay for your dick, good boy."

The coachman pushed him away and said, "Who is he? You dare to hit my young master."

A man got out of the car, he was in his mid-twenties.

He saw the good boy, wearing a brown short shirt and a small straw hat, dressed as a village child, and frowned slightly: "What happened?"

The coachman didn't know, so the good boy pointed back: "You guys will crush the good boy." Chicken, please pay me dear. "

What a big deal."

Probably from a village, but is a chicken worth shouting about?

The chicken looked like it had been crushed to death by a wheel. The man didn't shirk it, but said with some contempt in his eyes:

"Old Huang, give him some money to throw away!"

"Okay, sir." Old Huang He took out the money and gave it to Guaizi. Just as Guaizi was about to take it, he heard Fang Zichen coughing and immediately took back his hand.

Fang Zichen and others came over at some unknown time. Looking at Lao Huang, Fang Zichen smiled and said, "Six cents? Are you sending someone to beg for food?"

His voice was clear. The man was about to enter the store. Now he turned around again.

Suddenly there was a light in front of my eyes.

When did people like this appear in Anping County? His gaze fell almost scorchingly on Fang Zichen's face. After all, this man looked... illiterate and had little talent. After thinking for a long time, he could only think of the word "good-looking", but his appearance and his temperament... I also feel that the word "good-looking" seems too thin.

Everyone is always patient when dealing with good-looking people. Moreover, this man has a brother who looks rich and noble in his clothes. It is better not to offend him.

"Six cents is a lot for this young man."

A chicken with a big fist like this was sold in town for three cents.

Fang Zichen looked at him: "My chicken is not an ordinary chicken."

"..."

"These are two little roosters, the hope of our whole village of hens. If you crush them to death, we The hens in the village will have to be widowed. Without the rooster, the eggs they lay will not hatch into chicks. When the chicks grow up, they are likely to become hens. The hens will continue to lay eggs, and the eggs will continue to hatch the chickens, and the chickens will continue to hatch. Laying eggs······"

is endless.

Now the rooster is dead, what a heavy loss!

Fang Zichen looked at Lao Huang and said, "Old man, your driving skills are pretty good! He has crushed all the hens in my village to the point of losing their intestines."

Brother Zhao's eyes widened and he looked at Fang Zichen in surprise.

How similar these words are!

Where have I heard it? Oh, I remember it. When I was in Daoxiang Village, Master Naqiu once settled the accounts like this.

Brother Zhao looked at the man carefully again, and now he realized that this man was somewhat similar to Mr. Qiu.

He just said it! Although his husband is a bit greedy, he is not such a rogue.

Fang Zichen saw the man's disbelieving expression and smiled: "So, if you don't pay one hundred and eighty taels today, you can't leave."

Qiu Laoer wiped his face with his hands, holding back the surging emotions in his chest. Gritting his teeth, he said: "Sir, I see that you are not from a poor family. Why are you so crazy about money?"

"That's right," Lao Huang said, "No one in Anping County dares to be bold. Come and take advantage of our Qiu family."

"That's a coincidence." Fang Zichen said, "No one in Daxia dares to come to take advantage of me."

This is a big boast.

But Qiu Laoer was not sure. After all, this man looked like he came from a small family, so he had to endure it: "Master, I asked Lao Huang to buy two more for you, do you agree? Fang Zichen

shook his head: "No, the hens in our village recognize them, and other roosters don't like them."

"Then I have to pay two taels of silver?"

"I told you, you can't leave without one hundred and eighty taels ." , Erliang? You are just talking nonsense."

Qiu Laoer had finished his good words and was not to be manipulated. His whole face was distorted and his anger became stronger. He said in a cold voice: "Master, please don't go too far. Fang Zichen

smiled: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Laoer glared at him bitterly, as if he didn't want to talk to this rogue anymore. He turned around and was about to go into the pastry shop. Fang Zichen raised his hand behind him. , two soldiers from the Qin family ran over and opened their arms to stop Qiu Laoer.

This Qin family soldier didn't look like an ordinary guard. Qiu Laoer paused for a moment. He really didn't want to offend anyone, so he turned around and handed over the compensation, but Fang Zichen refused. Qiu Laoer clenched his fists and was so angry that he felt so angry. , he didn't want to offend anyone, and he was even less willing to pay a hundred taels of silver.

Although the Qiu family can be considered wealthy in Anping County, because the entire Anping County is poor, their wealth does not appear to be very rich. One hundred taels is not a small amount.

He stared at Fang Zichen with his angry red eyes, and said to Old Huang, who had been shrinking and silent when the Qin family soldiers came over: "Old Huang, go report to the official."

Zhang Jiayao has been on duty in Anping County for more than ten years, and the leading magistrate After being investigated, many county magistrates were dismissed, and there was almost a major change of blood in Quzhou. Zhang Jiayao was able to survive in that "bloody storm" because he was an upright and upright official, and, together with the Qiu family, he also It was somewhat of a relationship, although the relationship was far away, but he was reasonable and had no fear.

Qiu Laoer thought well and straightened his back. Even if the other party had a big background, it wouldn't be a big deal. He looked like you should get out of here if you want to know someone. But when he said this, there was no fear on the other party's face. , and almost as soon as these words were spoken, Fang Zichen and Guaizi burst into laughter.

Report to the official?

He, the boss of Ganzhou, is there any use in reporting for office?

That's definitely useless.

Who dares to touch him!

"Look, I've dragged you. Just go ahead and let me see who dares to touch me."

"Young master, you have such a strong tone!"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Four government officials came trotting over from the street, watching the excitement. They all quickly moved out of the way, and the government officials were stunned when they saw Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen had gone to the county government office to collect information before, and his appearance was unforgettable, so the officials knew him.

Now he panicked and hurriedly saluted.

Seeing the yamen officer cupping his fists and bowing to call his lord, Qiu Laoer was so frightened that he almost fainted.

The news here was also reported back to the Qiu family. Mr. Qiu hurried over, saw Fang Zichen, and listened to Lao Huang's explanation of the ins and outs. Fang Zichen's words flashed through his mind.

——You wait for me.

First, Fang Zichen didn't touch him. Mr. Qiu thought he was a noble person and forgot things, so he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

It turns out that it's not that people forgot, it's that he thought too beautifully.

"Sir, I know I'm wrong. You don't remember my faults. Please forgive me!"

"Are you scared now?" Fang Zichen said coldly: "Why did you go there in the first place? Pay compensation."

Qiu Laoer Now I finally know who Fang Zichen is, but I dare not say a word now.

Mr. Qiu was heartbroken. He didn't want to compensate, but he wouldn't do it - the soldiers of the Qin family were surrounding them. People dared to act like this in the street. Even if they didn't care or care about what the people said, it seemed that it was useless for him to suffer miserably, and he looked around Man, no one looked at him with any sympathy. On the contrary, they looked at him as if they were watching a good show.

Mr. Qiu's heart was bleeding when he took the banknote.

Fang Zichen took the money, smiled, and stabbed Mr. Qiu twice more: "This matter is not over yet."

Mr. Qiu suddenly raised his head, choked on his breath, and fell down.

"Dad."

"Master."

The Qiu family hurriedly helped Master Qiu back. Fang Zichen also walked away, and everyone who was watching the excitement suddenly became confused.

"Is this our new prefect? ​​Don't you say he is a good one? It doesn't look like it when you look at it like this! He is even more evil-hearted than the prefect in front of you." How

can he be so deceptive? To be reasonable, you are using your power to bully others.

Someone nearby became unhappy after hearing this.

"You know what you know, just be blind. If you don't understand, just keep your mouth shut."

"I don't understand what's going on. Hey, let me tell you, when you see the grown-up looking good, just..."

"Qin Family, please stop saying a few words, it's your fault now."

"Compared to Mr. Fang, you are so ignorant."

"

No. No one said a word to help him, and the Qin family immediately felt aggrieved.

A little chicken defrauded people of dozens of taels of silver. It was not a good thing at first glance. This was unjustifiable no matter how you put it. She said a few words, why was it wrong?

When she came home, her boss saw that her face looked wrong and asked if she had been bullied when she went out. Who was it? Talk to him and he will help you vent your anger.

The Qin family said immediately, and the head of the family frowned when he heard this: "Why do you say that to me, sir? You are not afraid of being beheaded, and besides, it is the Qiu family who deserves it."

Why should the Qiu family deserve it? ?

Her boss said so.

Nowadays, every village has built cement roads, and almost all the people in the town are joining in the fun. They curiously went down to the village to have a look, but they were extremely envious.

Every village has been repaired, and the road is bright and clear. When villagers come to sell vegetables, no one is allowed to ask, "Hey, sister!" It's so early today! I've never seen you come so quickly.

The village has built a road, which makes walking easier, but not faster.

Hey, half of the dishes are sold. Why did you just come here, little brother? Yo, why are there so much mud on your shoes? Didn't you take the cement road?

The man's face turned red, he lowered his head in embarrassment and said nothing.

The man was still puzzled, and someone close to the situation pulled him over: "Stop talking, I'm from Daoxiang Village."

"What's wrong with Daoxiang Village?"

"You still don't understand? The people in this village are crazy about money. We, sir, will build the road for them. You know this road construction! The road in the village was originally very narrow. Sir, if you want to widen it, you will definitely have to occupy some adjacent fields." "It's

definitely necessary.

The people of Daoxiang Village! They said that I would give them one hundred taels per acre of land."

"No, no," the man opened his mouth. "Are these people in Daoxiang Village really crazy about the money? Why do you think so? Who gives them the courage to say this? Even if

they have fertile land, it's only an acre of land . People, harvesting an acre in one autumn is only a small sum of money. A dozen generations can't be counted. "

Not

many people knew about this at first, but everyone found out later. , every village was building roads, but there was no movement in Daoxiang Village. Once I went to inquire about it, I understood everything.

Everyone thinks that the people in Daoxiang Village deserve it, and Master Qiu also thinks well.

Does the official live in your village? Whose good is this road built for? People don't leave, not to make it easier for the villagers to travel in the future. As a result, people are not grateful for the good things they get. Seeing that the official is easy to talk to, they come back to try to take advantage of the official. Now the official will not fix it for you. It's the way to go, it's just what it should be.

Mr. Qiu can't take advantage of the official, it's because he has no ability. Nowadays, people repay retaliation, and they all come according to this way. At the beginning, no one had touched the fields. If you say no, you don't have to levy them. There is nothing you can do. , You can't sell it by force. If the cement road has been paved, it's a sure thing. Maybe the officials will have to settle it like that, but now it's really true that the chicken boy was crushed to death. It's impossible not to pay compensation. Your Qiu family loves that. Forget it, okay! I'll follow your example, I deserve to be cheated.

I still want to fight with the official, but I don't think about what I have to do to offend the official. If I am a yamen servant, I don't care if I am an official or not, but this is the prefect!

How dare this Qiu family master challenge official authority! ! Did you borrow courage from a dog?

When the Qin family heard this, they immediately felt that it was time for the Qiu family.

After going out and earning a hundred taels of silver, Fang Zichen felt like he was walking, and Brother Zhao's feet felt like they were stepping on clouds.

The good boy was also flushed with joy. Fang Zichen had just blackmailed someone and had a lot of money. Now he bought him a cage of chickens. The cage was very big, almost as high as the good boy's armpits, and it was difficult to lift. It was too big to hold, and the chickens were chirping wildly. Fang Zichen wanted to help him get it, but he refused, saying that he was a man, so he could do it, and he had to learn to do his own things, so Fang Zichen saw him take off his clothes. He took off his straw hat and put the chicken coop on his brain.

Fang Zichen: "..."

He may be from India.

Brother Zhao persuaded him, but he was still unwilling to take it down. It wasn't until the chicken pooped twice on his head that the good boy hurriedly took down the chicken coop.

Fang Zichen sighed when he saw him being dragged directly to the river by Brother Zhao to wash his hair. He felt that his IQ was very low.

Xiaofeng frowned and turned to look at him: "Uncle Fang, is this going to be bad?"

He asked about Qiu Laoer's incident.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zichen asked.

"They don't know what's going on. Could they say that Uncle Fang is greedy?"

"Just say it, just to let people know that I am not a good person, so that no one dares to provoke me! It was because of you, Uncle Fang, in the first place I'm too kind and selfless, and I'm so upright and upright, that damn old man is out of his mind and wants to get on top of me and take advantage of me. Humph, he's so beautiful."

Xiaofeng: "...

" He was too embarrassed to listen, and his ears felt a little hot. He glanced at Brother Zhao and saw that his Uncle Zhao's face was red with embarrassment.